PrincessNeHi

She came down the stairs to greet me, just like any other day. I met her at the base of the stairs gave her a hug hello, and then it began. I quickly grabbed her by her hair and pushed her up against the wall in a forceful motion. One hand on her throat, the other exploring her body beneath her clothes. The monster in my eyes staring back at her soul, and it excites her, but she doesn’t understand.

The trail of clothes leads from the stairs, to the kitchen to the foyer where she now lays, like a trail of wreckage following a tornado. She lays there motionless, covered in sweat, cum, dirt, and her own juices. No movement except for her legs quivering and her chest rising and falling with her heavy breaths. She looks up at me, bewildered and confused. Her hair is matted and stuck to her face by sweat, but she doesn’t have the energy to move it. She barely can muster the strength to speak. The hand prints on her ass cheeks and thighs tell a story of the recent events that transpired. Mascara streaming down her cheeks, drool thick and foamy around her mouth, her clit swollen and red from the abuse… She doesn’t understand.

Naked, I stand over her as I look down on the primal savagery that I enacted upon her, like a conquering general observing a beautiful city taken by siege. She gazes up at me thru her hair as she lays on the cold hardwood floor, not saying a word. Dirt from the floor sticking to the sweat on her skin, she doesn’t understand. I don’t have a 10 inch cock, I don’t have rock hard abs, I am not much to look at, but I just fucked her into a near coma. There have been others before, but they have never made her feel this way. She doesn’t understand how I can do these things to her, how I can make her body almost follow my command, making her body orgasm over and over from the most simple actions but I do. She doesn't understand how she gets so much pleasure from the abuse I unleash on her, but I do. I do understand.

I understand that I own her. I own her mind, body, and heart. I understand that my purpose is to use her in any way I wish, however I wish….she would deny me nothing. I understand her purpose is my satisfaction and this is what I wanted. I created a beautiful mess of her. Forced her to scream out in pleasure and pain. Forced her to orgasm over and over and over, ignoring her pleas for a break. She loves it, she just doesn’t understand.