The Abode of Peace - Scenes of Antiquity

[DarkWarrioress]

Malik~

She found herself turned on her stomach, her face pressed into the mattress and her ass lewdly elevated into the air. Well, this was a fine mess. Her intentions were not meant to turn out like this. It didn't help any that Malik was being insufferable and arrogant, but his arrogance was standard fare. His hands latched onto her thighs, digging into tender flesh. She struggled against him knowing what was in store for her shortly. She felt him pulling her backwards, felt his manhood pressing against her opening, rubbing along her slit. There was nothing further she could do prevent this from happening and she hated that feeling. It had always been with her consent. At times, things had spiralled into rough, but again, always with her consent. This was not.

Her fingers curled into the sheets below her, gripping them tightly into her fists as she felt him shove himself inside her body. She cried out in pain and anger. Just once. Then fell silent. Tears formed in her eyes as she felt him deep inside her. There was no love here this day. This act was because Malik felt the need to exert his dominance. He needed to show her who was her master. Who owned her. This time, she resented it.

 

[Mav Unlimited]

Amaya

He was so desperately lost in his own selfish cause as his arrogantly throbbing arousal invaded her sacred core that the tears waiting to run down her tender cheeks, which might have otherwise caused his heart to melt instantly, weren't having any effect as he began to pummel her with his cock, the shaft slicing through between her legs until she could feel the thick head hitting the back of her slick walls.

He could hear her cries before there was silence. A silence that went unnoticed. Malik started to thrust his hips and shove his prick into her tight cunt while mauling her body as if it was nothing more than a heartless piece of flesh created for his shameless satisfaction. Just the way he had shoved himself to glory into each of the whores of the Abode before coming to her. But there was a difference. At the moment, she probably could not tell it. He had made the distinction harder to detect because of his actions.

His dark meat sawed her into half, cutting relentlessly between her thighs as he held her legs in his hands and watched as her body shuddered and bounced around against the mattress. He had been rougher than this with her in the past. But this was probably a bitter experience for her than even the roughest sex they had ever had. His back arched and head dipped back occasionally as his primal grunts continued to reach her ears, her wetness coating his cock in a thick layer of sadness that he was too blind to feel.

Malik could feel the difference from usual however. Her pussy was not clamping down onto him. Not yielding to his rhythm. Not reciprocating to his thrusts. It was as if she was not enjoying what he was doing to her. He growled in frustration and pulled his sorry dick out from her careless hole and aimed it straight at her tight little puckered one. He needed to feel the tightness squeezing him, milking him, fucking him. And if she was not going to give him what he wanted, he was going to find other ways to take it from her. The heavy end of his glistening shaft pressed between her buttocks and against the opening there, ready to penetrate her once again.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Malik~

He was relentless. In a moment of thought and action or more than likely, there was no thought, he had reduced her to just another faceless whore in the Abode. She did not think she was better than them but there was a difference. She only spread her legs for one man, instead of many. If anything, she was the bird in a gilded cage and they were the free doves. His cock continued to shove in and out of her. He no longer seemed to care whether or not she was aroused. Try as she might, she couldn't stem the small sounds of distress each time his cockhead slammed into the deepest wall of her vagina.

He pulled out of her with a growl and she started to untense. Was he finally giving up? Had reason started to seep into that thick brain of his? What he did next, made her breath catch in her throat. He had never shown any interest there before. It wasn't as if she was normally opposed to such an idea. She had taken men there before. Just never Malik. She didn't want it to happen this way, not in anger. He would surely tear her if he did. The thick head of his cock probed at her small, tight opening, pushing inward slightly. She felt herself start to open around him.

"MALIK! NO! NOT LIKE THIS!"

Her shout was nothing more than strident, emotional, hoarse whisper that held a hint of desperation..

 

[Mav Unlimited]

Amaya

He was almost going to do the unthinkable when her words hit his ears. More than the words, it was the desperate, emotion filled tone of her voice that calmed him down just enough not to shove himself into her and rip her apart into two pieces. He just stood there holding her against him.

"Not like this? NOT LIKE THIS?"

He growled in frustration, the thick head of his manhood merely rubbing against her tight little puckered hole. It wanted her. He wanted her. But not like this either. She was leaving him few options though. Taunting, frustrating and denying him the pleasure that he assumed he had the right to take from her. The right that he had to claim her as his own. Whenever he wanted. Wherever he wished. She was standing between him and his angel. And he hated that with all his heart. Not to mention his pride that had been stripped by the Warrioress was poking him every second of every minute of every hour for the past several days. He had not been satisfied even after filling every possible hole that the Abode had to offer. He needed more. He needed his angel. He was not ready to admit to himself, however, even though a part of him knew it, that even after fucking her, he was still not going to be satisfied. He would eventually go back to the wench who had turned him into this monster.

"If you would let me take you the right way, I wouldn't have to..."

Malik took a deep breath as his grip on her thighs tightened, fingers digging into her flesh as if they were going to rupture her before he eased his hold somewhat and tugged her body closer to his, her lower limbs still spread out in a V shape against his crotch. His arm slipped from her leg, went underneath, curling and pinned her right thigh against his side, her leg shifting up slightly as her body tilted just a touch, fingers moving towards her wetness before they started rubbing gently against her rosebud. He was going to get what he wanted.

"Now relax and let us both enjoy this, shall we?"

His voice was hoarse with a hint of anger, but less frustrated than before, as he pressed the pad of his thumb against her puckered hole, trying to open it up as he waited for her muscles to obey to his touch. Fingers probed her with her own wetness as he shifted his hand between her dripping cunt and the tightness that was begging to be loosened.

"And Amaya, if you don't comply, my angel, I promise I won't have the option to be gentle."

It was not a threat. Not according to him. It was up to her whether to treat it as a threat or not.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Malik~

And there it was. His tone of voice did not suggest a threat nor an ultimatum. He simply stated..... fact. As he saw it. Oh, it was laced with his brand of arrogance. The inevitable was that Malik was going to have her, with or without her participation. The decision, which way it was going to be, was strictly up to her.

Let him. Let him take you there. You can make him understand later.

She was still angry with him. Extremely so. But, they had never had sex in this fashion before. Why, she wasn't sure. It had never come up, she supposed. Her hips tilted against his fingers. She relaxed enough to let his thumb enter her tight dark ring without harm.

She gave him no words. He didn't seem to require any. Amaya buried her face in his sheets. Her fingers curled around the same material, balling it in her fists. She would remember this. His arrogance would be his downfall. This, she silently vowed.

 

[Mav Unlimited]

Amaya

He finally felt her body relax and comply. The tightness around his thumb eased enough to bring a satisfied smile to his face, even though he was still breathing fire. Her willingness to obey had calmed him down slightly as his fingers continued to toy with her opening. She wasn't speaking. He didn't mind. A part of him did, but that part was tucked away for the moment. And it knew he was going to regret his actions later. It just had no idea how much. And in what way.

Her tilted figure went still for a moment as he buried his large forefinger into her tight little arse, slowly pushing it past her anal ring, stretching it slowly but surely. She squeezed him as her muscles contracted. A devilish smile swept across his lips. How tight she would feel around his cock. He couldn't wait. But he needed to take his time with this. It wasn't something that was supposed to be rushed. Even though he had come dangerously close to ruining everything. Not that there was much left to be ruined if one took into account his recent escapades, including this one, which he was yet to realize was going to cost him dearly. But the sheer arrogance inside the man wouldn't let him back away.

His finger wiggled inside her before he began moving it back and forth, lubricated with her own delicious juices. Popping the little prick out, what he did next might have surprised some. His hand that was curled around her thigh moved out to grab her flesh once again where it previously had. Still split open, he raised her body higher into the air, making sure her hands were far away from all his organs as she hung above the bed, her head shoved against the mattress, her ass inches away from his mouth.

"Remember my words, angel. I will be gentle as long as you want me to be."

He stated the fact once again. He wanted to make sure she wasn't tempted to make any wrong moves just because he had released his grip on her somewhat. His teeth couldn't resist digging into the fleshy globe of her ass before his mouth moved between her cheeks. He needed better access to her little pucker. At the moment, he was not sure whether to lower her onto the bed and rim her ass with his tongue, or merely hold her in the air like she was. If he tried the latter, he would have to use his hands to spread her cheeks apart and she would be closer to his private parts than he was comfortable with, given the anger inside her. In the end, he decided to flop her down onto the bed after considering the two different positions and spread her cheeks wide, kneeling to the floor at the edge of the bed and buried his face into her crack, while her legs hung on either side of him as before, pinned down against the bed frame with his elbows.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Malik~

His finger in her backdoor barely stretched her but just the sensation he created by filling that space back there, made her bite his sheets to keep from moaning aloud. She wasn't ready to totally give in to him yet. But she had no clue of what he was about to do. Malik elevated her lower body. This forced her neck into accepting a great deal more strain. It didn't help that Malik decided to sink his teeth into her fleshy globe, making her twitch. Just when she thought she couldn't handle the sustained pressure on her neck, Malik dropped her to the bed. He remained behind her, but must be kneeling on the floor because she felt his fingers on either side of her cheeks, digging into her flesh and pulling them apart.

Amaya's mind, ever active, was half on looking for even the tiniest opening to free herself while the other half was wallowing in sexual arousal. Damn him. He had sealed his future fate. Maybe she had done so for her own as well. There were times to fight against circumstances, when one knew there was a chance of changing it to her advantage. Malik was smart and getting smarter. He wasn't giving her an opportunity to escape him again. Her body tensed as she waited, with inhaled breath and beating heart, for his next move.

 

[Mav Unlimited]

Amaya

Her body was still. For now. Just the way he wanted it. It wouldn't be that way for long though. He would make sure of it. His eyes were eager to see her squirming against his touch. The touch of his tongue. The touch of his fingers. The touch of his patient cock that was silently pulsing underneath even as his tongue licked along the crack of her butt in a slow, deliberate fashion. His fingers dug into the soft curves of her bottom, spreading her cheeks. He had never ventured into that area before. But he was going to eat her ass tonight, before he could fit himself inside her.

Malik's tongue made quick gestures against her puckered little hole as it breathed against his stiff muscle each time she contracted and relaxed her own. His mouth pressed between her cheeks as his tongue probed and wiggled into her tightness slowly but surely. Occasionally he would bring two of his fingers up close to her crotch, slide it over her wetness, making sure she felt the slight pressure he applied against her wanton folds, rubbing them on the way to her other, forbidden entrance, before one of the little digits would begin to tease her tight rose bud, replacing the tongue.

He felt her squeeze his tongue as it licked, suckled, and probed her repeatedly before his finger would slip inside her and wiggle against the tightness, curling once in a while, slowly stretching her for him. She would open up. It would take time, but he knew she would. He brought his mouth away from her derriere for a minute even as his fingers moved further below to check the level of her wetness. He then inserted both fingers into his mouth, sucking hard on them, tasting her.

"Mmmmm...delicious. Are you ready for another finger?"

It was not a question. He was merely stating what he was about to do next.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Malik~

The next thing Amaya felt was his tongue, sliding along that hidden ravine. As it passed over the entrance, she jerked. Involuntarily. The men of her past never bothered to do that. They had been rough and crude, shoving themselves inside her, seeing to their pleasure in a hurry, pulling out and leaving, as if they were ashamed of wanting such a dark thing. Dark? Wanting other men that way, she'd consider dark. His tongue probed her, readying her for something larger. His fingers would work they're way down between her legs, coating them in her fresh wetness before they slipped back, toward the small hole he was diligently working to loosen up. Each time his finger slipped into her, moving slowly back and forth, the more she relaxed. It was still wrong! She was still very upset with him, but his sensual assault on her body and senses, was swaying her into a different frame of mind.

Another finger? Why?

All she could do was lie there, silent. Waiting. Hoping for a chance to present itself so she could escape. This time, she needed to be sure he couldn't catch her so quickly. She needed to be able to get the door open. What she hadn't counted on was what he was making her body feel or that her body would succomb to his wicked seduction. She was fighting a losing battle and she knew it.

 

[Mav Unlimited]

Amaya

She might have had other men in there before. But nothing was going to prepare her for Malik when he entered her. Except maybe himself. Her tightness needed to be fully stretched, lubed, and prepared for him if she was going to enjoy it. If both of them were going to enjoy it. The pleasure was just as, if not more important as the pain accompanying it. They already had a lot of pain inside each of them. This needed to be pleasurable.

His tongue made delicate inroads between the curves of her buttocks. His finger began to ease in and out of her. It was time to stretch her some more. A second finger began probing her crack, trying to slip next to the first one as he moved his mouth slightly lower and reached his tongue to lick the wetness from her folds. He was not going to relax. If she thought for a moment that this lovely onslaught was going to stop or that he was somehow going to lose himself in the process, giving her that small chance to turn the tables, she was sadly mistaken.

Two fingers pushed roughly this time as they stretched her anal ring wider, wiggling into her bottom even as his tongue pressed against her dripping heat and tasted the fresh juice that was being extracted by his ministrations. His other hand was firmly gripping the back of her thigh, fingers extended half way over the cheek of her buttock. She was getting ready for him. Malik growled as his fingers dug into the chunky meat of her ass cheek before they moved away only for his hand to land back against her cheek with a loud smack just as his face moved away from her crotch.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Malik~

His tongue probed and licked. When his tongue wasn't there, his finger was, sliding in and out of her effortlessly. The sudden approach of a second finger being introduced into her tight backdoor was offset by his tongue slipping down to lap at the wetness dripping from her folds. If this was a deliberate misdirection, it was working. She squirmed against his tongue at the same time she felt the second finger join the first one and they both pushed against her anal opening firmly. The combination of stretching her open and his tongue lapping at her had Amaya pressing her lower body upward and back, toward Malik's fingers and face.

The loud crack, caused by his other hand landing with force on her ass cheek, ground her clit into the edge of the bed and made her whimper. His fingers were still lodged inside her. Heat and pain, light as it might be, warmed her in other places beyond the round globe of her ass. It was growing, the need to have him driving into her body over and over, making her cry out while listening to him growl his pleasure. She. Would. Not. Beg.