Page 117 of Hurts So Good

Remley skittered off down the hall while I stripped the rest of my clothing off and dropped down on the couch. Every sense I had was heightened. It felt like the slightest touch would set me off. Air from a near-by vent washed over my naked flesh, making my body light up.

My hand wrapped around my cock and stroked my shaft, while used the other one to get the remnants of Dawn’s blood in my mouth. One taste was all it took to have me growling with feral need.

I was lost in the memories of her touch and scent. I could feel her hands on my back and hot cunt pulsing in my hand while her big green eyes wavered with fear. It was my heaven and I wanted to stay there forever. In the place of darkness and depravity where I was surrounded by her innocence and purity. The place where Dawn would become mine. My own little nun ready to pray to ever sin I brought upon her. The things I was going to do to her would make the devil himself blush.

The sound of Remley’s voice pulled me out of my fantasy. “Hurry up, the master is waiting.”

The first of our prisoners to come into view was Molly. My eyes wandered over the bite marks on her breasts as she skipped into the room, eyes fluttering like a wanton whore. That was what she was after all. A whore we picked up off the street. She was so happy to have three meals and safe place to sleep that she didn’t care what we did to her. It was amazingly dull.

Next was our well-endowed delivery boy who liked to pretend he didn’t get off on other men’s cocks. The way his bobbed, hard and ready to go told me otherwise. He was more fun than Molly.

Kathrine was a pretty blonde college student that Remley found one day. Now, she was a lot of fun. She was one of the few who our compulsions didn’t work on. Kathrine fought everything, including the hold Remley hand on her as he drug her down the hall. Her hand clawed desperately at his arm, while her feet struggled to stop his forward march. It was useless of course, even if she wasn’t weakened and half dead.

While her fight was amusing, the way she looked was pathetic. Dark circles under eyes, pale skin, and shallowed breaths. This would be Kathrine’s last night on earth. Unless I allowed Remley to turn her. He may fancy her, but she had shown me nothing exceptional that warranted immortality. The only reason I was considering it was because Remley asked.

Molly was the only one who didn’t wait for instruction. She skipped over, crawled on my lap, and slid her pussy down on my shaft. My body sighed as her wet walls hugged my grith.

Yes, that was what I wanted.

“Such a good girl.” I threaded my fingers in her hair and jerked my hips, slamming myself inside her.

She moaned, I groaned, and Kathrine growled, “Fuck you.”

“Remley,” I said while shifting Molly’s hips, sliding her hot cunt along my length. “Will you shut her up.”

The truth was, I wouldn’t let him turn her. She wasn’t worth it and would be nothing but trouble. So instead, I would allow Remley to enjoy her last moments.

A second latter Remley had Kathrine pinned down on the couch, with his cock shoved down her throat. Her gags and sputters were music to my ears. The way our delivery boy was just standing there staring however…

“What are you doing?”

“I uh…” He glanced from Remley to me. Probably considered running, although it didn’t work out too well for him last time.

“Get over here.” I hissed. “Help me stretch this pretty cunt.”

Molly stopped bouncing on my lap and stared at me with wide eyes.

There it was. That spark of fear I’d been waiting to see on her face.

“You, don’t mean?”

“Oh, but I do.”

One twitch was all she got out before I clamped my arm around her back and held her down against my chest. She didn’t fight much after that. Unlike Kathrine, who continued to slap at Remley, Molly was smart. She just whimpered and waited for the inevitable. Which might’ve calmed my anger if the delivery boy wasn’t still fucking standing there.

“Get over here and put your cock in her cunt or I’ll cut it off and fuck her with it myself.”

That got him moving. He tiptoed over, dropped to his knees and began forcing his length inside her. Funny thing was, as hesitant as he looked, his dick was harder than it had ever been before. Every man, no matter who he was, got off on conquering a woman.

Molly’s pussy struggled to take us both, but with a little coaxing and a few delicious tears, the delivery boy forced his way in.

It was a full on fuck fest after that. Remley used every hole Kathrine had, while smashing her face in the cushion beside me. She grunted, moan, and begged him to stop, then begged him for more, while the delivery boy and I pounded into Molly.

There was something about the feel of another man’s cock sliding against mine that I couldn’t quite describe. The feel of a hard shaft pressing me into the soft silky walls fluttering around us was so taboo it was erotic. In my day something like this would get a man hanged. I loved how dirty and deranged this world had gotten. The forbidden was now out in the open, and humanity was thriving in it.

“Fuck.” The delivery boy grunted and wrapped his hand around Molly’s neck, forcing her back to bow in an unusual angle.

“That’s it.” I encouraged him as she started to choke. “Use her like the whore she is.”

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