Chapter Two (B1)

Chapter 2

Vesper's POV

He pulled his dick slowly out of my mouth with a sensual drag that left my lips tingling and my throat aching deliciously from the stretch, Saliva stretched from my swollen lips to his semi hard dick still slick from my throat, the saliva stretched between us for a second before it broke and dripped down my chin. 

I panted hard with my mouth still open for more, the taste of his cum lingering salty and thick on my tongue while I knelt there eagerly waiting for his next command.

He fisted my hair and tilted my head back so I looked up at him, His desire filled eyes locked on mine, burning with control that made my pussy clench in response. “Stand and turn around,” he said, voice low and steady without any room for argument.

I rose on legs that felt weak and unsteady from the way my body already hummed with need. He spun me to face the bench and pushed me forward until my cheeks pressed against the padded edge, then bent me over it so my breasts flattened against the cool leather and my ass lifted high for him to see.

His palm connected with my ass cheek in a sharp smack that echoed through the room and sent a sting spreading warm across my skin. I gasped as the heat sank deeper and made my clit throb. He spanked the other side with more force, the impact rocking me forward while I moaned into the leather and gripped the edges of the bench to steady myself.

“Count them,” he commanded, hand rubbing the spot he had just hit to spread the burn even further.

“One,” I breathed, voice muffled against the bench as another smack landed and made my ass jiggle.

“Two,” I said louder when the next one came harder and left me clenching my thighs together to ease the growing ache between them.

He kept going without pause, each smack building on the last until my ass felt on fire and the heat pulsed straight to my pussy, making wetness drip down my inner thighs and soak the leather under me. By ten I was trembling, breath coming in short pants, my body begging for more even as the sting turned to a deep throbbing need.

“Good girl,” he murmured close to my ear, his breath hot against my neck while his fingers trailed light over the red marks he had left. “Now spread your legs wider for me and show me that wet pussy.”

I shifted my feet apart and reached back to pull my cheeks open, feeling the cool air hit my exposed holes and make me shiver with how open and vulnerable it left me. He knelt behind me and his breath brushed my pussy first, warm and teasing, then his tongue swept in one long lick from my clit to my entrance that had me pushing back with a moan.

He licked again slower this time, circling my clit with the flat of his tongue before flicking the tip over it and sucking hard enough to make my hips jerk. I cried out when he pushed two fingers inside me and curled them deep to hit that spot while he kept sucking and licking, the pressure building fast as my pussy clenched around his fingers and my breath turned to whimpers.

“Daddy, please,” I begged, voice breaking as the pleasure coiled tighter and made my thighs shake.

“Please what?” he asked, pulling his mouth away just long enough to nip the inside of my thigh with his fangs and send a small jolt of venom burning through my skin.

“Please fuck me,” I whispered, pushing back against his fingers as he added a third and stretched me wider. “I need your cock inside me, Daddy, I need you to own me.”

He stood and pulled his fingers free, leaving me empty and aching until I felt the head of his cock press against my entrance thick and hot. “Beg again,” he said, rubbing the tip through my wetness to coat himself while he nipped my shoulder with his fangs and let more venom seep in.

“Please, Daddy, fuck me hard,” I begged louder, the venom already spreading fire through my veins and making every touch feel twice as intense. “Ruin my pussy, claim me, make me yours.”

He slammed in deep and the stretch burned so good I screamed, my pussy clenching around him as he started thrusting with a punishing force that shoved me forward against the bench. Every stroke dragged his cock against my walls and hit my cervix, pleasure mixing with pain in a way that had me moaning loudly while the venom turned it all to senual heat.

His hand wrapped my throat from behind and squeezed just enough to make my head spin and my breath catch, his other hand spanking my ass again and again in rhythm with his thrusts. Crack after crack the smacks landed and made me clench harder around him, my pussy dripping with every hit until I felt the wetness slide down my legs.

He leaned down and his fangs grazed my neck before he bit deep, venom flooding in hot and fast while he kept thrusting savage and deep. The rush hit me like fire in my blood, every nerve lighting up until the pleasure became overwhelming and I came with a scream, my pussy spasming around his cock and gushing while my body shook against the bench.

He didn't stop or slow, he kept fucking me through it with his fangs still buried in my neck and more venom pumping in, dragging out the orgasm until I sobbed and begged for more. The bond flared between us and I felt his pleasure echo back into me, making every thrust feel like it was hitting twice as hard.

“Daddy, harder, bite me again,” I begged, voice hoarse as another climax started to build from the venom burning through me.

He snarled and bit the other side of my neck, fresh venom rushing in while his hand tightened on my throat and he spanked my ass one last time hard enough to make me cry out. The combined burn and pressure pushed me over again, my pussy milking his cock in hard clenches as I came screaming and gushing, waves rolling through me without end until my legs trembled and I could barely hold myself up.

He kept going, thrusting relentlessly and deep to force another orgasm out of me right after the last, my body shaking and sobbing while I begged incoherently for him to claim me completely. The venom made everything sharper, hotter, the pleasure so intense it bordered on too much but I wanted every second of it.

“Milk my cock,” he growled against my ear, his voice rough and possessive as he swelled thicker inside me.

His release hit hot and thick, spurts flooding my pussy and overflowing down my thighs while my body clenched again in response, another climax tearing through me long and shattering as I screamed and milked him dry.

He stayed buried deep inside me, his fangs easing out of my neck as he licked the bite marks closed and kissed the skin there slow and claiming. His hand loosened on my throat but stayed possessive, fingers stroking my pulse while our breaths slowed together.

“You are a good pussy,” he murmured against my skin. “i should probably keep you.”

I turned my head and kissed him slow, tasting blood and venom on his lips while my body still trembled around him.

“You’re a good dick, it's nice swallowing your cum,” I whispered and watched in amusement as his eyes widened in shock when he saw the wooden stake that materialized in my hand out of thin air and saw my facial features shifting to my true nature, glamor aside. 

He tried fighting me off last minute but it was no use, I plunged the stake deep into where his heart was supposed to be and I watched as his body turned lifeless and gradually turned to dust, the barbell on his dick and other jewelries previously on his body was the only thing left of him. 

“Such a waste of fine dick” I said to myself as I melted into thin air.