Forced Claiming

Aria ~

The room was bathed in dim red light like blood pooling on the walls. Damien stood shirtless in the center, belt unbuckled, eyes glinting with something feral. The bed had black silk restraints tied to all four corners. On the table: vibrator wand, lube, blindfold, ball gag, "PROPERTY" paddle. My eyes bulged. My knees gave out. This wasn't punishment. This was destruction.

"Lock the door behind you, Aria," Damien said, his voice calm but laced with absolute menace, like a predator playing with prey. "Take off that disgusting gray dress you've been wearing all morning. We're starting your real training right now punishment comes first, then you'll learn exactly what I expect from my perfect wife."

"Damien, please... what are all these things laid out on the table?" I backed away slowly, my voice shaking uncontrollably as my hands flew up to protect myself. "I already cleaned up every single piece of that broken breakfast plate, and I apologized to you over and over again please don't hurt me, I beg you, I can't take this kind of punishment!"

He stepped closer, towering over me completely, his eyes narrowing into dangerous slits. "All that pathetic crying and begging isn't going to help you one bit, Aria. This is your new reality whether you like it or not. You can strip willingly right now like a good little wife, or I'll rip that dress off your body myself and start making phone calls to your parents about what a completely useless daughter they've raised. What's it going to be? Choose quickly."

My hands were shaking so violently I could barely grasp the zipper, but I fumbled with it desperately until the gray dress finally fell in a pathetic heap around my ankles. Standing there completely naked and utterly exposed, I tried with every ounce of strength left in me to cover my breasts and the space between my legs with my trembling arms. He slapped them away with brutal force. "Get your fucking arms down to your sides right now. Pick up that blindfold and put it on. Don't make me repeat myself even one more time."

I hesitated just a split second too long. He grabbed a fistful of my hair in his iron grip and yanked my head back so hard I cried out, then brutally forced the blindfold over my eyes. Total darkness swallowed me whole. Rough hands shoved me backward onto the bed, then my wrists and ankles were snapped into the restraints so viciously tight they immediately cut off all circulation, leaving me spread-eagle and completely, totally helpless.

"Feeling nice and comfortable now, are we?" he mocked, his fingers trailing slowly and deliberately down my bare stomach just to make me flinch. Then CRACK the branded paddle slammed across my ass with bone-deep bruising force. "That's for serving me the most disgusting breakfast I've ever tasted." CRACK. "That's for all the debts your pathetic, worthless family still owes me." CRACK. "And that's for being nothing more than a last-minute replacement when I deserved so much better."

I screamed bloody murder, my entire body thrashing violently against the unyielding restraints. "Damien, please stop I can't take it, the pain is unbearable! Have mercy on me, I'm begging you from the bottom of my heart!"

"Property doesn't get mercy. And property definitely doesn't scream like a fucking animal." He forced the ball gag between my teeth with such violence I gagged immediately, then buckled it so brutally tight behind my head that it cut into the corners of my mouth. Drool poured uncontrollably, turning all my desperate cries into nothing but pathetic, muffled whimpers that only seemed to excite him more.

Then came the vibrator wand cranked all the way to maximum power and crushed mercilessly against my clit with zero regard for my comfort. My traitorous body betrayed me instantly, hips bucking upward completely against my will as sickening waves of forced pleasure built much too fast for me to process. The first orgasm ripped violently through me. Then a second one hit even harder. Then a horrifying third my overstimulated nerves screaming in pure agony as every single muscle in my body convulsed uncontrollably.

I shook my head wildly back and forth, begging silently through the gag for even a moment's mercy but the blindfold hid everything. He just laughed, low and dark. "Perfect little wives always cum exactly when their husbands command them to. You're doing beautifully don't you dare try to fight your body now."

Finally, after what felt like eternity, he tossed the wand aside onto the floor. I heard the unmistakable sound of his zipper being pulled down, felt the mattress dip heavily under his weight as he positioned himself between my spread thighs. "Now comes the real punishment you've spent all morning earning." No warning whatsoever, no preparation, no gentleness just one brutal, tearing thrust as his thick cock slammed balls-deep into my pussy, splitting me open completely.

His hips pounded relentlessly against my bruised, paddle-marked ass, each individual thrust deeper and more punishing than the last. "Take every single fucking inch like the good property you are. This tight little pussy belongs to me now body and soul."

The blindfold was utterly soaked through with endless tears. The ball gag choked every scream into wet, desperate gurgles. The restraints cut bloody welts deep into my wrists and ankles. When my body finally spasmed through one last unwanted, humiliating orgasm clenching desperately around his pounding cock, he groaned savagely above me and pumped thick ropes of cum deep inside my pussy hot, claiming, utterly permanent. Marked. Owned. Bred.

He pulled out roughly with a wet sound, leaving me dripping his cum all over the sheets, my tortured body still twitching uncontrollably in the restraints. Without another word, he unbuckled the gag and ripped the blindfold off my swollen, tear-streaked face. "Go clean your filthy, used body up, replacement. Some of us have actual work to do." He walked out without looking back, leaving me chained to the bed, raped, leaking his seed everywhere.

I fumbled desperately with the restraints until they finally released me, then immediately collapsed onto the cum-soaked sheets in a trembling, broken heap. I curled into the smallest ball possible, sobbing so violently my ribs ached. My husband raped me. He fucked my pussy like I was nothing but a hole to fill. The paddle welts throbbed with every single heartbeat. His thick cum continued leaking down my inner thighs. I wasn't even human anymore. Just property.

I showered for over an hour straight scrubbing my raw, bruised skin until fresh blood mixed with the water, trying with every ounce of strength left to wash away the complete violation of my body and soul. But the gold tracker anklet he'd locked around my ankle gleamed mockingly in the bathroom light heavy, permanent, with a tiny embedded tracker that meant I'd never escape his reach. Marked forever, inside and out.

Clean clothes eventually, but my eyes remained completely hollow and dead. Damien was long gone to his office. I sat staring blankly out the window, completely lost in my shattered thoughts. Living hell.

My phone suddenly rang, the shrill sound cutting through my numbness like a knife. Mom flashed on the screen. I wiped my face quickly with shaking hands, took one last shuddering breath, and answered tears already spilling over again. "Hi Mom..."

"Aria, my darling girl! How is married life treating you so far? Are you happy with Damien? Tell me everything, I want all the details!"

My voice cracked instantly, broken sobs choking through immediately. "Mom... everything is perfect. I'm so incredibly happy with him." The tears poured even harder down my face as the lies kept coming. "He's treating me like an absolute queen, Mom. You don't need to worry about us even a little bit."

"Aria, honey, why are you crying like that? What happened? Is everything really okay with you?"

"I'm completely fine, Mom, I promise you," I managed to choke out between the wrenching sobs that shook my entire bruised body. "I'm just feeling so overwhelmed right now because I had to get married under all these terrible circumstances with the business debts and everything... I'm so sorry it all happened this way for our family."

"Oh, my precious girl, please don't cry like that. What you did saved every single one of us. We love you more than words can say. Call me anytime you need to talk, okay?" "I love you too, Mom." I hung up. The fake smile dropped instantly from my face. The violent sobs returned full force, wracking my tortured body. If you only knew your daughter got raped this morning... that her pussy still hurts from her husband's cock...