Submission

Bad Dreams

The continues pounding, and the inconsistency of when he was letting her breath was too much, she wasn’t getting enough air, she felt her body starting to get limp.

Unable to continue fighting him off, she let her hands grab his legs, trying to steady herself instead, as black dots formed in her teary eyes.

The only thing keeping her awake was the horrible sensation of gagging, maybe if she threw up he would let her go?

Just as the bile started raising to the surface, he let her go.

She fell to the floor, her legs giving out.

Maddie cried as he took her by the hair dragging her to the bed, bending her over it, her knees still on the floor.

As she caught her breath, she felt her dress being ripped up the middle, and before she knew it, it laid crumpled next to her on the bed, making her aware of the fact that she was bent over, and only in her b*a and panties.

He ripped the back of her b*a open and it fell to her wrists.

Maddie lifted her hand to cover her Breasts when she felt him drape over her, pinning her in place as he forced her arms above her head and wrapped the ruined b*a around her wrists, securing it in a knot.

She tried to free her hands but it wouldn’t budge, and before she knew it, she felt his hand slither down the sides of her torso, stopping at the last tiny piece of fabric still on her body.

“Next time you even think about removing that ring, remember this night” he said, before ripping both seems on either side of her panties, the fabric tearing into her flesh before it finally snapped.

Maddie tried to get up, but the weight from his body on her was making it impossible.

He slid his hand to the front of her apex and to Maddie’s horror she wasn’t just wet, she was drenched.

Never in her life had she felt as mortified and ashamed with herself then in this very moment.

She felt him easily slip between her folds, before pushing a finger inside her, massaging her g-spot as he slid slowly in and out of her.

It was a slow burning t*****e, mentally and physically, as she felt her thighs getting coated with her juices and the only sound audible was the squishy sound of one finger, then two fingers, sliding effortlessly in and out of her.

Maddie’s whimpering turned horse as the slow rhythmic motions on her g-spot made her body yearn for release, while her mind wanted salvation.

The climb to ecstasy was slow and agonizing.

She felt her body reaching for something that was just out of reach.

That Fucker!!

She realized that he was taunting her, letting her know that as much as her actions said she didn’t want him, her body undoubtedly did.

As he slowly started to retract his fingers more and more with each stroke inside her, she knew exactly what he was doing, he was gonna make her tell him she wanted it.

He had made her hot and bothered, made her body crave release and then excruciatingly slowly taking away the chance of her tipping over the edge.

He was taunting her with his slow strokes, barely entering her at this point and her frustration was rising rapidly.

She hated him, and she hated herself more for wanting him to get her off.

In sheer frustration and desperation she slammed her a*s back forcing his fingers deeper inside her.. once.. twice.. three times, and as the prospect of an o****m rose, so did the pace in which she empaled herself on his fingers, over and over and over again until she finally tumbled over the edge and came harder than she had ever done using her toy.

She muffled her embarrassing cry of ecstasy in the mattress below her, before she started to sob again, hating herself for giving in.

That’s when she felt him position himself behind her, using his knees to spread her legs as wide as possible, before excruciatingly slow pushing himself deep inside her while her walls still spasmed from the o****m.

“You feel so f*****g amazing” he grunted, As he pushed himself painfully to the hilt, he was too big, too hard for her.

Once her insides had stretched to accommodate his size he started to f**k her, slowly and deeply at first, he made sure she felt every thrust as she gasped, and a moan escaped her lips.

God she hated him right now!

Then he started to increase the pace, forcing himself so deeply into her that she had to arch her back upwards to ease the pain every time he thrusted.

One of his hands snaked around her torso grabbing her chest roughly, pinching her n*****s, making the sensation start to build up inside her again.

His other hand crept down her belly and found her nub and started to move in circular motions, increasing her need for another release.

Maddie gave in again, raising herself up on her elbows, moving in sync to his rough thrusts, her head thrown back as he sucked and nibbled on her neck.

It was pain and pleasure mixed in one excruciatingly heavenly sensation every time he hit deep in her core.

Maddie cried out a horse scream as the o****m took over again, making her whole body spasm as he delivered the last few grunting hard trusts before going rigid, exploding inside her.

Maddie collapsed on the mattress as he slowly pulled himself out of her, and she felt the hot liquid that followed, coating her already sticky thighs.

She tried to get up but her legs wouldn’t listen, the position in which he had f****d her on the floor had at some point made her legs go numb, and she slumped back down on the mattress.

She felt a tug on her wrists as the knot on the b*a was finally loosened and she rubbed her wrists, they were a reddish purple color, evident how the lacy fabric had torn into her skin.

He then lifted her up and carried her to the master bathroom, laying her in the bathtub and turning on the water before leaving the room and shutting the door.

Maddie didn’t know what to say or think or feel, she was exhausted and her mind was everywhere and nowhere all at once.

Was she is shock? She had to be.

She looked around, and found the same cherry blossom bubble bath she had at home.. funny, he didn’t seem like a cherry blossom kind of guy.

She squeezed a good amount into the tub and watched the warm water rise, stinging as it touched her slit.

She looked around for a washcloth when the door suddenly opened.

Maddie cowered in the tub, thankful the water level and bubbles were giving her a little coverage now.

He on the other hand was completely n***d now, Maddie noticing his tattoos covered his entire legs from his hips to his toes..

He was carrying a stack of towels and a washcloth which he placed on the floor next to the tub, and gently lowered himself in.

Maddie had scooted to the other side trying to keep as much distance between them.

“Let me take care of you” he said grabbing her arm and dragging her towards him so she was seated between his legs with her back to him.

Maddie was silent, unsure of what to say or do, so she did noting as he grabbed the washcloth, dipped it in the water and started to wash her shoulders and back.

As he started to wash her front he felt it graze her bruised nippleand she jumped a little, then as he went lower she felt the stinging sensation as he whipped between her legs.

Maddie’s emotions suddenly bursted through, and she began to quietly sob.

He kissed the side of her neck, rested his chin on her shoulder and whispered.

Don’t make me mad again” making her choke on her tears as she shut up immediately.

Maddie didn’t know if he meant that her tears would make him mad, or if it was him excusing what had happened in his bedroom, but she wasn’t taking any chances.

Once he was done, he lifted her to her feet, wrapped a towel around her placing her on the bathroom counter.

Then he wrapped one around himself before lifting her up and carrying her to the bed.

He threw off the covers, placing her gently on it before removing the wet towel and covering her n***d form with the covers.

He then walked to the door turning off the lights and then got in next to her.

He pulled her to him, placing his head in the crook of her neck and sighed the words “Sleep my love” before the room turned silent.

Maddie laid motionless.

What if she just got up and left once he had fallen asleep?

Would he be mad?

Would he hurt her more?

She was completely lost, she wanted to leave, but she didn’t want him to get mad again, so she laid there quietly hoping sleep would take her far away from what ever bad dream this was.