"Please!" She's so desperate it's almost funny, and I take the utmost pleasure in telling her no, over and over again. "Please, Dex, I need it, I want it, I deserve it-"
"Deserve it?" I see red mist descending as I continue punishing her cunt with my cock. "You don't deserve anything, Pandora, you little fucking slut... You deserve nothing. You're lucky I'm letting you have this... letting you come on my cock."
"Can I?" Her eyes are glazed over with pleasure as she grabs on to me, eyes delirious. "Please, Sir! Let your toy come, please..."
"Fucking come," I order her. "Right now, toy, soak my dick."
It doesn't take much to make Pandora Oakes fall apart, but the sight of it is so spectacular, I know I'll have to do it to her again.
She whispers my name before screaming her heart out, her body shaking beneath mine. I'm so close to coming myself I can almost taste it, my cock eager for me to let go, give it the control it craves and paint her tight little cunt with the seed I've been saving just for her. But I deny myself the pleasure because my toy doesn't deserve it. She's a piece of cheating ass that just wants to hurt me, and I'll never forgive her.
Yet I can't help but enjoy her body twisting in pure pleasure, desperate for so much more than I'm ready to give her. She comes like she was made to do this, and only this. Her body convulses in the throes of pleasure and I hold her down so I can examine her in her most private moments. She looks so good like this. So fucking good it makes my mouth water.
I want to devour her.
I want to destroy her.
And I want to own her.
I had her in the palm of my fist before, but she escaped me. Now, I'll do everything in my power to get sweet little Pandora back under my control. After all, that's where she belongs.
Once the orgasm lets go of her body, Pandora turns her pleading eyes to mine.
"More, Dexter, please..."
"I said one," I grind out. I know I should pull out. I know I should send her back home, empty and needing so much more than I'll ever give her. But I don't want her to leave. The part of me I hate most - the normal part - craves for her to stay. To hold her in my arms and allow her to calm down after I used her so intensely. "You can't have any more."
"But I want your cum," she pleads. "I need it, Dex... I deserve it."
"You think so?" I roar, punishing her by driving myself deeper than is comfortable in her pussy. She whimpers in pain and pleasure combined. "You think you fucking deserve it? You're a bad toy, Pandora. A fucking broken one. I don't want you anymore."
"Liar!" she hisses, grabbing my neck and digging her talons into my skin. "Don't lie to me, Sir... I'm the only one you can be honest with."
It hurts because she's right.
It hurts more because I'll never let myself do it.
But the desire to burst inside her is there, reminding me just how much I need to fill her.
"I'm not letting you have it."
"Dex, don't punish me," she begs pathetically. "Don't punish me anymore... It's enough, please, I want it to be enough. Let me come with you."
"No. Fucking. Way."
"Then fucking give me your orgasm." The girl is relentless. I kind of like her dedication. It makes me harder than any other girl has before her. She's begging like a pro already. "Let me have it, Dex..."
"I'm not wearing a condom," I mutter.
"I don't care."
"You didn't care with them, either?" I hiss, punishing her with my cock. "It didn't matter then, did it, Pandora? You'd do anything to hurt me. Anything to get revenge. You're forgetting I'm the one who's got your back, though. You're taking this shit out on the wrong fucking person, toy."
"I'll stop," she whispers sheepishly, the words dripping with need. "I'll stop, Dex, I swear... Just let me have it..."
It's getting harder and harder to keep myself from coming, and it's as if Pandora knows. She's using it to her advantage, too, pushing me more and more until I'm so desperate for that release I don't give a shit about anything else.
"Come," she pleads with me. "Come in me... Come in my pussy, Sir... I only want you, please."
"Swear you won't fuck anyone else," I grunt.
"W-What?"
"Nobody else!" I slam a fist down next to her head. "No one. Ever again. Just me."
"I... I..."
"Swear it, or I stop right now."
She bites her lower lips, eyes meeting mine. "I swear, Dexter..."
I allow myself to have it then, the release I've been craving for so long. I paint her pussy with rope after rope of cum, holding her down and ignoring her moans and pleas to let her come again. She's gotten more than she deserved. But even though she may think she's got me wrapped around her little finger now, we both know who really holds the strings.
I finish inside her, then pull my cock out and allow it to drop all over my toy's filled up pussy.
"You were a good girl today," I mutter. "But that doesn't mean I've forgiven you."
I get up from the floor and pull my sweatpants back on. My dick is still semi-hard, but I need to stop letting Pandora dictate what's happening between us. She's had her way, now it's time for her to leave.
"Do you want me to leave?" She looks hurt as she puts her dress on, standing before me with her back to me as she motions for me to do her zipper. I pull the zip up, not allowing myself to touch her skin, and she faces me again, her face falling when I won't meet her eyes. "Dex, why won't you look at me?"
"You got what you wanted, didn't you?" My voice is cold and unforgiving. Whatever sweetness we just shared is gone, replaced by her betrayal which I still haven't forgotten. "Don't pretend like you came here for anything other than to get fucked."
"But Dex, I-"
"I don't care." I shut her up with my finger pressed against her lips. "And it doesn't matter. It's time for you to go now, Pandora. I have shit to take care of."
Her stormy eyes betray her, letting me know just how badly she wants to stay. But I pay it no mind, ignoring her as I stride toward the front door. My toy follows sheepishly in my footsteps, and pauses on the doorstep.
"You're really going to make me leave right now?"
She's pouting, and it's kind of cute. I smirk and tuck a strand of chocolate brown hair behind her ear.
"You got what you wanted," I repeat. "And I'll see you soon, anyway. Now go home before your father blows a coronary when he finds you left."
"About that..." She chews on her bottom lip. "I meant to tell you before."
I knit my brows together in worry. Something tells me I won't like what's coming. "Tell me what?"
"My father, he..." She swallows, and her eyes aren't meeting mine. "He attacked Minnie..."
"He did what?"
"I... I think he broke her arm," she stutters. "But I got in soon after that because I heard screaming, and Brazen-"
"Fuck, Pandora!" My fist slams into the door. I've bruised and bloodied my knuckles but I don't give a shit. "And you're still living in that house with him? Where the fuck was Belle when this happened?"