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“Take your little pink tongue and lick me.” Hanna gave a little whimper then took her tongue and lightly ran it over the tip in her mouth. The salty, heady taste exploded over her taste buds. Without wanting to she noted that he tasted good. He tasted of virility and of aroused man. Her teeth grazed over the head lightly and she heard his sharp intake of breath. She thought he would ravage her lips with his massive cock then, but he surprised her by sliding out slowly and then drawing her to her feet. His kiss was gentle; tender even and Hanna could take no offense. Her thoughts and feelings were reeling and it gave her no time to think or analyze his actions. His fingers again found her warm wetness and this time slid effortlessly through the silken folds. Hanna cried out when his knuckles brushed through her curls and rubbed over her clit.
“Did you like that my love?” he asked, and rubbed her clit again but harder. Hanna’s knees threatened to buckle. Xander’s strong arm surrounded her, immobilizing yet cradling her. His fingers started to bury themselves into her and feeling the pressure, Hanna turned her head from him, seeking to pull away. She would not give into his desires without a battle.
“No!” she answered his question with a cry. She was even able to jerk her hands from him and drew back an arm to smack him. His head reeled slightly from the impact. Hanna saw her handprint on his cheek. She looked at him in horror at what she had done, but Xander only smiled, his hand gripping her throat fiercely and holding her still. His gaze was dark and dangerous. Power radiated through his body, and glowed in his eyes.
“Do not do that again. You would not like what I do to retaliate.” His voice was dark, yet amused. “Your wetness says you are not indifferent to my touch.” His fingers invaded again and this time Hanna could not pull away. “Your mind is rejecting my lovemaking but your body is not. What a cruel betrayal that I can make your body respond to my fingers deep inside you and you cannot fight me.” His voice was deceptively soft yet callous. He made his point by taking his thumb and finding her clit and pressing down. That touch made Hanna’s back arch and her hips rise. Xander’s hand pulled her chin down until her stare was fixated on her opening and his fingers caressing her. His cock was pressed against her thigh and pulsed with his heartbeat.
“Watch what I can do to you. Watch my fingers going in and out of your pussy. Feel your body start to coil with orgasm as I stroke your clit. Look how my cock pulses with desire to be inside your wet cunt.”
Xander made her watch his fingers move in and out of her. They were drenched with her juices. She whimpered a little at the sight and at the sound she knew she was close to climaxing just like he said. And she wanted to. The heat was crawling up her body making her skin flush. Seeing this, Xander brought her gaze back to his. Once she was looking into his eyes his fingers pushed inside her deeply and his thumb razed her swollen button.
On a high cry, Hanna came suddenly without warning. Involuntarily, her hips rode his hand, drawing out the orgasm until Hanna’s head fell forward limply. She tried to choke back a sob at her body’s treachery. Xander only laughed at her and slid his fingers carefully out of her tight warmth and brought them into view. Again raising her head he ignored the glittering of tears on her lashes and pushed his wet fingers into her mouth.
“Taste your cum Hanna. Suck on my fingers and lick all your juices off.” He instructed quietly. Hanna opened her mouth and took his fingers inside. Slowly and delicately she licked off her essence from his fingers. He watched approvingly, his cock burning against her thigh in reaction.
And with that he pulled her from the wall and practically threw her onto the ornate bed in the corner of the room. With a cry Hanna fell, then tried to get up and run. He was on her in an instant, holding her down despite her flailing and yelling. With barely any effort he had her on her knees, her head on the sheets with her hands outstretched before her. His one hand was holding the back of her neck, keeping her forehead down.
“Grab onto the headboard and do not let go.” He instructed her, punctuating each word with a jolt of his arm. Hanna almost asked why but the hand gripping her neck tightened briefly in warning. Gradually, hands shaking, she wound her them around two strong spindles. She felt his body move to her side instead of behind her. Her buttocks were raised into the air and she felt a good measure of embarrassment at the position. She was totally exposed and unable to do anything about it. With her head down she could not see, but she could feel. Xander’s hand rubbed over her buttocks, over the crease until his fingers reached her soaked pussy. Her body contracted and her pussy throbbed once in reaction. Noting this, Xander chuckled softly. Then his hand left and Hanna did not know what he was going to do. Her thoughts were answered when she felt him move her legs very far apart and felt a sharp slap on her buttocks. Her body jerked in response and she gave out a cry of surprise. The bastard was beating her with his belt! She tried to fight him off but he just held her down and delivered two more burning slaps with his belt.
“Easy my pet. I am only spanking you.” His voice finally penetrated over her howls. “This is for arousal purposes only. If I truly wanted to hurt you I would tie you down and use a whip.” His voice indicated that he was joking but Hanna could not see the humor. He stopped for a moment to push her legs wide. Again he delivered two cracks to her backside, but this time the tip of the belt was aimed at her nether mouth. Hanna’s intake of breath at the sensation was far from angry. When he had smacked her pussy with the leather a tingling from the area rose up all throughout her body. He waited for a moment for her to get used to the new sensation then again he spanked her backside and lips with the belt. Hanna could not help the little “oh” of pleasure that escaped her throat at the contact. Several more times his belt came down and she felt herself getting wetter and her body getting hotter. She could feel the stirrings of an orgasm building just from being spanked. Hanna found herself anticipating the blows and angling her hips in a better pose to receive the strap. Xander must have noticed she was ready for suddenly his great weight was on top of her, holding her down.
She tried to buck him off but his hand delved deep into her mahogany hair, grabbed a handful and tugged. Hanna stopped fighting, her breathing coming in short pants. Xander was d****d over her body from behind, his knees keeping her legs apart and Hanna felt his throbbing member probe her entrance. She was going to marshal her strength for one last fight, but it was too late. The hard hot head of Xander’s cock was easing into her tight sheath. In her ear she heard and felt his inhalation of breath as sheer pleasure racked his body. Finally, finally! After all the fighting and waiting she was right where he wanted her – helpless and immobile beneath him and trembling in fear and desire.
Hanna could not move; she was in shock. He was hard and deep and he stretched her inner walls to its limits. She never felt so full or so needy. Slowly, carefully she felt him push inside her, her pussy milking him until he was buried to the hilt. He moaned at how deep his thick cock was embedded. Before she could gather her thoughts his other hand found her little clit, pushed back the hood and rotated the nub deep and hard. A little shocked sound of pleasure came from her mouth before she could hide it. Smug masculine laughter rumbled through his chest at the sound.
“That’s it my little hellion. Feel that? I can - you’re wet and dripping for me just like I always wanted. You fought against me and your own hidden desires until I made them come to the surface.” As he spoke he started to drive himself into her taut pussy, all the while rubbing her wet clit. Helplessly, Hanna moaned, not wanting to listen or feel what Xander was doing to her but not having any way to stop him. “You’re wet and moaning as I force myself into you and getting wetter. Feel my finger rubbing your clit? I’m rubbing it very hard and very slow and I’m going to make you come again. I feel your body getting ready to give into the pleasure. Are you prepared to go again my sweet Hanna?” he asked as his hips thrust into her again and again. His plunges were powerful and deep, sweeping Hanna into a maelstrom of sensation. Yes, she could feel the orgasm building without her wanting it to. His body and mind were forcing her to do these acts, yet…yet because of the threat and force the pleasure was undeniably the most erotic and best sex she had ever had.
“You’re giving in…you are so tight…tell me to fuck you Hanna…Now!” he commanded her.
“Fuck me Xander!” she whispered harshly, immobilized from his sheer strength and prowess.
“Tell me to fuck you harder.”
“Fuck me harder! Harder!” Oh god she could not fight anymore! The tension radiated up from his fingers and through her body, the waves coming from the center of her being. She felt so good, so alive and more than anything she never wanted it to end.
“Deeper?”
“Yes, deeper! More Xander, give me…more…”
“Beg me to make you come!” his voice was a feral growl of pain and restraint. Again, Hanna was under his thrall and could not resist him. She didn’t want to.
“Oh…Xander…please…please.” And his fingers delved deep, pinching, rubbing forcing her body to arch and finally climax. Waves of heat and pleasure broke over her body rising and falling endlessly as her body clenched over and over again in release. Xander’s cock was dragging out the pleasure until Hanna was over the edge of consciousness. Her body was limp, exhausted from fighting.
“Now, tell me you love me” came his throaty voice in her ear, insistent, ruling. Hanna had no choice but to obey his every whim. She wanted to answer him just based on the viciousness of his words and his thrusts into her wet core.
“I…love you Xander,” she whispered hoarsely, and her reward was one last great plunge of Xander’s member deep inside her. She felt his orgasm overwhelm him as he spent himself inside her, wringing a heady response from her body. His release triggered another round of trembling deep inside her…and she came again from the wildness of it all. Through her sensual haze, she felt and heard his laughter boom out and envelope her senses. He was sated, replete and she was finally his. He pulled her to his body, both of them naked, sweaty and exhausted. He held her tenderly, one arm locked around her waist, the other in her hair. His lips found the sensitive hollow of her throat and there they rested as he regained his breath. Hanna felt them moving against her and she realized he was whispering something softly against her skin.
“Mine….mine…mine…”
Without warning Hanna was awake, no longer locked in her horrible, wonderful dream world. She sat bolted upright in bed, gasping for breath with her body on fire. She could still feel his rough hands roaming possessively over her body, still feel the heat of his endless kisses on her mouth. She also felt her womb contract as if Xander’s cock was still buried inside her. She was hot and wet and not only did she climax in her mind, her body followed suit even awake. The last throbs of her orgasm rippled through her body and she shuddered from it. For a moment she could only breathe raggedly in a state of shock. No dream, no vision was ever this real or this…Hanna could not think. After a few moments, her rapid gasps subsided and her body cooled, although it still tingled and throbbed in remembrance. Her head lowered, hair covering her face. The aftermath of Xander’s violation – no, she could not call it that. What had just happened was no **** of the mind or body. It had been a fantasy, a sensual culmination of two powerful people that she had tried to avoid for a long time. Xander had only done what she had wanted to be done to her…it was the only way she could accept a sexual union with him. She had convinced herself that the only way he would have her was if he had to take her and she had led him a merry chase until she had been caught in a web of her own making. That was what his mocking laughter had been about. He had seen through her façade, seen right into the heart of her.
The only forcing Xander did was to make Hanna finally admit her hidden feelings for him. The truth was that she truly loved Xander. She loved him with all her heart.
Finally realizing the truth, Hanna could only sit in shock as her body and mind caught up. Her breathing would not slow; her body would not cool down. Before she could think about it, Hanna reached down, her fingers finding her wetness and continuing until she found the swollen button hidden between folds of slick flesh. Her fingers only brushed against her clit and she moaned from the contact. It was like electricity was racing from her pussy to her whole body.
She almost missed the shadows in the corner binding together to make the form of a man, but she certainly caught the movement as a man stepped out of them. Again she gasped as the man of her dreams stepped forth, no longer in her mind but real and in front of her. For a brief moment they stared at each other, his gaze heated with lust and denied hunger. Then, without warning he lunged for her. His growl was drowned out by her scream.
“Did you like that my love?” he asked, and rubbed her clit again but harder. Hanna’s knees threatened to buckle. Xander’s strong arm surrounded her, immobilizing yet cradling her. His fingers started to bury themselves into her and feeling the pressure, Hanna turned her head from him, seeking to pull away. She would not give into his desires without a battle.
“No!” she answered his question with a cry. She was even able to jerk her hands from him and drew back an arm to smack him. His head reeled slightly from the impact. Hanna saw her handprint on his cheek. She looked at him in horror at what she had done, but Xander only smiled, his hand gripping her throat fiercely and holding her still. His gaze was dark and dangerous. Power radiated through his body, and glowed in his eyes.
“Do not do that again. You would not like what I do to retaliate.” His voice was dark, yet amused. “Your wetness says you are not indifferent to my touch.” His fingers invaded again and this time Hanna could not pull away. “Your mind is rejecting my lovemaking but your body is not. What a cruel betrayal that I can make your body respond to my fingers deep inside you and you cannot fight me.” His voice was deceptively soft yet callous. He made his point by taking his thumb and finding her clit and pressing down. That touch made Hanna’s back arch and her hips rise. Xander’s hand pulled her chin down until her stare was fixated on her opening and his fingers caressing her. His cock was pressed against her thigh and pulsed with his heartbeat.
“Watch what I can do to you. Watch my fingers going in and out of your pussy. Feel your body start to coil with orgasm as I stroke your clit. Look how my cock pulses with desire to be inside your wet cunt.”
Xander made her watch his fingers move in and out of her. They were drenched with her juices. She whimpered a little at the sight and at the sound she knew she was close to climaxing just like he said. And she wanted to. The heat was crawling up her body making her skin flush. Seeing this, Xander brought her gaze back to his. Once she was looking into his eyes his fingers pushed inside her deeply and his thumb razed her swollen button.
On a high cry, Hanna came suddenly without warning. Involuntarily, her hips rode his hand, drawing out the orgasm until Hanna’s head fell forward limply. She tried to choke back a sob at her body’s treachery. Xander only laughed at her and slid his fingers carefully out of her tight warmth and brought them into view. Again raising her head he ignored the glittering of tears on her lashes and pushed his wet fingers into her mouth.
“Taste your cum Hanna. Suck on my fingers and lick all your juices off.” He instructed quietly. Hanna opened her mouth and took his fingers inside. Slowly and delicately she licked off her essence from his fingers. He watched approvingly, his cock burning against her thigh in reaction.
And with that he pulled her from the wall and practically threw her onto the ornate bed in the corner of the room. With a cry Hanna fell, then tried to get up and run. He was on her in an instant, holding her down despite her flailing and yelling. With barely any effort he had her on her knees, her head on the sheets with her hands outstretched before her. His one hand was holding the back of her neck, keeping her forehead down.
“Grab onto the headboard and do not let go.” He instructed her, punctuating each word with a jolt of his arm. Hanna almost asked why but the hand gripping her neck tightened briefly in warning. Gradually, hands shaking, she wound her them around two strong spindles. She felt his body move to her side instead of behind her. Her buttocks were raised into the air and she felt a good measure of embarrassment at the position. She was totally exposed and unable to do anything about it. With her head down she could not see, but she could feel. Xander’s hand rubbed over her buttocks, over the crease until his fingers reached her soaked pussy. Her body contracted and her pussy throbbed once in reaction. Noting this, Xander chuckled softly. Then his hand left and Hanna did not know what he was going to do. Her thoughts were answered when she felt him move her legs very far apart and felt a sharp slap on her buttocks. Her body jerked in response and she gave out a cry of surprise. The bastard was beating her with his belt! She tried to fight him off but he just held her down and delivered two more burning slaps with his belt.
“Easy my pet. I am only spanking you.” His voice finally penetrated over her howls. “This is for arousal purposes only. If I truly wanted to hurt you I would tie you down and use a whip.” His voice indicated that he was joking but Hanna could not see the humor. He stopped for a moment to push her legs wide. Again he delivered two cracks to her backside, but this time the tip of the belt was aimed at her nether mouth. Hanna’s intake of breath at the sensation was far from angry. When he had smacked her pussy with the leather a tingling from the area rose up all throughout her body. He waited for a moment for her to get used to the new sensation then again he spanked her backside and lips with the belt. Hanna could not help the little “oh” of pleasure that escaped her throat at the contact. Several more times his belt came down and she felt herself getting wetter and her body getting hotter. She could feel the stirrings of an orgasm building just from being spanked. Hanna found herself anticipating the blows and angling her hips in a better pose to receive the strap. Xander must have noticed she was ready for suddenly his great weight was on top of her, holding her down.
She tried to buck him off but his hand delved deep into her mahogany hair, grabbed a handful and tugged. Hanna stopped fighting, her breathing coming in short pants. Xander was d****d over her body from behind, his knees keeping her legs apart and Hanna felt his throbbing member probe her entrance. She was going to marshal her strength for one last fight, but it was too late. The hard hot head of Xander’s cock was easing into her tight sheath. In her ear she heard and felt his inhalation of breath as sheer pleasure racked his body. Finally, finally! After all the fighting and waiting she was right where he wanted her – helpless and immobile beneath him and trembling in fear and desire.
Hanna could not move; she was in shock. He was hard and deep and he stretched her inner walls to its limits. She never felt so full or so needy. Slowly, carefully she felt him push inside her, her pussy milking him until he was buried to the hilt. He moaned at how deep his thick cock was embedded. Before she could gather her thoughts his other hand found her little clit, pushed back the hood and rotated the nub deep and hard. A little shocked sound of pleasure came from her mouth before she could hide it. Smug masculine laughter rumbled through his chest at the sound.
“That’s it my little hellion. Feel that? I can - you’re wet and dripping for me just like I always wanted. You fought against me and your own hidden desires until I made them come to the surface.” As he spoke he started to drive himself into her taut pussy, all the while rubbing her wet clit. Helplessly, Hanna moaned, not wanting to listen or feel what Xander was doing to her but not having any way to stop him. “You’re wet and moaning as I force myself into you and getting wetter. Feel my finger rubbing your clit? I’m rubbing it very hard and very slow and I’m going to make you come again. I feel your body getting ready to give into the pleasure. Are you prepared to go again my sweet Hanna?” he asked as his hips thrust into her again and again. His plunges were powerful and deep, sweeping Hanna into a maelstrom of sensation. Yes, she could feel the orgasm building without her wanting it to. His body and mind were forcing her to do these acts, yet…yet because of the threat and force the pleasure was undeniably the most erotic and best sex she had ever had.
“You’re giving in…you are so tight…tell me to fuck you Hanna…Now!” he commanded her.
“Fuck me Xander!” she whispered harshly, immobilized from his sheer strength and prowess.
“Tell me to fuck you harder.”
“Fuck me harder! Harder!” Oh god she could not fight anymore! The tension radiated up from his fingers and through her body, the waves coming from the center of her being. She felt so good, so alive and more than anything she never wanted it to end.
“Deeper?”
“Yes, deeper! More Xander, give me…more…”
“Beg me to make you come!” his voice was a feral growl of pain and restraint. Again, Hanna was under his thrall and could not resist him. She didn’t want to.
“Oh…Xander…please…please.” And his fingers delved deep, pinching, rubbing forcing her body to arch and finally climax. Waves of heat and pleasure broke over her body rising and falling endlessly as her body clenched over and over again in release. Xander’s cock was dragging out the pleasure until Hanna was over the edge of consciousness. Her body was limp, exhausted from fighting.
“Now, tell me you love me” came his throaty voice in her ear, insistent, ruling. Hanna had no choice but to obey his every whim. She wanted to answer him just based on the viciousness of his words and his thrusts into her wet core.
“I…love you Xander,” she whispered hoarsely, and her reward was one last great plunge of Xander’s member deep inside her. She felt his orgasm overwhelm him as he spent himself inside her, wringing a heady response from her body. His release triggered another round of trembling deep inside her…and she came again from the wildness of it all. Through her sensual haze, she felt and heard his laughter boom out and envelope her senses. He was sated, replete and she was finally his. He pulled her to his body, both of them naked, sweaty and exhausted. He held her tenderly, one arm locked around her waist, the other in her hair. His lips found the sensitive hollow of her throat and there they rested as he regained his breath. Hanna felt them moving against her and she realized he was whispering something softly against her skin.
“Mine….mine…mine…”
Without warning Hanna was awake, no longer locked in her horrible, wonderful dream world. She sat bolted upright in bed, gasping for breath with her body on fire. She could still feel his rough hands roaming possessively over her body, still feel the heat of his endless kisses on her mouth. She also felt her womb contract as if Xander’s cock was still buried inside her. She was hot and wet and not only did she climax in her mind, her body followed suit even awake. The last throbs of her orgasm rippled through her body and she shuddered from it. For a moment she could only breathe raggedly in a state of shock. No dream, no vision was ever this real or this…Hanna could not think. After a few moments, her rapid gasps subsided and her body cooled, although it still tingled and throbbed in remembrance. Her head lowered, hair covering her face. The aftermath of Xander’s violation – no, she could not call it that. What had just happened was no **** of the mind or body. It had been a fantasy, a sensual culmination of two powerful people that she had tried to avoid for a long time. Xander had only done what she had wanted to be done to her…it was the only way she could accept a sexual union with him. She had convinced herself that the only way he would have her was if he had to take her and she had led him a merry chase until she had been caught in a web of her own making. That was what his mocking laughter had been about. He had seen through her façade, seen right into the heart of her.
The only forcing Xander did was to make Hanna finally admit her hidden feelings for him. The truth was that she truly loved Xander. She loved him with all her heart.
Finally realizing the truth, Hanna could only sit in shock as her body and mind caught up. Her breathing would not slow; her body would not cool down. Before she could think about it, Hanna reached down, her fingers finding her wetness and continuing until she found the swollen button hidden between folds of slick flesh. Her fingers only brushed against her clit and she moaned from the contact. It was like electricity was racing from her pussy to her whole body.
She almost missed the shadows in the corner binding together to make the form of a man, but she certainly caught the movement as a man stepped out of them. Again she gasped as the man of her dreams stepped forth, no longer in her mind but real and in front of her. For a brief moment they stared at each other, his gaze heated with lust and denied hunger. Then, without warning he lunged for her. His growl was drowned out by her scream.
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