Erotica Anthology #12

#74

Dark Pharaoh

If looks could kill, Shani would have broken those glass panels a while back. The young woman is irked. They had carefully crafted this plan for some time now, making sure to not allow any mishaps, but then Marik went off and killed some men in suit, just because he was bored. She knows him well enough to know that he has not an ounce of patience in him, but why did he have to do that while being caught on camera? And now they are stuck in one of their hideouts, unable to act as freely as they once had before, not wanting to get caught again.

While Shani is off sulking at the corner, Marik approaches her from behind. He calls for her a few times, trying to get her attention, but his bodyguard doesn’t even act as if she heard him. Annoyed, he uses the handle of his staff to nudge her chin toward him, forcing her to stare into his intense violet eyes.

She is caught off guard almost immediately, but Shani quickly puts on her expressionless mask. “Yes, what it is?” The question comes out with more annoyance that she first intended, but then she reminds herself of what he had done, and eases herself from feeling guilty.

“Is that how you talk to your Master?” He all but arch an eyebrow at her demandingly.

“If it wasn’t for you, we would not have been in this situation,” she says.

“Why will this be a problem? Besides, who cares about them. What’s important is that I can do whatever I please now.”

“Thanks to whom? Me! I was the one who has been working so hard to ensure your safety. If you had listened to me even for just one second, this wouldn’t have happened. But you just had to make a mess out of things, and now we’re on their radar!”

All of a sudden, Marik grabs her wrists and twists it around, causing pain to originate from the area he holds. Shani tries not to wince in pain, not wanting to give him the satisfaction. Also, because she has been trained enough to be used to this much pain, at the least.

“Careful, Guard. I don’t like that tone of yours. If you continue talking like this, I’ll be forced to teach you a lesson,” he hisses dangerously, eyes burning in furious heat.

“Go ahead then! Do your worse. I’d like to see you try.” What else can she lose? Her entire life had been dedicated to serve him. There is no backing out from this servitude, no matter how much time passes. Screw him! He was the one who decided to muck up the plan!

Shani thinks that he might hit her for being disrespectful — but not in the way that she has in mind. Abruptly, he pushes her against the window panel, face and chest planted to the glass in a not so comfortable pressure. He still has a good grip of her wrist, and it causes more pain around her hand. If he goes any further than that, she will be left with some bruises after this.

“Enough. I have no need for insolent servants. You will be taught your lesson, whether you like it or not, and we’ll see how you’ll disrespect me after this,” he says, words filled with dark promises, before pressing his entire front against her backside. That is also when she noticed something stiff and hard pressing up against her asscheeks, and Shani blushes from the possibility.

He begins by trailing wet kisses all over her neck, his tongue darting out and tasting her sensitive skin. Shani lets out a moan instinctively, unprepared for what he plans to do. And while his mouth is busy with her neck, his hips thrust up and down, besting his hard on into the valley in between her ass. Marik is suddenly so close to her, and she can feel his hard muscles brushing up against her tender skin. W-what is going on?

Having been born a servant, Shani doesn’t really have any life outside her duty as a guard. She hasn’t got the opportunity to go out much, let alone have a love life. Physical pleasure in not a complete stranger to her life, but the young woman has never really got the chance to explore that aspect of life before. She knows pretty much about what is going on in between the sheets with husband and wife, but she has never imagined that her Master is going to do something as provocative as that. To her, nonetheless!

Marik begins nipping at the skin that connects her neck with her shoulder blade. She whimpers for him to stop, but he completely ignores her, too busy exploring her skin. He nips so hard to the point that he leaves teeth marks on her skin. There is nothing loving or romantic about his touch, yet Shani somehow finds that she quite enjoys being handled like this. It’s so shameful to have such thoughts, but the female guard can’t help it.

While his mouth leaves red marks all over the skin of her neck, his hands begin feeling her up; one taking a hold on her upper thigh, grazing her up and down, his touch causing her to shiver in delight. Her mouth might say ‘no’, but her body says ‘yes’.

Shani tries to fight him off. Some part of her brain still registers the logic behind all things, and she refuses to be treated like this, even by her own Master. She needs to keep at least a sliver of her dignity. She can’t succumb to this. She needs to focus.

Yet no matter how hard she tries to throw him off and detach herself from him, Marik always makes sure to keep a strong hold of her, the hand around her wrist keeping her from attacking, while the one on her upper thigh moves up to her waist, making sure that her ass stays where he wants it to be, just so that he can thrust his hard on against her 

She can feel him even through their layers of clothes. He is so hard and thick that Shani swears she will lose her mind if he continues doing this to her.

His right hand wanders off, moving past her ass just to give it a little squeeze, before moving way further up until his palm cups her breast. She is by all means not small by the slightest, and Marik takes his time exploring her body. He fondles her through her top piece, which hides nothing to the imagination as it already is.

He grabs on and squeezes the life out of her breast until it feels so overly tender and sensitive, Shani moans in delight. The young woman arches her back involuntarily, which allows her ass to be thrusted so close against his length, both can practically feel the outlines of their genitals — her sweet, inviting soft p***y lips; and his thick, long member.

The hand on her breast grips harder, all of a suddenly fondling her so roughly until the lump of meat pops out from her top. Marik’s fingers immediately latch onto her n****e, playing and pinching her hardened peek until the skin turns red. Shani lets out a particularly lewd mewl when he pinches her n****e hard, causing a shock of pain and pleasure to erupt through her physical sensory.

And now that the female guard is no longer fighting his advances, Marik lets go of her wrist, just so he can drift his hand down to the front of her panties. The guy strokes her from there, earning another series of lewd noises from her.

Shani can’t stand being teased at three different points — having his c**k nudging at her ass, a hand torturing the volume of her breast while his fingers graze at her front until she is driven to the edge. The young woman whimpers sultrily, drown in the heightened sensations, until she begs him to just get over it and really touch her.

Marik smirks sadistically as he complies to his servant’s wish, finally allowing his fingers to slide through the elastic band of her panties.

Shani lets out a cry of ecstasy when she finally feels his thick fingers inside her p***y, moving, thrusting, and rolling around. She is so wet that his hand is covered in her juices in a matter of seconds.

While his other hand is busy finger f*****g the young woman’s cunt, his other hand releases her breast, though just for a second, just so that he can pull the rest of her top down, revealing a pair of lumpy twin breasts, all in their fair and pink glory.

Her breasts are suddenly thrusted forward, causing Shani to hiss from the sudden outburst of coldness from the impact. The contact causes a shiver to run down her spine. At this point, she is too delirious in lust to comprehend anything else other than s*x.

With top bent forward, Marik undoes the front of his pants quickly, until his erection springs free. Don’t be mistaken, he will f**k her cunt so hard and thoroughly that she won’t be able to walk straight for days. But he has all the time in the world to mark his claim on her, so he sees no wrong in taking a little bit of time on her.

Marik starts smacking his d**k against her ass, teasing her a little bit more, while at the same time smearing his pre-c*m across her asscheeks. He continues slapping his hard d**k at her, while his hand goes to give him some good spanking at the same time. Shani shivers and whimpers from each impact, body too overwhelmed by sensations.

Finally, after teasing her for so long, Marik finally pulls down her panties, though only to the level of her knees. He wants to make sure that she keeps still while he enters her. Plus, something about seeing that fabric down there causes a string of pleasantness down his loin.

Shani lets out an audible gasp when her Master suddenly thrust forward without warning. He is still not inside her yet, but she can feel him pushing against her privates, spanning from her ass and back up again to her vulva, the tip barely kissing at her cilt. He feels exquisite, and Shani dares herself to look down.

A pre-c*m coated head greets the young lady in return, and Shani gazes at the size of him. Will she be able to take him?

Sulking is out of her mind right now. It doesn’t matter that she was pissed at him before. Her p***y still wants it. It begs to finally be fulfilled.

“Please . . . Master Marik,” Shani pleads.

“Hmm? What is it that you want?” he asks, playing ignorant.

“Your c**k, Master. I want it inside me.”

“Then beg for it. Sincerely.” Shani has no idea how else she can conceive him to f**k her. She is so hot for him that she can’t think straight. Yet she tries to, anyway.

“Please bless this humble depth . . . ah, ah!” He pushes the head of his c**k against her entrance promisingly. “—with your great c-c**k!” He presses in, and suddenly he is flushed inside her, pushing through her walls and rubbing deep within her. The woman is at a loss for words, engulfed with so much pain and pleasure. It is nothing that she has experienced before in her life, and black spots fill her vision for a moment.

She blinks a few times until she can make herself push past the pain. Marik only allows her as much, before he begins to move brutally.

Her insides feel like they are blended together. She can hear the slick sound of their flesh rubbing together, the friction pulling her at two different spectrums. It feels like a lump of dread is choking at her by the throat, her a heat of pleasure is also overwhelming her from the same direction. He pulls his c**k in and out of her p***y, grinning sinisterly, obviously pleased by the way her p***y clings ointo himer. He sees a flash of red for a nano-second, but doesn’t do anything to cease his movement. Marik just continues to f**k her cunt, thrusting his member in and out of her warm, aching walls, each time trying to push himself a little bit deeper until he can’t anymore.

Her cunt fits him so perfectly, he can feel himself hitting at her cervix. Shani screams the loudest when he goes there, and that is when he knows that he has found her weakness.

His hands reach out from beneath her knees, and all too sudden, he lifts her up, the slight change of position allowing him to access her even deeper than he already is. He hammers right into her womb until Shani is ruined by the sheer pleasure of being impaled like this.

The window is no longer supporting her weight, but his body is. Shani is unaware when her Master carries her as he is planted deep inside her v****a. It isn’t until he throws her to the bed and makes her land on all four that she finally realizes it.

Marik makes a couple of deep thrusts into her, grabbing at her hair to make her move. Shani is clearly in pain, but he can’t care any less about her well being. All he seeks is his own release. Being used by her Master like this; it’ll teach her not to run her mouth at him anymore in the future.

Shani receives her punishment like the good slave that she is. Her cunt is practically dripping, staining the sheets. Once he is done f*****g her from behind, Marik finally twists her body around, making her finally face him front to front, all the while when he is still inside her. The female guard moans in response when she feels his member rotating side her p***y, even though it is her who moves. That is when she is finally forced to look at her Master in the eyes, face flustered and everything. Marik grins a wicked, knowing grin at her, satisfied that she finally learns her place. Shani wishes to look away, but her Master forces her to keep still, making her look into those violent violet eyes until both of them finds their release.

Pints of semen fill up her womb when he cums. Shani climaxes around him. Marik still does not let go of her even after he is done, giving one of her breast a good suck before falling asleep on top of her, tired beyond words. Though something tells Shani that this is not the end of it.

— FIN —