Page 71 of M!lked For His Pleasure

My hands shook so bad I could barely get the condom out of its wrapper.

“Give it to me. You’re fucking useless.” He glared at me. “I sure hope you fuck better than you give head. So far, you haven’t earned your freedom.”

While he rolled the condom on his erection, I considered taking off. But where would I go? We were in the middle of butt fuck nowhere. And I know my limitations…running was not one of my strong suits.

I spat into my cupped fingers, hating myself for what I was about to do, then rubbed the moisture into my folds and around my hole. Tossing a leg over, I straddled Mike. Grasping his dick, I lined it up with my pussy and sank down. I could do this. My freedom depended on it.

Mike thrust upward, fully impaling me on his cock. I sat still, trying to adjust to having something shoved into my vag with no prep. It fucking hurt even with the bit of moisture I’d tried adding.

“If I wanted a cold fish to act like a statue and take it, I could have gone home to my wife,” Mike panted out. “Fuck me like you mean it or my next stop is to talk to my good friend, Sargent Larouso.”

Aw hell. Of course, he’d be friends with Larouso. The man has hated me for years. “Geeze, Mike. You could give a girl a moment to adjust to your size. You’re not exactly little,” I tried stroking his ego.

He smirked up at me as he ran his hand up and down my arm. “Sorry babe. Guess you haven’t been with a real man in a while.”

Barf.I picked a spot on the wall and locked my gaze on it, refusing to watch. When I started riding him, he palmed my breasts as they swayed with my movements. “Damn,” he breathed out. “I knew you’d look fucking amazing riding my monster.”

I jerked back when he suddenly slapped the side of my breast before grasping it then pinching my nipple. I needed this to be over.

Riding him frantically, I chanted, “Yes. Yes. Oh Mike, you’re so big. Fuck me harder. Come in my pussy!” I hoped my act was convincing, and that he was too lost to lust to notice I was still dry as dust.

“Like that, do you slut?” He grabbed my waist, pulled me off his dick, and flipped me onto my back. “I’m going to fuck you so hard you can’t walk straight for a week.”

I was surprised when he leaned down and sucked my nipple into his mouth. Much as I hated to admit it, I didn’t hate it. He ran a hand down my stomach, down my mound, and then found my clit. God dang it. Don’t tell me this asshole was actually going to attempt to get an orgasm out of me. That was so not happening. But if it would hurry things along…

“Oh, Mike. That’s it. Fuck yes,” I let out a long moan. “Rub my clit. Oh. I’m getting close. Get that dick in me so we can cum together.”

I really hoped he was buying this shit. Must have worked because he mounted me, spreading my legs wide, and shoved his dick back into my pussy. When he leaned down to kiss me, I turned my head.

Big mistake. He sat upright and before I could try to defend myself, slapped my face.

“Who the fuck are you to turn away from me?” he shouted down at me. “Wasn’t I being nice to you?” He slapped me across the face again.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry,” I cried out, tears streaming down my face.

His smile was pure evil. “That’s better.” He pulled out and flipped me onto my stomach. “Up on your hands and knees.”

I struggled to follow his direction. My fucking head was killing me, and my heart wouldn’t stop racing. I thought for sure he’d beat me bloody when he’d started yelling.

He pulled my ass cheeks apart and slammed back into me. He smacked my ass repeatedly as he pounded into me, yelling obscenities the entire time. I was numb to it all. I kept my head down and shut the fuck up. Finally, his groaning increased, andhis movements shuddered. I felt both relieved and disgusted while he orgasmed.

He dropped beside me, his breathing ragged. “That’s one tight pussy for you being such a slut.”

Rolling to the side, I dropped my legs to the floor and stood on shaky legs. I struggled back into my clothing as tears dripped down my cheeks. I wiped them away furtively, not wanting to give Mike the satisfaction.

He slowly got to his feet, yawned and stretched his arms above his head. “That was great.” I stood by the door, staring at it as he got dressed. I’d never been so glad to see the sky as when we walked out the door.

“Thanks for the suck and fuck, sugar tits.” After swatting me hard across the ass, Mike walked toward his SUV. “Enjoy your walk home.”

“You can’t leave me out here!”

“It’ll be good for you. It’ll teach you to be nicer to me.” He smirked at me. “Maybe next time I’ll let some of my boys in on the fun.”

“What the fuck? This was supposed to be one time,” I screamed at his back.

“Nah, I own your ass now,” he said before driving away and leaving me in the pitch black.

I dropped to my knees and vomited. Once I was done, I picked myself up and let out a long scream. My life fucking sucked!

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