I am scared and He knows it. I feel so very out of control. He is manipulating me to His desire and is enjoying me bending to His will. We are both surprised at the lines being crossed and the lust being uncovered. It hurts. It still hurts so good.

'Sarah?' He says and He smiles at the way it makes me jump. He smiles at the look of longing in my eyes and the knowledge that He is the cause.

'Is your pussy still hot and swollen?' He asks and He grins at the way I hide my embarrassment that it is.

'Don't blush, little one.' He whispers while His fingers lift my chin, and His mouth takes possession of my neck. 'I like that my girl is so controlled by her lust. I like that she saves it all for me.'

'Rape me?' I beg. 'Please rape me?' I plead in a voice so thick with need that I barely know it as my own. His hands tease and taunt. My body is His plaything to explore. My nipples press into His fingers and I have no control over the noises that escape me.

'Mmmmmmm my greedy little whore, do you hunger for me? Does the slut need to be fed?' He says as He drags me from the chair and pushes me to the floor.

'Mac, please?' I whimper and His lips are at my neck while His hands force my legs open.

'Oh baby,' He chides. 'I have so much work to do and look at you. Can you feel how wet you are?' His fingers pry and push, stretching me, bruising me with their insistence.

'Please Mac? I need You.' I groan as He uses my wetness to lubricate my ass.

'Christ girl, can you smell your cunt?' He whispers right next to my ear and my hips raise up to grind me into the hand fucking me. His teeth are nipping at my neck. His fingers are fucking my ass and cunt. His cock is pressing hard against my thigh.

His cock is pressing hard against my thigh.

His cock is pressing hard...

I grunt and He bites. I scream and He pushes His fingers deeper inside. I pant and He fucks me through the writhing of my orgasm. Then His fingers are gone and His body crushes mine.

'Don't hurt me.' I gasp as His cock pushes its way inside me. 'Please.' I whimper as already His thrusts go deeper than they should. 'Please?' I moan. 'Please. Don't stop.' And I scream into His mouth as the pain deepens in my groin. His tongue invades my mind. I can't think. The pain. It hurts. It hurts. Oh please. Oh god. It hurts. Stop. Don't stop. Oh god I need it. Oh please. Oh please. Ohhh...

His fingers press into my neck and I shudder.

'Give it to me.' He demands.

It is Yours.

'Give me your lust girl.'

You own it.

'Give me your desire.'

You command it.

'Give it to me, bitch.'

Take it. I belong to You.

'Christ Sarah. I can't wait. I can't. I am going to come.'

His need feeds mine as the world blackens around the edges. He releases my throat and the air rushes back into my lungs. It hurts. It hurts so badly that the orgasm is torn from me and my body is ripped open, so vulnerable and raw. He feels so hard, so hot inside me and I want to push Him out and I hold on to Him tighter so that He won't go.

'I have to.' He whispers and I know it is the truth and I force myself to break my grip. He leaves me bruised and weeping on the floor. It hurts. I hurt so bad.

Please don't ever let Him stop loving me this way.