Love Fortress (Requests Closed For Now)

(L)Chapter 22: Blu Medic (Josef Ludwig)

" I have injected you with a poison that will kill you in five minutes. If you want the antidote, Meine Liebe...you will make them count." he growls as he unzips his pants.

His voice was dark and sinister as well as his facial expression. Those gray-blue eyes glaring into your trembling soul. Immediately, you took out his large throbbing member and began to suck on it intensely. He throws his head back and groans.

 Even though you were at death's front door, this very moment excited you to no end.  His smug and evil grin he gave you drove you completely insane. Lowering your head, you gently took his balls into your mouth. You trail your tongue down the middle, then to the sides as if you were using your tongue as a knife. 

Through your pants, you could feel your pussy getting moist and hot. It's beginning to throb. You use one of your hands to unbutton your jeans while the other is holding his leg to keep your balance. Gazing up at him once more, you notice his smile increased.

"You must be enjoying this." he chuckles.

You couldn't help but moan in arousal.

"You naughty girl. I always had a thought that you were the kinky type," he says, gripping your silky hair.

You unzip your pants and slither your hand into your panties, rubbing your throbbing love button. You just so happened to stop sucking him on accident, due to lack of multi-tasking.

"Don't stop until I say so!" he hisses, pulling tightly on your hair, causing you to squeal. 

Removing your hand from your panties, you stroke his cock and stare up at him apologetically. He laughs darkly as if he were a demon.

"Gute, madechen." he whispers.

He lifts you up off of the ground and pushes your upper body down on the operating table. He rips your pants off with ease and pulls your lacy panties to the side. Then without warning, he forcefully shoves himself into you.

He grunts in pleasure as he continues to forcefully thrust deep inside you. You're in pure bliss, holding the table tightly, loving each rough movement. Your chest rubs against the ice cold table and the wheels squeak loudly.

You could feel drops of sweat continuously hitting your back. You moan again in hopes of praise. Gripping your hips tighter, he thrusts faster, hitting your G-spot. 

"Ah! Yes, yes, yes! Right there!" you yelp.

He moans and gives you one last thrust. He then leans against your back. You feel his hot breath against your ear. His feet pushes yours apart and his hand covers yours. 

"You're mine.... No one else's. Do you understand?" he pants in a low voice.

"Y-yes..." you answer.

Then all of a sudden, you feel a sharp pain in the side of your leg.