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About ariana76
?I have something for you"
He took her by the hand, and led her, naked, to the giant mirror in the hall. He positioned her in front of it and stood behind her, breathing hotly on her neck. Kissing the back of her neck, he unzipped his cock, opened her ass, and thrust all the way in, holding her strongly so she doesn?t lose her balance. She cried out in pain, but he stood very still, kissing her, allowing her body time to get used to his sudden invasion of her ass, all the while looking at her from the mirror . He had last used her ass two hours ago?the pain should subside soon.
Her cries turned to whimpers; he felt her muscles loosen around his cock. She can finally stand on her own without him steadying her. He reached into his pocket and took out a small wrapped pouch. She knew. She knew what it was. And he is right there, behind her, with his cock deep in her ass, hard and pulsating, watching her reaction. She was his. To own. To love and protect. To use and abuse.
He could see the fear in her eyes?he knew what she was thinking. He knows how her mind operates, how her heart beats. He knows her in and out. She was his since day one?and by God, the time has come for her to accept it. She?who stands her ground. She?who takes shit from no one. She?a fiercely independent, wild woman. She?who has no choice but to submit to him.
He gave her a few moments to accept the inevitable, but started to gently thrust into her, reminding her that he was there, that she was open to him, vulnerable, that no matter what, his cock was deep in her, and there was no escape.
But she wouldn?t put up a fight. She was tired. Tired of fighting this man she loved and hated with every fiber of her being. Tired of being stubborn, tired of opposing him, tired of all the battles that she eventually loses. It?s time to surrender, time to let him take over. And she will be OK. He will make sure of that.
He saw it. He saw the acceptance in her face, even though she tried not to show him. He smiled to himself: she will never change?but they both know the truth. And they both accept it this time.
He stopped thrusting to take her ?gift? out of the pouch. An elegant piece of jewelry: her collar. He looked at her, not to ask for permission, but for her to think he was asking. He knew if she though she was making the decision, it would be easier on her. In the end, collar or not, his cock was embedded in her ass.
She looked at him?and averted her eyes, trying to show him she opposed his collar. Trying to deny him any pleasure he might derive from this moment. But he saw that, and started to thrust into her ass a bit harder as if to punish her. And she stood defiant; he thrust harder, showing her there was no other way, that she will wear his collar, she will accept her fate. Enough was enough. He can continue punishing her later?but now he has a job to do.
He undid the clasp, put her collar on, and closed it with a sharp click. She started crying?she tried to get away?but she knows she can?t overpower him. He was behind her, thrusting into her ass like a madman, pounding into her with such force that she thought he would rip her apart. She screamed at him?and he let her. He let her scream as much as she wants. She?s angry?angry at her body's betrayal. Angry that her whole being responds to him without her consent.
She is his. Collared. And with that thought, he exploded into her, his hot seed splattering her insides like molten lava. He kept cumming and cumming till there was nothing left. And she took it all. Every single drop. For this is where it belongs. Inside her.
He gently kissed her shoulder while he withdrew from her bruised hole, and carried her to bed. He tucked her in and left her alone. She?s exhausted?and she needs time to process what happened. It was too much on her. He went to the living room and put the TV on?knowing that when she woke up she will come at him like a raging lioness. And this is when he will pound her ass again, and again, until she accepts defeat.
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Found my Forever. Blissfully happy. |
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We all have baggage. Every single one of us. It's called being Human. Wise is the person who acknowledges and accepts. |
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It was 'my' intensity after all. |
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How is he doing? What is he doing- and with who? What does he look like? Is he thinking about me like I'm thinking about him? Does he feel what Im feeling? Perhaps a fraction of what Im feeling? Or a decimal? (HAHAHA) What does he feel like? How powerful of an energy does he emanate? What would it be like to touch him? Feel him? Is he real? Or am I being surreal... |
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He hasnt emailed me today...Yet. Like he did yesterday and the day before....and I find myself missing his intensity. Or is it mine? |
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