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Adrik
After two days of no sex, I was furious. My men stayed away from me, and Viktor’s silent smirks didn't help my rage. It made me want to shoot the bastard in his face. I kept her for work for a few hours before making her kneel blindly before me. With a stifled sigh, I looked away from her to my laptop, back to the photo of Rurik and his new bride.
The gossip article speculated on the two children as the bachelor billionaire got married. I already knew the two brats were his. They looked like him. The world was overpopulated. Why would anyone want to breed more filthy humans?
I glanced at Bunny, who shuffled on her knees before straightening her back, sticking those perky damn nipples in the air. Her stomach was flat, but I wondered what she would look like with a fat belly full of my seed. I gritted my teeth so hard that my gums ached when I looked at her cunt.
“Close your legs, whore,”
I snapped at her before muttering about her pose under my breath. Without a word, she closed her legs, but it didn't stop me from seeing it in my mind’s eye.
***
It wasn't until later that evening that she spoke for the first time that day.
“Master, I think I have started my period, and I don't want to dirty the floor. Can I have some sanitary pads or perhaps some tampons?”
she said, sitting on the floor beside my dining table with her bowl in front of her.
I stared at her blankly because I’d never had a girlfriend or lived with a woman before to come across…blood.
Her blood.
I glanced at her bowl and saw that it was empty. Very calmly, I placed my knife and fork on the table before standing up, the wooden chair scraping on the floor. I made my way to the decanter of Stolichnaya vodka and poured myself a generous shot. Once I gulped it down, I topped up the crystal glass before pulling my phone out of my pocket.
Me: Go and get some sanitary pads and tampons.
Viktor: Yes, Pakhan. Any particular brand or size?
I didn't know what he was talking about or how many she needed. How much did a woman bleed? Did it gush out? Was it in pints or a tiny dribble?
Me: Get two packs of everything.
Viktor: Is this for her pussy, or have you cut into a major artery? Because I hate to tell you that stuffing a tampon in that hole won't work. I know this from experience.
This motherfucker.
Me: Fuck off and get me everything, or I will set up a doctor's appointment for your unhinged mind. Leave them outside my bedroom door.
Viktor: Yes, Pakhan.
Me: And get that smirk off your face.
I slipped my phone into my pocket and took a long sip of my vodka before I turned toward my bloody Bunny.
“Go and lie on my bed with your legs open, and don't touch your pussy,”
I said, my voice cool and calm.
She looked bewildered, but she got up and walked out of the dining room butt-naked while I searched for any smears of blood. To my disappointment, there wasn't any. I took a long breath before blowing it back out. The image of her blood smeared all over my cock made my heart race. I drained my glass before leaving it on the tray to unbutton my collar, which felt uncomfortably tight.
I paused before pulling my phone out again and, as fast as lightning, pulled up Google.
Can you have sex with a woman on her period?
I glanced at the top answer before typing out the next question.
Can a woman die from period blood loss?
Possible, but very rare.
How much does a woman bleed during her period?
Hmm, not much. I hoped she was a heavy bleeder.
Does it hurt to have a period?
I read through the list with a frown, but knowing her fucked up tendencies, she would probably enjoy the pain.
Does a woman have a period every single month?
Oh, this was good for me, not so much for her.
Armed with knowledge, I left the remains of my dinner on the table and swiftly made my way to the bedroom. When I opened my door, the first thing I did was to check that she was on my bed. She had laid some towels beneath her, but before I allowed myself to inspect her, I went into my closet to get the restraints.
When I emerged, she was still in the same position, watching me, but when I glanced down, I saw a spot of crimson blood tainting her white fluffy tail. I smiled and untangled the restraints.
“Lift your head up,”
I said, my voice low and guttural from restrained bloodlust.
Her hair was in the way, and I lifted it before I placed the restraints behind her neck, laying out the sections for her wrists and ankles. Once I pushed her head down, I strapped and clipped her wrists.
The final part was taking her ankles and strapping them in until she was folded in half but, more importantly, completely exposed. The longer straps for her ankles didn't do her much good with the restraints used this way, but I had unfettered access to her bloody pussy.
“Krovavyy zayka,”
I murmured, looking at the blood on her tail before unbuttoning my shirt. Bloody bunny.
“Master?”
she said uncertainly.
“Yes, Bunny?” I purred.
“Uh—what is happening?”
she asked as her eyes paused on my bare chest.
“Did you know orgasms help you during your period?”
Her cheeks turned pink before she nodded. The fact that she knew this didn't surprise me. I unbuckled my belt, pulling the black leather away from my trousers to toss it onto the bed before working on the button and zip.
“Is that what you did, Bunny? Finger yourself while you bled?”
I asked, kicking my shoes off and uncaring of where they landed.
When she shook her head, I raised my eyebrow at her.
“I’m not a savage, Master. I used a vibrator,”
she said, squirming uncomfortably on the bed.
I almost groaned at the thought of her cumming with her vibrator stuffed inside her bloody pussy.
Did it drip out in droplets off the tip of her vibrator? When I pushed my trousers and underwear down, my cock was rigid and stuck out.
The thought of my cum swimming in her bloody cunt has me dripping on the wooden floor.
I crawled onto the bed like the predator I was until I reached her pussy.
“Do you have cramps?”
I asked, touching her belly.
She nodded. “They come and go for the first few days.”
I trailed my fingers down to her blood-smeared pussy, peeling her wet lips apart to stare at the tiny pool of blood inside of her. I bent down and licked her cunt, closing my eyes to savour her metallic, salty taste, ignoring her groan as she tried to move her legs.
“Shhh. I’m here to help,”
I said before I licked her again, pressing my face into her cunt with my beard rubbing against her smooth pussy.
I pushed my tongue inside her, stabbing her before licking up to her clit.
Her sweet moans filled the room.
They sounded almost as delicious as her usual cries of tortured pain.
I went down again, burying my lips between her folds, seeking more. The sick monster in me finally tasted her blood. I teased and tormented her, licking, sucking and biting on her pussy.
I sat up and gripped the towel and her leg, dragging her to the edge of the bed as I climbed down to the floor.
I wanted to see everything and wanted her to watch me fuck her bloody cunt.
Her face and chest were pink, with her pretty tits rising and falling from her heavy breathing.
I reached up to grab two pillows before stuffing them under her head.
After I fixed the towel beneath her, I stood up and looked at her tied down, waiting for my cock.
I pressed my thumb down my cock and grazed her swollen wet pussy, pulling her open with my fingers as my cock leaked all over her.
I held her thigh, rocking my hips with her bloody tail ticking my cock and balls.
“Ugh—oh.
Master, please,”
she begged prettily. “Please, can I have your cock?”
I smiled, releasing her labia to guide my cock into her waiting pussy. Her hot, tight, wet and bloody hole. I pressed down on her thighs, lifting her cunt as I speared into her as she gasped.
“Watch me, Bunny. Watch me fuck your bloody cunt,”
I purred, pulling back to see a thin coat of her blood on me before I slid back into her.
There was no resistance, just a beautiful hot cock-sleeve for me.
One that I couldn't deny any longer.
I missed her as much as I missed her tight fuck holes. I glanced up at her, but she was watching me fuck her as I’d instructed her, the pillows propping her head up.
I smiled before I slammed deep inside her clutching pussy, the hot blood easing my way.
I gripped her thighs with a growl and began to pummel her with deep, hard thrusts until she howled like a beast in heat.
“That’s it, Bunny, keep watching me fuck your pussy.
Do you see your blood all over me?”
I asked, reaching down to pinch her nipple.
As soon as I squeezed the hardened bud, her pussy clamped down on me. She gasped in pain, but her face was contorted with twisted pleasure that made my heart race. She was my masochist Bunny to my sadist monster. I leaned down, sliding my hands until they reached the back of her damp knees until she looked at me.
“As long as I breathe, you will never leave my sight, Bunny,”
I said, pausing to rub myself against her pussy. “Never,” I vowed.
Her rich, warm, fiery eyes stayed on me as I pulled back and thrust deep and hard.
The sound of me slapping against her wet cunt resounded around us as we stared into the darkest depths of our souls.
Through the pounding heartbeat in my ears, I heard each expel of air leave her parted pink lips as I dropped my weight down on her pelvis with each deep penetrating thrust.
Her tight clenching pussy gripped and massaged me as if she was born to take my cock.
As if her pussy was made to take the pain from my long thick dick.
Her eyes began to flutter, and I saw a tear trickle out of the corner of her eye.
I closed the gap between us without thinking to lick the salty tear.
My hands slid up to her calves as I pressed myself into her until my balls touched her pussy and bunny tail.
“You’re mine, Bunny,”
I whispered softly close to her ear, watching as more tears followed the first.
I couldn’t understand my connection to this woman, but I could no longer fight it.
All I knew was brutality and that I could never feel or love.
This was all I knew, and this was all I could give her.
I began to move again, holding her trapped beneath me.
I buried my face into her hair fucking her with slow deep movements, feeling the curve of the plug inside her asshole as I moved.
“Do you want to feel my cum inside you, Bunny?”
I asked, rubbing my beard and cheek against her and moving faster. “Are you going to cum for your Master? Milk my cock with your pussy until you suck my seed out of my balls?”
She flung her head back on the pillows, closing her eyes and nodding. “Yes, Master,”
she panted.
“Good, little fuck Bunny,”
I said, releasing her legs and moving faster before I pulled free.
I violently slammed into her in a single thrust until she screamed for me.
“Take it. Take every inch I have,”
I commanded through clenched teeth before I began to jackhammer into her.
She lasted a few seconds before her eyes snapped open, and she shuddered uncontrollably before her cunt began to dance along my cock. I closed my eyes and drove myself into her as she clutched and squeezed my dick until I ejaculated deep inside her.
A gush of liquid soaked my pelvis, but I was past caring as the blinding, blissful, twisted pleasure made me growl as I emptied myself into her, pouring everything I had into her tight little hole. I collapsed on top of her, our sweaty bodies rubbing against each other as we panted. My eyes closed as I inhaled the scent of her coconut and floral shampoo.
I didn't want to move, but she had squirted all over me, and it was dripping down my legs, and for the first time in forever, I didn't feel disgusted or dirty. Plus, she needed to be released from her restraints. With a grunt, I pushed myself up to find her smiling at me. Her eyes were warm pools of darkness—a reflection of me. A slight tug curled my lips on one side.
“My hot little fuck Bunny,”
I said to her before I stood up. “So hot that you squirted all over us.”
Her smile vanished as she looked down at us in horror. I reached down and pulled her tail out before slowly easing out of her pussy to see the beautiful carnage. My bloody pink cum began to pool and drip down into her asshole. Her pussy was smeared with blood, and my cock wasn't any better, but this was what I wanted. Her blood.
When all my cum trickled out, I caught it with the metal plug and pushed it all into her asshole. Her ass sucked it all up, and her wet bloody tail was back in place. I leaned over her and unclipped her ankles from the restraint before doing the same with her wrists.
“Go and run us a bath,”
I said, helping her up while she moaned.
I watched her little bunny ass walk to the bathroom, smiling when she practically limped. I gathered the stained towel and cleaned the floor. When finished, I scrunched the towel into a ball and put it in the laundry basket. I was about to go into the bathroom when I remembered her sanitary products.
I opened the door and found four large bags full of various products and a cellophane-wrapped basket with a variety of chocolates, candles, and a boxed heating pad. I opened the small card attached to it.
For your ‘delicate situation,’ Pakhan.
I looked around the hallway, but it was empty. I ripped the small pink card off, crumpling it in my fist.
Fuck him, the joke was on him. I could take the credit for this.