Fated To Three, And I Broke Them All

Gigi:

I was trying hard to keep my moans from escaping, but my legs were already giving me away.

He sucked on my breast for nearly ten minutes, long enough that the skin around my areola began to itch. I was sure he was leaving it sore.

Then he shifted his attention to my other breast.

My hand instantly reached for the back of his head, and I ran my fingers through his hair, gently rubbing his scalp.

As he sucked on my nipple, I shifted beneath him until I was lying flat on the couch.

He moved over me and spread my legs so he could settle between them.

The way he sucked my nipples was painful, but pleasurable at the same time.

He caught one between his teeth and bit down, making me moan as my back arched beneath him.

He was rough, which was something I adored.

One of his large hands closed over my breast. He pinched and twisted my nipple between his fingers, clearly intending to cause more pain than pleasure.

Little did he know, that was exactly how I liked it.

Finally, he pulled away, and I watched him lick his lower lip. He was no longer smirking.

I stared at his face as he drew back. Then, without a word, he suddenly got up and went to his bedroom.

I immediately sat up, trying to fix the cups of my dress. Confusion washed over me, followed by a flicker of regret for betraying Ragnar, Theodore, and Jaguar. Then I remembered how they had treated me.

This was my revenge on them.

They had done this. They had pushed me into another man’s arms.

While I was thinking about all of that, I suddenly felt his presence behind me. He leaned toward me, and I felt his tie being wrapped around me as his hands settled over my breasts.

Standing behind the couch, he grabbed both straps of my dress and pulled them aside with so much force that part of the dress ripped. Then he let the straps fall from my shoulders, leaving my upper body exposed.

I felt a tug around my right breast. He had wrapped his tie around its base.

He pulled the tie back and forth a few times before twisting it and tying a knot, making me gasp. The pressure around my breast was painful.

Then he did the same to the other one.

Both breasts were exposed, with the tie tightly wrapped around their bases. The pressure was making them red, and I worried they might even turn purple.

He moved around the couch and came toward me again. He grabbed the hair at the back of my head with one hand and lifted one of my bound breasts with the other.

I was in shock. He was so aggressive.

He forced my head down while lifting my breast toward my face, trying to bring my nipple within reach of my mouth.

I understood what he wanted me to do.

I stuck out my tongue and licked my nipple.

”Yes, just like that. Good girl,” he commented in a husky voice.

My breasts were beginning to ache from the pressure of the tie, but I didn’t complain.

I licked my nipple for a few seconds before he released my head. Then he pinched my breasts. They were already under so much pressure from the tie that the added pain felt almost unbearable.

He then grabbed my dress along with my panties and pulled them off my legs, making me fall onto my back. He tossed the dress aside.

I lay there in shock, watching how aggressive he was. I liked this kind of stuff. I had wanted Ragnar to do things like this, but he never did.

Now Rocky grabbed my knees and pulled them apart, exposing my vagina to him.

I wasn’t shy. I wasn’t hesitant. I loved my body, so I liked it when he licked his fingers and slapped my pussy so hard that a gasp escaped my lips.

Then he slapped it again. And again.

”You’ve been a naughty girl,” he commented.

One of his hands moved to my neck, his fingers wrapping around it while he continued slapping my pussy.

”What are you doing around here? I heard you’re trying to act innocent, but you’re not.”

With that, he slapped me so hard that my breath caught in my throat.

”You like punishing others, don’t you?”

With those words, he placed three fingers over my vagina and began rubbing it so aggressively that his fingers repeatedly slapped against my labial lips.

”You like it, don’t you?” he grunted, pushing his middle finger inside me and twisting it.

”Tell me, do you like this too?”

He pushed another finger inside and twisted it before starting to fuck me with his hand.

He wasn’t gentle. He made sure his entire hand struck against my pussy, as if he wasn’t fucking me with his fingers but punching against it.

He kept doing it repeatedly before finally letting go of my neck.

Then he shifted closer to my pussy. With both hands, he gripped my labial lips between his fingers and nails and pulled them apart.

”Oh, look at that. Your pussy is clenching so hard,” he commented.

He lowered his head and licked the inside in a circle, making my eyes widen in shock.

”Let’s fuck you today. What do you say?” he said, getting up with a chuckle.

But instead of taking off his pants, he seemed to have other plans.

I watched him take several steps backward, his eyes remaining on me until he reached a table in the living room.

He opened the drawer and pulled out a dildo.

I didn’t hesitate or shy away. I stayed where I was, watching as he returned to me and placed the tip of the dildo against my pussy.

”Something tells me you’ve never been fucked like this before,” he said seductively, rubbing the dildo all around my pussy and making me ache for it.

”Come on, shove it in,” I insisted, watching him smirk at my desire.