bitch
I donāt normally call them bitches. Sluts, whores, fucktoys, sure. Holes, absofuckinglutely. But she was a bitch ā she proved it. Throughout the night her vocabulary degraded into a handful of words, mostly,Ā ānoā, āfuck youā,Ā āplease stopā, and raw cry-moan-beg sounds that remain outside the definition of the English language.
But she became bitch when midway through fucking her deep, her throaty, drool-flying moans started sounding like howls. I made her bark for me. Pulled out of her, her moans stopping as soon as my cock was removed. She finally flashed eye contact at me, desperation mixed with primal, irrepressible hate. No body is meant to take this kind of pain happily.
She thought it was over, or that I was slowing down. Maybe she thought I was going to splash cum all over her makeup-stained face, maybe she thought the end was near; that after this, everything was going to be okay.
But that throaty, animal sound had me realizing I was fucking a bitch: ergo, my plaything for the night with the hateful eyes should be fucked like a bitch. She pushed against me and tried to shove me back when I grabbed her waist and flipped her around. I yanked her hair, arching her back until my teeth were at her right earlobe.Ā āBark for me, bitch. Bark for me while I rail you like a goddamn dog. Didnāt you tell me doggy was your favorite position?ā
I hadnāt wanted to give her her favorite positions. In all the talking that led up to tonightās session, I had mentally segmented everything she liked, and decided she wouldnāt have any of it. No, she wasnāt getting her cunt kissed and licked tenderly, like I was her lover. No, she wasnāt going to have me put a Hitachi to her clit. Sheād do what I wanted: deep, selfish fucking. Wrecking. The kind that breaks a girl who isnāt ready.
The fight quickly left her as soon as I called her my bitch, which I did, over and over again, over the sound of her barking, a crackling sound that barely broke through the crying. Goddamn fucking comical thing. I laughed. Not even a cruel, mocking laugh. An entertained, this-is-too-funny laugh. My cock shouldnāt be this hard when Iām losing it to laughter. But it was. Bitches are good that way. I see now why people like having pets. They really know how to entertain their masters.
Omfg yes
