Thread: Brutalised Ballerina! (Jack Stalker and Malicious Lullaby)

A surge of pleasure ran through her as he called her names that would more than likely demean anyone else and turn them incredibly off but it only fueled her need and desire. All through the first segment of the dance, she had been aching and only thought of how he hadnt been there before the show started but it somehow drove her and inspired her to keep on going. As if needing to dance the best dance possible even if it was the first segment was enough to give her the motivation needed to impress the audience even if he wasnt there, because it would be that superb first half that would earn her his cock if he did show. Now he was here and she deserved a rough, hard, deep and intense fucking. Her wet pussy craved it and needed it and even though she was playing hard to get, she knew it would only do one thing to him it would push him to give her more than what he had initially intended. And that was exactly what Natalie wanted. Her chin lifted and she was seemingly unfazed by how he just snatched the flute from her hands and tossed it and his across the room. She didnt even hear them smash into nothing against the wall, too transfixed she was by him. Her gaze met his, even as her finger had stabbed against his chesthis hard chest which she wanted to just drag her tongue alongand she didnt even wilt beneath that cold calculating gaze of his. No, it spurred her on. She could have come undone at the seams when that grin came onto his face and from there, it was like a blur and a rush altogether. Natalie found herself pinned up against the front door, her free hand coming to break the hit just a little bit, a small strangled grunt coming from her. That move rattled her a little bit but it was quickly replaced with a grin that showed just how much she loved what he was about to do, the lead up, the words, the taunting, all of it making her squirm with delicious anticipation. Natalie was already breathing quickly, the rush of excitement making her heart beat fast and the adrenaline feeling like a blur to her senses. Not that she needed it or any kind of numbness for what was to come. If anything, it made her all the more acutely aware of what he was going to do she was so ready to feel all he was about to drill into her. Her tights were ripped, an easy access to her dripping cunt made and her costume was ruined enough that shed remember he was here and doing what he wanted, giving her exactly what she wanted, what they both wanted. Insatiable, power-driven, crazed lust of each others bodies that it was almost inhumane of how feral it was. Thats right A deep moan came from her as his fingers violated her right of passage and surged so deep, it felt like she gushed all around him in that very instant. Her eyes closed as she was literally pushed onto high point in her point shoes and it was like she was being forced to climb higher and higher against the door. She freed her other hand and held on to nothing on the door as a means of not losing her balance. It was different when half of her body was nearly tilted forward and she was doing all she could not to take a wrong toe step out of line or there went her dancing career lest she smash her toes. Although that wasnt really on top of her worried list. Nothing was right now. All she cared about, all she could think about was him and his pile-driving cock pummeling her so deeply, he could probably and most likely one day split her in half. Because they belong to you, my filthy dripping cunt and my tight little ass. I dont care where you fuck me, I just need it now. I need you to ride me deep and make me never forget. Never forget who really owns this tight cunt. You. Its all you. All of you. A louder moan came from her and her pussy was quivering around his fingers, begging for more. Not mercy, not surrender, no but all of him, his cock, his immensity, her ferocity and reminding her just who was in charge. Its not that she needed the constant reminder. It was just that she liked hearing it. She loved hearing the roughness of his voice and tone, the words that were so sexy they made her wetter and wetter after each syllable and the carnal lust behind it all that drove the very words. She could not speak properly, she could not answer him, she could only moan. She moaned very loudly as he finally drilled his thick, throbbing and powerful shaft deep inside of her tight, dripping confines. Her walls clenched around his thick mass and she did not care one bit of who would hear her. Natalie couldnt stay quiet, it was impossible with how he was taking her and in this position, she felt it the most. It was like an explosion of pleasure that burst through her and consumed her the way a predator consumed its prey when they caught it. Henry was the predator and Natalie was his prey and he caught her now he was devouring her and she only loved it all too much. I expect nothing less of you, you know that. I know that. She groaned, her eyes closing and her head tilting back. I would never dare to go against you. I say what I say because She paused a moment to just simply moan out deeply. It was a moan that came from deep inside of her as the pleasure surmounted so profoundly Her body felt like it kept sagging down into his, further impaling herself on him and she couldnt hold on any longer. He took her with such a ravenous and insatiable need it would be a wonder if she could go on to perform the second act. Fuck She couldnt even finish what she was trying to say, she couldnt even remember what she was trying to say. He talked about some sort of scandal and it wasnt properly computing. Could someone hear them? Did they know what the producer did to her behind closed doors? Did Natalie even really care? Normally, she would have but right now, deep in the throes of nitty-gritty and rough passion, she could care less. It didnt matter. What mattered was the pleasure he was giving her, finally giving her that she wanted all day. He hammered into her like he was releasing so much pent up aggression of not being able to fuck her earlier. If she was even meant anything to him in that sense, it seemed like he had this craving for her that had to be filled and satisfied when he deemed so. She could bend over for him at any whim, be at his beck and call, all if it meant hed do this to her. Before, Natalie had some lock and hold on her chastity and virtue. Now, the words chastity and virtue meant nothing to her because she finally understood the hoopla. She understood why sex could be so delicious. It was the person, the right time, the setting and the entire mood. In no way did she think that Henry was the right person but he was right enough to make her want what she wanted and not shame her for wanting it the way he gave her, for craving it and for be kept up at all hours at the night just thinking about his cock. I say what I say because I love how it riles you up. She was panting hard but she had to get it out, she had to tell him. I love how you take me, I love what you do and I love the fact that I can push you away but you will simply take it and that I am only too willing to give it. It wasnt some declaration. It was a clear statement of what was true. He owned her body. Just her body. And shed give into him anyway, anyhow, whenever. Especially if it meant she got to be the shining star in his production. At this point, by means of a scandal, she didnt care. She didnt care about anything. I-I dont carejust give megive me more! She cried out. He wouldnt make a scandal of anything. He wouldnt do that, not when it meant screwing his entire production, everything he invested so much time and money into. He wouldnt do that to her and Natalie held firm onto that belief. You wouldnt do that to meyou wouldnt do that your shining star. She was Natalie Portia, the Swan Queen and the star of Swan Lake. Pushing down on her toes, she was able to press the ball of her feet back into the floor. Her hands slid down the door and she used what strength she did have after several merciless thrusts to push back into his hips just as he rammed his hard rod deep into her. It served an explosion of pleasure through her that was so undeniable and so difficult to hold back from but she didnt stop. She kept pushing back into him, meeting each thrust, determined to fuck him like he fucked her. Even more, she was determined to not become a rich scandal. And shed prove it to him.