Adrik

She was as greedy as I was, and the temptation to test her endurance was an uncontrollable urge within me that I wouldn't fight. I knelt over her waist and clipped the delicate chain onto her collar. My eyes caught the dark patch of skin where I bit her. Before the night was over, I would have the tattoo artist booked for tomorrow. Every part of her would be desecrated by me, marked, and owned.

“These tortured beauties can take a little more,”

I said, clamping the black clip over her nipple, watching it squeeze her pert bud and hearing her hiss of pain.

I placed the second one on her before dragging my hand to catch the third clip. Smiling, I dropped it.

“Sex doll,”

I said as she placed her hands flat on the bed.

I stood up to see her spread her legs, knees raised and her feet flat. I moved between her legs, inspecting her wet pussy before pulling her labia outer fold to place a clip on it. Her body jerked, and she almost lifted her hips off the bed.

“Arghhhhh…”

she cried out while I reached for the final clip. I held the delicate flesh before placing the clamp as my pain slut panted through her discomfort.

My cock was beginning to harden, but I wasn't done teasing her yet. She needed to be desperate before I gave her what she desired. I flicked the clamp with my finger, listening to her groan before rubbing my fingers down her wet pink flesh.

I moved back to her breasts, lifting the chain with one finger and tugging on it, watching the grimace of pain on her face. I dropped the chain to crouch over her again, looking into her dark eyes full of delicious pain. So delicious that I felt the need to fuck with her.

“I should have brought the needles out,”

I said with a smirk.

When her eyeballs looked as if they would pop out, I chuckled, but her expression was so horrified that I started to laugh, not remembering the last time anything had amused me.

“Poor little bunny. I was joking. I don't want to break my fuck toy,”

I said, smiling when she looked bemused with her sad doe-like eyes.

Her eyes closed, and her face relaxed. The tension left her body, and I returned to the mark I had left above her collar. The symbol of my ownership. My cock jerked between us, and I licked the darkening bruise, sucking the abused flesh until she pushed her breasts against my chest.

She gasped in pain, and I left her neck to travel down to her breasts. The tips of her nipples were bright pink, and I traced my tongue around the tortured tip, flicking it before sucking on it. I gripped my hand around her other breast, squeezing it hard enough for her to cry out my name.

“Master, Master—”

I would never tire of hearing that word come out of her mouth. It made me suck the nipple and clamp harder, grazing my teeth over her breast. I moved on to the other nipple, releasing her breast only to grip the opposite one. Her cries and gasps, the way she writhed beneath me, silently begging for more, made me ravenous.

“Did you enjoy the wooden handle in your asshole, Bunny?”

I asked, lifting my head up.

She nodded while breathing heavily, her clamped breasts rising and falling. I shifted between her legs and reached for the lube. Her eyes followed my actions, and she licked her lips. I rubbed the lube on my dick generously while glancing at her clamped pussy. She was in for a surprise.

“Yeah, you did. You enjoy a good, hard, ass fucking,”

I said, lifting her legs up before pressing them down on the bed. The position tilted her asshole up, and I spread my legs so my cock was in position. “Hold your knees and keep them on the bed. I want to see all four of your clamps while I fuck your ass.”

She did as she was told and I moved in to pierce her asshole open.

“Yes, thank you, Master,”

she said as her asshole began to give way. “Oh..ah—”

The tight ring gave way as the thick head of my cock sank in. I didn't hesitate to push deeper, the lube made me slide in, and after four or five thrusts, her asshole was sucking me in. I held her ankles before swinging back and forth, using slow, steady, but deep penetrating movements.

Her head rolled back exposing her collar while I continued to fuck her defeated asshole, leaving just the tip inside her each time I swung back. She clenched her feet each time I drove into her.

“Is this what your asshole needed? My cock?”

I asked, reaching for the chain holding her nipple clamps together.

“Y-Yes, M-Mas—ter,”

she said as I tugged and lowered the chain.

“But you need a little more, don't you?”

I asked swinging my hips a little faster and her asshole gripped me tighter.

She was too far gone to answer, so I began to tug on her chain. Until then, clamps stretched her nipples out, raising her breasts as she cried in pain. The black silicone began to slip, and the clips came off, releasing her nipples.

“Ahhhh, thank you, Master,”

she wailed.

I unclipped the ones on her cunt before taking the small clamp and clipping onto her clit and hood until she screamed. Her asshole began to choke my dick, and I dropped down on her, ramming my dick into her ass.

“You're doing so well. Keep taking it…just like that,”

I said driving into her like an animal, plunging into her pain tightened asshole.

She was shaking her head on the pillow, her eyes closed, her mouth open with only one mantra.

“Master, Master, Master…”

With each deep thrust, I was flaying her asshole until it loosened again. That was when I began to hammer into her, smacking my balls against her, ravaging her insides until she was unable to speak.

“Cum for me, ass slut. Cum on your Master’s cock like a good fuck toy,”

I rasped, examining my name on her collar. “NOW!”

She came apart, her ass shuddering against my hips, trying to clamp down on me in but I roughly thrust into her straining asshole pulling back and slamming back into her slippery dark hole until her scream rang in my ear.

She began to milk my cock with her asshole until my cum shot into her.

“Fuckkkkk,”

I growled as my body tensed, my cock twitching inside her ass as I emptied my balls inside of her.

I lay on top of her, feeling the sweat between us but strangely not disgusted by it or our combined scent.

“Thank you, Master,”

she said hoarsely.

As much as Rurik Abrosimov pissed me off he’d been the final key to unlocking all of my bunny’s potential.

“Who owns you?”

I asked tersely.

“You do, Master,”

she whispered.

“Don’t ever forget it, slave.”

I heard her swallow before she nodded against my shoulder only then did I take the clamp off her clit. When I pulled myself out of her asshole it gaped open but as my cum began to drip out I grabbed her tail and plugged her back up.

“You can let go of your knees now,”

I said, realising she was still holding them.

She groaned, trying to straighten her legs before she flipped onto her belly.

Most of the whip marks were on the top part of her back or her ass, leaving a nice canvas for a tattoo on the lower section.

I gathered everything up to take into the bathroom before cleaning myself up. When I returned to the bedroom she still lay on her belly.

“Get under the covers,”

I said tightly before reaching for my phone to text the tattoo artist.

I wasn't used to sleeping with anyone but the dagger beneath my pillow, yet I didn't want her to sleep in the room next door tonight.

When I put my phone down, I noticed she was on the far side of the bed, which was a relief and an irritant.

I switched the lamp off and climbed into bed, lying in the dark, listening to the sound of her breathing.

I turned my back to her and slipped my hand beneath my pillow to touch my dagger.

Old habits died hard.

***

I was rudely awakened by a strange sound, I reached for my knife, ready to pounce until I realised that the Krolik was the one who was crying.

I turned the lamp on to see she was still asleep but in the throes of a nightmare.

When she didn't wake up I shook her until her eyes snapped open.

She saw my face and tears began to roll down her cheeks.

“T-The man—in the chair. His head—,”

she stammered as more tears welled in her eyes. “Please, Master. Don't hurt my friend.”

“We made a deal. I will keep my end of the bargain. Make sure you keep yours,”

I said before reaching out to switch the lamp off.

I should have sent her back to her room.