Jul 312008

She was assigned to me.

“She wants it rough,” they said.

“She wants you to use her,” they commanded.

I was eager to obey.

I grabbed her by her blonde hair and she squealed in delight. I forced her head down to be level with my waist and I walked her to the corner. She shook with excitement. I shoved her into the corner and lurked over her. She glowed with anticipation.

I choked her and she smiled.

I ripped off her shirt and she moaned.

I tore off her panties and she opened her legs.

I slapped her face and she pouted.

I bit her nipples and she whined.

I slipped my fingers into her cunt and she protested.

“I’m not ready,” she said. “I want a spanking. I want to be tied up. I want you to make me want it.”

I heard everything she said. I bent her over till her head was in the corner. I put the lube on my cock. I entered her.

She cried out. Her fists hit the wall in annoyance. Her body squirmed with her tantrum.

“This is not how I wanted it!” she said.

I know. She wanted to be seduced with roughness. She wanted her will broken down with her permission. She wanted to be the architect of her distressful passion.

Instead, I used her.

  5 Responses to “Fiction: Seduced With Roughness”

  1. Wow, that was so irresistably sexy! I love this post.


  2. Rose- Thanks :)

    Musns- Thanks to you too :)

  3. I… am a total fan!

  4. Athena- lol, thanks.

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