Full-body at full-force, hurtling into me like a weapon.
I take one step back, hands instinctively catching her by her bare ass as her mouth slams into mine.
Her kiss is untamed, fingers tearing at my hair, tugging hard, anchoring herself to the madness she just dove headfirst into. She moans against my lips, twitching her hips, rubbing her needy, wet pussy over my abs.
I growl in response, low and deep, my fingers digging into her ass so hard she gasps, nails scraping down my leather jacket like she’s trying to peel me open.
Her mouth finds mine again, but this time she bites, sinking her teeth into my bottom lip until I taste blood, until it drips down my chin. My brows knit, the sting cutting through the haze, but I don’t pull away.
She drags it back with a soothing suck, eyes burning as she leans in close, her breath hot against my mouth.
“Do it again,” she whispers, voice shaking but steady enough to make me lose it. “Fucking. Ruin me.”
I don’t wait—I rush forward, crashing through the chains before her back smashes into the wardrobe mirror behind her. It shatters on collision, her head slamming against the glass as a yelps pulled from her lips.
I press into her hard, pinning her by my hips and haul my leather jacket down my arms in a hurry, letting it drop to my feet.
Both my shaky hands find her neck, like it’s an irresistible pull, tightening around her throat as I crash my mouth against hers, breathing her in like she’s my fucking oxygen.
She reaches down for my belt, fumbling with it, her hands eager to have me inside her, but I can’t. I need her to live. And I have other plans to ruin her.
Without a warning, I grab her wrists, slamming them above her head, the movement swift and sharp. I hold both in one hand, the pressure almost cruel, while I reach up with the other, fingers curling around a cold chain that hangs from the ceiling.
I pull it down and wrap it around her wrists, tightening both together until the cold steel bites into her skin, locking her in place, unescapable. She watches with those wide, eyes of hers, never leaving mine as I work.
As soon as I step back, she crumples to her knees, like something inside her is breaking… just to be reborn under my control. Her arms stretch above her, bound and trembling, as if she’s offering herself to whatever version of her I decide to break next.
Breathing heavily, barely holding in this beast that’s coiling inside me like fire and oil, I lean down, grab her waist, and turn her like a broken doll.
Now she’s facing the mirror, she doesn’t look away, her eyes locking onto her reflection, seeing herself the wayIsee her and what I’ve made her.
My little corpse.
But she’s about to be hollowed the fuck out and turned into my very own slutty little hand puppet tonight.
It’s gonna hurt so fucking bad, she’ll forget where the pain ends, and the pleasure begins. She won’t even remember what agony tastes like without the sweet, twisted trail of ecstasy bleeding through its wake once I’m done.
I reach for another chain, but this one’s slightly thinner, and it has a large, silver hook dangling at its end like bait on a line. I unlatch it from the ceiling and kneel, positioning myself at her back like a shadow.
After weaving the chain around the front of her throat, I trail it down her back and connect it to the hook, drawing it tight, but not enough to choke, yet. Just enough to keep her restricted.
She wants to see and feel what I really am? When things get so fucking dark there’s no stopping how far I’ll go? Well, she’s going to witness exactly what she’s starting to enjoy at it max compacity.
She’s about to be pushed to every boundary her beautiful body can endure. And she’ll have no choice but to fucking surrender to it. To surrender to me.
My hand finds her exposed pussy from underneath, and her open thighs shudder, a small whimper leaving her. I smear her come over both her holes, back to front, to get her nice and wet before I suddenly shove two of my fingers deep inside her asshole with no warning.
As soon as she screams, my free hand slaps over her mouth, silencing her. Her body trembles and attempts to reject the invasion, but I give it no choice to obey by continuously shoving them in and out, with no care, coiling and twisting roughly until it’s forced to be accepting.
This is for her own good. She needs to be at least a little bit gaped, or this will be horrific for her. Although it will be anyway, this is the more merciful option.
Adding a third, I shove her forward until her face hits into the shattered mirror, followed by her small groan. With my other hand, I rip my belt open and tug my zipper down, feeling the overpowering need to free myself, so I can fucking breathe.
Tugging my stiff, restricted cock free, I let out a shuddering exhale.
As I jerk myself off, running my hand over the spikes on my heavy, throbbing shaft, I continue to destroy her asshole. I claw my fingers so far inside her, I begin having disturbed fantasies about forcing my entire hand and arm so far up her ass that I could possibly rip her fucking intestines out, breaking the laws of anatomy and my fucking sanity.
My forehead crashes against her back, red eyes closing as her screams tear through me, splitting open something primal. It sends me spiraling out of control, out of time and into another dimension where nothing exists but this.