Chapter 5: Proper Bitch

This is overwhelming, too overwhelming. I try to stop him, push him off. He laughs and continues to drill himself in and out of me.

I feel like I am going to die. It’s too much.

But my body relaxes, and calms down, leaving a strange warmth in my body.

He slows down to a complete stop. I can hear him panting.

My brain starts to clear. I start crying again.

What did I do?

The evil fucking monster brought me to the middle of nowhere, beat me and started raping me. But instead of fighting him, my body, my disgusting body helped him!

I kissed him, held him tight, moved my hips and moaned loudly. I did those things, I enjoyed it, I loved it. My disgusting body loved it more than anything I have ever done!

It was all true. I am a fucking disgusting slut.

I feel him slowly push inside. I feel him brushing past my walls. My brain starts to fog again. I feel my nipples harden.

I open my eyes to see him. He is grinding his teeth. A thick fog of lust fills my brain.

My hands wrap around his back again.

He starts to pull out, but unlike many times before, he pulls out completely.

“I am going to make you an actual fucking bitch!”, he says delightedly. It excites me to see him delighted even though I don’t understand what he means.

He turns me upside down and then starts to lift my torso. Lust fills me as I finally understand.

My body sets into a crawling position, resting on my palm and knees. My body waits impatiently for him to enter me again. He pushes my back slightly down, arching my back. I realise why, another wave of excitement hits me, and I arch my back even lower. I can barely wait. I want it, I need it right now.

I feel his fingers in between my legs.

“Mmmmmmm”, I hear myself moaning.

“This looks fucking sexy!”, I hear him say and then his hand hits my butt.

“Ohhhhhhhh”, I moan again.

“Look towards me!”, He orders.

I reflexively turn my head to look back. I see a sudden white flash of light. He is holding his phone pointing his camera towards me.

It feels like a loud lightning strike that has suddenly woken me up and made me completely alert.

Two conflicting emotions start racing each other.

One is pure horror. He is an evil monster; I am hundred per cent sure he is going to do vile things with it. He will probably share this picture, leak it and ruin me forever. Or maybe, he will use this picture to blackmail me.

The second emotion is confusion. Somehow, I like it. He will use this to make me do whatever he wants. Thinking of doing everything he wants, to let him be in total control makes me leak in between my legs.

It doesn’t help that his fingers are doing small circles in between my legs.

“Uhhhhhh”, a moan slips out my mouth before I can decide what to do.

He turns the camera to himself.

“The fucking slut!...”. He says and turns the camera to me again and plunges his fingers inside.

“Mmmmmmm”, I moan.

“ ... The bitch is in heat...”, He says, laughs and pulls out his fingers and shows them to the camera. His fingers are glistening with my juices.

“Let’s give the bitch what she wants”, He says delightedly and moves the camera to point at his crotch.

For the first time, I see it. My hunger explodes. My brain fills with mad wild desperate need. I want to eat it, grab it, rub it on my body; it’s confusing. I just know I want it. I don’t know what to do with it. But I want to so much.

I look at the big glistening head with the hole in the middle. I want to touch it, squeeze it between my fingers, lick it, taste it. I want to spread my tongue over it. I want to rub my fingers on the hole, shove my tongue inside it and scoop his juices. I don’t know clearly what I want to do, but I want to do something, everything.

Then my eyes move down to the shaft. I look at the glistening rubbery skin covered in veins. I want to feel the skin and feel the veins on my palm. I want to follow and trace the veins to their end. I want to taste the bumps.

My eyes follow the entire length of the shaft down to the base which is hidden by a forest of thick black curly hair that covers most of his pubic area. I can see in some places this hair is wet and glistening in slime.

From the forest, wrapped in loose rubbery skin his testicles are hanging like fruits on a tree. The skin is sparsely covered with his hair and most of it is wet.

In its entirety, his crotch with patches of wet hair, and his loose and wet rubbery skin look disgusting. Yet I have never been hungrier for anything in my life.