𝘿𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡 𝙄𝙣𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝘿𝙧𝙖𝙛𝙩 - 𝙔𝘼𝙉𝘿𝙀𝙍𝙀 𝙓 𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿𝙀𝙍 ✓

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𝘼/𝙉 - 𝙈𝙖𝙟𝙤𝙧 𝙎𝙢𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 ! 𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙞𝙩, 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 !

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He holds me down with brute force, his hand moving and cupping my cheek. His thumb rubs against the edge of my lip, his gaze darkening and his lips lifting into a dark, intense smile.

"Do you want me...?" He murmurs closely, his gaze intensifying as he leans down, closer to me. My heart races to how close he is, his nose almost against mine. I nod, very slowly, very shakily. 

"...How rough..." 

Oh my god. 

Oh

 My

God.

Breathe. Breathe. You're not breathing. Breathe.

"R... Rough..." I speak barely beyond a whisper, almost choking on my words as his nose gently presses against my nose. Forehead to forehead. 

"Louder."

"Rough..." I mumble louder, and within a second, I watch in pure shock as he begins ripping his belt from the belt straps of his pants, roughly and harshly wrapping my wrists by the belt, knotting my wrists together and tying the belt back to the bedframe. He knots the belt and tightens it enough for the material to strain against my wrists skin, painful and vulnerable under his grasp. 

My eyes dart from my restrained wrists back to Stanislav with shock, the tight material holding me down. "Stanislav," I whimper, wiggle under the belt, his lips lifting into a dangerous smirk. "Oh, look at you, I can do anything to you, and you can't do a thing..." He chuckles lowly, leaning back down and running his hand up and across my chest, before suddenly slamming up my neck and holding me down as I wince.  

His lips graze against my neck, my body shuttering and shivering under his forceful control. 

"I want to taste you..." 

His words make my mind spin and whirl, pulsing warmth rushing through my body as his hands guide up my nightdress. His touch is gentle, yet his lips lean and meet mine with dying, rough force. They slam against mine and his tongue forces itself in my mouth, twisting and dancing against mine in hot heat. I moan against his lips, his hands reaching up my dress before gripping the material, completely ripping and tearing the material from my body. His lustful, rough desperation sends pleasurable, needy shockwaves through my body.

My body shifts and moves against his, feeling his hands strip me from the nightdress material from my body and tossing it to the side. He rips down my underwear and tosses it to the side, running his hands up the backs of my thighs and shoving them up against my body. He parts my legs with force and groans, my body jolting and a broken shriek leaving me as I feel his tongue suddenly run me between my legs. 

His dark, husky chuckle muffles as his tongue explores me and dances against my clit, my body twitching and my wrists shifting and moving against my sensitivity. My body pulses with stimulation and overwhelming need, lustful moans seeping out as one hand holds one of my legs up high, the other grazing and exploring my stomach and chest, cupping my breast and fondling me. 

My body thrives against his tongue, his mouth completely enveloping me as his tongue grinds and takes me whole. His groans muffle against me, his hand cupping my breast and caressing me to his own pleasure. 

My breath hitches and my body trembles and jolts, panting, building pleasure, pulsing and overwhelming need. The feeling of his hand moving from my leg, down my thigh sends shivers across my body, before the intense, sudden feeling of his fingers sliding and slamming into me arches my pelvis against his tongue, a broken, high moan of shock leaving me. 

His fingers don't hesitate to slide in and out of me, curling and moving against my walls roughly and unforgiving with his tongue grinding rough and heavy against me. "S-Stanislav..." I whimper, feeling my climax begin to build as his fingers grind inside me. His snicker muffles as he eats me out, my body's shivers growing more intense as my wrists shuffle and move against the overstimulation. 

Against his tongue and fingers, my body completely releases and my back arches in pulsing, overwhelming lust. A hoarse, pleasure-heavy moan leaves me while my neck bends back, panting heavily against his fingers which slowly slide out of me. He leans up, a wet, erotic ring of wetness coating his lips and his fingers. He lifts his fingers and splits them apart over and over, showing me the juices which cover them. 

"You're amazing, look at that, nurse... so good..." 

He groans and chuckles as I watch him slide his wet, slender fingers in his mouth, dancing his tongue and wrapping it around his fingers before sucking them down and sliding his clean fingers out from his mouth.

Oh god.

My cheeks burn and I pant to catch my breath, watching him begin to tuck his pants down, staring deep in my eyes as he smirks. His pants tug down and he slides his boxers down also, slipping his cock out and grinding it gently against my wetness. I feel my breath shutter and shake as his he presses it against me, hard and large as it begins to coat in my wetness. 

"Not like this..." He smirks, and I hum in confusion. Before I can react, he takes me by my waist and forces me over, a shocked, struggled shriek echoing in the room as the belt twists to my body being turned over, back arched with my head down, his hands pulling my rear up against his pelvis. He doesn't hesitate to slam himself inside me from behind, making me let out a broken, choked cry to the sudden deep, rough feeling.

"S-Stanislav...-!!" I cry, my face burying into the sheets under me as his hands grip my hips, slamming his cock in and out of me with fast force. High, hoarse moans muffle in the sheets as my body coats in lustful sweat, the intense pleasure slamming over me through each deep thrust. My legs shake and tremble as his pelvis slams against me, cock sliding in and out. And as I thought it couldn't feel any better, the instant sharp, thwack of his hand slapping against my rear sends painful yet pleasurable waves across my body. 

"That felt good, ...didn't it...-!?" He questions through hoarse, lustful groans, the sound of skin slapping and his hand continuing to spank me from behind filling the room. Hot, heavy heat lingers in the atmosphere thick enough to cut, my body thriving against the stimulating pleasure. 

"That's it... that's it..." He coo's through forceful grunts, the feeling of his hand moving up my back, scooping and gripping the locks of my hair and ripping my head back with intense force makes me cry in intense, painful, yet utterly amazing pain. Sweat covers me as he pulls my hair back, pounding me from behind and filling me with the most intense pleasure possible leaves me defenseless to his touch. 

"Your s-so good, so...good... you feel so good," His grunts shift to lustful groans and moans, dropping my hair and forcing my head back down. Tender, bright red marks coat my rear and thighs as he continues to spank me, his head tilting back and his jaw unhinged, panting against my body and forcing himself deeper and deeper inside of me. 

"T-that's it...take it, t-take my cock,..nice a-and deep..." He murmurs as he groans through his teeth, grit tightly as he fucks me with aggression and need. My moans heighten and raise against his dirty words and intense pleasure, every inch of my body pulsing to release once more. 

"P-please,... please...!" I voice through struggled moans, my restrained hands gripping the sheets as tightly, Stanislav's pelvis moving against me with just as much force and intense pounding as before. "c-cum for me... now, cum for m-me,..." He demands with aggression, his hips only forcing themselves against me harder and harder, before they finally slam hard enough for my body to release completely. 

He pounds out my intense, heavy orgasm, the sound of him letting out a heavy, broken groan fill the room. My body shakes and shivers, his cum completely filling me as he rides out his own orgasm, his body shuttering and panting as he gently slides himself out of me. My body shakes as he gently turns my body back around, the sight of his chest heaving and his face coated in sweat envelopes me. 

"You feel... so good..." He pants, leaning up over my body and untying the belt. I feel the relief of the belt leaving my wrists, slowly sitting up. I purse my lips, meeting Stanislavs gaze and shifting under his sheets a little. 

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