Caged by him

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I lightly smack her face, trying to wake her up, but she already lost consciousness.

I thrusted harder inside of her, kissing and biting her perky nipples.

Wake (thrust) up (thrust).

Her eyes slowly opened, she started to cry pushing me away, so I pin her hands above her head.

R-Roman get off of me.

Begging him to stop only made him angrier. I told you I was going to give you something to cry about.

If you push me away again, you will regret it.

He releases my hands, cupping my ass with both hands, allowing for deeper penetration.

Roman flips me over, forcing me to get on all four. Sinking himself back inside of my core from behind..

smacks my ass over and over again. Squeezing my thighs. I knew I was going to have bruises.

Fisting the sheets, trying to somehow reduce the agonizing pain from Romans repetitive thrusting.

Roman came multiple times, but he didn't stop forcing me for hours on end.

Finally it's over, he gets off of me.

Get yourself cleaned up, here wear this and come downstairs afterwards. He kisses my lips gently, then leaves me like nothing happened.

I sob in pain, not able to move, my core felt like it was on fire.

After about twenty minutes or so I tried to get up, when I saw blood on the sheets, it was not much.

Limping into the bathroom
I entered the shower again, blood washed away into the drain.

I came out reaching for the towel , drying myself off.

I walked downstairs, Roman was drinking jack Daniels sitting on the couch.

He doesn't even look at me. Make us dinner love.

I looked down at the floor, What would you like me to make you?

Roman turns to face me.
Surprise me angel.

I nodded my head as I went towards the kitchen.

Did you forget something?
I stopped midstride, turning around to face him.
Forget what? I spoke softly.

Come give me a kiss.

He grabbed my arm once I came into reach, and kissed me softly.

Every time Roman is touching and kissing me gently, I melt in his arms. I wish he was always like that.

After dinner, I clean up and started walking back to our bedroom.

Where are you going?
Upstairs.
Did I say you could go, his eyebrow raised.