Chained - Zara Novak Page 0,43

a few more times and then he pulled back so he could start fucking my mouth properly. I kept my hands between my legs like a good girl, singing pleasure through my nose while he face fucked me hard.

Maybe I was better with my mouth than I realized. It was only a minute or two before I felt him swell inside me. His cock went harder than iron and then he was bursting, streams of molten semen filling my mouth and throat.

I kept my lips firmly around his base and drank every drop down, dragging my tongue over his shaft until I was sure he was clean.

But he wasn’t done. After that he pulled his cock from my mouth and loosened the chain, still keeping me attached to the wall. He wrapped my hair around his hand and threw me onto the bed on all fours. Without another word he climbed behind me, pulled the plug out of my ass and replaced it with his cock.

My hands clawed at the mattress and my eyes bulged as he buried his cock deep in my ass. This time there was no gentle easing or a slow rhythm to start us off. He squeezed his fingers into my hips and started fucking me.

Hard.

He fucked with the force and fury of a man demented. A deranged and dark vampire punishing his slave, using her body and filling her with his seed. Marking his slave. Claiming what was his.

His powerful hips railed into me over and over again, his cock spearing deep with each forceful thrust. I screwed my eyes up tight and moaned my pleasure out loud. He pushed my face down into the mattress, lifted my ass up and fucked me even harder.

Holy shit.

My tight little ass was stretched around his mammoth cock, burning from the fire of the discipline that had already made me come. He thrust all the way in and ground his hips against me, spanking my ass with his hand while he held deep.

“Yes, master,” I moaned.

It wasn’t long until I felt him swell again. He had already claimed my mouth and now he was going to claim my ass again too. I felt him explode and gasped at how good it felt. His cock erupted inside me, filling my ass with his seed. He pulled out halfway through and continued going, his cock pumping hot ropes of semen onto my back and ass.

I collapsed to the bed and panted out my pleasure.

Fuck yes.

My captor took his hands off me and stood up from the bed, leaving me there as a spent and used mess. I felt his hot seed run out of my ass and over my pussy. He had coated my back and marked every inch.

I was his.

“Three days,” he said. Looking back, I saw him pull his boxers back up and then head towards the door. He grabbed the water from the opposite corner and brought it over, setting it down next to the mattress. My chain wasn’t long enough to get any further away than a few feet from the bed. “Food will be brought. Use the catalog if you need the bathroom. I will visit you once a day for your daily deposit.”

He finally went for the door again, opened it and then stopped to look back at me. “Slave?”

“Yes, master,” I said.

“If you orgasm again without my permission your time will be doubled. Is that clear?”

“Yes, sir,” I said. He really wasn’t messing around this time.

Without another word he closed the door and left, leaving me alone in the darkness. I wasn’t sure what was more terrifying, the chain around my neck or the fact that I was starting to wake up to the reality of my situation.

I got up from the mattress and grabbed the gallon jug of water. I drank a little and then I poured some on one of the stone tiles, far away enough from the bed so it wouldn’t soak the mattress. I dipped my hands in the cold water and tried to wash myself clean as best as I could. Then I looked at the girl staring back at me in the shallow puddle.

Who the fuck was she?

Maybe he was finally breaking me down. Maybe this is what he had wanted all along. Turn me into the thing he wanted. Make me forget about myself. My actions constantly surprised me, and I didn’t recognize the girl that was actively encouraging this monster.

I was even starting to wonder