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Author: D. Zhang
last update publish date: 2026-04-13 05:26:13

I inhaled deeply, still heaving and panting, desperately trying to catch my breath.

Kai moved behind me without a word. He bent me over until my face was pressed into the pillows, ass up. His hard, veiny cock slid between my parted cheeks, heavy and intimidating. My hands were still cuffed behind my back, leaving me completely exposed and helpless. I wouldn’t be able to push him away even if it hurt too much.

He pressed the thick head against my hole and slowly pushed in. Inch after inch, stretching me open mercilessly. I winced, the sound muffled through the gag. He kept going deeper, filling me completely. Then he started moving — slow at first, then faster, harder. His low growl filled the room as he grabbed my hair without mercy, yanking my head back until my spine arched into a painful C-shape.

He fucked me mercilessly. The sharp slapping of skin against skin echoed through the penthouse. Real tears slipped from the corners of my eyes. Why the fuck am I crying? I tried to hold them back, but the brutal mix of pain and pleasure kept forcing them out.

His hand wrapped around my throat like a serpent, tight enough to make me whimper but not enough to choke me. My cock hardened again against my will, blood rushing back into it. I hated my body for betraying me. I didn’t want to enjoy being used like this — degraded and humiliated. But every deep thrust sent fire racing across my skin. He was hung like a fucking mule, and every brutal stroke against my prostate made my mind go blank.

One more. Just one more.

My legs curled, my balls tightened, and my cock pulsed. Cum dripped from the tip as my body convulsed. I was exhausted. At my limit. Kai, please stop. The words died behind the gag. I writhed and finally broke into quiet sobs. This felt like real punishment now.

“Hang in there, boy. I won’t take much longer,” he growled, voice rough and lost in pleasure.

Fucking bastard. You’re hurting me.

He tightened his grip on my throat and hair, hips snapping faster. His breaths grew ragged. Then I felt it — his massive cock pulsing deep inside me as he came, flooding me with thick, hot cum. He shuddered violently before releasing me. I collapsed onto the bed, body shaking.

“It’s your first day and my cum is already filling you up,” he said, clearly amused.

The mocking tone made me want to shove him into an incinerator.

“Oh, I didn’t catch that. Did you say something?” He leaned down, lips brushing my ear, voice low and threatening. His cock, still hard, slid between my ass cheeks again. “Oh look… you woke him up.” He bit my earlobe. “Now you have to put him back to sleep.”

I shook my head frantically, humming desperately into the gag. No. Not again. I was still hurting badly.

“Something you want to say?” he asked, irritation edging his voice.

I nodded quickly. He finally pulled the gag from my mouth. I gasped for air.

“I’m hurting,” I admitted, hating how weak I sounded. I should’ve told him to fuck off. Given him the middle finger and walked out. But I couldn’t. That would breach the contract. He owned me now. The realization was horrifying.

“If you can’t take me there, then I’ll make use of this instead.” His fingers traced my lips.

I shook my head, trying to pull away. He gripped my jaw firmly, holding it in place.

“I shouldn’t feel teeth,” he warned, voice dark.

He moved in front of me, his massive cock hanging heavy and slick right before my face. My jaw already ached from the gag, but it didn’t matter. This wasn’t about what I wanted. I was here to serve him.

He grabbed my hair and shoved his cock into my mouth. I could only take it as he fucked my face with frantic, demanding strokes. Even while hating him, I couldn’t stop admiring the way his sculpted abs and chest flexed above me. His head fell back, muscles straining as he used my throat.

He was insatiable.

His grip on my hair became punishing as his hips stuttered. With a deep, guttural moan, he came again, pumping load after load down my throat. I swallowed every drop.

The moment he finished, he pulled out and flung me onto the bed like a used toy.

He finally unlocked the cuffs. Blood rushed back into my hands, stinging sharply. My wrists throbbed.

“Take your clothes and leave.”

His voice was cold metal.

“What?” I asked, stunned. I hadn’t expected cuddling or sweet words, but this was a massive penthouse. It was 2 a.m. “I can sleep in another room—”

He didn’t respond. He simply turned and walked into the bathroom.

I dressed quickly, staring at my reflection in the mirror. I looked like a complete mess. Still, I tucked my hands into my pockets and left.

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