ce qu'elle veut

She turns the handle and I come at her hard and fast through the hotel door, my hand, a paw clasping at her throat, gripping it, squeezing it. I pin her hard against the wall and watch as she struggles to breathe, her eyes widening with shock and fear, knowing that I am going to put her under. She trembles, shivering uncontrollably. My teeth lock onto her lip as my other hand hooks into her soaked, aching cunt, just before the room dims to her and I ease her to the floor...

And then there's the sounds that makes her shiver; that always makes her tremble with trepidation - that makes her flood and soak herself...

These particular sounds this day are those of my belt buckle being unbuckled, and then the raspy sound of the belt being pulled sharply from the loops. Her body tenses and her breath catches in her throat. I stand over her, folding the belt into a loop and smirking. I gauge her responses as I become more cognizant of my own. I can feel it, sense it, the darkening, the edge...

She breaks into a sweat in the silence just before the belt strikes her. Hard. She cries out in pain and shock as I strike her again and again, mesmerized by the welts and her excitement. She cries out again, begging as the pain drives white hot between her thighs, burning through her cunt, my cunt, and only working her further into a frenzy of need, want, and darker desires...

I lose count of how many times I strike her. Her voice changes, becoming deeper, huskier. Her eyes become glossy, darker, and alien. Her voice is now forced from her throat by the blows and I know that even now, her clitoris is engorged, pulsing, her hips rocking as I wrack her body with each strike of the belt across her back, her ass, her thighs...

She moans with desire despite the burning of her whipped flesh from the now sweet ache between slick, hot, folds...

From the floor, she watches me coax the cigar into a stub of bright orange heat and she smells the sweet scent of the honey flavored smoke. Her eyes widen as she sees me eyeing her nipples with bad intent through the smoke, and she touches the tip of her tongue to her lips.

"Burns hurt, Daddy." She has told me this on several occasions now.

She wants to suck my cock. She says this with gravity and conviction and then does so with impunity. I grin down at her as she attacks my cock with open mouth and closed eyes.

I remain unmoving, watching her nurse and fulfill her fetish for sucking cock. I grab her hair and pull her face into my abdomen, forcing her to gag and choke on my cock; suffocating her, watching mesmerized as she struggles, as her face reddens, as the tears stream down her cheeks. She heaves, gagging, then jerks against my fist. My hand is a blur when it strikes her across the face after I push her from my cock.

She gasps in shock and humiliation, panting, but wanting more. My hand is in her hair again, pulling her to me. Tears escape her eyes but her cunt weeps with her sweetness. I know she gets off sucking dick, knows she is a total suck slut, knows that she'll do it whenever, where ever, given the chance.

Her lips pursed tight around it, her tongue swirling beneath the head and shaft on the upstroke, cupping it on the down stroke, engulfing the whole thing into her throat. She murmurs and whimpers as she loses herself in the bliss of sating her oral desires. I tell her what I am about to do to her and she shakes her her and whimpers louder as I threaten her; threaten to burn her, to not fuck her, not to feed her cunts three the cum she desires in each greedy orifice...

I shove her back and down into the floor and straddle her head. I take her small wrists in my hands and stretch them out over her and prop myself on my fists and knees to fuck her mouth again. She is enprisoned beneath me, willing captive to my use, my abuse, my whim, and deviant desire.

I face fuck her mouth like a cunt in the floor, fucking her face deep and hard, shallow and lingering, until I want more of her. She groans and her hips rock and she warns me, in short, sharp words that she is close, that she needs to cum. She pleads, then begs to cum on my cock, to cum for me. I wrack her small frame with abandon as I fuck her hard, slamming, pounding into her in the floor, not caring that she is in pain from the way I have her pinned, or that her hips are cramping. Her thighs tighten and her hips give on last push on she cums hard beneath me. She floods over us both, crying out loudly as her orgasm wracks her.

She's still trying to catch her breath as I churn out my own orgasm. Greedy girl. She always gets what she wants - mostly...