Chapter 7

Chapter 7

The Manipulated

ELSA

“Get on your knees and take out my dick, Kitten.” The gun was on my lower chin now, lifting my face to meet his.

My heart was thumping extremely hard now. He didn’t just… did he just ask me to… The gun under my chin made my body quiver. He could kill me right now, toss my body into the river, and no one would know; they’d think I lost my inhaler and died.

“You don’t have to do this; I swear I won’t tell—“

“Remove my belt, Elsa.”

A shiver dropped down my spine, and I took in a deep breath before going on my knees. He was wearing black trousers that looked like jeans but weren’t. My hands were shaking when I got to his belt. I removed it and tossed it away; my hand went to his zip next, and I pulled it down. I could just punch his dick and make a run for it.

𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙝𝙚'𝙙 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙉𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣.

I couldn’t see his face, but I had a feeling he was watching me intently—my every move. I obeyed his earlier request and placed my hand inside the open space the zip had created for me. I didn’t have to go deeper; it was there. My chest tightened when I felt it, and his deep intake of breath also showed that he felt it. I closed my eyes and tried to bring it out; my hands couldn’t fully wrap around it—it felt hard and big. Something else was poking at me. I brought it out of his trousers and immediately dropped my hand like he had the flu I didn’t want to contact. I stared at his dick; was it possible for someone to be this big? It was hard, eight inches long and big. Believe it or not, I was excellent at mathematics, and it was a solid eight with veins and… piercings…

My eyes widened with shock.

His dick was pierced, actually pierced on both sides of the cap. Something in my belly shifted—not sure what exactly it was, but I knew it did.

My knee was starting to ache, but that wasn’t the problem.

I tried not to give him the satisfaction of seeing any emotion in my expression, and I hoped I was doing a good job at hiding it.

“Open your mouth.” He ordered, and I gulped; the gun left my chin and went back to the side of my head.

“It’s…” I couldn’t complete the words; it would give him the satisfaction he needed. But I couldn’t take it, not all of it; it’d break my mouth.

“Open.” He ordered; I furrowed my brows angrily. What the hell was I doing? This man kidnapped me and killed people, and I’m thinking of the size of his dick and the fucking piercings it has? Are you dumb, Elsa?

“If you do this, I would scream, so loud that everyone around this fucking building will come to my aid, and you would be in jail.”

“If you want to scream, why waste it on empty words? Let me make you scream my name instead.” I looked up at him this time; he had a grin on his lips that made me gulp as he threw the gun to the bed and fisted my hair to push my face back to his dick that was standing out to me. “But first, I want you to taste me.”

With that, he plunged his full length into my mouth without as little as a warning. I gagged, and my eyes widened; I grabbed his thighs and pushed myself off. I tried to get away, but his hand on my hair made it impossible. My body was filled with fear; he brought it out, and I took in deep breaths before he placed it in my mouth again, but not fully and not as aggressive as the last time.

The salty taste of him slipped deep and deep across my tongue until I could feel his piercing all over my mouth—the coldness of the metal. He groaned when he reached the end of my throat, but there was still a significant amount of his length that didn’t enter.

The piercing was scraping against my insides as he kept fucking my mouth; his pace was from slow to fast. I held onto his thighs like they were the only thing keeping me standing. He kept going in and out of my mouth with no remorse, no control; his groans filled the room; I gagged when he added more length to it.

Tears formed at the back of my eyes. The piercings made things worse, so much worse! The tears flowed freely down my cheeks when he gripped my throat and buried more of his length to the base. I could feel them all—his dick, the thickness, the piercings—every single thing, down my throat. My eyes were rolling behind the back of my head; my face was wet with tears, and just when I felt my breathing stop, he pulled out of me. I gasped for air, taking in a lot as if I had just woken up from the dead. I thought it was over, but my eyes stared shocked when he pushed in his dick, carrying me up from the ground by my waist. The next thing I knew, my back was on the bed.

Fear gripped my chest. “W… what do you think you’re doing?” It hurt to even speak; that was how much he had ravaged my mouth.

He had already tied my hands to the bed. “You’ve tasted me, and now, I’ll taste you.”

My eyes widened. “No, no please…” I tried to struggle away by tugging at the rope that tied my two hands together to the bed stand.

“This would be the punishment for letting Nathan touch you, and since you’ve been such a good girl, he won’t die today.” His hand went to my jumper gown and pulled it up to my waist, exposing my red panties.

“If you do this, I’ll never forgive you,” I shouted at him; my legs were both on the bed, and his hands separated them. He knelt on the ground in between my thighs and dragged me down by my waist. My body was still on the bed, but my clit was close to him.

“I think we are past the redemption phase, Kitten.” He tugged at my panties and in one go, they tore. “You wanted to scream, Elsa. Now, scream.”

His cold tongue and mouth plunged into my pussy, and just like he commanded, I screamed and tried to wiggle away from his tongue, his lips, and everything about him. His hand that gripped my thighs held me in place. I tugged at the rope that held my hands together; they didn’t budge. His tongue on my pussy was anything but soft; he licked up and down, left and right, nibbling my clitoris. I was soaked up, and I hated it so much.

“Oh God…” My eyes were rolling behind my head, “I can’t… please stop… please.”

“I love the idea of being your God, Kitten.”

𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠, 𝙞 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙚𝙣𝙟𝙤𝙮 𝙞𝙩, 𝙞 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥, 𝙞 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥 𝙩... 𝙩𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚.

His tongue thrust became more intense; he pulled his hand under my gown that was now on my waist, and his hand found my breast. I tried shaking his hand away, but he bit my clitoris; I whimpered as pain eluded my body. He began licking it again to ease the pain he caused; he was eating me out like he was worshiping me. His fingers were on my sensitive hard nipples from under my gown and black long-sleeve topl; he pinched with his hard sharp fingers. I shrieked; his tongue was right inside my pussy, flickering inside it with his tongue. It felt like my body was all over the place; I was…

The pleasure, the anger, it was overwhelming. I wanted to hold him and push him off me; I…

“You… you can’t do…” What was I saying? I had no idea; I was just about to—

His lips left my clit, and anger coupled with disappointment filled my body like cold water had just been poured on me. He left me on edge.

I couldn’t say anything; I just stared at him.

“It’s called punishment for a reason, Kitten.” He smiled and licked his lips slowly as he closed his eyes like he was trying to get every taste of me.

I felt my stomach twist, and it irritated me because it wasn’t fully because of fear.

He walked over to my hand and untied my wrists; I immediately jerked my arms over my body and covered my gown. Tears came back to my eyes. He had just violated me. I looked at my panties, and his eyes went there too.

“Don’t even think of wearing panties; I want your thighs to get sticky as you walk today, so you’ll remember exactly who did that to you.”

“You’re a sick psychopath. If you think you’re going to get away with this, you’re wrong. I will make sure you go to jail.”

He opened a drawer and picked something up before throwing it on the bed right next to me; it was an inhaler, a brand new one. “Get into the car then; I’ll drop you off at the police station.