Chapter 9 - Rachel Part 2 (1/2)

Rachel opens his door slowly and hears the water running in the bathroom.

She goes to walk towards the door, but stops once she spots the note on his bed.

She walks over and picks it up.

”Darlin, lay down and relax, there's a blunt in the nightstand.”

She reads before tossing it aside, opening the night stand to pull out the blunt.

She lights it and take a huge hit before leaning back, letting her body relax before the next round of abuse.

I just stand there and let the steaming hot water hit me, slowly washing all the ċum and sweat off my body.

I laugh as I think back to how loud she screamed and the look of fear she had.

”Well, I heard the door open so I know she's in there, but what next?”

I think to myself as I cut the water off and step out, starting to dry myself off as I look in the mirror.

Rachel can still feel his ċum deep inside her, it's making her hornier than she ever thought possible.

”Fuck.”

She thinks to herself as she snuffs the blunt out and slowly slides her hand down, moving towards her aching and dripping ċunt.

She doesn't think about the consequences as she starts rubbing her ċŀɨt.

She starts to shake softly as she closes her eyes, letting what just happened replay in her mind.

She whimpers as she slides to fingers inside herself, instantly hooking upwards into her g-spot.

I hear what sounds like a soft mȯȧn as I finish drying off, but dismiss it as a figment if my imagination.

I slowly open the door and watch what's happening in front of me, before slowly closing the door as a wicked smile spreads across my face.

She doesn't even notice that he's left the bathroom, she's so close to ċummɨnġ and she can't stop.

It feels so good that her legs are trembling and it's getting hard to breath.

I reach beside my bed and unplug the extension door, before yanking it up and rushing her.

I can tell she's startled by the noise because her eyes shoot open, but that's not my concern right now.

I grab her by the ankles and yank her ȧss to the edge of the bed.

I don't hesitate as I pin her arms above her head and wrap them up, using the cord as a makeshift rope to incapacitate her.

That's fine you dumb bitch.”

I growl as I push her legs back and grip her shoulders, bottoming out with one thrust.

She feels so scared but horny at the same time.

She knows that she's pissed him off, but there's no stopping what's about to happen.

Even if she could, she doesn't want him to stop.

She wants for him to unleash and fuċk her up.

She can't help but scream as his ċȯċk impales her, it's pounding her already sore pussƴ.

I snarl as I hold her legs together and look into her eyes, slamming in and out of her mercilessly.

I reach down and wrap both hands around her throat, choking her as I deep stroke her pussƴ.

She lays there and takes her fuċkɨnġ like a good girl, bȧrėly able to breath as his hands squeeze her windpipe.

She looks into his eyes and can tell there's nothing human left for now, he's fuċkɨnġ her so hard that all she can do is scratch her nails down his back.

She tries to scream but she's not getting enough oxygen, she's about to black out and they both know it.

”FUCKKKKKK!!”

I roar as I fuċk her with everything I have and tighten my grip on her throat.

I can feel her pussƴ grip my throbbing ċȯċk, it's telling me that she needs to ċum.

”Cum all over my fuċkɨnġ dɨċk, princess!”

I snarl into her ear before leaning back up.

”GOO-”

As she's trying to get his hands off her throat, she starts ċummɨnġ her brains out.

”UGHHHHHH!!!”

She screams as her body starts convulsing, the only thing keeping her awake is her ȯrġȧsm.

I lean down to her neck and start biting softly.

”I'm own all of you, even the air in your fuċkɨnġ lungs.”