Thread: Finding Solace (duke & AndNich)

Tessa's shriek shocked him from his rage induced haze for a second as he entered her and simply kept himself inside to adjust to her. He had done it. This woman who had been a thorn in his side all throughout his high school years, and who dominated him with her teasing words and who kept him down with a name like Jester. He hated it and now she was bent over the kitchen counter, her face and arms bruised from his beating and from him slamming her onto the hard surface with his cock inside of her. It wasn't like he was small either, he was pretty big and the other boys in high school had made fun of him for it too. The Frankenstein's Cock were the words in the locker room and every day before and after gym he would hear those words. No more. Tessa was going to learn the lesson of what Frankenstein's Cock could do to her for all the pain she had caused him. Stop calling me that! A hand reached for her for the pulled back blonde hair as he pulled her back up and then slammed her face back down onto the counter once more. I hated that fucking name! You think I liked hearing that shit? How about you? Slut Arcade? Remember that? Everyone called you that name from behind your back! Looks like they were right, because you're here after I called an escort agency. An escort, ha! He pulled her head to the side then spat onto her face before laughing. You're nothing more than a hooker! No matter how much you get paid, you're still just a hooker at the end of the day. No one gives a fuck about you if you have to fuck for a living, and I'm gonna make you earn it! His hips started thrusting bit by bit. It was much more difficult given the fact that she was dry, but her body would no doubt give into him. All he had to do was keep his hips moving and she wouldn't be able to do much except take it. The more pain he caused her, the less she would probably resist. His hips continued to move against her, the sound of his thighs slapping against her pert ass filling the penthouse suite as he kept a tight grip on her hair and used it like some sick lasso to keep her head and back bent towards him. A part of him felt sick that he was raping a woman, but another part of him loved it. This part of him craved vengeance, especially towards her, and he would get it through sexual satisfaction of her body. Still gripping her hair, he grabbed the knocked over bottle of whiskey and pulled the cork out with his teeth before taking a long pull from it. You liked the expensive whiskey I had bought? Here! He poured some over her head, the alcohol soaking into her hair and pouring down her face to ruin her makeup. You like it you bitch? Five hundred bucks and I can waste some of it on you because it doesn't matter. You fuck for five hundred? I make that just with my dick in you right now! Alexander didn't care at all. All he cared about was fucking this whore until he was good and done. Suddenly a wicked idea came to him. He had read somewhere that some people took alcohol up the ass because it hit the bloodstream faster, but could kill you too if you took too much. Grinning wickedly, he flipped the bottle over and as it poured more boozed down her back he aligned with her ass and shoved it in, whiskey still pouring out and now into Tessa. Yeah! You're gonna drink it like any prostitute deserves, through the other mouth that you feed with cock! Even with the bottle held in her ass he pulled her hair again as he fucked her harder and harder.