Page 29 of Code of Captivity

She groaned and pressed her face into the pillows. I knew what she needed—what we both needed. I yanked her up onto her knees, standing up to slap her ass. When an immediate pink handprint was left on it, I smacked it until it became flushed with colour before doing the same to the other side.

“Spread your asshole again, Bunny,” I said with my eyes on her tattoo. “Show me how much you want me to make it hurt.”

She reached back and pulled herself open for me again. Her hands were a lovely contrast to her reddened ass cheeks.

“That’s it, Bunny. Hold that hole open for me, and I will feed it,” I said as her asshole opened up.

I crouched down, aiming my cock into the centre of her hole, and started to slide into her. She pulled herself open wider, allowing the thick girth to sink deeper.

“Ohhh…Master, Master, Master,” she began singing.

I didn't stop this time, slamming into her until I almost hit her hands. I leaned over her to grip the headboard before I began to saw in and out of her with my length while she held herself open for me. She raised her asshole up, offering it to me like a filthy ass slut.

I started to stab into her gaping asshole, smacking against her hands with each deep thrust until she was wailing.

“Thank you, Master. Thank you for fucking me in the ass,” she cried, and I closed my eyes, trying to stop myself from cumming from her words.

I pushed her hands away and stared at her dark brown and red hair spread across the pillows as she moaned from being fucked. When I glanced down, I noticed it was a straight line going into her ass. I gripped the bed and rammed into her smacking her ass until she grunted.

Her ass stayed upright as I pounded into her with ease. With each hard thrust, she grunted, moaned and cried, but I didn't stop slapping my pelvis against her.

“O Bozhe moi,” she cried out and started to spasm around me.Oh my God.

I held myself inside her until she was done before I resumed fucking her. There was no resistance left in her asshole, and I plunged as deep as I wanted as I fucked her.

“Good little fuck hole,” I growled as I felt my balls grow taut, and I slammed down into her destroyed open hole. “My. Fucking. Asshole. MINE.”

I came long and hard, holding onto the wall and bed as I rocked my dick inside her while ensuring she took every last drop of my seed. When she moved her head, it assured me that I hadn’t fucked her to death.

“Your little ass sure can take a pounding, Bunny,” I said, suddenly feeling drained.

I moved her hair away from her face again, but this time, there was a strange sensation inside me when she smiled. I frowned but shrugged it off, glad she had her eyes closed.

“Thank you, Master,” she said with a giggle.

I smiled at the childish sound and pulled myself out of her to get her tail. After cleaning it down with a wipe, I pushed it into her asshole, which still had a slight gape left in it.

“There, now you look like my Bunny again,” I said, brushing my fingertips over my name on her back.

I left to wash up in the bathroom, and she was under the covers facing me when I returned. Her eyes roved over me to look at my swinging dick as I walked to the bed.

“Get your mind out of the gutter, Bunny. We are going back to sleep,” I said with a yawn. “I've created a monster,” I said, climbing into bed.

“How do you know there wasn't one already there?” she asked softly as I laid my head on the pillow.

I turned to look at her, but she had a distant look in her eyes. Wherever she was, it wasn't with me, and I didn't like it. I pulled her toward me, and she glanced at me in shock.

“I’m theonlymonster you should worry about,” I said, placing my arm around her waist.

Chapter 20

Ania

It wasn’t as much fun working for the Bratva. Over the next few days, he gave me a list of people to work with. I couldn’t pick and choose my projects, but so far, all the people I pulled dirt on had it coming to them until I came across a politician who had thousands of images of children stored. Some were so horrific that I slammed both laptops shut before I began to retch. I blindly looked around for the bin, barely reaching it in time. I emptied the contents of my stomach and sat on the floor, wiping the sweat from my forehead.

“Is she pregnant?” Viktor asked only to dodge a glass thrown in the air by Master, but Viktor caught it in the air. “It was a valid question. She is aKrolik, after all.”

“What is it, Bunny?” Master asked, standing up.

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