Nile’s suggestion

Tyris

“Lord Tyris, slow down,” Serena cried out. She was actually crying. I had her in my clutch for less than thirty minutes and I could already see tears dropping from her eyes.

Pathetic.

“Shut up!” I ordered, my hand meeting with her cheek and tapping it profusely.

Grabbing her legs, I hung them on my shoulders, shoving my length even deeper inside her as she screamed out.

I couldn’t even tell if she would actually survive or pass out but I knew I was enjoying her moans, screams, and cries. She came twice already and I still was not done with her.

Heck, she wasn’t here to be pleased. She came here, voluntarily, to please me.

I warned Serena often but she always came back here for more, so no matter how much she begged or cried out for me to stop, she knew I never listened until I was satisfied.

Knowing this, she could have easily avoided me, to equally avoid my wrath on her in bed, but for some reason, Serena always came crawling back.

“Maybe she has a pain kink?” Nile, my w