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The way his eyes watch over me can only be described as beastly. I saw him briefly in prison, but even with cuffs on, he seemed intimidating and suffocating. Now… now he feels all-consuming.

I don’t know what he did to get in prison, but I know one fucking thing based on this hard glare. He’d more than likely killed someone, and I’ll be next if I don’t comply. My heart races, and tears spring from my eyes even though I’m not a crier, but this shit is different from the countless dark romance books I’ve devoured.

“HEY!” he shouts, smacking my ass so hard it jiggles harshly, causing me to let out a scream.

“AAHHHHUUGGGNNN!” I arch my back, shivering.

“Lift that ass up now, or I’ll fucking make you,” he demands, and I choke back a sob.You’re already making me, you fucking asshole.Still, his warning is not one to be taken lightly, who knows what his “make me” actually means, so even though my entire being is telling me to get the fuck up and run, my brain tells me if I don’t listen I’ll be dead before I even get to the door.

I lift my ass and plant my face into the bed, sobbing.

“Fuck… it’s prettier than I thought,” he growls, and I peek through tears from the bed to see him lift the table with the candle on it like it’s nothing. The act alone puts the fear of God in me because I saw that table earlier. It looked sturdy and heavy as fuck, so to see him move it like its nothing has me shaking.

He sets one side of the table down with a loud ass thud, setting it next to the bed before grabbing the chair and placing it directly behind me.Wh… what is he doing?

But I don’t have to ask because he grasps my leg tight.Shit!

“AHHHHH!!!” I scream as he fists his big ass hand so tight around it I feel like it’ll break if he puts even a bit more strength into his grip. “Wh—AHHHHHH!” he cuts me off by dragging me forcefully from the middle of the bed to the edge.

“Show me that pussy again…”

“I… what…?”

“Oh!” He places his hand on his head, laughing crazily with wild eyes. “You’re right I misspoke.” He cuts his eyes to me, glaring with a smug grin. “I meant show memypussy because this shit belongs to me now,” he hums with a serious face, and I tremble at his demand. “Well, get the fuck to it. I need to inspect my shit,” he snaps, yanking the knife, throwing it up in the air asif I’m wasting his time, always catching it at the handle even though he’s not even looking at it.

I scramble as quickly as I can, lifting my ass in the air, trembling with hate and resentment for him when he goes quiet. I want to look back, but I’m way too fucking terrified at what I’ll see, so I just keep looking down at the colorful checkerboard sheets.

“Spread my pretty little pussy open for me, Birdie,” he whispers, and even over the rain, I can hear the need in his voice as he sits in the chair.

I don’t want to… I don’t fucking want to at all… however, I have no choice but to reach back with trembling hands and a racing heart to do what he demands and spread myself open for him. I swallow, touching the corners of my pussy and separating my pussy lips slightly.

“Wider,” he growls.

I do as he says… opening myself a bit more.

His fist wraps around my ankle, squeezing so fucking hard I cry out.

“AHHHHHH!”

“FUCKING. WIDER!”

Fearful, I grab my ass cheeks and pussy, spreading both for him in tears, but he doesn’t give a fuck clearly if his loud ass groan is anything to go by.

“Yeah, that’s what the fuck I’m talking about,” he lets out a deep breath, shifting in the chair, causing it to creak under his massive body. “Look at this slut’s pussy.”Slut?!“It’s dripping wet even in this situation,” he taunts, running his hand over my clit, pinching slightly and I’m horrified by the bead of cum and the gasp of pleasure that slips from me, betraying me. “Fuck, you really are a slut creaming like this.”

“I… I’M NOT!” I blink back tears, and he mocks me.

“Oh, but you are Birdie. You’re my slut, and this slutty pussy is my trashcan to empty myself freely,” he voices fucking seriously, “Go on, Birdie, say it!” he taunts, but I keep my fucking mouth closed. “Oh you won’t say it? You won’t say, ‘I’m Daddy’s little cum dump?’” he mocks, and I remain silent, gritting my teeth.

“God… you’re stubborn but,” he pauses, and the air is sucked from my lungs when I feel a stinging pain smack against my pussy.

“UGNNN!” I cry out, trying to turn around, but he takes hold of my neck, shoving my face against the bed hard.

“Say it,” he growls. “Say, ‘I’m Daddy’s little cum dump.’”

“LET ME GO!” I fight to get up, but he just holds my neck down, keeping me in place, and I feel another stinging smack against my pussy, driving me to arch my back and scream.

“That’s not what the fuck I told you to say.” I get three more hard smacks to the pussy, each one more forceful and painful than the last. My pussy feels hot and throbs like it’s pulsing in the cool air, leaving me in tears.

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