Novel Full Chapter 218: She wants it rough (2) *
Chapter 218: She wants it rough (2) *
“I’m not done yet, you broken, greedy bitch. Time to really destroy you.”
She whimpered in anticipation, eyes glazed with lust. “Please do it—hurt me, own every inch.” He thrust back in without warning, the new position allowing him to hit her depths at a steeper angle, his pubic bone grinding her clit with each brutal snap.
But he wasn’t satisfied; his gaze flicked to the remnants of the ropes scattered on the floor. With a feral grin, he snatched up a longer coil.
Elion yanked her arms behind her back roughly, looping the rope around her wrists and cinching it tight, the knots biting into her flesh.
Mira hissed at the burn, fresh welts rising where the fibers scraped her earlier marks. “Tighter—make it impossible to move,” she gasped, her bound hands flexing uselessly as he secured the ends, pulling her shoulders back to arch her chest forward.
He didn’t stop there. Grabbing another length, he wound it around her neck like a collar, the coarse material chafing her throat as he tugged it like reins, forcing her head up.
“Look at you, collared like the animal you are. I’m going to breed you like a lowly sow and ride this throat while I split your cunt open!” The rope dug in with each pull, restricting her air just enough to make her dizzy, heightening every sensation.
Mira’s breath came in ragged wheezes, the pressure on her windpipe making her pussy clench harder around his invading cock.
He pounded upward now, her raised leg trembling in his grip, the wall scraping her back raw with the force. “Choke me more. I’m your bound whore, fuck me till I pass out!” Tears streamed down her face, mixing pain and bliss, her nipples hardening to painful peaks from the exposure.
Elion obliged, yanking the neck rope sharply while his other hand delivered a barrage of slaps to her ass and thighs, each strike landed with a meaty thud that left blooming red imprints of his hand.
Her skin heated, welts overlapping into a map of abuse, the sting radiating straight to her core. “Take these hits, you masochistic slut. Your ass is mine to mark. I’m going to leave you black and blue, and leaking my cum from every hole.”
He twisted her nipple viciously, pinching and pulling until she sobbed.
The brutality escalated as he dropped her leg and spun her again, moving her back to the bed, and forcing her face down onto the bed in a prone position.
He straddled her thighs, pinning her bound arms above her head with one massive hand, the rope collar still taut.
His cock speared into her from behind, the weight of his body crushing her into the mattress, restricting her breath further. “Scream for it, fucktoy—tell me how abused you feel!”
“I’m ruined—your cock’s destroying me, please don’t stop!” Mira wailed, muffled by the sheets, her face pressed into the damp fabric. He rutted like a beast, his hips brutally hammering down into her, making the bed creak under the assault.
His free hand fisted the rope around her neck, pulling back to bow her spine, while he alternated choking slaps to her ass, the impacts jolting her forward onto his length.
Her third orgasm hit like a freight train. Mira’s pussy convulsed violently, but she was squirting weakly now, her fluids pooling into her as she thrashed in her bonds. “Yes—fuuuck, I’m cumming again!” Stars burst behind her eyelids, and her body seized, every muscle screaming from the strain, pleasure, and pain flooding her veins.
Elion’s pace turned erratic, the milky white fluid in his balls surging as he neared his peak. With a final, bone-rattling thrust, he buried deep and unleashed, hot ropes of his white jizz flooding her womb.
The thick, sticky liquid pulsed visibly through her skin, bloating her belly slightly as it filled her to overflowing. Excess cum leaked out around his shaft, mixing with her squirt in a messy mix onto her body.
He stayed like that over her, still twitching inside, as Mira went limp, utterly wrecked, her body marked with rope burns and bruises.
Her pussy felt sore as her mind drifted in exhausted bliss. She panted weakly, a satisfied smile on her swollen lips. She really felt completely spent and claimed.
He finally withdrew from her, making her whimper, but it didn’t seem like she was going to let him off with just that.
“More… use my mouth now,” she rasped, her voice sounded very hoarse from her screams, crawling forward on her elbows despite the ache in her bound wrists.
Elion grinned, getting up and gripping her hair at the roots, he yanked her head back to force her gaze up. “Open wide, you filthy cocksucker.”
“Time to choke on what you crave.” He shoved her face toward his shaft, the head smearing juices across her swollen lips before she parted them eagerly.
He buried half his length in one go, stretching her jaw wide.
“Mmmmph~” She gagged instantly, the reflex making her throat convulse around him.
Elion pushed deeper, ignoring her muffled choke, until his cock hit the back of her throat and he kept going.
Her neck bulged visibly, the outline of his thick girth pressing outward like an obscene ridge under her skin.
“!!!” Tears welled up fast, spilling over her lashes and tracing hot paths down her cheeks, dripping onto her breasts.
“That’s it, take every inch down your worthless throat,” He held her head steady as he began to rock his hips, fucking her face with short, brutal jabs.
Mira’s eyes watered profusely, rolling back in her head as oxygen grew scarce, her body shuddering from the invasion.
Gurgles and wet slurps filled the air. But even as she struggled, a low moan vibrated from her chest.
The pain—the raw stretch, the burn in her throat, the helplessness—ignited something feral in her. Suddenly, her hips bucked involuntarily, and a gush of fluid sprayed from her pussy, soaking the sheets.
She squirted hard, uncontrollably, her clit throbbing without a single touch, waves of ecstasy crashing through her from the facefuck alone.
Elion paused mid-thrust, watching in stunned arousal as her body betrayed her masochistic depths. ’This wife of mine… squirting just from choking on my cock? Where’s this coming from? It’s just a brutal throat-pounding, dammit.’ He thought.
She really was a depraved sex loving slut.
’She’s a true masochist. She loves it so much she’ll squirt like that from this kind of abuse.’ The realization made him fuck her mouth faster.
He rammed deeper, grinding against her tonsils, making her gag louder, tears streaming faster down her neck in rivulets that mixed with drool.
She hollowed her cheeks, sucking desperately despite the bulge distorting her throat, urging him on.
Her pussy clenched on nothing, another flood escaping as the pain twisted into pure, shattering pleasure.
Elion groaned loudly as his cock pulsed in Mira’s throat. He finally came and flooded her mouth with thick ropes of white cum. The hot load shoots straight down her gullet, filling her up fast.
Mira gulped hard, swallowing every spurt. Her throat sucked around his shaft, milking out more. Some cum leaked from the corners of her lips, dripping down her chin.
She choked a bit but kept drinking him down, all the while keeping her eyes locked on his satisfied face.
Elion held her head tight, thrusting one last time to completely empty himself. “That’s it, swallow my load, you dirty slut,” he growled.
As he pulled out, strings of cum and spit connected her lips to his tip. She licked them clean, gasping for air. Her pussy clenched again, and another small squirt hit the sheets from the thrill.
Elion watched her and smirked at how eager she was.
Mira wiped her mouth and smiled up at him. “More, please. Use me more, however you want.” Elion nodded, already hardening again, and ready to keep going.
He flipped her over to take her from behind once again and shoved his cock back into her soaked flower without warning, stretching her wide. They had sexy fun for most of the night, forgetting that they had a busy day ahead of them tomorrow.