He is biting my flesh and pinching it tightly.
He is lifting his blood covered fingertips to my mouth and I lick them completely clean.
He is stretching my insides with his fists. Smacking my cunt and whispering into my ear.
"Such a pretty good girl. My girl"
He fucks me on my knees and I come.
He drags me downstairs and smokes a cigarette. I sit at his feet. I fetch him a drink. I wait attentively.
He lifts me up by my chin and spits in my face.
He smacks me back and forth hand until I cry.
He takes me back upstairs and throws me onto the bed, his hands wrapped tightly around my throat.
"I could just squeeze this pretty little head off"
I smirk crosses my face and he smiles back at me. He picks me up by my hair and flings me forward, onto my knees thrusting his fingers into my bottom.
He pulls me back by my hair again and jams these fingers into my mouth. This continues endlessly before he penetrates me again and an orgasm crashes through me.
I am snivelling and shaking, and this is barely half of what I can't remember.
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