seemed to have something liquid in it. He poured some into the palm of his left hand, and then coated the fingers of his right with the contents.
He sat on the edge of the bed, and without any other foreplay, went straight for her pussy, carefully inserting a finger inside her and moving it around before inserting another.
Immediately Jayn felt a gush of heat and desire pouring through her body. Her private parts felt as if they were on fire, and she moaned softly. “What is that?”
He laughed, standing at the edge of the bed to coat his cock with the “Wild Pussy” he’d purchased for his wedding night. It was a banned substance, but he knew people who knew people. It wasn’t that hard to get ahold of. Once he’d coated it liberally, he knelt between her spread thighs, pulling her hips onto his lap. “Wrap your legs around my waist and hang on, princess.”
She did just as he’d told her, and he moved closer, pushing the head of his cock against her entrance. She stared up at him with wide eyes, desperate to have him inside her. She had to climax soon or she was going to die. She knew she was. He seemed to be in the mood to talk to her.
“I’m not going to make love to you, Jayn. I’m going to fuck you. The others? I’m sure they all made love with you.”
“I don’t understand the difference.” And she really didn’t care to just then. She wanted him inside her, taking her with the passion she could see in his eyes.
“The difference is they were gentle. They stroked you and toyed with you. They treated you like a princess. I’m going to fuck you. I’m going to ram my cock into your pussy and ride you hard.”
“Okay, please! Do it now!” Why was he talking and not taking her? She needed to climax.
He held her hips still in his hands and shoved his huge cock into her waiting heat. She let out a gasp of pained pleasure. How could something so big hurt so…good? His movements were rough as he pushed in and out of her moist folds. Whatever he had used on her, and on his penis, was making her body shake with need. She wanted to move her hips in rhythm with his, but his hands on her prevented her from doing so.
He moved her as if she were a rag doll, slamming in and out of her body, using her as if she were a toy. It took her no time at all to climax, and she let out a loud howl as she came, squeezing him tightly inside her.
He kept pounding into her, and quickly found his own climax. He pushed her hips off his thighs and rolled to her side and onto his back. He didn’t touch her for a moment, not snuggling close to her as the others had done. After a moment, he let out a loud sigh. “Go get cleaned up. It’s time to get you back to Finn.”
She stood up and noticed the door that must lead to the bathroom, slipped through it , and quickly washed up. She went back into the bedroom and saw him standing with the bottle of liquid he’d had before. “Lay on your back and spread your legs.”
Her eyes went to his penis, which was flaccid. Why would he want to put more of the liquid inside her? She didn’t question him, but obeyed as she had been trained. All her life, she’d known that it was her duty to obey men and do as she was told. Nothing had changed simply because she’d married.
She spread her legs slightly and watched as he covered two fingers with the liquid, pushing the fingers inside her. She moaned as his fingers brushed her tender flesh and then started to move her hips immediately as her need for orgasm once again was upon her. Whatever the liquid was, it turned her into a raging strumpet, needing a man inside her immediately.
He removed his fingers and helped her to her feet, putting the lid back on the bottle and setting it down. “Let’s go.”
She stared at him in surprise. “But…Aren’t you going to…you know?”
He laughed. “No, I’m not going to ‘you