38

Liam Pov

The night stretched on, each hour marked by more intense and brutal sessions. Maxine's pleas for mercy fell on deaf ears. I was relentless, driven by a need to maintain my authority and remind her who owned her. Her cries and moans filled the room, mingling with the sound of our bodies colliding.

"Please, Master, stop," she begged, tears streaming down her face. "I can't take any more. I'm going to pass out. Please…."

I ignored her, my hands gripping her hips tightly as I thrust into her again and again. Her sobs only fueled my desire, pushing me to go harder, deeper. She tried to push me away, her weak hands pressing against my chest, but I didn't relent.

"What did I do to you?" she cried, her voice breaking. "Why do you hate me so much? Why do you treat me so badly?"

I didn't respond, my focus was solely on the primal need to dominate her. Her question remained in the air, unanswered. I wasn't sure why I treated her this way. Perhaps it was her attitude, her initial refusal