Page 61 of Kept

The mattress dips with his weight, and then I feel his hands roam up my body, adjusting my posture this way and that. Pressing on my lower back to encourage me to arch my bottom up higher. Pulling my knees apart. I can feel the cool air against the most hidden parts of me. I hear a low, rumbled growl from him, and my face burns against the comforter.

“You will not move,” he says sternly.

I nod my head. I feel the bed dip again, hear his footsteps padding away. I don’t dare look up to see where he went. I’m not sure I’ve ever fully understood the meaning of deafening silence until this very moment.

I jump when I feel his hand rub across my tender ass.

“I will always save you, kitten. I will always protect you.” He slides his hand down, dragging his fingers through my sopping folds. “Do you know why?” he asks.

I shake my head.

“Because you’re mine, and I protect what’s mine.”

A little shiver runs over my body, and I feel him sink a thick finger inside of me. He slowly works it in and out, then adds a second one.

I feel the edge of my orgasm approaching. “Please,” I moan.

His fingers quicken, thrusting in and out of me. “No,” he says, as he pulls them from my wet pussy.

I whimper into the mattress. I feel something cool drip onto my ass, the sensation making my body jerk and cutting through the fog of frustration.

Vincent chuckles. “Oh, you’ll get to come, kitten,” he says, as he slowly starts to massage my tight, virgin ass. “But it will be with my cock buried deep in your ass.”

“What?! No! You can’t,” I yelp as he slowly sinks his finger inside my hole. I try to crawl away, but he has an iron grip on my hip, holding me hostage to his invading finger. “It will hurt! You’re too big!”

He works the finger in and out, and I feel a second one pressing against my entrance.

“Kitten,” he murmurs, “I never said the spanking was your only punishment.” He drives both fingers into me, and I scream.

“No, please, I’m sorry!”

He drips more cool lube on my ass, pressing it inside me with his fingers. I feel him twist them and spread them inside of me. He pulls them from me, and I exhale the breath I didn’t realize I was holding. I shiver when the thick head of his cock nudges against my hole, and he presses against it, the lube helping him invade the last untouched part of me.

It’s indescribable, a burning pain and incredible fullness, and something else, dancing on the edge of my consciousness.

“Push back,” he growls.

“What?”

“Push back. Take my cock up your tight little ass like the good girl you are.”

Slowly, inch by inch, I press against his huge cock. He reaches forward and rubs circles around my clit. I feel like I’m being split in two.

When I feel his heavy balls resting against me, he teases, “And you thought it wouldn’t fit.”

My eyes fly open. “What?”

He rocks gently, sending shockwaves across my body.

“Oh my god.”

He pulls back again and then slides back inside of me. “I want you to come, kitten,” he growls, before he grips my hips with both hands and fucks my ass.

It’s the most painful thing I’ve felt in my life, and it sucks the air out of my lungs and the thoughts from my brain.

But then, it isn’t. Hot, tingling sensations run up and down my body. My clit is throbbing. I slide a hand between my legs and start to rub my clit.

“Good girl,” Vincent tells me. “Are you going to come, kitten?”

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