Kidnapped and sold

{17} - Couch Sex

I turn to meet his gaze. "Nothing" I say, slightly scared as he sounds mad. I watch as he looks down at his hand, which is still making an attempt at turning me on.

"I'm putting in all this effort right now and you're not even into it?" he scoffs and I'm taken back. He's 'putting in all this effort'? he's basically doing nothing.

"no I-" i stumble over my words trying to ease the situation, i don't want to make him mad. "i don't know what's wrong with me, i'm just feeling a little uneasy" i say smiling at him, please let this work. "i think i'm getting sick, i'm sorry"

"i'll get you some Advil in a bit, but for now" he says pulling me onto of him, making me straddle him once again. "i'm gonna fuck you" my stomach does a flip, i really don't want this right now.

He leans forward and kisses me, once again invading my mouth with his tongue. I kiss back a little but he's putting in so much more effort. His hands grab onto my behind and he squeezes it tightly making me wriggle to get away from the tight grip. I can feel his erection through his pyjama bottoms as his hips grind underneath me. "Kneel down in front of me" he says as he stands up, making me slide off of him. He stands in front of the couch as I kneel in front of him, he pulls out his penis which has become extremely hard in a short amount of time. He grabs the back of my head with both of his hands and pulls my head towards him. "Open up" he says as I make eye contact with him, I can barely make out his face by the dim glow of the tv. I open my mouth and he brings my head closer and thrusts slowly into my mouth. "Keep it open just like that" he thrusts again and I can feel him hit the back of my throat. He moans slightly and I barely hold back my gag relax as he thrusts a couple more times without stopping, it's impossible to breathe. The fourth time my gag reflex gets the best of me and I gag on him. He lets out a loud groan as he pushes his penis even deeper into my throat while i gag. I push him away with my hands and he chuckles. I feel my eyes watering as he fucks my mouth again, still not pulling out, doing even more thrusts per round. I gag once more and he pulls out.

Without saying a word he pulls me up and pushes me onto the couch on my stomach. He pulls my underwear to the side, he's so eager he can't even take them off. He slips a finger inside of me and I focus my attention on the tv which is still playing Harry Potter. "Nice and wet" I can hear the smile on his face. I feel him rub his penis against my vagina, he does it a few times before he pushes into me. I grab onto the couch cushion and he pounds into me once. He grabs onto my neck with both hands forcing my head upwards, I grit my teeth from the bruised, he builds up a rhythm. I can't help but let out quiet moans, along with his I don't think he'd even hear mine. His strokes become harder, and the noise of his body slapping against mine sends tingles through me. "You're such a good girl" he says as he lets go of my neck and leans down towards my ear. I can hear his heavy breathing and I wince away from him slightly. "Are you my good girl?" he asks while still railing me, this feels amazing but I can't let down my guard like some of those other times. I don't answer him I just keep looking forward at the arm of the couch, trying hard not to moan too loudly. he grabs onto my waist and he does one HARD thrust into me, it hurts and it makes me let out a slight squeal and i jolt forward. He laughs and does it again, this time it's not so bad, but it's still uncomfortable. "Please don't do that" I say quietly.

"pardon?" he says doing it again. My grip on the cushion tightens.

"Please don't do that, it really hurts" I say and I try to sink into the couch. He doesn't say anything and after a few seconds, he starts thrusting normally again. I hope I didn't make him angry. I wish I could see his face at times like this. "I'm sorry" I say hoping to get forgiveness, but I'm not sure if I needed to apologize.

He stops and I feel his hands make their way up to me shoulders as he leans down to my ear again. "It's okay, you used your manners" he says as his hands move back down to my waist and he sits back up. He pulls me backwards towards him with every pump of his body, hitting the right spot.

"you feel so good" he groans. He strikes my behind hard and his grip on my waist becomes harder and so does his thrusts. i'm glad he's not holding onto my hips, they're literally black and blue, but i'm sure my waist will be the same after this. His thumbs pressing into my back hurts the most as he pulls me towards him. Him inside of me feels amazing though, I'm still holding back my moans. He pulls out and scoffs slightly. "You're so creamy" he says and he pulls on my waist to turn me over. I turn onto my back and he cocks his head down to his penis for me to look at it. I see at the base of his penis there's a ring of white creamy discharge. I look back up at him and he smiles. "You're so wet and creamy" the look on his face makes me slightly uncomfortable but I smile back at him. "Sit up" he says and he pulls my arm. I sit up cross-legged and he stands up in front of the couch facing me. I turn to face him and he grabs the back of my head again. I hate this so much. He leans in and enters my mouth.

"make sure to get the cream too" he says still smiling at me. i keep my mouth open and he thrusts into my throat, i keep my gag reflex at bay for a while as he fucks my mouth again. if i just keep my mind off of what's taking place i can control it to a point. His penis hitting the back of my throat makes a disturbing squelching noise, combined with his moans, it makes me want to crawl into a hole and die.

"good girl" he moans and he pushes hard into my throat which makes me gag, he keeps himself in my mouth, pushing harder into my throat. He pulls out and I'm left a coughing and spluttering mess.

"Ohh you're such a good girl" he groans tucking my hair behind my ear. "Stand up" he speaks grinning at me. I stand up and he turns me around so I'm facing the couch with my back towards him. "Bend over" I hesitate but bend over at the waist and place my hands on the arm of the couch. I look down at my feet and I see his step towards either side of mine and he grips my hips. I wince slightly, they really hurt. He pulls my underwear to the side again and positions his tip and pushes into me. He thrusts hard once as his grip tightens and I try to pry one of his hands off of me.

"You're hurting me" I say softy, but he either ignores me or doesn't hear. He continues pounding into me. "Please" I say a little louder, I can feel the tears welling in my eyes, his grip really hurts. I pry harder at his hand and he stops.

"What are you doing?" his voice scares me slightly.

"You're hurting me, please" I say as my voice cracks.

"Sorry" he says and he sounds annoyed, he basically swats my hand away and moves up to my waist instead. His thumbs digging into the same spots as earlier. It's painful but bearable. He starts up his rhythm again, pounding into me over and over again, his thighs slapping into the back of mine and his pelvis hitting my behind. My quiet moans are still drowned out by his. My knees wobble as he holds onto my body as tightly as he can and I can hear his breathing change, he's going to cum. A few more thrusts and he speaks. "You're gonna make me cum" he moves his hands and grabs onto the top of my ass cheeks, gripping them hard as he's pounding into me still. He groans loudly as he cums, thrusting into me twice before stopping. He let's go of me and I feel him move my underwear back and I stand back upright. "You can go to the bathroom," he says turning away from me to pull up his pyjama bottoms.

I walk to the bathroom and clean up, as I'm washing my hands Joel knocks on the door. I don't get a chance to answer before he comes in. He flashes me a smile before clearing his throat. "You did good just then"

I look at him in confusion but I don't say anything. What does he mean by that? Is he trying to flatter me?

"Letting me face fuck you like that, impressive" he smiles

I give him a quick smile before I speak "thank you, sir" after I speak I see his face light up slightly.

"Good girl" he says as he rubs the side of my face with the back of his hand. How can he be so nice but so strict other times? "I thought you'd forgotten about calling me sir"

My stomach drops, I've been forgetting about that.

"I thought I shouldn't punish you since you just got out of the pool house, from now on it's reinstated got it?" he gives me a half smile.

"Yes sir" I say before he takes my hand and leads me to the bedroom. I hope we're just going to bed, I just want to sleep in an actual bed. We reach the room and he gestures for me to get in the bed, he follows behind. I get into the left side and move over to the right. He gets in and pulls me towards him, he spoons me as I fall asleep.