VELVET DESIRES: An Erotic Anthology

STEP UNCLE'S PET #3

The next evening, I had had enough of the endless torture and s*x, I couldn’t take it anymore.

The master bedroom was dark, the only light coming from the moon outside the large windows and Silas was not in the bed. He had made me to suck him off in his room and forced me in bed with him while his d**k was buried in my ass.

I couldn't fall asleep properly because every now and then he'll thrust into me.

I sat up slowly, wincing. My body ached everywhere: my jaw, my breasts, my p***y. I couldn’t stay here, I couldn’t let this become my life.

God knows what next he'll do to me when he gets back.

I slipped out of bed, completely naked and quickly threw on one of his oversized white dress shirts. It was the only thing I could find. It barely covered my ass and my hands were shaking as I buttoned it. I had to run.

I slipped out the back door and ran toward the tall gate at the end of the property.

Freedom was just steps away.

I started running down the long driveway toward the gate, my bare feet slapping against the gravel as tears streamed down my face.

I was almost there when bright headlights suddenly cut through the darkness. A car was coming up the driveway.

I tried to hide behind a tree, but it was too late. Because I was already at the gate when the headlights came on.

The car stopped outside as the door opened. Silas stepped out and entered through the gates as he spotted me.

For a moment, everything was silent, then he smiled. “Going somewhere, Nadia?”

I turned to run, but he was faster. He grabbed me by the hair and yanked me back against his chest.

“You thought you could run from me?” he growled into my ear, “After everything I told you?”

I sobbed, struggling weakly as he dragged me back toward the house by my hair.

“Please… Silas, I’m sorry__”

“You will be. After I'm done with you.”

He kicked the front door open and pulled me inside.

Silas dragged me by my hair into a room I had never seen before; it was a cold, dimly lit room with a large wooden table in the center, metal hooks on the walls, and various leather straps and tools hanging neatly.

Was this a punishment room?

He ripped his oversized shirt off my body, leaving me completely naked. I tried to cover myself, but he slapped my hands away.

“On the table. Face down.”

When I hesitated, he picked me up and slammed me onto the hard wooden surface. He quickly locked my wrists and ankles in thick leather cuffs, spreading my legs wide apart; my ass was raised high, p***y and everything completely exposed.

“Please, Silas… I’m sorry,” I begged as my voice shook. “I won’t run again. Please don’t do this…”

He ignored my pleas as he picked up a thick leather belt and brought it down hard across my ass.

I screamed. He whipped me mercilessly eight, nine, ten hard strokes. My ass and thighs burned red-hot and I was sobbing, pulling uselessly against the cuffs.

When he finally stopped, he stepped behind me and rubbed his hard c**k against my dripping p***y.

Does he feed off of s*x?

My body was still sore from last night and he's f*****g me.

He slammed into me and I cried out as he f****d me hard and deep, the table shaking beneath me.

“This is what you get for trying to leave me. Your tight little cunt belongs to me now. Say it.”

I let out a whimper, I couldn't say it, suddenly my hair was yanked back with brutal force, my scalp stinging to the point I thought he'd rip my hair out.

“Say it.” He commanded.

I sobbed as tears streamed down my face, “It belongs to you…” I whispered.

He f****d me faster, slapping my sore ass with every thrust. When he pulled out, I thought it was over.

But it wasn’t.

He uncuffed my ankles, flipped me onto my back, and re-cuffed me with my legs spread wide open. Then he picked up a thick vibrating dildo from the wall.

“No… please, I can’t take any more…”

He turned it on high and shoved it deep into my p***y. The intense vibrations made my eyes roll back as he f****d me with it mercilessly at the same time, he pinched and twisted my n*****s, then leaned down and sucked hard on my c**t.

The intensity from both the vibrations and his mouth made me cry out loud, screaming, my body shaking violently as I came hard.

But he didn’t stop.

He removed the dildo, climbed on the table, and f****d me again in missionary position, pounding me deep while choking me lightly.

He rammed into me deeper from above with his hands on my neck and I could feel his d**k twitch and swell inside me.

“You will never run from me again,” he said with a groan as he came deep inside me, filling me with another load of hot c*m.

When he finally pulled out, I was a wrecked, sobbing mess covered in sweat, c*m leaking from my p***y and I was sure my ass was bright red. He tucked himself in and uncuffed me.

“You’ll sleep here tonight,” he said coldly, I was still naked and dripping.

“Think about your mistake.”

He strode towards the heavy door of the room and clicked it shut, leaving me alone in the dark.

When Silas finally left and locked the door, I lay there for a long time, shaking and sobbing.

Eventually, I crawled across the cold floor and grabbed the torn remains of his white shirt. I pulled the ripped fabric around my body as best as I could, covering my breasts and curling into a ball on the hard ground.

The room was freezing; my ass burned from the belt, my p***y ached from the relentless f*****g, and his c*m was still leaking down my thighs.

I closed my eyes as I tried to think of something else but all I saw was Dad.

He was lifting me onto his shoulders at the cemetery when I was little. I remembered his warm laugh, the way he always made me feel safe and how he used to call me his princess.

Where did it all go wrong?

Tears slipped down my cheeks as I whispered into the darkness, “Dad… I’m so sorry.”

Eventually, the exhaustion won. My eyes grew heavy, and I drifted into a deep sleep.

Later, a warm, wet sensation between my thighs pulled me from the darkness.

I moaned softly, still half-asleep, thinking it was Silas again. The tongue licked along my slit, circling my c**t with a slow precision, while strong hands held my thighs apart as the mouth devoured me hungrily.

It felt so good. Too good.

My hands instinctively tried to reach down, but I realized they were tied together above my head with something. My eyes fluttered open.

A stranger was between my legs. A young, handsome man with dark hair had his face buried in my p***y, licking and sucking me. I gasped sharply, my body jolting in shock as his tongue pushed inside me, tasting me deeply.

My eyes widened in horror.

“Who…” But I was cut short as a moan escaped my lips when he nipped on my c**t.

He looked up at me with dark, hungry eyes and smirked against my wet folds, but he didn’t stop licking.