Two days later I'm packing my bag when Electra opens the bathroom door, the steam from the shower flowing into the bedroom. She leans on the doorframe and watches me. I fight back the smile playing at my lips while I continue to pack without looking up.
"Come here," she says.
I don't respond and, instead, pick up another shirt to fold.
"Don't ignore me, Rhea," she warns.
Again, I fight a smile and ignore her anyway. When I see her push off the doorframe out of the corner of my eye and walk towards me, my heart skips a beat. She grabs me by my hair and yanks my head back.
Gasping, I bite my lip as I grip the shirt in my hands tightly. Electra presses her lips to my ear and whispers.
"Are you ignoring me, babygirl?" She asks.
"Maybe," I whisper.
She smirks and shoves me forward, bending me over the bed. I gasp as she starts stripping me of my clothes and struggle against her.
"No! No wait! I'm sorry!" I laugh.
"You don't sound very sorry," Electra shouts behind me.
"I am! I'm sorry don't mark my ass I have work tomorrow and they don't need to see that again!" I plea.
Electra rubs her hand over my ass and I know what she's thinking. I still have bruises from the whipping she gave me two days ago. Plus some matching ones on my back from when she tied me to the x-cross afterwards and caned me.
Fuck it was good.
But nobody needs to see any more than they already will. Electra pulls me up and whispers in my ear again.
"Get your ass in the shower or I'll give them more than a few more bruises to talk about."
My eyes widen at the thought. All the possibilities flooding my brain as I walk towards the bathroom. When she slaps my ass, I laugh and strip the rest of my clothes. I step into the shower and am about to turn when Electra pushes me face first against the shower wall.
Biting my lip, my eyes flutter when I feel Electra rubbing a strap through my folds. It's huge.
"I was saving this for the plane as promised. But I couldn't wait," she whispers, "I want to see you scream while taking all of me."
With that, she presses the tip into me and I moan softly. She presses another inch into me and my hands slide up the wall, looking for something to grip. Electra pulls out, suddenly leaving me empty, only to spin me around and shove my back against the wall.
She grabs the backs of my thighs and lifts me up, kissing me while I wrap my legs around her waist. I kiss back then pull away when I feel her shoving the strap back into my pussy. I cry out loudly when she forces halfway in, only letting me adjust for a second before slamming the rest of the way into me.
I scream, gripping her shoulders and digging my nails into them.
"Electra fuck!" I scream.
"Mmh..I like that..do it again," she says before pulling out and slamming all the way back in.
"Electra!" I scream again and lean my head back against the wall.
She starts thrusting into me, over and over again while she gets faster. Harder. Absolutely destroying my pussy while she claims my lips with hers.
The moans she's sucking from my mouth get more and more sultry with every thrust. She sucks my tongue, bites my lips, and kisses me with deep desire the more I moan for her.

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Obsession's Embrace
FanfictionRhea Ripley, the most dominant, commanding, brutal force in the WWE, has a stalker. Not just any stalker, but one she's met once already. One who got under her skin immediately. Will Rhea escape her stalker's plans for her? Or will she crumble and...