17

I stare down at her perfect, peachy ass, my thoughts coiling tighter with wicked plans. Dark fantasies pulse through me, daring me to push her further, to see how completely I can shatter her tonight.

No one can hear her—not her gasps, not her fucking screams. It’s just the two of us and this Christmas night that feels stolen, drenched in sin.

After lowering the butt plug between her legs and placing it on the fur blanket, my palm glides over the curve of her smooth ass, firm and possessive. I squeeze her juicy flesh, hard enough to leave angry marks, and she flinches—her body deceiving her as arches into me. Hooking my finger beneath the delicate string of her panties wedged tightly between her cheeks, I pull it aside with aching slowness, exposing both her holes to me.

Shifting closer, I press my groin against her, her bare skin flush against the rough denim of my jeans. My cock is already hard, leaking, throbbing against her, eager for relief, but I'm gonna play first. My hand slides lower, slipping between her thighs from behind, while my other hand trails up the front of her stomach, feeling the shivers scattering over her cold skin.

When my finger’s part her slick pussy lips, she sucks in a sharp breath. I explore her slowly, but roughly, rubbing her wetness across her swollen clit, coaxing it to ache under my touch. My fingers tease deeper, slick with her arousal, circling her entrance before gliding inside her cunt.

She clenches around me, her thighs tensing as I enter her, pushing further. My other hand sneaks under her bra, the thin lace no match for the greedy grip I take on her breast. Her nipple hardens beneath my palm as I squeeze, vicious enough to draw a gasp.

My fingers in her pussy move excruciatingly slow against her silky walls in a rhythm intended to push her right to the edge and hold her there. Her legs start to give out, the tension in her body unbearable. She wants to fall, but she can’t, not with me here and the chains keeping her swinging. She's forced to suffer. Caught between what she wants and what I won’t fucking give.

Then my fingers shift, dragging out and skimming higher, firmly circling the tight rim of her asshole. She stiffens instantly, her breath catching in her throat as I press against it.

My hand leaves her tit, moving upward to wrap around the front of her throat. I grip it fiercely, my fingers pressing into her delicate skin—a silent warning to fucking take it. Her pulse beats frantically against my palm as I force her head back.

I ease my wet fingers into her puckered ring. Her body fights the intrusion, the tightness making it nearly impossible to breach her. But I don’t stop. I press harder, until I slide past the barrier and into her, feeling the smooth heat of her forbidden walls around my digits as they force her to accept me.

Knuckle deep, I pause, then I pull my fingers out, before thrusting them back in. Her reaction is immediate—a low, breathy moan slipping against the tape.

“Good girl,” I growl into her ear, my voice rough with approval.

Her body is mine, every fucking inch of it, and her ass feels so fucking good—just like everything else she has to offer.

I work my fingers deeper, curling and twisting, pushing her past the limits of her control, demanding her muscles yield. The fight fuels me, makes me more aggressive, the sadistic edge in my mind slipping into overdrive as I stretch and violate her, forcing her to loosen up for me. She pulses around me, her body deceiving her almost right away as she climax's without warning. Her come spills down her inner thighs, glistening in the low light.

I pull my fingers free, smearing the wetness over her swollen pussy before shoving them back inside her ass again. The way her hole clenches, then gives way, drives me fucking mad with the power I hold over her. Her muffled screams tear through the air as I finger bang her, raw and desperate, but there’s no hesitation in her body.

She’s perfect like this and I can’t get enough. Never get enough.

Reaching up, I unlock the chains binding her wrists and the moment her arms are free, she collapses forward, her hands bracing against the fur floor to catch herself.

I grunt, shoving her down with a firm press of my palm on her back and her head dips low, her ass lifting high into the air, entirely vulnerable to do what the fuck I want. My fingers remain embedded inside her, her muscles flutter around me and I growl.

“Stay the fuck there,” I order. “Let’s see how wide I can get this asshole of yours.”

My eyes sweep over her, following the sharp curve of her back until they land on my fingers in her ruined little hole.

I use my knees to push her legs even wider, forcing her to spread for me. My free hand reaches for the plague mask still covering my face. The leather straps bite into my skin as I rip it off, tossing it carelessly to the floor.

I don’t need it right now. That comes later.

My tongue slides over two fingers from my free hand, coating them with saliva, before bringing them to her asshole as well. My other hand remains steady, fingers already deep inside her, pressing against her tight walls while I add the new fingers, the struggle is harsh and thrilling as I ease them in alongside the others.

Her body strains, muscles taut with the effort of trying to handle what I’m putting her through. My eyes flicker to her side profile, partly hidden by the curtain of her shiny black hair. Her eyes are shut tight, her breath coming in shallow gasps. Her hands claw at the fur beneath her, fingers curling into it like it’s the only thing keeping her together.

When all four fingers are fully in her, my movements slow, testing her. I work her inch by inch, dragging all my fingers up and down her walls for some time until I begin to pull and press at the same time, making her spread with each drive. Her asshole spasms, but I don’t stop, the battle only fuelling the warped pleasure building inside me.

A low, guttural growl escapes my lips as I lean forward, gathering spit on my tongue. I let it fall in a glistening strand, aimed perfectly, and I watch it disappear inside the pink void. Again and again, I repeat the sickening process—spitting, fingering, stretching her ruthlessly.

She doesn’t stop me. She fucking can’t. I’m breaking her in the most callous way my fucked-up mind could conjure, and fuck, I love every second of it. Her submission, the way her body gives way to me, feeds the madness inside me like nothing else ever could.

Slowly, I ease my fingers out of her, her body shuddering as I do. My hands clamp down on her ass cheeks, squeezing hard enough to leave marks, my jaw tightening with dark satisfaction. Without warning, I lift one hand and bring it down in a sharp, stinging slap against her fatty flesh. The crack of it echoes, her scream splitting the silence as my palm leaves my vivid, red imprint on her skin.

Spreading her cheeks wide, I lean in, my tongue darting out and sliding into her still-gaping asshole. The warmth of her makes my fucking head spin, and I press deeper, licking, tasting her walls, owning her in a way that’s purely natural. Her gasp is loud, and her hand shoots back, fingers tangling in my hair as if forcing me to continue.

But I’m harsh. I fuck her as far as I can with my tongue, my lips pressing and sucking around the pink ring, my teeth grazing just enough to make her whimper. Her moans build, louder, more frantic, as I ravage her without a shred of mercy. My grip on her tightens, spreading her open further, leaving her no room to escape the onslaught.

I lift her cheeks higher, dripping lower until I’m at her weeping pussy. My thumb’s part her puffy lips, and I plunge in, tongue slipping through her folds, flicking her clit before sliding back up. She’s shuddering now as I devour her, her thighs quaking as another climax builds.

I lose my mind completely, my fingers digging into her flushed, overheated skin as I feast on her like a beast. The wet sounds of my tongue lapping up her come, the way she pushes against me for more, the broken way she cries my name from behind that tape—it all drives me further, pushing me into a fucking frenzy.

Then, suddenly, her body snaps, shattering as her orgasm tears through her. I don’t stop. I eat her twitching cunt and asshole, moving between them like I can’t decide which one I want more of, both throbbing and glistening with the filthy mess I’ve drawn out of her.

Finally, I pull back, licking my lips, my breathing unsteady as I stare down. Her holes are red raw, swollen, pulsating with aftershocks. My eyes trail up to her face, her expression hazy and dazed, utterly destroyed—and I can’t help but smirk.

“You’re being so obedient for me, little sister. Something tells me you’re enjoying every sinful second of this.” I growl.

I reach between her legs, picking up the butt plug that's now dowsed in her dripping come. I glide it over her pussy, getting it nice and wet before pressing it against her asshole. She sucks in a sharp breath as I twist and push, easing it in, until finally, she swallows the entire thing, her pink ring tucked around it, holding it in place.

After taking in the fluffy bunny tail still attached, I move the string of her panties back in place, between her red cheeks. I shove on her outer thigh with my palm, making her fall and she rolls onto her back.