“What did I just say? Don’t lie.”
“Sorry; yes, it does.” She clears her throat.
“Good. It’s supposed to. That means you’re finally learning not to be defiant.”
I rub her painful skin until she’s relaxed, and then I lower my hand all the way down her legs, stroking her softly. My cock begins to twitch in my pants at the sight of her pussy, which is begging me to touch it. I can clearly see the wetness glistening in her tiny hole, making me bite my lip ring.
“Hmm … I spy, I spy … a wet pussy.” A half laugh, half groan escapes from my mouth as my finger slides just past her slickness causing her to sway to the side my finger is.
“Oh … you like that now?” I muse.
“No …” she mutters.
I slap her hard, and a moan hitches in her throat. “I mean, yes.”
“Yes, indeed …” I say, grinning. “Do you feel that, Princess?” With one finger, I touch her entrance and cause her to gasp. “Your body wants this.”
She shakes her head but keeps her lips sealed.
“You can deny it all you want, but I can see you shaking with need. You want my finger here.” I push inside, feeling her wet flesh surround me for the first time in years, and fuck … it feels amazing.
“Oh …” she moans.
“Yes,” I growl, teasing her pussy with my finger. “You want this.”
“No …” she murmurs.
“Keep telling yourself that, and you might actually start believing it,” I muse.
I stroke her slit with my thumb, which is getting wetter by the second. “Wet already, Princess? Not so proper now, are we?”
She groans, but no words come out. I suspect she’s still fighting the urge to enjoy this, which is good. It’s exactly what I want. Her to feel vulnerable, punished, and humiliated. This is exactly the kind of fate that she deserves after seducing me all those years ago. This is the pain she needs.
“So bad, Princess, so bad. Your pussy wants to be fucked so badly.” I smear her wetness all over her pussy. “Do you like being bad?”
“No,” she huffs, her hands trembling with need.
I slap her ass, making her bounce up and down on the top of the cage. “Ow!” she says.
“That’s what you get for lying.”
“Fine, I like being bad. I’ll just say whatever you want to hear. That’s what you want, isn’t it?”
“No, I want to hear the truth!” I say, and then I stick a whole finger into her pussy.
Her moan is so loud that it makes my cock push against my pants, eager to pump some sense into her.
“Holy shit,” she murmurs as I start to thrust in and out of her pussy, my finger coated in slickness.
“See? It’s not that hard to admit it.”
“Oh, fuck off,” she mutters.
I laugh. “Keep that fakery up, Princess. It’ll only make me want to punish you more.”
I push in another finger and fuck her hard and fast, causing her to shiver. Goosebumps cover her skin, and her breath comes in short gasps. I can feel her muscles contracting, so I take out my finger right before she explodes.
“Ah …” she moans. “Why did you stop?”
I slap her other ass cheek. “Don’t fucking ask questions you don’t deserve to ask.”
“Isn’t this what you want? To humiliate me? Well, you succeeded all right.”
I smirk. “You wish that was the only thing on my mind. No, I have much more planned, but first, I’m going to enjoy the soft flesh of your pussy. Now tell me, Vanessa, what is it that you want me to do?”
She turns her head toward me, frowning. “What? Why are you asking me?”
I smile at her. “Simple. Who gets to live or die? You know what I want, but are you willing to go there?”
She swallows, visibly shaken. She blinks and takes a few breaths. “I want … you to fuck me.”
I narrow my eyes, gazing into hers with equal passion … a passionate hatred. It shoots from her eyes like arrows directed straight to my heart. Too bad mine was ripped out long ago.
“Good choice, sweet cheeks,” I say. “Finally making the right decisions, I see.”
“Oh, fuck you,” she says.
“Such a potty mouth, too,” I muse, licking my lips.
“Just for you,” she scoffs.
I grin, bringing my finger to my lips to taste her sweetness. I can’t help but groan when I taste her on my tongue. She tastes just like I remember … delicious.
Toxic.
The smile on my face dissipates as I remember why I’m here in the first place.
I want to fuck her.
I want to break her.
I want to throw her into the abyss.
Taste her … kill her … put her down where she belongs.
I want it all, and I’ll get it right fucking now.
CHAPTER 16
PHOENIX
Unbuttoning my pants and pulling down the zipper, I let my cock out of its prison. It springs free, ready for action. The moment I throw off my pants, her head turns toward me as if she can smell the lust coming from me. Fear and a hint of desire seep from her eyes, as she braces herself against the bars. She’ll need the support.
I’m going to fucking tear her soul out.
“I’m so fucking hungry for your ass,” I murmur, grabbing her legs and pulling her close.
“Wait,” she mutters.
I slap her hard. “No.”
“What about protection?”
I shake my head, confused. “You think I got something? Wow, you’re something special, you know that, Princess?”
She swallows. “You’re the one who didn’t trust me back at the party, when we …” She stops talking, which I assume is because she doesn’t want to remember the fact that she was desperate for my cock only a few years back, when we fucked during the party her husband didn’t survive.
“And I still don’t trust you,” I say, reaching into my pocket to take out a condom. “Do you think I’m stupid?”
“Yeah.”
I spank her again, this time so hard that her cry goes through marrow and bone. Lovely. “You don’t mean that.”
“Fuck you! Maybe I do,” she hisses.
I put on the condom. “No, you just want to tell yourself that because you hate admitting that you used to like me before all of this went down.”
“Just get it over with already.”
“Aw … are you afraid?” I ask, probing her pussy with my cock, making her gasp. “Afraid you might enjoy this?”
“Fu—”
She doesn’t get to finish her sentence because I thrust into her pussy so hard it makes my cock pulse with just one push. Goddammit, she feels so fucking nice. So fucking tight … just how I remember it.
“Still as tight as ever, Princess,” I muse. “And so wet …hmm … makes me want to have a taste later on.” I pull out and thrust back in, causing her to moan. “Maybe I will … if you behave.”
“What?” she gasps.
I grab her juicy ass to hold onto and smack into her again. “You fucking heard me,” I growl. “Take it like a good girl, and maybe I’ll reward you with a lick.”
Her hips buck with my pumps, her head almost banging against the bars, as I’m unable to control myself. Feeling her pussy around my cock is the wet dream I’ve been having for years. Only usually, I ended up killing her afterward. But I won’t let myself go that far … yet.
I want to enjoy her a little longer, push her a little further, so she’ll break right in my arms. So I’ll be her only witness when she falls apart. And when the job is done, and all that’s left is an empty shell, I’ll finish it once and for all.
I spank the side of her ass over and over again until it’s bright red and she’s screaming with tears running down her cheek. “Yes! Scream for me, Princess.”
She immediately smashes her lips together, but I can still hear the noises she makes. I know it’s hard for her not to make a sound when I’m riding her like this. I tighten my grip on the belt, pulling back so her head is up and she can feel the pressure on her throat.
“Like that, you little bitch?” I growl, fucking her hard.
“I liked Princess better,” she jests, taking a breath between each word because I’m pumping into her so hard.