Love and Revenge

Nico tightened the belt around my neck and forced my head up as he leaned over my body, his lips brushing against my ear.

"If you let go, I won't let you come. Do you understand?"

Good God, no.

He pulled the belt back further, and I almost gagged from the pressure around my throat.

"I asked, do you understand?"

"Yes... sir," I whispered, my voice barely audible.

One hard jab, and he was inside me. If it weren't for the belt around my throat, I would have screamed. Being unable to make a sound forced me to endure the pleasure in silence, which only intensified everything I was feeling.

He plunged deeper, harder, causing pain and pleasure to ricochet up my spine and crash between my legs in an explosion of decadent sensations.

"You feel that, my pet? That inferno blazing through your soul? The fire burning inside your core? Do you feel my possession straight to your bones?" Another hard thrust, his palm slamming mercilessly on my thigh. I bit into my bottom lip, tasting my own blood.

He pulled my head closer to his face. "That's me staking my claim over your body, your mind, and your fucking soul."

I kept my eyes closed as he continued, pushing as deep as my body would allow.

"That means you belong to me, my pet. As a woman, as a lover, as a pet... as a goddamn slave. You. Belong. To. Me."

The belt tightened, and my lungs burned. I wanted to scream, to beg, to plead for release. Desperation took over as I moved my hips, searching for the pleasure my body demanded.

He let out a low laugh. "You see, Lila? Your body talks to me. Right now, it's begging me to let you come."

His hand cupped me between my legs, his fingers finding the one spot that would push me over the edge. I allowed myself to surrender, my legs quivering, my body trembling as I succumbed to the darkness he evoked within me.

He leaned closer, cheek brushing mine. "Everything you're feeling now, with me inside you, means that you belong to me. Never doubt it."

With one hand gripping the belt and the other clutching my hip, Nico gave me exactly what I craved. My mind tried to deny it, but my body couldn't lie. The pleasure that erupted through me proved it. Every bone in my body trembled as I clawed at the desk, utterly spent.

The second he released the belt, I cried out, still feeling the rhythm of his movements.

"Say it. Say what you are."

I was lost in the haze, unable to speak.

"Say it! Goddammit!" His palm struck my skin, snapping me from the fog.

"Your pet!" I cried. "I'm... your pet."

Nico roared like a demon, giving one final deep thrust that left us both trembling. I collapsed against the desk, my body completely spent, and felt the weight of him against my back.

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