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Adrik

As my Bunny slept, I conspired with Viktor to arrange an appointment with the doctor.

Her old monsters would perish in the most gruesome ways possible.

There was only room for one monster who lived to torment her, and that was me.

I got what I wanted, as I always did.

My bunny finally broke for me, and it was a bittersweet moment.

She would emerge more potent than ever.

I was living proof that it could be done. I rubbed my chest because her strength mirrored my scars.

I washed my hands and exited the bathroom.

We were treading on new territory.

My footsteps stopped in their tracks when I saw her kneeling on the bed with her goddamn legs spread open.

My eyes moved over her tattoo.

Adrik’s Pain Slut.

A cold, stark reminder of our dynamics. The turmoil within me settled, and my sadistic monster came roaring to the forefront.

“What did I tell you, Bunny?”

I asked casually, walking toward her.

“Not to move,”

she said, turning her face on the bed to glance at me.

“My exact words were for you not to move a fucking inch until I got back,”

I said, unbuckling my belt.

“My ears were blocked, and I didn't hear every word you said,”

she said, her eyes glittering with mischievousness.

It was difficult to believe that this was the woman who shattered in my arms mere hours ago. I pulled my belt out and slowly began to wrap it around my palm, watching her eyes become glued to the action. Part of me admired her audacity, but the darkest part of me sought to ruin it—crush it beneath the heel of my shoe.

She spread her knees wider, displaying her wet pussy and practically waving her white tail in the air to surrender. I traced my fingers over her healing tattoo, tightening my grip around the belt. My dick was hard from a simple kiss, and taking a piss with a full-on boner wasn't comfortable.

Someone had to pay the price.

“Pain slut,”

I whispered before cracking the belt on the bed, relishing how she jumped in fear and anticipation of the blow.

I got the wipes and lube from the nightstand before pulling her tail out to set it on the wipe. The whip marks were practically gone from her back and ass. The tasselled whip hadn’t left any marks, but my belt would. Her asshole was tilted up, and her pussy was clear for my belt. The image of the crystal handle in her ass was still seared into my memory.

“Bad, little Bunny,”

I said, releasing the belt and folding it over to ensure each strike would hit hard.

I stood beside the bed, placing my hand below the tattoo and raised my hand.

“Count out loud with each strike, or I will start again,”

I said before smirking. “Did you hear that? Or are your ears still blocked?”

“No, Master, my ears are fine now. It’s a miracle,”

she said, gripping the bed covers.

I’d heard enough and brought the belt down viciously as she gasped. I was about to strike her again when she stuttered out one. The second one landed on top of the first. The harsh sound of my belt smacking against her curved ass cheeks made my heart sing with satisfaction.

“Dvaaaaaa,”

she screamed out. Two.

“I’m going to pick up the pace. Keep counting or else—”

I said, giving her fair warning.

I gave four solid cracks on her ass, pausing for a few seconds for her to catch her breath before I rapidly brought down my belt for another four. I inspected her ass, and although it was red, there were no cuts or welts.

“Last few, and I will make them count,”

I said before I smacked her ass and moved to her thighs.

Her feet twitched with each rapid strike, and she barely kept up. I didn't stop until I landed the additional ten blows.

“That was cruel, Master,”

she panted into the bed, which muffled her words.

“You know what I am, Bunny. I never lied about that.”

“No, Master, you didn't,”

she said softly.

I placed my palms on her whipped ass, rubbing the flesh until her eyes closed in pleasure. She didn't know it, but she was devastatingly beautiful in her submission to me. I reached for my waistband and unbuttoned my trousers.

“I don't think you've suffered enough yet, Bunny,”

I said, unzipping my trousers while she chewed her lower lip.

I stripped away my clothes, not wanting anything between us. Not today. I pulled her legs out to the side so she knelt on the bed like a frog with her pussy grazing the bed covers. I leisurely smeared my cock with lubricant, staring at her asshole.

“Do you know why I love fucking your ass, Bunny?”

I said, squirting more lube on because I would be giving her some deep dick today.

“Because you're a sadist, Master,” she said.

“That is such a simplistic explanation,”

I said, tossing the lube on the bed.

I rubbed the tip of my dick against her asshole, teasing her little hole.

“I love how you strain to take me. How much it hurts you when I go in deep, but most of all, I love how wide I can spread this tiny hole with my cock until you submit,”

I said, pressing against her asshole, doing precisely what I said, prying her open until then head slipped in. “When you submit yourself to me, you hold this asshole open for me. The thing is, Bunny. You love it, too.”

She moaned as I pressed deeper inside her stretching asshole, her head nodding on the bed. “Yes, Master. I love how much it hurts initially, but then I can take it all. You make me cum so hard.”

I held her hips before I started to slide in and out of her, watching the tight ring of flesh strain to take me. The feel of her ass around me was always incredible. I gripped her hips and red ass cheeks and drove deeper, forging my path inside her while she cried for more. Those beautiful cries that always begged for more pain and degradation. I understood now.

“Yes, and after a good long fuck your ass squeezes my cum out like an expert ass slut. I’ve never known anything like it, Bunny,”

I said, confessing what I knew all along. She was one of a kind.

“Yes,”

she moaned. “Harder, I need—”

I smiled and gave her what she needed. My unrestrained thrusts slammed my entire length inside her gaping asshole.

“I know what you need, my little whore,”

I murmured, making her moan as I continued to fuck her hard enough for her ass to cling to me, trying to keep my cock inside of her.

I raised her onto her knees again. The time for teasing her was over. She pushed herself back on me, and I slapped her ass, which did not deter her. I ran my hands along her belly and ribs until I reached her breasts, massaging the globes of flesh. She continued to move her ass up and down my cock, fucking herself in the ass.

“Good, little fuck Bunny,”

I said, gripping her nipples. “But we both know you need that bite of pain.”

I squeezed her nipples, pinching them as hard as I could while driving my cock hard and deep until she gasped in pain. That was all it took for her to cum on my cock. She let out a strangled cry as her asshole began to milk my stabbing cock. I pinched her nipples again before releasing the abused flesh, focusing on my pelvis smacking against her ass.

I grabbed her shoulders to hold her in place while I thrust deep inside her clenching asshole while slapping my balls against her. She took everything I gave her. My fingers dug into her, pulling her back as I exploded inside her ass. I didn’t release my bruising hold until I gave her everything I had.

This was no surprise because even in submission, her resilience was unparalleled.