𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 [18+]

- 28 -

Not gonna lie, that vibrator looks terrifying.

It has a long dark silicon end and it almost fills his hand - His huge-as fuck hand.

Val's smirking at me. "Bet you didn't think you're gonna take something this size for your first time, did you?"

He hovers over the mattress, the bed creaking under his weight as he leans into me.

"Guess what?" His macabre eyes roam over me, "It's nothing compared to my size, baby girl."

With that, he shoves it inside me in one go - I scream into the gag ball, but it comes out muffled. My back almost arches off the bed but he holds me down with a steel-like grip. The toy was coated in saliva inside my mouth, my teeth biting into it.

It fills me up as a second later, I feel it - those vibrations. The rhythms are soft and sensual at first but quickly they become harsh and taking - ripping me apart and pulling my body taut.

I won't lie, I have used vibrators before. But this - this was something else. Where the fuck did Val find this?

I couldn't even think straight, my vision was clouding up. Moans and gasps escape me as he swiftly controls it, holding my pleasure in the palm of his hands.

Val increases the power, his eyes never leaving mine. Fascination? I could see the madness in them.

My thighs close up as I try to arch off the bed again trying to relieve anything, something. I was restless. A sharp cry escapes me when he harshly slaps my thigh, making them open up.

Ripples of pleasure were coursing through me, never-ending. I felt like exploding, just when I think I'm gonna, oh god-

Val turns it off.

I thrash on the bed, banging my cuffed hands loudly against the wooden headboard. "Fuck you!" I try to yell, but it's all gibberish.

"Something wrong, sweetheart?"

I turn my head away, choosing to remain silent. This bastard thrives off my reaction.

Val pouts. Actually fucking pouts. "I'll cry."

"You know you're dripping all over your thighs right now, it's so beautiful - that's your attitude leaving you..."

He enters two fingers and my back arches off the bed again, struggling and growling. My body was rocking back and forth, lost in the pleasure he was inflicting on me.

"That's it, Zara. Take it as a good little slut. Show me how much you want to be fucked by me."

My eyes roll back at his words, my hands fist against the cuffs and I can practically feel my pussy getting wetter. I hate it.

Val keeps pumping those thick long fingers inside. He's merciless with it - and then he curls it again, hitting that spot. When a sharp moan escapes me, he grins so hard when he finds it and hits it over and over again.