The Cruel Twists of Love by kathryn morgan-parry

with just small movements of his fingers. Phil pulls his fingers out and pulls Helen legs back so she has to bend over the balcony railings. But Phil hand stays around Helen throat with his erotic threat. He slips himself into her from behind and starts rubbing her clitoris with his other hand.
    “ Ahhhh” Helen cries out in surprise. Helen can’t help the moan of pleasure by the suddenness of him inside her because she never heard him undoing his trousers. She knows he still dressed because she can feel Phil clothes on her skin. He dips his thumb on her throat again and stops her breath suddenly.
    “I said shush” he warns and he strokes the length of her throat making her relax to the horror of not being able to breathe. Helen feels him moving inside her as he continues to hold on to her throat. Helen’s pleasure builds with each movement from Phil inside her and from the gently caresses from his hands on her clitoris and around Helen’s throat. Every moan that escapes from Helen’s lips Phil stops her breathing with his hand but with his other hand firmly caressing her clitoris to distract her from her fear. She can feel her body tightening when he moves faster inside her. She wants to scream from the pleasure. Phil pulls back on Helen throat to make her stand up and he breathes into her neck. Kissing her neck then biting her, then sucking the spot between his teeth when Helen climaxes in a long groan of pleasure. Phil laughs loudly and pulls out from her body and grabs Helen by the scruff of her hair.
    “ Inside now” he commands and pulling her hair and dragging her inside, it doesn’t hurt much she thinks shocked but following. Phil forces her onto the bed and grabs the wine bottle the waiter must have brought earlier when she was on the balcony
    “ Drink” he commands and pours it into Helen’s mouth and spills the wine over her protesting mouth when Helen struggles to drink from the bottle.
            Pinning Helen hands behind her back Phil sits astride her. Helen splutters from the wine still being poured down her throat.
    “ Alright no more wine for you Helen” and Phil drinks from the bottle. Helen can’t move with his full weight over her body.
    “ You made a sound” he teases Helen
    “I want to try something, do you trust me?” Phil whispers softly
    “ Yes” and strangely she did trust Phil completely
    “ You see Helen you have not pleased me, do you want to please me?”
    “ Yes” she hurt, did she do something wrong? She thinks and she wanted to please him and she would do anything to make him happy.
    “I want you to masturbate for me Helen and I want to watch you make yourself cum”
    “I don’t want to Phil, I do want to please you but ?” she says shyly
    “ That o.k. Helen I will finish myself of in the bathroom” Phil says sourly and he gets off the bed.
    “ O.k. Phil I will try but what do you want me to do?” she wanted to please Phil and she could pretend it was his hands over her body.
    “ Just caress yourself Helen, it’s not hard” Helen slips her hands over her body. Touching her breasts with her one hand and slipping the other hand between her legs. But her hands felt strange caressing her own skin. Helen needed Phil to do this but sinking her fingers into her body and pretending she was enjoyed her own touch.
    “ That it Helen, touch yourself for me. Teach me what you like” he whispers and she starts to flex her finger inside of her body with the one hand and starts lightly caressing her clitoris with her other hand. Helen starts to relax to her strange touch and watches Phil’s face of greedy pleasure. Phil stretches out beside Helen on the bed when she continues to tease herself for him and watches him take a drink from the bottle.
    “ Suck the bottle” and he pours the wine into her mouth. Stopping the wine with her tongue and sucking for him.
    “ You like to suck things?” he whispers to her when he removes the bottle from her lips and takes