lovesickpup

“baby?” you called out into the darkness for your boyfriend, reaching out to feel his strong arm. “i’m here.” he says, giving you a light touch as well. you dig in your pocket for your phone, fidgeting with it to open up the flashlight ; and when you shined the light, your boyfriend was gone.

the power soon flickered back on, leaving you standing in the middle of the main room, alone and stunned. “where did you go?” you ask with a little laugh, trying to play it off as if this were just another one of his pranks, and he would pop out from around a corner and scare the shit out of you ; but your heart sank when you heard the bedroom door shut.

you slowly made your way to the door, holding your breath as you turned the knob, pushing the door all the way open. your eyes left the doorway only to look at the main entrance for a second. door was still locked. still holding your breath, you make your way into the bedroom, stepping in and doing a full circle to check. nothing. so you creep over to the little bathroom, hands now shaking, stomach doing flips. you look into the mirror, seeing a figure behind you in a mask.

he wastes no time rushing you, pushing your hips harshly against the porcelain sink, gripping them with his large hands. you can feel his cock against your ass already, the combination of your lack of pants and thin panties giving you an idea of what’s to come, but where’s your boyfriend?

“please stop! i have a boyfriend!” you cry out, hands pushing against the counter, gripping at his hands and trying to pull at his fingers, but he doesn’t seem to care, grunting a quick, “fuck your boyfriend.” before grabbing a fist full of your hair and making you look at yourself in the mirror. “you’re mine now.”

he pushes his body weight against you, freeing up his other hand to reach around and pry your pretty mouth open, slipping two fingers in. “mmm just like that.” his voice is low, and muffled by the mask, but it still sends chills up your spine. you watch as you’re violated by this masked man. his touch seems familiar, but still feels dirty, but it’s guilty and exciting.

“you’re gonna take this cock.” he growls, releasing the grip he had on your hair, to fidget with the button on his pants. a finger slides over the wet spot on your panties, earning a hum from the masked man. “and you’re gonna like it, aren’t you, slut? you’re already wet for me.” his fingers play with the hem of your panties, pushing them to the side, taking the wet fingers from your mouth and plunging them right into your hole.

your body starts to go limp in his grasp, fingers pumping in and out of you slowly, making sure you can feel every bump and ridge, in and out. your mind in a haze, until his fingers leave, leaving you feeling empty ; only to thrust his cock inside, earning a gasp from you, your legs buckling due to the pain radiating from your cunt. “that’s it baby. take all of it.” he sinks down into you with another throaty hum. you can feel your pussy clench around him, dripping wet from being manhandled.

he only gives you a minute to settle in, and grow used to the stretching feeling in your lower region before he pulls back slowly, pushing his cock back in with a shuttered breath. he loves watching you squirm and cry beneath him, begging him to stop, but you both know that’s not what you want. his thrusts become harsher, now moving at a rhythmic pace.

“please!” you beg through tears, feeling a hand snake around your neck, lifting your head so that you were staring straight into the mirror once more. “please what, whore? please stop? please more? use your words.” he growls, free hand slipping up your shirt to toy with your already hardened nipple. “please — fuck.” you gasp, his hands cold but they feel good. did you want him to stop? no. you wanted more. “words, baby.” he gives your breast a harsh grip, rolling your bud between his fingers as he did so. “more please!” you cry out, clenching around him once more.

he obliges, continuing his relentless pace, pounding your now sore pussy. “c’mon baby, cum on my cock.” he growls, the hand that was toying with your soft breasts works its way down to your clit, rubbing slow circles at first. you can feel your cunt twitch at the new sensation, which alerts him you’re close. “cum for me.” he demands, fingers picking up their pace on your clit. you feel pleasure pooling up in your belly before the final release.

tears trickling down your face, pussy clenching in rhythms with the pounding of his cock, gushing around him. you can feel how hot and tight it is, your legs shaking from the pleasure, just before he dumps his load inside. he rather enjoys fucking his cum into you, causing it to drip down the backs of your thighs. he pushes up your shirt, hands now rubbing your back and your ass so lovingly.

“you did such a good job for me baby.” he hummed, finally discarding the mask to place a few soft kisses to your shoulders. you realize it was your dom this whole time and butterflies fill your stomach. “i didn’t scare you, did i?” he asks, pulling his cock out finally, leaving you empty once more. you give him a slight head shake, before turning around to wrap your arms around his torso. “i enjoyed myself.” you giggle as he begins to pepper kisses all over your face. “me too.” what a pleasant weekend getaway.