Zy's Private Bedroom

Zy having run off, he stalks in with a wicked grin, licking his thoughtfully. He glances around. Hmm...oh, Zy? Zydrate? He chuckles evilly, plans of what he's going to do her already running through his mind. Come out, come out, wherever you are...
 
Zy having run off, he stalks in with a wicked grin, licking his thoughtfully. He glances around. Hmm...oh, Zy? Zydrate? He chuckles evilly, plans of what he's going to do her already running through his mind. Come out, come out, wherever you are...

Hmm?

she forgets she's supposed to be hiding as she gives up her position...

Oops!

tries to hide again but suddenly feels she's too late
 
Hmm?

she forgets she's supposed to be hiding as she gives up her position...

Oops!

tries to hide again but suddenly feels she's too late

He grins as he hears her and he darts over to where she is, shrinking back into a corner. In a flash, he has a grip on her, pulling her back against him. He looked down at her, smiling evilly, as he pressed her petite body back against his, a hand sliding to her chest, cupping at her breast through her shirt. His mouth pressed down into her ear, his breath hot on her skin as he whispered against her.

What a wicked little naughty girl. He laughed and then ran his lips against the side of her neck. You're so going to get it...
 
He grins as he hears her and he darts over to where she is, shrinking back into a corner. In a flash, he has a grip on her, pulling her back against him. He looked down at her, smiling evilly, as he pressed her petite body back against his, a hand sliding to her chest, cupping at her breast through her shirt. His mouth pressed down into her ear, his breath hot on her skin as he whispered against her.

What a wicked little naughty girl. He laughed and then ran his lips against the side of her neck. You're so going to get it...

she shrieks but it's quickly cut off as she feels his lips against her...she's sure she can feel his heart pounding against her back...or perhaps it's her own ready to pound itself out of her chest....

I'm going to get it? shes mocks him

Pfft...like what are you going to do about it?
 
she shrieks but it's quickly cut off as she feels his lips against her...she's sure she can feel his heart pounding against her back...or perhaps it's her own ready to pound itself out of her chest....

I'm going to get it? shes mocks him

Pfft...like what are you going to do about it?

He laughed as she put on a brave face, mocking him. He shook his head slightly against her as he squeezed her breast through her top. He wiggled up against her ass, hard enough for her to feel the full length of his hard cock against her. He was running his tongue against her skin lightly and then whispered against.

I'm going to make you my little bitch. That's what I'm going to do. He then gave a rough yank on her hair, tilting her head back, and his hand found a hardening nipple through her top. He pinched it, hard, and then used it as a handle to steer her with, until he had her turned around facing the bed. He bent her over it and shoving her face down into the sheets. His hand then came back and landed on her ass.

You like it when I do that, don't you? He ignored her struggles as he spanked her again, loving the sounds she made.
 
with hard intake of breath, she feels him as he pushes against her, her senses finally coming about making her realize what position she's got herself in....something should've told her to stop but as usual, she speaks before she thinks....

You thi--

she's cut off as she feels him squeezing her breast...not a gentle squeeze but hard, making her whimper in between her own words

...think you can---

"I'm going to make you my little bitch. That's what I'm going to do."

again, she's cut off when she feels him tug at her hair and push her down...before she can properly react, she feels a sharp pain against her ass, the sound almost deafening...

"You like it when I do that, don't you?"

NO! Yes! Her mind screams...
 
No? his hand comes down on her ass, the sound ringing out again. No, you don't like it when I grab you and take what I want from you? He spanked her again. Don't like it when I fuck you into submission like a wicked slut?

His hand reached around her waist to the fastening of her skirt. He wrestled her arms out of the way, ignoring her weak, useless struggles. He was the king of the moment, he was in charge of her right now, right here. He gave her arm a slight twist to discourage her from struggling any more, and then his fingers had yanked down the zipper on her skirt, and he slide it off her hips until it fell down to pool at her ankles. He smiled as he looked at her lovely ass in front of him, and the thong that was the last barrier for him. And what kind of slut wears something like this beneath her skirt?

His hand clapped down on her bare ass one more time, hard enough to leave a red handprint, and then he twisted her over onto her back, so that she was bent backward this time, her legs still uselessly over the floor. He looked down into her eyes as he grabbed her hands and pinned them down on either side of her head, leaning forward so his body halfway pinned her into place.

And you like being made to do exactly what I say, don't you?
 
No?

"NO!" she repeats.

her mind screams...YES!!

No, you don't like it when I grab you and take what I want from you?

"NO!"

YES

Don't like it when I fuck you into submission like a wicked slut?

"NO!"

YES

And what kind of slut wears something like this beneath her skirt?

The fabric of her thong is ripped off in a gesture that's not friendly, making her yelp in pain and surprise as it's torn off violently....

And you like being made to do exactly what I say, don't you?

Again, her mind is saying Yes....no....

Her head shakes from side to side, knowing all too well there is no reasoning with him, "I like it..."

NO!! You love it!

She has no leverage against him with the position he has her in...no amount of begging, crying, fighting or struggling is going to stop him...she's in too far...
 
His hands had hers pinned down on either side of her head. He had her soft body trapped beneath his, bare from the waist down, her legs lightly spread as she was bent over backwardly uncomfortably. He was holding her eyes in his gaze as he looked down at her. His lips were practically pressed against hers as he spoke, his breath hot against her mouth. "Yes...you do like it. And like fighting back, so I'm forced to abuse you every little time."

He chuckled and then his hands reached down and peeled at her top suddenly, lifting it up over her head. He got it over her face and then left it against her outstretched arms, giving it a slight twist to keep her tangled too much to finish extracting it easily. Not that she seemed to try too hard to free her hands. She was left wearing just her bra, the last garment fully on her body, and he watched as her chest heaved up and down while she breathed, looking up at him. He cupped his hand under her cheek and held her face still before lowering his mouth toward hers, taking her lips in a forced kiss.

He held that kiss for a few moments, demonstrating his power to take anything he wanted from her, and then he reached down with his free hand, between her thighs, to clap his hand up against her bare sex, providing that slight tingle of pleasure amidst pain on her most sensitive flesh. He broke his kiss to look back into her entranced eyes, his hand still forcefully on her chin, looking at her face. He began stroking the lips of her sex with two fingers, sliding up and down, finding the wetness seeping out slowly. "Now...are you going to do exactly what I say?" He grinned wickedly as he penetrated into her with one finger, gently stroking at her.
 
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