He grabs me by my hair and pulls till my back is against his chest. He puts his hand around my neck as I let out a shaky breath.
"Where do you think your going" He breathes into my ear while trailing his ring covered fingers down my body.
"where do you think" I say feeling pretty bold at the moment. That courage comes crashing down as soon as I hear his deep voice chuckle
"Aww, so you think your all that now. Well I'm about to show you what happens when pretty little sluts like you get cocky"
I take a deep gulp and think 'Fuck I really did it this time, how do I escape' My thoughts were interrupted when He grabs my waist and flips me effortlessly onto his shoulders walking up the stairs to his bedroom. He sets me down and starts crawling on top of me till we were face to face.
"I'm going to Fuck. You. Up." he whispers in my ear emphasizing the last three words. He gets off of me and starts to slowly take off my clothes. Making me grow even more needy with every piece of fabric. When he gets to my panties he takes them off slower then the rest. he then takes off his shirt and belt looping it in his hand.
"Turn onto your stomach." He says calmly. I hesitantly flip over so my ass is now hanging off the bed. I feel the bed dip as he leans in.
"Don't move" He says in a stern tone. As I'm sitting waiting for what's about to happen my mind starts to panic. 'FUCK.FUCK.FUCK. MAYBE IF I RUN NOW I CAN MAKE IT'.
"IM SORRY. IM SORRY. IM SORRY. I promise I didn't mean it.-" I start to say but am interrupted by him patting my head and shushing me. At this point I am trembling because I now know what he is going to do to me. I gasp as the loop of his belt hits my ass with brute force. He hits me again as I bunch his dark grey bedsheets in my hands. I bite my lip and squeeze my eyes shut when another hit comes in contact with my body. He hits me again. and again. and again.
I counted 27 times before I hear the belt drop to the floor. I let out a sigh of relief before I feel the bed dip again.
"Oh I'm not done with you yet" He says brushing the hair out of my face.
"Ass up" He demands, and slowly and shaky I oblige. He helps me get into the position and then all of a sudden forces himself into me. I yelp in surprise as he pounds into me deeper and deeper. I take my hands and try to slow him down as my lower abdomen gets tight and sore, which results in him grabbing my wrists and putting them behind my back. He arches my back more and starts pounding even harder then before.
"AHH, pl-please." I whimper trying to form a proper sentence. As my stomach gets tighter I start feeling this light headed feeling, as if I'm under water. The pounding feeling starts fading and the world around me starts sinking. I close my eyes and try to gather myself. When I open them again I'm staring at my nightstand and my alarm clock reads "5:46" AM.
"UGHH shit" I groan into my pillow as I come down from my erotic dream. "If only they were real" I say referencing the many dreams I had the nights before.
Hey Hey, I know this is really short but I just wanted to try something new with my writing. I will try to post as often as I can and continue this storyline. If your wondering I use "he" because it was just a dream and a figment of the MC's imagination. PLEASE GIVE ME Y/N SUGGESTIONS THANK YOU.
