#tw.slapping

TAIJU loves to fuck his pretty girl dumb. Hearing your salacious moans, scandalously akin to all those women on porn videos he used to watch in secret, was an aphrodisiac in itself. The way your cunt’s searing gummy walls hugged his big cock was even far more of an amazing feat, especially when you were genuinely in a dazed state. Those women on scripted adult films held no candle to you—eyes crossed, tits bouncing, tongue lolled out with drool dripping on your chin. Desperate to feel each and every vein, curve and inch of his cock to the point his mushroom tip was touching your cervix. As if you couldn't live without it. His dumb little horny bunny.

“Gonna cum? Gonna cream around this cock that you love so much? Don’t pass out on me now.”

Eating your pussy was like therapy for TAIJU. After a long day of managing his business, helping around and making sure everything doesn't go up in smoke, he needed to wind down. And what better way than to feast on the dessert waiting for him back home that was accessible anytime for him. Head in between your soft thighs, he swears he could die right there and never complain. Your taste was equally as divine of heaven’s gates opening up to a mere human such as he.

“Taste so so good, baby. All for me, yeah? Daddy's slutty cunt?”

Whenever TAIJU wasn't busy running his high-end restaurant, he’s either teaching you how to cook, assisting you on today’s breakfast—or sinking his thick cock into your welcoming cunt that always had no problem taking his thick girth. Your pants and whines falling freely out of your loose lips, holding onto the kitchen counter for dear life. Remembering the first time he sheath his length into you, meeting no resistance or protests for him to stop, especially with how you begged for him to go harder, faster, he knew he had found the one. There was no way he'll let go of this pretty pussy of yours, nor share it with those who weren't even worthy of it.

“Is this what you had in mind when you asked me to teach you on how to make souffle pancakes? My dirty whore wants daddy’s cum as syrup?”

TAIJU who watches his thick fertile cum shoot out of your abused hole, glistening with your arousal and his. Ass cheeks stinging after the numerous slaps he gave the plush flesh, watching it jiggle under the force of his huge palm. Your melodic moans and whines rivaled the sound of angelic tunes played by a violin at church. He suspected that Hakkai on the other room could hear you—since you could get pretty loud and shameless as he was making a mess out of you, yet only smirked at the thought because there was no way his brother could have a view like this.

“Such a good little cockslut... Having such a sinful body that even turned my little brother's head. Gonna be a nice and cute wife for me, yeah?”

— Are you sure this is legal? — Kakucho asked, frowning as the Bonten, except for Mikey, entered the huge room that from the outside looked like just another ordinary brothel.

— No, that's the fun of it. — Sanzu answered as if it were obvious.

Rindou's eyes traveled around the place and, looking at a panel at the top of one of the walls, he understood that first it was necessary to pay to use one of the girls that were there just to be used. When it was time to pay for the use, you could already see by several small panels scattered around the main place the face and the complete body of the person for whom you wanted to pay. The only rule is not to permanently injure. And even the prices were quite expensive, theoretically the time was unlimited and the possibility to "change" person was already included in the original price, so overall it was worth it. For Rindou, it was worth it at least.

As soon as Sanzu and Ran went immediately to pay for the use of the two of them, since both were already used to frequenting that place and probably already knew who they wanted, Takeomi, Kokonoi, Rindou and Kakucho went poking around the small panels, quickly learning how to deal with the high sensitivity of the virtual screens. The last person to choose the initial girl was precisely the youngest Haitani because he specifically wanted a person who had not been used that day. He didn't need used or broken toys. But at the same time, he didn't want to pay too much for something he would only use for a short night.

Until your name flashed on the screen after one of his finger swipes across it and Rindou analyzed the information presented. You were younger than him, both in terms of age and in terms of your stay in that promiscuous brothel. And your face was so beautiful, even though it would look much prettier if the younger Haitani could soil it with white. You looked like a doll, really, and if Rindou had met you outside of that place, he would probably want to have kept you as some kind of female trophy of his.

— Oh, look at her. — Kokonoi murmured, looking at the panel screen over Rindou's shoulder.

— Isn't she pretty? — Rindou raised one eyebrow and pressed the shiny button next to his information that read "I want this", which produced a paper ID number for him to hand to the staff when paying.

— You are so self-centered. — Takeomi let out a light laugh. — Looking for an unused nymphet to be the first to use.

— She wouldn't be used unless she was still a virgin, which I highly doubt is the case. — Rindou replied. — But in any case, I don't need used toys.

And after that, Takeomi shrugged, lighting a cigarette and placing it between his lips before Rindou walked away with Kokonoi and the two of them walked to the small lines that preceded the entrance to the room where the girls were actually spread out for use. The waiting time was quite short and Rindou paid the price without complaining or frowning, he knew it was worth it. As soon as he passed through the door separating the two places, the smell of sex, sweat, incense, booze and drugs flooded his nostrils and he could get intoxicated just by smelling the place.

A priori Rindou walked through the corridors without looking around because he didn't need to see older and younger men fucking girls who didn't seem as interesting to him as Y/N. The corridor where the unused, new or not-so-wanted girls were was at the end, farther away from the others, and from the number on the paper ticket that Rindou had picked up earlier, he could tell which hole Y/N was in.

When he arrived in front of you, the younger Haitani's eyes traveled down yours legs and an amused laugh escaped his lips as he noticed that the bed where you had been bound and positioned was much farther away from the floor than it should have been, so the tips of your feet didn't even touch the floor; your panties were still covering your pussy even, so really no other man had been able to get hands on you yet. Your body looked much smaller this way and just imagining the volume his dick would make in your belly, he started to get harder. Through a crack in the wall, you could hear his voice as well as the other way around.

— Hello, pretty girl. — Rindou spoke before resting his fingers against your crotch and pressing his fingers lightly against your pubic bone.

On the other side of the wall, with the circular-shaped hole there sticking out in the middle of your belly and obstructing both Rindou's view of your entire body and yours of your buyer's identity, you were slightly startled to feel cold fingers brush against your warm skin.

— H-Hi. — Your low voice reverberated through that crack in the wall and he could tell how scared you were on the other side, it was impossible for Rindou to suppress a grunt of excitement.

— Are you a virgin, doll? — Rindou asked before digging his fingers into the soft skin of your inner thighs and spreading your legs apart.

— N-No, sir...?

— Rindou, call me Rindou. — He answered by kneeling in front of your pussy and analyzed the wet mark that was beginning to appear on the bottom of your panties. — Can we say that you like to be touched by older men, hm? — Rindou slid his hands to press your clit with his thumb and rub it. — You're such a beautiful little thing, ready to be used by anyone who walks by. — Your legs inevitably rose slightly and tried to close at the sudden stimulation that was managing to send shivers down your back slowly and your breathing began to become ragged on the other side of the wall. — Hold them open. — Rindou ordered, slapping your cunt lightly and managing to elicit a soft moan from your lips.

— Y-Yes, Mr. Rindou. — You replied, digging fingers into the leather straps that held your body firmly against the straight and uncomfortable bed, your upper body was almost completely immobilized, only your wrists and head could move.

Rindou kept pressing your clit from side to side and in circular motions until he could see the bottom of your panties almost completely wet. Slowly yours legs began to tremble slightly and moans escaped your throat. Suddenly the place where you were being held seemed more claustrophobic, more stuffy, even though the air continued to circulate normally around you.

His hands hooked themselves in the waistband of your panties and pulled them down slowly, enjoying the sensation of rubbing his fingers against the soft skin of your legs and wanting to prolong it as much as possible. Soon after, Rindou spread your wet folds using two fingers only to seconds later slide them quickly into you, on the other side of the wall your back arched painfully and you choked on your own saliva at the sudden invasion.

Rindou's fingers were long and the way your pussy squeezed them repressively was insanely provocative, the way his wrist always pushed against your intimacy making upward rather than forward movements was managing to make you dizzy, his fingertips curving against your insides and reaching that spongy spot inside you that few men bothered to look for and find. Soon you were reduced to a drooling mess that made you secretly ashamed of yourself, how was it possible for a person to know how to explore your body so well and play with all your sensitive inner spots so well the first time the two of you came in contact with each other?

You could feel your natural lubrication wetting your thighs and making it easier and easier to get his fingers in and out. The tension in your body began to grow more and more, brow furrowed with half-closed eyes and chest rising and falling rapidly. At one point the only things coming out of your mouth, besides disconnected words, were Rindou's name in the form of gasps and whimpers and pleas in the form of a "Please" cut off by your unregulated breathing.

— Look at you, wanting to cum in a hand of a guy you don't even know and almost begging for it. — Rindou let out a slight evil laugh as he continued to push fingers in and out of you. — I can see why you enjoy being used as a pathetic slut.

His fingers made scissor movements and you tried to force your hips upward, only to hasten your own orgasm, and so Rindou held your body against the bed to keep you still by means of a hand flattened over your groin. He had not given you permission to cum, and so there was a sense of irritation at him for doing this without asking first; he knew that you wanted to do it, desperately needed to do it, and precisely because of this the younger Haitani was increasing the speed of his fingers and their pressure inside you. Rindou wanted to see how far you could take his teasing without ending up melting from his touch.

— P-Please, Mr., mhm, Rindou... C-Can I, can... — Your whole body was trying to concentrate on not cumming, your brain couldn't formulate the right words that made sense and didn't make you sound like a doll without rational thought.

— No, you can't. — He laughed back, rubbing his palm against your clit while still moving fingers inside you and feeling his cock start to ache in his pants as the wet noises coming from your pussy became louder and more lustful. — I haven't even finished playing with you yet and you already want to cum? What a weak hoe. — Your legs were desperately trying to find some solid surface to stand on, but the only thing around you was oxygen, toes curving painfully and eyes starting to water from the pain of not being able to relieve the pressure present deep inside your belly.

Rindou was so mean, even if his fingers felt so good inside you. It was an intoxicating evilness.

But it was stronger than you. Your need was above your self-control. So your cunt released its orgasm violently, with your body spasming and back trying to arch and painfully finding itself glued to the bed by the same old leather straps of always. Loud moans escaped your mouth and you could feel yourself squirming against Rindou's hand, especially since he had withdrawn his fingers inside you just as you finished cumming and started slapping with neither so high nor so low force against your sore, wet and slightly swollen pussy.

— Fucking disobedient girl. — Rindou ran his tongue over his lips as he rubbed your intimacy while yours juices continued to pour out of your entrance. — You are so stupid, you can barely follow simple orders, maybe I need to buy you late at night to fuck obedience into you for as long as I want and need. — Ironically, even though your body was bordering on fatigue after that rough fingering session, you found yourself relishing the idea of being owned by Rindou for more than just one night, he played you just so well. — And I can see your pussy clenching every time I talk about using you, you love that idea, don't you? — A sarcastic laugh escaped his lips.

Rindou concentrated on removing the clothes from his lower body to finally free his throbbing cock, and then pulled you forward, making the leather straps press against the top of your chest and sliding your body across the bed until your ribs were blocking the rest of the way through the hole in the wall, and lifted your legs to hook them around his waist.

— It's better if you can hold your own legs to my body, I don't want to have to remind you to do your job as my property for the day, understand? — Rindou asked, running the tip of his dick along your wet, sensitive folds. — I don't do well with pillow princesses, so, at least make an effort like the good girl I know you can be, allright?

— Y-Yes, Mr. Rindou. — You answered breathlessly, swallowing hard at his harsh words.

Haitani Rindou used a tone that sounded like he was talking to a girl much more inexperienced and naive than he was, which was not a lie, but at the same time there was a sonority in the way he spoke that implied that he wanted you to do exactly the opposite of what he was telling you to do just so that would exist a plausible excuse to absolutely rail you, to break you.

Initially he put only the pink tip of his cock inside you and just this brief momentary invasion was enough to make you moan in both pain and pleasure. And soon afterwards Rindou thrust himself fully into your cunt.

Fuck, he filled you completely, you felt as if you were being cut open in the middle, his length was slightly curved upwards so he could easily rub against that spot that made your vision go white with excessive pleasure, so much so that even he eventually let out a hoarse moan as you felt your walls milking his cock. Your pussy squeezed him hard and the sensitivity that was already not little increased sharply. All your senses were beginning to be overstimulated.

— Damn. You are... so, tight. — Rindou pushed himself in and out of you according to the rhythm with which he spoke.

His hands hooked around your waist and lifted you a little from that part to angle your body better and hit points a little deeper inside your gummy walls. At times, he preferred to slow the pace and concentrate on shorter and harder strokes and at other times, faster but not very deep movements. The alternating pace made your orgasm threaten to wash over your body as aggressively as the first and then be delayed. Rindou was playing with you, with your patience.

— P-Please, M-Mr. Rindou... — You swallowed desperately trying to lift your hips to get more of his cock, to push it deeper inside you on your own. — Fill me u-up, p-please. — Rindou raised one of his eyebrows.

— Do you want me to breed you, doll? — He asked, with a thrust that was particularly harder than the others.

Your cheeks heated up and you turned your head to the side in shame at his words even though it wasn't possible for his eyes to see you at that moment through the wall barrier. "Y-Yes, that's exactly what I want you to do", was what you wanted to reply, but your throat could only verbalize groans and whimpers.

— Oh, don't worry. — Rindou continued bumping his hips against yours and looking at the bulge on your tummy. — I've been meaning to do this from the beginning anyway, I'm going to leave you leaking with my cum here wide open for the next guy who comes to fuck you.

And a strange excitement flared up inside you, and your insides squeezed his dick tighter and tighter during the imminent arrival of your second orgasm. Your chest was beginning to burn against the leather straps holding you to the bed because of the friction of your body moving up and down against it, but the pain was minimal compared to the pleasure concentrated between your legs.

You wanted so, so badly for him to breed you soon, to make you feel even fuller.

And, to be honest, it didn't take long for that to occur, as Rindou was as close to his own climax as you were. But the first person to end up creaming was you, who had been halfway there for a long time, and the younger Haitani ended up ejaculating inside you and thrusting his hips hard against yours to make sure he had thrown his seed as deep as possible. The pressure of his thick liquid loads against your walls felt insanely good, you had had sex before, but there had been no possibility of your partner breeding you.

When Rindou got his breath back and pulled out of your cunt, he massaged yours inner thighs for a few seconds, spread the folds of your intimacy using his ring and forefinger and groaned softly as he watched his white cum slowly trickle down your entrance and then thrust it into you again using these same fingers. Your legs tried to close abruptly, but his slender body between them held them open. Your body was totally drained of exhaustion, maybe the next guy who wanted to use you would make you pass out.

And why not the next one being another Bonten? You could become their personal fucktoy that night.

And that was exactly what was going through Rindou's mind, who, after lazily putting his clothes back where they were before he put his hands on you, said:

— I'll bring you a gift, doll.

With a silk rope in his hand, Ushijima looked at your bare figure and drank down the sight with lust filling up his head — wrapping your body with the rope and making sure the knot wouldn't go off easily after few moderate pulls. "Is it too tight? Is it to your taste?" he asked, making sure you didn't feel any pain nor uncomfortable in case the rope was too tight and scarring your skin.

"No, I'm good," you replied, feeling your heart fluttered every time he asked you about your condition to make sure you could enjoy it with him. After making sure to secure the last knot, he smiled in delight — enjoying your beautiful figure wrapped with the rope in various knot and ties. Pushing you down against the bed, Ushijima rested his hand against your exposed waist — laughing when you let our a small yelp and looked at him with glassy eyes, feeling more than happy to see you being reactive to his touch.

"Where do you want master to touch you, princess?" Ushijima asked, running his calloused fingers against your bare thighs before spreading them out, pinning them down on the bed before kissing down your inner thigh slowly — giving them a generous amount of kisses and bite mark. Ushijima shifted his attention to your slit and pressed his thumb against your little bud — giving some pressure that able to make your heart raced faster than before as you let out a gasp, trying to close your legs before he gave your a light slap on your little cunny — watching it dripping down and staining his expensive bed sheet.

"Did I tell you to close your legs, sweetheart?" He asked with darkened eyes — scanning your body and licked his lips dangerously, ready to devour your body any second as he wrapped his hand on your neck, caressing his thumb over your throat before he pushed his tip inside you — making you widened your eyes in shock as he let out a scoff, spreading your lower lips and watched his cock getting sucked inside by you with ease. "It seems like you're very eager, yes? I didn't even need to prep you like usual because you're very wet for me, princess," he grunted, holding himself in as you looked at him with pleading eyes — wanting to be heard by him.

"Please, choke me, master," you whimpered, feeling scared with his reaction as it was the very first time to you to ask something from him. His deep, hard thrust was cut off because of your request — making him looking at your beautiful nape nervously before he wrapped his hand around it, putting some pressure on both sides before he felt you clenching on around him harder than before due to your restricted breath. "Safeword?" He asked gently, making sure he didn't choke you 'til passed out as you gulped down lightly before answering his question, "Honey — I'm still up to go," you replied before he continued to bask you in clemency.

Feeling his thumb flicking your clit, you couldn't help but tightened up around him — making him choked lightly due to the sudden as he looked at your figure with a crooked smile. You sweated a lot and on the verge of getting close to the climax — and him choking you, making it more intense than before. "Master, I'm coming," you sobbed, feeling his each thrust only making you closer to the peak than before — only to have Ushijima clicked his tongue to you. "Hold it in. I want us to come together," he grunted — feeling close and could burst any second before he leaned closer to you, pressing a soft kiss against your cheek — contradictory to his harsh thrust. "Fuck— you can come now, sweetheart," he growled as he shot his loads inside you, painting your inside white as you arched your back and came around his cock, watching white ring around his base — emptying himself out before pulling out then began to untying the ropes — caressing any mark it left with his thumb.

"Here," he hooked his arm under your neck and another one under the knees, carrying you bridal style to the bathroom and sitting you down on the edge of the tub — turning on tap to run the warm water for your bath. After placing you into the water, he poured a generous amount of your favourite essential oil and started to washed your hair — massaging your scalp slowly and smiling when you leaned your head against his touch — feeling more than happy and secure in your dearest master's hold.

Knowing you would always slip into your little headspace after sex, Ushijima always tried his best to make sure you were feeling safe in his arms. Especially because he didn't want you to have another meltdown after learning you hurt yourself when throwing a tantrum because he called you to inform you that he wouldn't be able to come early due to an important event.

"Daddy, mm sweepy," your murmured, clinging against his body as he dressed you up in your favourite little underwear and outfit — a pair of soft, pastel coloured undies and a knee-long sleeping gown. "Is that so, sweetheart? Do you want daddy to read you story?" He asked gently, placing a soft kiss onto your lips before he sat you down on a seat in front of your vanity. "Here, daddy will brush your hair first," Making sure no tangles here and there, Ushijima smiled lightly at your story about your day while he was away (as he always visited your place around once every three days).

"Is that so? Does my princess behave well while daddy's away?" You nodded at his words, telling him that you were able to draw a sketch of him recently. "I'll show it to daddy when I'm finished," you added, receiving a sloppy kiss on the cheek by Ushijima before he gave you another praise.

Tucking you into the bed, Ushijima laid down by your side — one hand on your stomach and other holding your favourite bedtime story — the Princess and the Pea. Listening to his soothing voice, you could feel your eyelids getting heavier after each word he pronounced — making you snuggling up against his arm closer before fell into a deep slumber.

"And the end," he looked at your sleeping form — so peaceful and also vulnerable. "Sleep well, pretty girl," he whispered, giving a soft pet on your back before he pressed a soft kiss onto your forehead — falling asleep against you with his arm cradled your head against his chest securely.

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Usually when you wake up in the mornings, you’re greeted to the sight of your husband sleeping beside you, the sun barely rising above the clouds before his alarm. Sometimes, you end up waking up to a kiss on your forehead, a sleepy “good morning” thrown your way. This time is a very rare occurrence, your eyes blinking away any blurriness as you feel a familiar twist in your gut.

Looking down, between your legs, is your husband who’s eyes look up at you. For only a brief moment, though, before you’re arching and breaking contact, fingers digging into the sheets as they twist in your grip. A loud //pop is heard in the room, then a gruff chuckle. “Good morning, sleeping beauty,”

“Good morning, handsome,” you sigh, looking back at him. “You hardly wake me up like this. What’s the occasion?”

“Just felt like it. You looked so cute, I could hardly resist,” he presses a kiss to your inner thigh, continuing his line of kisses until he’s back to your pussy, swiping his tongue over your sensitive areas. A gasp leaves you as he wraps his lips around your clit, then continues to lick at your skin. You can feel an orgasm coming, moaning as his hands keep your thighs relatively apart for him, only to have any concentration broken with an alarm. “Shit,”

“Is that your work alarm, honey?” Your words are almost slurred, still sleepy. He removes himself from between your legs and shuts it off, nodding in response. “Well, it can’t be helped,”

“I’ll finish when I get back home, okay?” He presses a kiss to your lips when you smile and nod, hands slowly falling from him as he removes himself from the bed. Now only do you have to now clean yourself up, but you can’t even have an orgasm.

Well, you could, and you do, once he’s gone.

The rest of the day is spent with you squeezing your legs together when your mind wanders, imagining what Aran will do to you when he gets home. You also know he had to leave, needing to hit the gym and practice with the upcoming Nationals tryouts, so you’re not too bothered by him leaving you. Only really disappointed in the fact you missed out on a mind-blowing orgasm so early in the morning. Sure, your fingers and some toys can do the trick, but nothing works quite as well as your husband.

Soon enough, the clock is reading 7:00 and you’re washing dishes when you hear the door open, shutting before Aran calls out for you. “Kitchen!” You call back, hurrying up with washing them. You’re eager to continue with what was interrupted, so you’re completely prepared when he comes up behind you, hand creeping lower until it’s under your skirt. “Welcome home,”

“A welcome indeed. No panties?” He continues to explore your bare pussy, sliding two fingers between your folds and into your cunt, already dripping. “Someone was expecting me,”

“How could I not?” Drying your hands, you then wrap them around his neck as he leans down, lips just barely brushing against yours. “Especially when all I could think about was how we were rudely interrupted,”

“No alarm can disturb us this time,” he smiles, letting you pull him down into a kiss. It’s the beginning of the night, him effortlessly picking you up to take you into the bedroom. As much as you’d love him to just take you in the kitchen, it’s much more comfortable on your bed than over the counter. Only kisses are exchanged before he’s moving down lower, pushing up your shirt and placing his lips against any skin he can find. Despite your lack of panties, he still discards your skirt to keep your sex completely bare to him, as well as ridding any obstacle that blocks his eyes meeting yours.

Much like the morning, he’s looking up from between your legs while you hold onto the hem of your shirt, keeping the material over your breasts while you do. Pressing his lips once more to the skin on your thighs, he then brings his lips to your clit, flicking his tongue over the sensitive bud as he sucks on it. You’re already squeezing your legs closer together, his grip on your thighs loose enough for you to do so, just tight enough to not crush his skull. Alternating between closing his eyes and looking at you, you can’t take the eye contact anymore and completely break, letting your head delve into the pillows while your back arches. The feeling from earlier comes back, sooner than usual, and you’re moaning out a warning. He doesn’t stop his onslaught, continuing the swirl his tongue around your clit and wrapping his lips around it as he kisses it, giving it enough stimulation for your legs to tighten even more, a loud mewl as your orgasm washes over you.

Yet, he keeps going. You’re still sensitive from earlier, plus the extra orgasm, so you’re practically twitching when his lips move down your pussy, down to your clenching cunt. When you feel his tongue lick over it, you whine. “It’s gonna be too much!” But he doesn’t stop, only looking towards you. Not wanting him to stop, you let him continue to kiss and lick at your cunt, tongue diving inside of you. Loud slurping noises come from where he drinks up any juices overflowing, completely at bliss between your legs as he laps at your cunt, briefly bringing his lips away only to dive back in.

A harsh suck on your clit once more has you mewling, grip tightening on your shirt while your thighs squeeze, a shiver all over your body as your cum coats his face. He doesn’t move away immediately, making you think he’s not done with his mouth yet, but after a few swipes of his tongue he moves away. Using his thumb to swipe away your drippings from his face, he then licks it off as you watch with tears beading in your eyes. You know you’re much too sensitive to properly hold on to sanity right now.

When he moves up your body, finally ridding you of your shirt, he runs his hands over your sides, light touches that has goosebumps rising in their place. He briefly grips your thighs, but then releases them as he moves his hands to his own body. You’re unclothed, but he’s completely dressed. Swiftly taking off his shirt, he continues to bring his hands slowly down his torso as you follow them, watching intently as he hooks his thumbs into his joggers. Slowly tugging them down, he exposes more of his v-line until they’re down far enough for his cock to pop out. He keeps them down low enough for his cock and balls to hang out, high enough to not distract him from you.

With his cock already beading precum you expect him to slide it inside you without any problem. When instead he brings it down against your folds, you whine as your legs kick out, squirming at the briefest touch sends your nerves into overdrive. You end up bringing your nails up to dig into his bicep, positioned beside your head, while your other hand grips the bedsheet. Sliding his cock between your wetness, you moan each time the underside of him rubs against your clit, stimulating you further. “Aran.. don’t tease..!”

“As an apology, I told myself I’d make you cum twice as much as I usually do,” he suddenly said, continuing to rub his cock between your folds. More squelching noises came from it, you absolutely dripping with each rub he gave. “You just gotta cum,”

Another moan and both your hands in your pillows, gripping as your back stretches and arches, legs flexing and stretching as your eyes roll back. A few more bucks of his hips and with grit teeth and drool down your face, you’re finally releasing on him. Panting, you finally expect him to slide in. Once more, he doesn’t instead pulling away from your completely. Looking down, you see him rubbing your clit as small squirts come from you. He just looks up at you, though, chuckling when your fingers cover your face.

You hear him spit, feel the saliva dripping over your coated pussy, then jolt when a firm slap lands on it. He chuckles again, making you look down as you keep squirting with each pat he gives you, your body jolting and twitching with each one. You’d ask him to stop teasing, but all you can do is mewling and gasp, arms stretching out as your cunt clenches with particularly hard smack, more gushing out of you. Another glob of spit and some rubbing, then he finally brings his cock back to your folds.

“You ready?” He asks, smiling when all you do is wrap your arms around his neck, numbly nodding. You’re still twitching, a sigh when he easily glides into you. Sopping wet, you manage to drench his base and balls in your juices when he finally bottoms out. Continuing to gush as he ruts up against you, he doesn’t keep you waiting for long. Slamming his hips to yours, you’re digging your nails into his arms as your eyes go cross, mouth held open in a scream of ecstasy while he drills into you. Through a blurry vision, you manage to make out him smiling down at you, satisfied with how dumb you’ve become under his touch.

Barely able to even form words, you can only squirm, wriggle, and sweetly mewl with every stroke of him against your sensitive walls, balls slapping against your ass. It’s not long until you’re creaming around his cock, toes curling as they wrap around him. He doesn’t bother stopping, letting you gush and cream as you ride out your orgasm. With a string of white around his cock, he fucks into you even harder and faster, bringing his chest against yours as he presses his lips to yours, pressing his tongue against yours. Moving your arms to wrap around his neck, you keep him close as you have another orgasm, moaning into his mouth which in turn has him filling you up with his own orgasm.

A brief stutter of his hips, you’re panting and sighing, thinking it’s over, until his hips buck up again. All you can do is whine, digging your nails into his back as he starts brutally slamming his hips back into you. “Not quite done,” he grunts, keeping his face close to yours as he presses his lips to your skin. Keeping his own voice low so he can hear yours, you don’t disappoint with each strangled cry and mewl slipping past your lips. Drool drips from your mouth, tears slipping down your face as you feel another orgasm, a numbness in your body as it washes over you.

Time seems to fade in and out, body aching as you continue to blink away blurry vision. Focusing on how your body twitches and spasms with each drag of his cock over your walls, you’re gushing once more as he buries himself all the way inside, dumping another load deep inside. A silent scream is all you can muster, mind turned to mush and voice stolen as you feel him gently pumping his cock, making sure your cunt takes everything he gives. Exhaustion quickly washes over you, your body immediately going limp once he removes himself from you. Last thing you see is him plopping down beside you, feeling his arms wrap around you.

“Is that spikey hair guy still out there?” Her coworker asked.

“Yeah, this is the fifth time today.” She said, trying not to look at him. Her boss was aware, but he assumed he was harmless. If he wanted to hurt her, he would’ve by now.

“Maybe he took one glance at you and fell in love.” Her coworker teased. She smiled a bit at him.

“Shut up.” She said, giving in a slight push. “We’re behind on orders.”

“Better get hustling then honey.” He sent a wink at her.

Outside Kuroo felt his blood boil. How dare another man make her smile? How dare another man make her laugh? Kuroo knew he had to stay calm though. Soon his plan would go underway.

Nighttime soon fell and the rest of the customers were slowly leaving. Her coworker was long gone as she was the closing barista that night. Once the last customer left, Kuroo slipped in the shop and locked the door behind him. She heard the chime go off from the back and went out to the front and noticed him.

“Hi sir, the shop is closed.” She smiled at him. He just started at her. “Umm, sir, I said the shop is closed.”

“What’s your name?” He asked.

“Y/n.” She said, trying to move towards the panic button by the front counter. She didn’t want to alert him to what she was doing so she tried to keep the conversation. “What’s your name?”

“Kuroo Tetsurō.” He said, moving around to go to the counter. She moved back. “What are you afraid of kitten?”

“Please don’t hurt me.” She said, looking at him.

“Now why would I want to hurt you? You’re the love of my life. The future mother of my children. I’d never hurt you love.”

“I don’t know you. How can I be your wife?” She asked him, her anxiety started to rise. She made the mistake of glancing down at the panic button. She looked back at him and noticed the way his eyes darkened.

“Now now, why would you go and do that?” She made a break for the button but he was too fast. He grabbed her by the hair and she cried out, the tears flowing down her face.

“Please. I’ll do anything Kuroo. Just don’t hurt me.” Kuroo smirked at her words and pulled her up by her wrists.

“Kitten, you have to be no more than 19, 20?” He started, his grip tightening. “I’ve been watching you. You go to school and then you come to the place. How can you raise a child with no money? I’ll take care of you. I’ll do whatever you want. Just be mine?” She felt the tears run down her face more. She knew what was about to happen. She knew she was going to be raped and then forced to be with her rapist. A loud slap echoed the shop and she felt her cheek well up. “Answer me.” She could only choke out a sob. He roughly grabbed her hair and shoved her down on her knees. All she could do was cry as Kuroo started to unbuckle his pants and pull his cock out of his underwear. Her eyes widened at his size; long, thick, his tip an angry red with precum on it.

“Open your mouth.” He stated. She looked up at him. Another slapped landed on her cheek. “Hurry up slut. Quit keeping me waiting.” She swallowed hard before she opened her mouth. Before she knew it, he slammed into her fully. She gagged around his length as he started to fuck her mouth. More tears spilled out of her eyes as she tried to not pass out. She struggled to breathe through her nose and his thrusts picked up. “God your mouth fills so good kitten. I can only imagine what that pussy feels like. You’re a virgin no?” She started to get light headed before he pulled out, her bending over and gasping and choking for air. Her face makeup and hair were trashed.

“Aww, is my kitten okay?” He bent down and pulled her chin up. “You look so cute like this.” He gripped her throat and pulled him towards her, his lips on hers. The kiss was sloppy and rough. No love or passion behind it at all. His grip on her throat tightened. “You better kiss back now.” She started to move her lips in sync with his as one of his hands moved down to her breasts. He pinched her nipple through her shirt and unfamiliar wave went through her. The heat in her panties started to grow. “Seems you’re finally giving in.” His lips moved down her jaw and to her neck. She licked and bit her neck, leaving her big purple bruises. A small moan left her lips as he continued to knead her breasts.

“Take your clothes off.” He pulled away from her and watched as she shakily started to strip her clothes off. She silently cried to herself for two reasons; one what was about to happen and two that she was actually starting to enjoy this. She was going to lose her virginity on the grimy floor of the coffee shop. She watched as Kuroo stripped himself of his clothes as well and then pulled her body flush against his. She knew there was no reason to fight. He was much bigger and stronger than her. He has already over powered her easily. “You’re so warm kitten. Lay down.”

She laid her back on the floor and tried to close her legs, but his large hands pried them open. More tears fell down her face as she felt his slender fingers run up and down her folds. Her body jolted up a bit when he started to rub circles on her clit.

“See I knew you would like this.” He said as he started to rub faster. She couldn’t hold back her moan any longer. He moved his fingers and pushed his pointer finger into her pussy; his thumb still rubbing her clit. She cried out as Kuroo started to pump faster; adding another finger. A knot in her stomach started to grow and before she knew it, she was gushing around his fingers. “That was fast. Seems like you’re ready for my cock now.” He started to move his body above hers.

“Wait, I’m not-” Before she could finish, Kuroo plunged inside of her bottoming out. A scream came from her as she felt a warm liquid run down her leg. Tears formed again as he started pumping fast and hard into her.

“God this pussy is so tight.” Kuroo seethed out. “Way better than I expected.” His pace continued as he felt her pussy start to convulse around him. “That pussy is going to milk me kitten. I am going to fill you up nice and full with my cum. You want that? Want to be full of my cum?” She just nodded as he snapped his hips in her. Her fate was about to be sealed. She knew she’d be stuck with this man forever. His pace quickened. He started to grunt as he shot his load deep in her pussy. She felt hot thick ropes of it going inside of her. He stilled as he finished. He laughed and looked down at her face, a hand going to her cheek.

“I love you. And I am going to take good care of you and our child okay?” He said sweetly. He kissed her lips one more time before pulling out and grabbing his clothes. “Get cleaned up and then I will take you home. I’ll have arrangements made for you to quit school and quit this place. You’re mine now.”