Page 66 of Make Her Bleed
"On your fucking knees, Aria. You're mine. I think it's time I remind you of that."
I don't even think about denying him. I quickly fall to my knees in front of him. In a few moments, his cock is buried balls deep in my throat and I'm choking on it. He holds my wrists hostage behind my neck as he fucks my face, my spit soaking him and flowing down my chin. I can barely catch any air as he takes my mouth like I'm his property.
Then, it clicks. That's the point. He sees me as his property, his slave. I can only do, say, eat, wear, or feel however he wants. Those are his rules. He wants full control.
Suddenly, he pulls out and I gasp for breath, wheezing from the lack of oxygen. I was so close to passing out. Thank god he stopped.
He pulls me from the floor and bends me over his table.
Please, don't put it up my ass, I pray silently.
"Who do you belong to?" he groans as he sinks his cock deep inside my pussy.
A loud gasp leaves my lips before I cry out. "You. I belong … to you."
I meet him thrust for thrust as he fucks me hard, like a maniac, and my body threatens to seize around him.
"Don't youdarefucking come. You hold out, you hear me?"
I don't know if I can. It's been too long and my restraint isn't as good as it was before.
"Please, Kai!" I beg as tears fill my eyes. "I can't hold back."
He grabs my hair by the roots and yanks my head back, getting a loud scream as pain shoots through my scalp.
"What did I tell you to call me, princess?" He growls as he licks along my jaw, still slamming into me like a freight train.
"Sir!" I cry and he pins my face down to the table as he slams into me one more time, pulling me right to the edge of my orgasm, before pulling out of me. "No, no, no! Please, sir."
"Do you want my cock, princess?"
"Yes!" I cry as my thighs clench from the release he denied me.
"You're such a good slut for me. You always beg for it once you're under me but fight me until you get what you want. You can say you hate it, but I know the truth. You're addicted to me. You like my punishments. You love my dick. You like your little prison. All the worries drift away because the only thing you have to think about is doing what you're told and pleasing me. That's why you didn't run from the hospital. Youwantto be my property, Aria."
Is that true? Do I actually enjoy this? I'd have to be sick to like the way Kai treats me. No, I don't. I’d have to be insane to like the things he does, like shoving that pipe so painfully up my backdoor entrance that I was fucking hospitalized. He’s delusional.
"Fuck!" he curses as I feel the hot squirt across my ass and my eyes widen.
Did he seriously pull out when I was about to get off to jerk off on my ass? What the ever-loving fuck!
"Good girl. I desperately needed your pussy. Your stand-in wasn't nearly good enough to satisfy me."
My stand-in? What the hell?
Then it clicks. Kaylee. Rowe said Kaylee was Kai's girl for the year. Oh, god. Please, tell me he didn't hurt my best friend.
Kai grabs my hair and pulls me back against him, holding my body hostage against his, his flaccid dick pressing against my spine.
"The only bed you sleep in is your own," he hisses in my ear, cupping my throat with his free hand. "You wear the clothes I give you and only shower when I tell you to. You eatonlythe food I give you and you only touch who I say you can. Am I clear?"
I let out the breath I've been holding. "Yes."
"Good girl. Now, go shower, put your clothes back on, and take my son to your room."
Wait. Does he want me to fuck Rowe? Is that what he's telling me?
"Take him to my room and …" I trail off for him to fill in the blank.
