Lost

Straight to the Point

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Jason's POV:

          "Surprising that you just shoved your hands in my pants? Yea I'm pretty surprised." I spat sarcastically, then almost instantly I regretted it as i felt Angel's hand grab my junk and squeeze. "Ah fuck! Ok I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" I cry out in pain, only making him chuckle darkly. "I like spunk, but you're gonna have to learn some respect for the man who spared your life. It wouldn't take anything for me to kill you if I wanted to." As I was getting that talk, he was slowly working my pants and boxers down. "That wasn't what I meant by surprising. What's surprising is that you seem to be harboring a little secret." He grinned.

          I knew exactly what he was talking about of course but I was still feeling rebellious at that moment so I wasn't going to admit it. So instead I stayed silent. "Ah come on, pretty boy. You aren't gonna mention your little secret to me? It certainly explains a lot, the smaller, shorter body, the soft skin, the fine hair. Part of me feels stupid for not seeing it to begin with." He was grinning more and more as he said it and it was pissing me off, so I spat at him, making mistake number 2. His hand slammed against the side of my face and I felt it almost dislocate itself. "How many times do I have to tell you that I am the reason your punk ass is still alive?" He growled back at me full force. This was the Angel that everyone feared.

          I kept silent again, not answering him. "I'm glad you understand. But I'm going to destroy you. Both holes down here will never be the same when I'm done. You could've had it better off. I would've been gentle, but you lost that privilege when you back sassed me." And it was in that moment that I actually came to my senses. "No! Please!" I begged, squirming fruitlessly under him but he had me pinned down. He grinned. "Now that's better. Maybe I'll show leniency on you if you keep begging like a little bitch."

          That's exactly what I did. I begged him until he told me to stop, and in the end both my ass and my vagina, yes that was the secret, were spared a lot more pain then the would've been subjected to.

          "That's a good boy. Aren't you glad you begged me for forgiveness?" He asked me as he slid into my vagina slowly. I nodded, so glad he was being gentle since no one had ever entered it before, or even knew it was there besides my parents and the doctor that delivered me. They'd advised me to have surgery to remove it but I hadn't cared that much that I had both, or that they both seemed fully functioning, though I'd never gotten a test to prove for sure if they did. I have to admit that despite my tightness, he felt good inside, even better when he started thrusting. I think I moaned a few times but I can't remember anything but intense pleasure.