Sierra

T he words are on the tip of my tongue and all I want is to say them, but how can I admit it if I can barely do it in my head? I'm too worried about every repercussion that will happen when it comes out. I've never been heartbroken before, but I know that if this were to end that it would be the worst pain I could ever feel, worse than the trauma I've already endured. I couldn't possibly survive it.

I groan, the way my body aches and the way the rope pinches at my skin have me ready to give in. I can just say it and run off again, disappear a little better before he comes after me again. Is that what I want?

He takes a few steps back from the bed, and I can't help but admire his perfectly sculpted body. The V that leads to his cock, the indents of his abs, each line of his tattoos. My eyes widen as I stare at the new ink on his chest, the once empty space is filled with what looks like a tarot card inside is an image of a beautiful woman that for some reason looks an awful like me. Underneath are the words La Bruja, which is what he calls me every chance he gets.

"She's beautiful, isn't she?" he says, while I'm gaping at him like a fish out of water unsure of what to say. He branded himself, he marked himself for me .

"I made sure yours matched mine, too," I arch my eyebrow at his remark. What does he mean to match mine?

"Match? Mine?" I swallow between words, nervous to hear his response as he takes a step forward again.

"I did warn you." He shrugs, like it's no big deal that he tattooed me. With the way he's been playing with my body, I haven't felt any additional sort of pain. "Now open your pretty little mouth. I'm going to fuck you until the next words that come from your lips are you admitting that you belong to me."

I shudder at his command, watching as his lust filled eyes darken the moment, I part my lips and stick out my tongue. He turns on the toy once more and I jump in excitement as I gladly accept his punishment. He places the underside of his cock on my tongue, slowly gliding it further and further in my awaiting mouth. The barbells of his piercing rubs along the inside of my mouth as his thrusts rapidly increase. I attempt to breathe through my nose, allowing him to fuck my throat without gagging until he reaches over and pinches my nose. The lack of oxygen causes me to moan against his cock.

"That's it, Mu?eca. Look at how well you suck my cock," He says, his cock twitches as he continues his assault of my mouth. His pre-cum invades my mouth, it's a small tease of the come I'm dying to feast on as his cock slides in and out of me. He lets go of my nose and gently caresses my cheek, until my eyes fall closed loving the gentle touch as if he were admiring the way the tears fall from my eyes.

"Fuck," he says, pulling himself out of my mouth as he strokes his saliva covered cock with his hands. Spurts of warm cum land all over my face and down to my chest, completely marking me.

"You look fucking sexy covered in my cum." I can't help but moan as the toy continues to thrust and my body begins to shake as the orgasm builds back up just for him to stop it again.

"Fucking asshole," I growl. I need to come, desperately, greedily, to the point that I can't think of anything but that.

"Who do you belong to, ?" he says with gritted teeth. I lower my head, ashamed or scared of admitting what he wants. But I say the words anyway. Looking back towards him, I look into his brown whiskey eyes and say the words I know in my heart to be true.

"You. I'm yours."

The happiness on his face spreads throughout his body, like some sort of switch that I was the only one to have control over. He moves off to the side, grabbing the toys of the bed and moving them aside. He begins to lower me to the bed, my entire body screams from the position. He carefully unties the rope by my feet, gently stroking my skin and placing soft kisses as he releases me from my restraints. He carefully removes the rope piece by piece until there is no longer anything keeping me from moving my limbs.

I groan as he carefully moves me on my back, and pushes my legs further apart so he can fit in between. The plug in my ass feels intense as I lay on it, but I push through the feeling and lift myself on my elbows. I look down at him, waiting for his next move when I see the bandage on my thigh, curious to know what he marked me with. He pulls out the dildo and tosses it across the room before leaning down and licking the come off my chest.

"Are you ready to scream out my name? I want everyone in this fucking country to hear you be fucked by the only demon that will ever haunt your nightmares," he says as he kisses a trail down my abdomen to my pussy.

He flicks his tongue on my sensitive clit. I am so desperately wet that I can't even see straight. His hands rub my thighs as he continues eating me like a starved man. My toes curl as he begins sucking, and I can't help but hold my breath as I thrust along his tongue. His beard scratches along my thighs, burning me in some mixture of pleasure and pain. I reach over to him, spreading my hands around his hair and pulling him closer to my cunt as I ride his expert tongue. My moans and pleas slip off my tongue so eagerly to come on his tongue after hours of denial. Tossing my head back, I close my eyes seeing stars instead of darkness as I fall from the heavens into a sea euphoria.

"You look so fucking sexy when you come," he whispers, his hot breath against my sensitive clit causes shivers to roll down my spine. He moves up my body kissing a trail up my chest up to my neck.

"Give me one more," he says as he thrusts his pierced cock inside me. I scream at the unexpected pleasure, wrapping my legs around his waist while I dig my heels into his ass. His movements become more punishing as his skin meets mine.

"You better dig those claws of yours down my back, . Make me bleed," he grunts. Giving him my best smile I comply by bringing my arms under his. Pulling him closer while he spears himself inside me over and over again. I dig my nails down his back and ass, scratching as much as I can to be sure I mark him the way he's marked me. Our bodies mold together as if we were one. Our grunts and moans grow louder as he lowers his lips against mine, our kiss starts gently for a single moment until it becomes more feral and hungrier. We savagely hold onto each other as he continues spearing inside me. Building us up together in perfect harmony of our orgasm until we both completely shatter. We're both panting, our chest rising and falling as we try to catch our breath. He lowers himself once more gently peppering kisses on my lips and then my forehead.

"Let's get you home. We'll face Lina's wrath together." I can't deny the fear of telling her the truth, but he's right it's time to come clean about us and the fact that I'm the Slasher. I just hope she can accept that.

"You're right. Let's go home."