"Aron's point of view,""Sorry, I slapped you. Aron, please let me go." Her tears, glistening in the red-hued room light, resemble a red diamond amidst the white snow. Her resistance to my physical contact only intensified my desire to feel her all over. Her wedding dress still blocked my view of her stunning milky white thighs, no matter how much I tried to open her legs by tying a leg spreader between them. I was trying to put her at ease by gently touching her, but she smacked me across the face, which hurt my man's pride. Sara's resistance only served to heighten my attraction to her body; I've never met a woman who didn't enjoy my touch. Junior Finge was quite excited to explore her pussy's depths. However, I intended to make her plead with me to let me inside of her. Once again, I lay down on her to feel her pulpy lips. I have no idea what it is about her lips that makes me want to keep kissing her. It wasn't even our kiss; I was the only one who placed her lips in my mouth
"Sara's point of view,""I wanted to touch his magnificent physique so badly, but he tied my hand. I want to feel his kisses all over me. Please come to me, darling. I can't wait to feel you inside of me. Please free my hand from this tight hold." He turned on the light and started reading the first paragraph of my written story. I felt uncomfortable exposing my bare body to him in the bright light of the room. Handcuffs and a leg spreader still bind me, despite my best efforts to escape his lustful stare. My thighs began to ache due to excessive spreading. My eyes lingered on his torso. His figure is undeniably stunning, with 8-pack abs, muscular arms, and a sparkling chest, but it isn't enough to make me drool over him. No amount of his attempts to make amends will ever remove the monstrous impression he has in my mind because of everything he did to me. I took my eyes off his body and looked around the room. It was unlike any other opulent room I'd seen or read about in the
"Aron's point of view,""I'm in pain, Aron; please let me go." She let out a piercing scream as new tears streamed down her face. I could tell it was her first time just by looking at her face and feeling the pressure in her pussy. I never imagined that a well-known author of sexual fiction would never have sex. That's wonderful. I have never been so satisfied with another woman. Junior Finge had never become that hardened before. "Sara, you truly are amazing." I tasted her nipple once more. She continued to cry instead of making a pleasurable moan. This may be a tough experience for a virgin, but it's not my fault at all. I wanted to be nice to her, but she preferred rough sex. She was wailing increasingly loudly as I vigorously pressed my dick inside her. Fortunately, I've already granted my servants leave; otherwise, after hearing her agonizing cries, I fear what they will think of me. Instead of relishing our first moment together, she let out a scream. I softly put my lips
"Sara's point of view,"How could he do this to me? Now, I'm sure he wasn't a human but a monster. How could he have spread his disgusting sperm all over my body? What did he think of himself? Money can not buy everything. He must show me some adequate. I slammed the door to his room and stormed out in a fit of rage. I used his shirt to cover my body because I couldn't find anything to protect me from his lustful gaze. Where should I go now? I have no idea about his house. Unfortunately, I didn't see a housekeeper in his home, but if there are any other people here, I will ask for their help to rescue me. "Where are you going, Miss Grace?" I must flee immediately from this lustful beast before he discovers me. I want to go to bed since I'm so exhausted already. I hurried into a room to get away from him. After locking it inside, I looked around the room.As I take a look inside of the room, I find soft glow from the lights around the room filled it in. Moonlight came in throug
"Aron's point of view,"She stepped out of the room and thudded, shutting the door behind her. Seeing her flee from me as if she perceived a ghost in me made me smile. This lady is truly strange. After such intense sex, ladies typically prepare for more, but this woman fled away from me. Did she not have fun with me? No, that is not possible. I realized she had an orgasmic experience with me; therefore, why did she flee? Maybe she was offended when you poured your sperm over her. Oh, come on, what did I do wrong with it? But after abandoning me in this room alone, where was she going? What would I do on my own without her? In this room, I needed her for everything. I want to try everything on her—the leg spreader, the handcuffs, the whip, the rope, the collar, and the blindfold. I want to see how her body reacts. I've got to bring her to this room. She needs my permission to exit this room. Once more, I want to feel her tight pussy. Again, my junior is interested in crashing
"Sara's point of view,""What are you doing?" The sensation of a hand on my breast woke me. "Do you not find it pleasing?" He rubbed my breast and questioned me in a hungry tone. His voice was incredibly alluring, but why did he wake me up in the middle of the night, disrupting my restful sleep? Wait, let me ask him how he got into this room. I recall verifying the room's lock from the inside before retiring for the night. "How did you get into this room?"Even though I switched off every light in the room before going to bed, the moonlight streaming in through the window illuminated the monsters' features. "Do you think you can get away from me, baby?"In a blink of an eye, he was over me. "What are you doing? Let me go to sleep." I became aware that he had undone my shirt button, exposing my bare breast, as I felt the warmth of his body. His shirt is doing nothing good for my body. What's the point of covering my backside with his shirt when he's already lying on my body? I d
"Aron's point of view,"She initially screamed and sobbed as I inserted my junior member deep into her, but she eventually stopped. She even shut her eyes with a blank expression. Did my hard thrusting not affect her? By now, she ought to be moaning with joy. Maybe she becomes tired of having sex in the same posture. To attempt a new position, I pulled my junior out of her pussy. To make it doggy-style, I twisted her body. To my astonishment, though, she did not bow down before me. Her already-bound hand now appears to be moving in a zigzag pattern. To motivate her to raise her hips in the air, I authoritatively slapped her on the behind. However, instead of feeling the impact of my slap, she burst into tears once more. Oh god, this woman and her tantrums are just too much to bear. I forced her knees to bend so she could adopt a doggie position in front of me after she refrained from bouncing her ass in the air. I tried to push my dick inside her, but her ass was too short to a
"Sara's point of view,""Whose number is this?" I was sleeping soundly until my phone started ringing. I wasn't aware I had slept until the afternoon. I can't believe I slept until the afternoon. I used to get up early every morning. Perhaps you slept so late because of the physical torment you endured last night. My body continued to hurt from his intense fucking. I thought last night that he was a real monster rather than a human. He was just interested in fucking me so hard; he didn't give a damn about my suffering, my cries, or even my tears. I don't even want to get out of bed or put on clothes. What purpose did the clothing I was wearing when he tore it to pieces serve? Did it cover my body? However, where is he now? I turned around to search for him. Thank God he is not around; I can at least breathe freely in his absence. However, where is he now? Last night, he showed me no mercy; therefore, I have no reason to be concerned with him. I was getting angrier the more I