Page 236 of I Will Break You
Sex standing up was in our contract, as was bondage, gagging, and reflective surfaces. Xero has fucked me in the bathroom between a pair of mirrors, but nothing compares to being surrounded by this expanse of screens.
It’s like being sucked into your favorite porn movie, getting fucked by the actor and feeling the sensation of the female star.
Xero’s cock stretches me open, inch by incredible inch, the beads of his Jacob’s Ladder hitting every pleasure spot. When he enters me to the hilt, he pauses.
“Look at us,” he says, his deep voice curling around my senses like smoke.
The hand around my mouth slips down to my chin, tilting my head up to force my gaze to the ceiling. “I’ve never seen you look so beautiful.”
I stare into my own green eyes, which have watered so badly that the skin behind the mask glistens with tears.
“Fuck,” I say around the panties stuffed in my mouth.
As Xero draws back his hips, he pulls my head down, so I’m watching the screen beneath our feet. The sight of his pierced cock sliding out of my pussy sends a bolt of arousal through my core, making me topple to the side.
“Easy now.”
His strong arm wraps around my waist, pinning me to his chest, and when he thrusts back into me, my knee finally buckles. Xero holds me upright as he builds up a steady rhythm, using me mercilessly as he pounds into my pussy from behind.
My walls flutter around his thick shaft, and the ropes bite into my skin. It takes every effort to remain upright when my body quakes with each powerful stroke.
Emotions overwhelm my psyche in dizzying waves. Fear, excitement, exhilaration, and shame. Everything crashes over me in a whirlpool of insanity, pulling me deeper into the depths of depravity.
I never thought all those filthy fantasies Xero growled into the phone would ever come to fruition. Never thought he would everteleport out of prison to fulfill his perverted promises. Yet, here he is, the devil at my back, dragging my soul to hell.
Xero is relentless, and the intensity of it all makes my heart pound like it’s trying to escape an inferno. Every nerve in my body is aflame, every breath a struggle. The pleasure is so intense, it borders on pain.
“More,” I whimper into my gag.
His laugh is dark and low and husky, rough with unadulterated lust. He fucks me harder, deeper, like my body is a toy built for his sole pleasure.
The piercings drag against my pleasure spots, making me jerk and spasm in counterpoint to his thrusts. When cool metal slides over my clit, the edges of my vision go black.
Don’t tell me he’s using the hilt of my dagger?
My gaze drops down to the screens beneath us, and I find the answer to my question. Blunt metal, wet with my arousal, rubs back and forth over my red and swollen clit.
Our eyes meet in the screen, and the expression on his features is sadistic. The rope around my leg tightens with my shocked movement, and pressure builds up around my core. My walls clench and spasm around his shaft, only with a sense of urgency that I’m not sure is related to the approaching orgasm.
“Did you think I wouldn’t use every weapon at my disposal to break you?” he growls, his voice rough.
I shake my head, loosening tears pricking my eyes under the intensity of the moment. Molten ecstasy builds and builds until I’m teetering on the knife-edge of a climax.
“Come for me, little ghost.”
His strokes quicken, his arm tightening around my waist. His pierced scrotum moves in sync with his quick thrusts.
My body tenses as the pleasure radiates from my core, and my eyes roll to the back of my head. I clench my fists as heat rushes through my core, and the pressure reaches its peak.
“Just like that,” he rumbles.
The walls of my pussy clamp around Xero’s shaft so tightly that his movements slow. He reaches between my parted lips and pulls out the gag. “Scream for me.”
A guttural cry escapes my lips as every muscle in my bodyspasms with the intensity of my climax. A tsunami of sensations crashes over my nerve endings, and I’m consumed by an all-encompassing release.
“Eyes on me,” he growls.
My eyes snap open, and I lock gazes with Xero on-screen. His pupils are so wide, I can barely see what’s left of his pale irises, and his lips curl into the smile of a predator.