Page 16 of Conquered Pet
He pressed through my tight rim despite everything I tried to do to prevent it. The tip pushed inside, and it was ginormous. I felt the first knuckle and then the second and I keened as it got thicker and opened me wider than I thought possible. Thestretch burned like a hot poker pressing into me for several long moments until he pushed it fully inside me and just held it there.
It was a heady warning.
“Yes, sir,” I squeaked. His finger there was my entire world. I could think of absolutely nothing else.
“Who owns you?” he asked.
“You do, sir,” I whispered hoarsely.
“Your little bottom is clenching tight around my finger,” he said quietly. Slowly, he reached another forward, capturing my clit underneath it at the same time.
I whimpered in reply. My bottom hole ached.
“I was going to take you inside to finish your lesson on my cock, but I’ve changed my mind. Right now, you’re going to come with my finger inside your disobedient little bottom. After that, I’m going to bend you over this couch and take what’s rightfully mine,” he vowed.
He teased my clit and pumped the other digit in and out of my bottom. I hated how incredibly good it felt. I loathed how my desire rose to his bait.
Even when my friends had told me of sex, they’d never mentioned having more than one orgasm. Not ever. Some of them told me sometimes they didn’t come at all.
Was it possible? Would Talyn make me come for a second time?
My body seemed to believe him and the scalding burn across my backside told me that I shouldn’t push him again unless I wanted to be spanked some more. I tried to deal with the simmering ache that scorched across my needy flesh as well asthe mortifying feeling of having his finger in such a shameful place.
I couldn’t stop thinking about it and my arousal burned hotter. My core clenched down tighter and tighter, seemingly responding to his filthy degrading lesson whether I wanted it to or not. My muscles tensed and a fresh wave of agony radiated around my asshole. It hurtled up and down my spine. My clit throbbed with desire.
Fuck. Icouldn’tcome this way. Ishouldn’t.
The more he touched me, the more the weight of his words began to settle over me. He’d decided I was going to come for him with his finger inside my bottom and that’s what was going to happen.
I trembled under the power of that realization and for the first time, something inside me came to life.
My desire began to strengthen tenfold. My inner walls quivered, and my bottom hole tightened around his thick finger. My clit pulsed hard several times under his punishing touch.
I moaned, the sound salacious and shameful but I could no longer find the will to care about my dignity. I could feel another orgasm in reach and even though it embarrassed me, I wanted it.
“Please,” I begged, only this time I wasn’t asking him to stop. I was pleading for him to go harder, faster. I was yearning for more.
My legs began to quiver. His movements picked up in pace, pressing more firmly against my needy flesh with every passing moment.
“You will wait until I give you permission this time, Raiza. If you come before I say, you’ll learn what my primary cock feels like in this naughty bottom rather than in your needy little pussy,” he warned.
Primarycock? What the fuck did that mean?
A jolt of panic raced through me. I didn’t want to be disobedient. I just wanted to come. For a moment, it scared me to think that way, but I pushed it aside.
When I started to lose control, he viciously pushed a second finger inside my bottom along with the first. I cried out at the sudden burst of pain, and for only a moment, my impending orgasm receded.
“Please, sir! I’ll wait for your permission,” I cried out and a hard shudder of pain rolled through my limbs. I also noticed that my thighs were soaking wet. Despite all the hurt, my body was still reacting with powerful arousal, and I couldn’t deny it anymore.
Not when he could feel it too.
“Not yet, little one. I want you to fully understand that you lost control the moment you pulled that trigger and tried to kill me,” he said cruelly.
I writhed. I tried to hold back that orgasm as best as I could, but it felt like a firework about to burst at any moment. I was standing on the edge of a cliff about to fall if I would just give in. I bucked and tried to escape his touch on my clit, but he showed me no mercy.
It started to become painful.
“Please, I’m sorry, sir,” I pleaded.
