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“Say it, little Birdie…”I can’t take it…

“I… I want to not think again,” I weep with shame. “I want to be consumed and used. I want to hurt… I want pain, terror and…”

“Oh fuck yeah, keep talking,” he grunts, sliding deeper inside of me, knocking what air is left out of me.

“Use me!”

“More!”

“Abuse th-this pussy…”

“And?” his sinister voice is music to my ears and fire to my veins. He’s inhumane… he’s fear itself… I hate him…

“I…”I can’t say it…

“Sing it!” He grips my neck, tightening it, and this time…

“Break me, control me… leave nothing,” I speak and hear him laugh as his hand damn near crushes my neck, leaving me gushing. “UGNNNNNNNN!”

“My,” he pauses and pulls out. “Fucking,” he growls. “PLEASURE!” He thrust forward in this space where I feel no one can touch me. I lick my lips and boldly thrust back, wincing at the sharp pain as his big ass dick rips through me, making my eyes roll to the back of my head, leaving me a sniveling mess.

I never thought I would get to experience this kind of pleasure… I never thought I would get to feel this kind of all-consuming pain. My body feels like it’ll break with each and every one of his punishing thrusts.

His animalistic grunts as he uses me like I’m nothing but a doll built for his pleasure… his little cum dump… in this moment, I wear that badge with honor.

“UGNNNNNN!!!” I whimper, throat sore, ass throbbing and dripping nut as I come in and out of consciousness, feeling him take me in every position he desires, but I can’t see shit. He’s still yet to take the blindfold off, and I know I’m stupid, but I don’t care…I wish he’d never take it off.

I want to walk by the beat of his drum. As he positions and fucks me as he pleases, all I hear are his grunts… his nasty filthy selfish grunts. All I feel are his hands spreading my pussy and ass… all I know is his tongue and dick invading my body. All I feel are his lips, all I hear are his words.

His commands… his rules… this way of life, I want to exist in it.

“Say it!” I hear him grunt, lifting my legs, fucking me so hard my titties bounce.

“I’m Daddy’s l-li-… little cum sl-slut.”

“Fuck, this some good pussy, Birdie…” he growls, slurping my nipple into his mouth and just briefly I feel the blindfold over my eyes lift, and I see sunlight… my vision is blurred, but in my haze, I peek over to the glass screen on the door and witness Saw relentlessly fucking me, holding my hips, pounding into me like I’m his everything.Yes!

I spread myself and my legs open as far as I can while tied, forcing him to pause, sweat dripping from him like a beast in heat.

“Birdie… what the fuck do you think you’re doing? Are you trying to get me addicted to this pussy?” he growls sweat dripping on my lips, and I lick it thirstily, moaning, feeling his dick pulse in my belly.

“Y… yes…” I pant, gasping for air. “T-take re-responsibility f-for w-what you’re tu-turning me into…”

“Fuckkkk!” he growls when my pussy spasms, squeezing him. “Responsibility, huh?” He grasps my ass hard, smacking it, and sending shivers down my spine. “And what did I turn you into, Birdie?” He snatches off the blindfold, causing me to wince at the blinding light.

“Your bitch,” I pant, watching his dark eyes go hooded and his lips tick up in a smile.

“So, what? Should I kill you, or tie you up and keep you caged?” He bites down on my neck, sending a wild shiver of pain straight to my clit that makes me gush.

“I— Ughnnnnn! I -I don’t… I don’t care… j-just -don’t l-leave me.” He gazes into my eyes like a beast staring down his prey, and even though I’m alive in his arms, I tremble, petrified of thatgaze, knowing he could and would kill me at any moment for daring to make a demand from him. But he lifts me up and slams roughly into me, dick gliding in my like butter, but it hits places no one else has ever! I feel him! I want him! I’m consumed by him!

My toes curl and I feel him pour another thick rope of cum in me.Yes!

He watches me, lips turned up into a mocking smile as his big hands go around my neck, squeezing, but he’s not going to get a protest out of me.

His dark eyes glare, squeezing, snatching my breath away, dick growing harder in me, my hands bound behind my back, and my legs thrown over his shoulder. A bitch folded like laundry in his arms as he squeezes tighter… tighter… tighter… darkness clouds my vision, but I see the smile on his lips. He wants to destroy me, but I spread myself for him, leaking.

“Fuck,” he grunts, squeezing so hard I know I’ll be wearing his handprint like a necklace for days. He pulls out, slamming into my pussy so hard my insides quake.

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