off his sperm before they can make it far enough to fertilize an egg even if I wasn’t on birth control. This is beginning to feel a bit like an interrogation. Do I have to undergo anymore embarrassing questions about my sex life with my fiancé?”
“No,” he said quietly, “I’m done.”
He slipped on a condom and applied more lube on the condom and at the opening of her anus.
Aurélie began to hyperventilate the moment she felt his cock at the crack of her ass. He thrust into her brutally, knowing she wouldn’t relax in time for him to make it inside anyway. He didn’t move as he allowed her body to become familiar with his size and length. Her hands were fisted in balls and she tried to hold up her head before she allowed it to sink down on the liberator ramp.
The whole point of this session was for her to derive absolutely no pleasure at all from his vicious assault on her body. Her pleasure would come later but this was about him and what he needed from her.
Rory was intentionally cruel as he ground his way into her and began to fuck her almost mechanically. He’d lubed her up good enough she wouldn’t tear but it didn’t make it anymore comfortable for her especially as she was a novice when it came to anal intercourse.
He thought about all the women he’d been with who absolutely loved to get their ass pounded and loved the feel of a fat cock in their asshole, much more than they preferred getting their pussy fucked but Aurélie obviously wasn’t as enthusiastic about the sex act as her sister.
Not yet at least.
No! There would never be a next time. Just this once and they would go their separate ways. He couldn’t afford to have this kind of intense relationship with another person so soon and yet again.
Rory pounded into her quicker and harsher as he felt the orgasm begin at the base of his balls and wind all the way up inside of him. He was going to come and unfortunately, it would be inside a condom this time but not the next. The next time he would use her without any barrier between the two of them and she would love it just as much as him.
And then he allowed himself to come and the orgasm flowed out of him with such force, he dug his hands into the soft yet firm flesh of her hips and collapsed on top of her body.
THEY SAT IN A DEEP ornate tub filled almost to the brim like long-time lovers.
Rory washed Aurélie with scented expensive soap and as she was no longer bound, she could have fought him if she wanted to but she didn’t.
The perfect submissive , he thought to himself before his brain screamed “No!”
She could never be his and he knew that without a doubt but why couldn’t he convince his fucking heart to just keep out of it? He shouldn’t have felt anything for her because he was grieving and basically transposing his feelings for Trésor on her. She was a living, breathing human being and he wanted her with all the passion there was to want a woman but he wasn’t stupid enough to believe insta-love existed either.
It had taken him a full eighteen months to realize he felt anything other than a patronizing fondness for Trésor and her sister couldn’t possibly be any different. He used women…he used people and that wasn’t about to change anytime soon. He loved his life and all the different ways to explore pleasure in pain; the feeling of shaping someone else in his image of what he wanted them to be to satisfy his needs.
Rory wasn’t completely a monster. He’d made sure Trésor never wanted for anything and he allowed her to work because it satisfied her, not because she needed the cash. He vowed he would take care of her forever and he’d meant it. Her family would receive her body and she would be buried in France but he’d taken care of all the arrangements and merely called her parents to let them know.
Although she’d had a will, her small net worth—barely five million dollars—would be wired to a bank account of her family’s choice
“No,” he said quietly, “I’m done.”
He slipped on a condom and applied more lube on the condom and at the opening of her anus.
Aurélie began to hyperventilate the moment she felt his cock at the crack of her ass. He thrust into her brutally, knowing she wouldn’t relax in time for him to make it inside anyway. He didn’t move as he allowed her body to become familiar with his size and length. Her hands were fisted in balls and she tried to hold up her head before she allowed it to sink down on the liberator ramp.
The whole point of this session was for her to derive absolutely no pleasure at all from his vicious assault on her body. Her pleasure would come later but this was about him and what he needed from her.
Rory was intentionally cruel as he ground his way into her and began to fuck her almost mechanically. He’d lubed her up good enough she wouldn’t tear but it didn’t make it anymore comfortable for her especially as she was a novice when it came to anal intercourse.
He thought about all the women he’d been with who absolutely loved to get their ass pounded and loved the feel of a fat cock in their asshole, much more than they preferred getting their pussy fucked but Aurélie obviously wasn’t as enthusiastic about the sex act as her sister.
Not yet at least.
No! There would never be a next time. Just this once and they would go their separate ways. He couldn’t afford to have this kind of intense relationship with another person so soon and yet again.
Rory pounded into her quicker and harsher as he felt the orgasm begin at the base of his balls and wind all the way up inside of him. He was going to come and unfortunately, it would be inside a condom this time but not the next. The next time he would use her without any barrier between the two of them and she would love it just as much as him.
And then he allowed himself to come and the orgasm flowed out of him with such force, he dug his hands into the soft yet firm flesh of her hips and collapsed on top of her body.
THEY SAT IN A DEEP ornate tub filled almost to the brim like long-time lovers.
Rory washed Aurélie with scented expensive soap and as she was no longer bound, she could have fought him if she wanted to but she didn’t.
The perfect submissive , he thought to himself before his brain screamed “No!”
She could never be his and he knew that without a doubt but why couldn’t he convince his fucking heart to just keep out of it? He shouldn’t have felt anything for her because he was grieving and basically transposing his feelings for Trésor on her. She was a living, breathing human being and he wanted her with all the passion there was to want a woman but he wasn’t stupid enough to believe insta-love existed either.
It had taken him a full eighteen months to realize he felt anything other than a patronizing fondness for Trésor and her sister couldn’t possibly be any different. He used women…he used people and that wasn’t about to change anytime soon. He loved his life and all the different ways to explore pleasure in pain; the feeling of shaping someone else in his image of what he wanted them to be to satisfy his needs.
Rory wasn’t completely a monster. He’d made sure Trésor never wanted for anything and he allowed her to work because it satisfied her, not because she needed the cash. He vowed he would take care of her forever and he’d meant it. Her family would receive her body and she would be buried in France but he’d taken care of all the arrangements and merely called her parents to let them know.
Although she’d had a will, her small net worth—barely five million dollars—would be wired to a bank account of her family’s choice
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