Thread: We Meet Again (AndNich123 & Adam)

She definitive groan as her head collided with the door. There was no kindness, no mercy, not even a shred of humanity in how he went about man handling her. He would treat an animal with more kindness, she thought. Taken aback by his grip on her throat, the firm hold, and being hoisted to her tip toes, she still had no idea what this man had in store for her. She had to focus to simply breathe. Short, drawn out breaths were all she could take. Just breathe, she kept chanting in her mind. He didnt seem to understand that what she had, the three holes he spoke of, were not for sale, and if he took them, it would be just that. His comments only seemed to be growing more hurtful, and she couldnt help but feel a slight touch of guilt. She had made him feel this useless all those years ago. She couldnt get over the fact that she had pushed him to this. Her? Of all people in the world, he had some weird, stalker fetish with her, and because he couldnt have her, because she hurt his feeling so many years ago, he was exacting some kind of revenge by abusing her physically and verbally. Again thoughts of how truly sick he were began to sink in further, with more meaning to her. It became even more apparent, more urgent in her mind she had to play his game if she wanted to be in one piece when he let her go. So as he ran his mouth, dumping all his hate on her, she would simply try to take it with a grain of salt as the musings of psycho. Since he wanted to fuck her, she would go that place in her mind she always went to. She would take his money, and she would tune him as she did all her clients. Her mind already running through almost a checklist that she had put into place years ago. Feeling helpless, she could not brace herself in the slightest for the fall as he shoved her away, discarding her as if she were nothing but common trash. Her head bouncing from the impact of the table, she thought she would black out for a moment. Everything seemed slightly hazy and somewhat dim, but the pain reaching around her head pulled her back. Play his game, she thought. Play his game, or hes going to kill you. That music would forever be burned into her mind. After she left here, she never wanted to hear it again. Under his forceful grasp she found herself bent over the bath and face to face with the water filling the tub. She could feel her pussy exposed, and a blush spread over her face as she was certain he was starring. Her smooth, velvety soft pussy lips slightly moist from the entire experience. Her clit barely seen at the apex between her folds was tingling and alive. She was amazed. Why was she aroused by this? She held such hatred for James at this point, and he was being as rough with her as he wanted. Her pussy was slightly wet though. She tried to remain calm and collected as she starred into the water hoping he would not notice. If he notices, Ill never hear the end of it. Hell be certain its because of him, and nothing could be further from the truth. Its because Im thinking about this like any other job. Thats the reason. My body is already reacting to him because Im sending out the proper signals. Like always. Dont flatter yourself crazy boy. It is not you. Focus Tessa. Play his game. Keep your mouth shut. You want to live dont you? She literally bite her own tongue to keep from saying anything that would only make her predicament worse. His tip traced down her glistening slit, and she wanted to close her eyes. Had her face not been so close to the water, she would have. Here he goes. Hes going to do it. Get ready. Ready. Wait for it. You are not here Tessa. You are somewhere else. Somewhere happy. He stopped, and so did her thoughts. She wanted to look over her shoulder at him and ask him if he chickened out. Dont you have the balls to fuck me? You go through all this to get me in here, and you dont even have the balls to fuck me? You useless, pathetic, waste of skin and breath! A smile played on her lips at the very thought he was too much of a pussy to take hers, but there he was pressing on her asshole. No! Hes going to fuck me there! Shit! Her smile dropped, her face paled, and she swallowed hard. Sure she had done anal, but there were certain things one does before simply shoving their dick up your ass. Most of her clients wanted to finger her, stick their tongue up her ass, something to loosen her up. If nothing else, they would at least use some kind of lube. He was attempting to dry fuck her ass. That was one of the most painful cruel was to take a womans tight opening. She stilled starring at the water, knowing that if she opened her mouth, she was sure of what he would do. Then came the question that her mind was screaming no as an answer to, but sadly, with a heavy heart, fresh tears streaming down her face, and a shaky, cracked voice she replied, Yes. Please. Fuck my ass. Even though he couldnt see, she forced that smile he had mentioned before. I have to play your game. I will play your game. She felt a small part inside of her breaking, shattering as she had no choice but to give in to him and his torture, his twisted desires.