C/W: CNC/ Rapey (with friends :D)
Do you have that one friend that's honestly really fucking hot... apart from their aggravating personality? A smug smile on her pretty face as she pokes tiny little holes into you? Saying things they know would annoy you... just because they can?
It's so, so bad to admit but sometimes I dream of hate fucking her. Every mocking, every teasing, taunting phrase that makes my brain... twitch. Just slightly. Until I need to do something about it.
"Good boy," she calls me, tone dripping with condescension. "Aww, can't you do anything for yourself? Are you really that helpless?" She might say as I reach the end of my patience. "What are you gonna do? Acting all tou— WOAH!"
A hand pinning her wrists against the mattress, another firmly grasping a handful of her luxurious hair. My body weight on hers, holding her down.
And for once, she's silent.
Something in her eyes is different. Really different. Dripping with something else, something new. Submission. Silently accepting. And then she shifts into gear and she's mouthing off again.
"Couldn't beat me with words so you had to fucking pin me down, huh?"
That stings. I find myself looking down at her lips. Such pretty lips spitting such sharp venom. I unzip and fish out my throbbing cock. She realises what I'm about to do immediately.
"Hey... hey, no stop that. That's... that's... we can't do that. I'm— I'm sor—aumpgh."
"God... you're so much better when you're quiet," I say, even as her throat struggles and convulses around my thick cock. I shift around, holding her in place as I shuffle my trousers off, before pulling her pretty face up and down my cock. Just like a cheap, worn fleshlight. Two hands on her head, pulling and pushing her sloppy, stupid mouth on my cock.
"Aww, can't talk shit to me now, can you? Did you really sit there and think there wouldn't be consequences for pissing me off, you stupid bitch? Really?" As I hold her down, throat trembling, eyes watering, make-up running down her pathetic face. Weakly, she trembles and resists. Catching a glimpse of her insane, slutty tits, I give them a sharp slap, fondling them as I pound her throat.
God, it feels so fucking good pounding into that warm, wet hole knowing I'm stripping her of her ability to annoy me. Converting that inferior fucking hole into something useful. Just as I feel my balls coil and churn, I pull her off me. She pulls away, strings of saliva connecting the base of my cock to her reddened lips, spluttering with loud coughs.
She pants momentarily, struggling to catch her breath. "You... You asshole, you were so rough— AHH!"
I push her down again, flipping her over to pin her on her tummy.
"No... STOP, please don't. Don't put it in, I'm sorry for saying all that shit. I didn't mean it."
I pause, a hand resting against her chin, another on her perfect ass.
"You don't want this? Really?"
That look in her eyes appear again. And yet she still shakes her head slightly. "No..."
My hand reaches down to her cunt. It's wet.
"Well... clearly, this hole is only good for fucking, not speaking," I say, stuffing my fingers down her mouth. She grunts against my fingers, as if squealing before I slam myself inside her cunt.
She's weak almost immediately. Limp as I jerk off inside her worthless cunt. "Aww, who's a good girl now? Huh?" As I slam myself inside of her, slick, sloppy sounds as my cock stretches her out. She groans against my fingers.
Just normal friends minutes ago. And now she's my worthless fucking bitch. A brainless fleshlight for me to dump my cum into. Memories of her arrogance and cockiness flash across my mind, driving me to pound her hard. Half the pleasure comes from my cock buried in her tight, pretty holes. The other half comes from knowing I'm breaking her into complete submission.
Conquering this mouthy, little thing with each thrust. Claiming her as my own little fuckpet. I chuckle as I fuck her, knowing that no matter how mouthy she is in the future, we'll both know she's my little cocksleeve deep down. Just a set holes that's been designed to take my cum.
The thought of that sets me off, ropes of cum plastering her womb. Claiming her. I'd lay there for a few minutes, catching my breath as she lays under me motionless. As if waiting for me to use her again.
As if she's learned her lesson.
