Page 45 of The Filth Kings

He leaned in so close until his lips grazed my neck, I moaned without shame as my pussy gushed out onto his hand and the concrete beneath me. My orgasm came in waves, the thrill of it all had me spiraling right into his spell.

“I’m going to make you cum several times. This time you’ll be awake, very alert, begging for everything that I have in store for you. All the women living on my estate will have their way with you. I’m going to bend you, suck you, fuck you, eat you, then break you, over and over. I’ll make you pray for an early dismissal. The only way out is death, Angel. The game has ended with me owning you, now cum on my fingers! You silly fucking bitch!” Detavio’s twisted words penetrated my soul.

Like a vampire, his teeth sunk into the side of my throat, his free hand grabbed my left nipple, and he pinched and pulled at it until the pleasure from my orgasm overrode the pain of him twisting my nipple.

“Your just as dirty, like what you think of me and my father, let me show you right in this filthy ass alley.” His voice grew raspy.

He took his finger out of my pussy then traced it around my lips. My mind got crossed up in confusion. Was he kidnapping me or just planning on fucking me? Could this even be considered rape now that I gave him one orgasm willingly without screaming out no?

“Tell me that you’re going to be a filthy ass bitch for me,” Detavio demanded.

His hand grabbed a handful of my hair and he tugged roughly. I clenched my lips tight, I refused to repeat the words that came out of his mouth.

“Oh, you want to piss me off?” He clicked his teeth.

He shoved multiple fingers inside of me until the palm of his hand pressed down on my clit. A razor or maybe a knife prickled my neck, breaking skin.

“I can end it all now. Tell me!” He gritted.

Tears welled up in my eyes. My clit throbbed and my tears dropped as he sped up the pace of his fingers that glided rapidly, in and out of me. My pussy greedily sucked him in and gripped his fingers for dear life. He moved the palm of his hand from side to side, he lifted it every couple of seconds in order to push his fingers in further. I was getting ready to cum again, blood trickled down my throat as the pressure grew stronger.

“I’m—your…filthy bitch!” I moaned the words out as I lost control over every sensation that he caused my body to have.

“Very correct, forever and even after death.” He taunted evilly.

“I’m going to fuck you in this dirty ass alley. You and your pussy are desperate for me, right?”

Detavio was so close to me, everything happened in a blur. I felt him between my legs, he pressed the head of his dick against my slick lips. It’s thicker than any man that I have ever been with. I sucked in a sharp breath, my mind raced fast, I released the breath that I was holding as he slid his dick up and down my wetness. He lubricated his dick which made me believe that he was going to take it easy.

I was wrong, he slammed into me, it felt like my pussy had a foreign huge object buried deep inside. Detavio stretched me painfully. It took me back to when I first lost my virginity at the age of seventeen. I moaned through tears, his cold hands roamed up and down my body. In one swift motion, he ripped the top of my romper with an animalistic growl.

My titties spilled out, the night air kissed them and hardened my nipples. My bare back scraped against the concrete as Detavio bit into my chin then nipped at my bottom lip. His arms smoothly went underneath me, and in one swift motion, he repositioned us until I was sitting up on him. He rocked me up and down his long thick length as if I weighed nothing.

My moans grew louder, my pussy slammed down on him, up and down. He grabbed my wrists and put them behind my back as he thrusted his hips upwards. Tiny zaps of pleasure shot up my back, my pussy clenched around his dick as if it belonged to me.

“You might be a little different than the rest.” He uttered lowly.

He pulled me against his chest. I was so full of him buried deep inside of me, I felt the pressure in my ass. Lost in sensations that I only felt in my dreams, I became overwhelmed. Shock waves kept me captured as he bore into my very soul.

My climax rose, as my eyes grew huge. I felt my body grow numb. He released my hands and I grabbed at anything on him to steady myself and prepare for the earth-shattering orgasm approaching.

Detavio’s body went rigid, his dick twitched violently inside of me.

“Beg for it!” He demanded; his voice strained as he grunted.

His pumps were cruel with the intention to hurt me. My body reacted; I couldn’t stop spasming. I was out of control. He possessed me in a twisted dark way. Detavio growled as his nut seeped inside of me, and my lips pursed as my salty tears ran over them. His hand wrapped around my neck as he continued to rock his dick in and out of me.

His cum mixed with mine made loud noises. I expected his dick to go soft, instead, it remained hard. I felt weak minded. I let myself slip and enjoy all of this. Instead of me hopping off of him, I willingly stayed grounded under his grip. My pussy throbbed at the thought of trying to fight back. His hand tightened around my windpipe before he released.

I could feel anger radiating off of him but didn’t know why he was so mad with a hard dick still lodged inside of me.

“Get on your fuckin’ knees!” He gritted.

Reality hit me, he was going to kill me. I could feel it in the way he squeezed his hand around my throat seconds ago. I panicked and did the very thing that I refused to do from jump…beg for mercy.

“Please! I will stop making the videos! I won’t utter a word about you or your father! I started posting the videos back-to-back to get your attention. I just wanted answers about my dad! I-I no longer want those answers! Please don’t kill me, I’ll give you anything.” I sobbed.

I started to hyperventilate again, but I tried to continue to beg.

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