Thread: We Meet Again (AndNich123 & Adam)

She nodded despite his attitude, his tone. It was not one she cared for, but she kept reminding herself to play his game. Her eyes darted around wildly at his talk about the oxygen. No, she thought. Hes going to do it! Hes going to push my head in this water! Hell kill me! Im going to die! A privilege? No its not. Its something that is required for life! If it is not present, a person dies. Dont you know that? Her breathing increased as she tried to take in as much air as she could for at any second he could plunge her head under the water right under her nose. She wanted to cry. No. You cant cry. You have to get a grip. You cant waste time crying. You have to make sure you have a deep breath always. Come on Tessa. You can do this. Oh please dont kill me James. Oh please. Im begging you. Yes James, she responded barely containing her fear. Without warning, her worst fear became a reality. Her head splashed through the water so fast, she didnt even have time to close her eyes. Her nose could feel something, but she wasnt sure exactly what is was. A stabbing pain ripped through her ass as he attempted to impale her with his cock. Fuck! Hes huge! She screamed to no avail. Her legs feeling the dull, almost slicing feel of the metal. My legs! Hes going to cut me! Her mind raced with a thousand wild thoughts, and the most prevalent one was the ever clear fact she had wasted so much of her precious air screaming when he tried to slam his cock inside her ass. The pressing pain returned, and she bit her lip hard drawing blood this time to keep from yelling. She would not waste what little air she had left. With every movement, every thrust from him body, she could feel her ass being ripped, torn, and shredded by his thick cock. She was certain there would be blood. Ill never be the same there. Hes going to hold me down until he tears my ass apart. Even if she could breath, the pain was so unbearable her lungs would not be able to draw fresh air in. Relax your ass. Try to make it easier for him. Dont fight him. Come on Tessa. You are not dying here. Not like this. Just get it all in there James! Get this over with! Push! Despite the pain it would cause, she was willing him to keep pushing. The sooner it, whatever milestone he had clearly set in his mind was achieved, she could breathe. More and more, inch by inch she felt every inch, every vein, every movement of him and his cock violating and claiming her ass. There was nothing she could do. I am his helpless fuckdoll, and hes going to kill me. There was a darkness creeping. She could feel it. She was going to pass out. Im going to die. This is it. The very thing that came to her mind was her younger sister. She hadnt seen Cammie in such a long time, and now she never would. She didnt think back to her days in school with James. Her days with Cammie and her summers with her daddy filled her mind instead. She had never cared much for her mother, but the two of them were completely different. Her hands ceased and rested in the water. She opened her eyes gazing at the pralines at the bottom of the tub. Thats what that was, she thought. An odd thought to have, but perhaps one loses control of their thoughts as theyre about to die. Good, she thought. At least all of this will be over. She could still feel him pumping into her. Withdrawing slowly only to plow into her deeply, ruthlessly. It was a shock really, and on some levels a disappointment when he pulled her head from the water. Instinctively she coughed, gasping for air. James, she screamed. Please Im begging you! Dont let me die! Her mind quickly working to recover and remembering what he had told her. If I die, I cant fuck you. You cant fuck me. Your dick feels so good in my ass. I want to scream for you, moan for you, like I should have done back then. I was a stupid bitch then. Pound my ass James so I can groan for you. You make it hurt so good James. Youre so fucking big. The words kept coming like a fountain. Anything she could think of that he might want to hear. Keep thinking. Keep talking. Make him happy. Thats what you have to do with every single customer. Make them happy. Make James happy. What does he want to hear? Tell him that. Tell him! She knew something he wanted to hear, but it nearly crushed her to say it. She never said those words to anyone, but here, with her life in the balance, she would. Im sorry James! Im sorry I was a bitch to you. I shouldnt have been. You have every right to hate me. Im sorry. Im so sorry. Fuck my ass James! Fuck it hard! Now!