Page 118 of Cut Me Down

“What did I do to deserve you?” He shakes his head as he speaks.

“I ask myself that about you.” He smiles before he blows out the lighter and sits up straight. I put the plate down on the bed and drop the lighter to the floor so I can wrap my arms around him as I take in his deep kiss. His tongue sliding its way between my lips and caressing my own. “What about your cake?”

“Oh, I'm going to eat my cake.” I giggle as he kisses my neck and reaches over to swipe some of the icing on his fingers. He takes a finger and wipes it on my neck. “I'm going to eat some here.” He drags his tongue across it before he starts biting down and sucking. I can’t help the moan that escapes my throat as the sensation crawls its way down my body. He then wipes another finger on my nipple. “Here.” He repeats his pattern, the same slow and torturous rhythm. Forcing waves over my now heated body. He moves his mouth to the other nipple before gently running his finger over my bottom lip. “And here.” He kisses me again as he licks the icing from my mouth.

I feel his hand move from my side up to my throat as he grabs me and pulls me in closer. I’m sure he can feel my pulse slightly speed up at the contact. The initial ripple of fear makes its way down my spine, but then almost instantly fades away.

I know he wouldn’t hurt me. I just suppose my body will always have a reaction to things around my throat. But his hands are so soft, and they bring me such comfort and pleasure, a part of me hates myself for not being able to completely obliterate the remaining fear.

His grip tightens around as his erection grows, but he’s careful not to press the heel of his palm on my windpipe. I sit up enough to fit him inside me and slowly sit back down, engulfing him. Attempting to throw my head back in pleasure to his animalistic moan but I’m pulled back to him as he thrusts into me and kisses under my jaw. Biting and licking at the sensitive skin and sending ripples through my body.

His grip tightens just enough to blacken the edges of my vision and intensify the climbing in my stomach, only to release me enough to breathe again. I feel the vibrations from his moans against my lips as he thrusts into me harder, and I roll my hips into him, taking his speed as a guide as I fist his hair and clench my hands.

Laying us down and wrapping his arm around me, he thrusts into me from above. His pace is relentless. Clearly having more energy than I anticipated. I reach around his back to pull him close to me, loving our skin rub against each other with every movement. I can’t help but tighten my grip, digging my nails into his back as his grip on my throat tightens again.

Enhancing the feeling of his rough thrusts and his balls smacking against me with every move. His dominance is coming out full throttle tonight as he takes complete control. I manage to let a loud moan escape as he increases his force and moves his free hand to my clit. Starting perfectly pressured circles in tune with his thrusts. His grip around my throat tightens with the strength of his thrusts. Harsh and ruthless. Almost as feral as the growl that rumbles in his throat. Matching the building pressure to my orgasm.

The climb to my orgasm reaches its peak, so much so that having to hold it in is borderline painful, but I can’t release through the lack of oxygen. My body is taut. Wound up like a rubber band about to snap. My vision blackens again. Causing my eyes to flutter and roll when he releases me just in time to send me over the edge with a gasp for air, allowing life to rush its way back in. I feel my soul try to exit my body, convulsing me upward and squeezing my pussy around him so tightly I’m afraid I’ll hurt him.

He shakes as he comes. Burying himself to the hilt and unloading inside me with a primal roar. The force of his explosion is wreaking havoc inside of my pussy. He pulses and throbs inside of me, until our orgasms taper off. Leaving us both weak and breathless.

“Holy fuck…” He removes his hand from my throat and tilts my head up by gently grasping my jaw. His heavy breaths almost at the same rhythm as mine. His thumb caresses up and down the length of my neck. Soothing the skin along my windpipe. “God baby, I'm so sorry...” What the hell just came out of his mouth? I catch my breath and put my hands on his face. Slowly running my thumbs over his cheeks.

“What are you sorry for? That was…angelic.”

“So, you’re okay?” I give him a confused look and cradle the back of his head in my hands.

“Yeah baby, why wouldn’t I be?” His face holds so much guilt in this moment. Sadness. I don’t understand. He moves his hand away from my throat, and his gaze moves away with it.The choking... That’s why he hasn’t done that before…“Oh baby, I'm fine.” He’s not even looking at me, just to the side, at the wall. “Look at me.” I turn his gaze back to mine with my hands. “I know you would never hurt me. I’ve never been afraid of you.” He nods slightly. “I trust you. You know that, right?” He reaches down and kisses me softly.

“I know you do.” His tone still sounds so heartbroken. I caress his right cheek as I kiss the left.

“There’s nothing that you could do to me to make me think differently about you or about us. I trust you with everything I am, and I thoroughly enjoyed that.” He grins and chuckles as he shakes his head slightly. Almost in disbelief. “Now hold me before I seduce you and ask you to choke me again.” We laugh as he removes himself from my used vagina and lies next to me. Pulling me so tight into him I couldn’t get out even if I wanted to. I rest my arms against his chest, nudge my face into his neck, and I feel as he runs his hand up and down my bare back. Soothing me to sleep.

Tip toe. Tip toe. Don’t wake mommy and daddy. Tip toe. Tip toe. Remember what happened last time I walked around too late. I never listen. I try to be a good girl, but my tummy hurts so bad. The peanut crackers Ms. Rachel gave me yesterday weren’t enough. I should be a good girl and go back to bed. Mommy might try to make pancakes again in the morning. It’s been so long, and I love her pancakes. I don’t want her to be mad at me again and not make them.

It's so cold. Is it snowing? Serena said it's almost Christmas time. I don't know what that is, but in the Grinch, there was snow. I shouldn't look, because if it is I'll want to go play, and it's too late to play. Last time I played in the snow, daddy let me stay outside all day. It was so much fun until my toes started to hurt. He was so mad at me when I couldn't walk for two days.

I tried to help clean, I really did. I love being a good little helper, but my toes just hurt so bad. I didn't even know I was outside until bedtime until Mommy told me how late it was. I promise it felt like the sun woke up only a little while ago.

She was right, I should have known better. Well, don't worry mommy, I learned. I'm a smart girl now. I got smarter, just like you said I should. I won't look out of the window.

Tummy. I need to fill my tummy. Tip toe. Daddy likes the belt if I wake him up. Tip toe. Remember to look at daddy’s chair and see if he's there. Is he? No! Hurray! I can have my secret time! No. Tummy first.

There is a lot on the table. Is it food? Ew. Old food. That plate was from the last day I had gym and the playground at school. When do we have gym again? Two Mondays. Gym one Monday, Art the second Monday. I go back to school the day after tomorrow, so I must have gym again!

I love to run and play tag. I'm getting much better! But it's only fun when Serena and Madeline catch me. It’s not fun when mommy and daddy catch me. They hurt me when I don't win. But like I said, I'm getting better! I'll win more soon!

I see bread! Yes! I'm a big girl, I can make a sandwich! Serena’s daddy showed me how to at lunch! I'm such a smart girl now, I did it on my first try! I wish my daddy would eat lunch with me at school. I bet he will soon. Everyone’s daddy came, but I bet my daddy was busy. He’s always busy after he visits with his friends.

Reach! Reach! Got it! Oh, ewe. This is black bread. Ms. Rachel said not to eat the black bread. She said it would make me sick. I'm not allowed to be sick. I cause such a problem when I'm sick. So, no sandwich.

I bet I could eat the peanut butter though! Mommy just bought that last week! Spoon. I need a spoon.

No. Not that one. Or that one. Ooorrr that one. They all have black spots too. Mommy said to use them anyway, but they taste so gross. She heats them up with her fire stick sometimes, maybe that’s how she gets them to taste good.

I'm not allowed to touch the fire stick though. Last time, I had ducky tape on my hand for two Mondays because after the first Monday, my boo-boo started leaking. I'll just use my hands. I'm so hungry.

Tip toe. Tip toe. Time for my secret time! Reach very easy under the table.

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