"Don't move" he said icily as he walked away.
She continued whimpering as she heard him walk away.
Oh! What was he doing to her? She couldn't explain it. What has she done to deserve this?
Her thighs were hurting, in-between her legs hurting as hell.
And the tiny little @sshole he had explored a while ago.
Bit by bit, the pains were beginning to lessen as he allowed it cool off. And after a while, she felt his presence again.
Oh God! No.
Her whimperings and sniffling returned as her heart started playing party drums again. He was back; and was going to hurt her again.
Oh God! He was going to hurt her again!
Khalid climbed up the bed behind her
and balancd in his usual position. He
could see how her legs shook and her
body tensed as he touched her.
She wanted to beg him, but couldn't. He
doesn't listen to please. Never.
He spread her legs apart and went into her again, using the normal hole this time around.
Octavia felt the sore pain of the re-penetration, but thankfully, it wasn't as severe as first.
She only gave a soft cry as she buried her face on the bed, muffling against the sheets.
His balls bounced and touched her clit
as he drillied earnestly into her.
The penetration was deep and as he increased his pace, Octavia found herself moaning out again.
Soon, he grabbed her hair and pulled it so hard, she let out a light scream.
"Stop it... please" she whimpered, this time around, referring to her hurting hair.
He was pulling it too hard.
His grip lessoned a bit and soon,he let
go of the hair and reached for her small b0obs instead.
He squeezed them and puled her nipple.
"Ah!" She shirked when the nipple hurt.
"Master..."
Her voice trailed off.
After a while, he pulled out of her and made her and turned her over on the bed, making her lie on her back.
She took in nervous deep breaths as she
was able to spot his face. But due to the darkness in the room, she couldn't get a clear image.
He lifted her legs upwards, so they were
almost touching her face. And then, he
went into her in that position, smoothly.
She shut her eyes and threw her head backwards as she felt him burried deep inside of her.
He leaned closer to her, his hands
beside her hair, as he thrusted roughly
into her honeypot which was facing him
directly, giving him a swift entrance.
They were both breathing hard, Octavia's
the loudest.
She didn't know where the courage came from, but suddenly, she lifted her hands to his back and held him tight.
"Master.." Her voice cracked.
She didn't even know what to do.
Khalid let out a grunt at the contact, but
the perfect thrust he was getting was too special to alter it. And so, he let her be.
He moved his chest back a bit so be
could see her honeypot clearly and with
that, he used his thumb to roll her clit.
"Oh... please!" She vibrated under the sensation.
He rolled her clit continuously while drilling into her and Octavia found herself almost screaming it was bringing an entirely new feeling to her, a crazy feeling.
"Master." She swallowed hard again.
Suddenly, she felt him slip a finger into the little space left of her already occupied v@gina and her eyes widened in shock.
"Ah!" She threw her head backwards and shirked.
That way, his finger and d**k were both in her.
"Please... please" she moaned out in pleasure. Yes, in pleasure. And a little bit of pain.
He slipped out the finger and pulled his
d**k out of her as well and Octavia let
out a deep gasp.
"Get on your knees and give me your back" he said in a grunt and with shaky legs, she did so.
She turns around and gave him the doggy style and shortly, she felt him going into her @sshole again.
"No...No" she shifted uncomfortably, but he was strong enough to make sure she
didn't leave his grasp.
"Stay stilI, Octavia" his voice was rough
and somehow, they seemed to have
effect on her as she suddenly became
still and stopped struggling.
But her whimperings didn't stop.
He started pounding into the tiny hole,
making it stretch as much as he wanted
and Octavia felt so hurt by bit. But bit by
bit, she felt the pains subsiding.
He pulled out when he had enough and
slid back into her v@gina once more.
This time around, he lasted more in that
position and Octavia didn't know how
long it took before her knees finally gave out and she finally fell on her tummy.
It didn't stop Khalid anyway, as he
leaned forward and continues thrusting
in and out of her - to his own pleasure.
"Master.. Please! Please!" Her tiny voice
cried out.
She could tell she had already reached
climax and released already, and she
couldn't understand why he was still
having such energy.
Her thighs were hurting badly, and soo
were in-between her legs.
She lifted her hand to his chest and tried
pushing him off, but couldn't and she
finally had a burst.
"I'm sorry... Please" she cried.
"I'm sorry for hurting Becca. Please..."
Tears streamed down her cheeks and
Khalid stared at her in disbelief.
And at that moment, a question nigggled at the back of his mind: Was he really doing this for Becca?
Suddenly, he ejaculated and finally pulled out of her and Octavia found herself whimpering more and taking deep breaths.
"Oh.." she cried softly as she turned to lie on her sides.
Her back ached; her legs were hurting.
Everything about her was hurting.
She sniveled like a baby, squeezing the pillow tight.
And suddenly, to her greatest shock, she felt Khalid's hand wrap around her waist from behind.
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To be continued!