All Chapters of CRY OR BETTER YET, BEG: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Location: Great Axe Casino Anniversary Party We arrived at the party with no security inspection at the entrance. They were secure enough not to worry about such things. After all, no one in their right mind would dare come to this place uninvited. The room was filled with armed men-mafia leaders laughing around the tables with giant cigars in hand, their pet sluts draped over them, giggling obnoxiously. Identically dressed women, styled like strippers, moved around the place with trays of drinks. A few waiters in suits served quietly. "You can wait for me outside. You're not needed here," I said to Titan, my eyes scanning the room for my target. "I'm your bodyguard, ma'am. I have to keep an eye on you." He said softly. "Whatever. Just don't blow my cover. Stay out of my business. I'm serious-this is personal." I didn't wait for a reply and walked into centre of the room. Dressed to kill, all heads turned in my direction. Ignoring the stares, I boldly walked to the executives'

His balls slapped against my ass as he pounded into me with his thick cock punishing my pussy so good."You love that?""Oh god! Yes Daddy! Yes!"He wasn't slowing, nor relenting, he continued to ram into me with such force I felt myself splitting in two.So painful, so good.His speed keeps increasing, thrusting in and out, and grunting with effort. All I can do is moan and scream as I fumble around in one spot trying to find balance.I don't know what is more satisfying.The painful simulations in my pussy walls, my inability to move my hips in response to his powerful thrusts, or the way my boobs fly around with each in and out. Anyways;He's so fucking good for his age."Fuck...I am cumming!" I groaned and moaned as my orgasm ripped through my pussy in a mix of discomfort and flaming pleasure.He didn't stop.He just kept thrusting into me anyway.And with his cock in my tight pussy, the pressure of my juice vibrated within me as he fucked me through my orgasm.I'm barely able to

I rushed back to the bed, my heart pounding like a war drum in my chest.My fingers fumbled inside the bedside drawer, searching for his pistoL, then the door creaked open.Shit.I spun around instantly, trying not to act suspicious.A tough looking, armed guard in an all-black uniform, stood at the door."Boss?" he called out."He's resting, as you can see," I said sweetly, gesturing toward Bruce. "Come back another time."I bent down and kissed Bruce's stiff forehead, trying not to gag.Straightening, I smiled at the guard again.But his eyes lingered on the body. Then back to me. I could see the suspicion and doubt in his eyes.My gut twisted.Could he tell from that distance? I needed to act fast. He was armed, and I had no weapon within reach."Some privacy, please. Come back later," I said sharply, folding my arms with a frown as I moved forward to block his view.The guard suddenly raised his gun and aimed it at me.A slow smirk on his lips, made it even worse."What the hell ar

"I command you to cum!"He slapped me again, again and again. At this point my body burned up like I had a fever. I whimpered and thrust my crotch forward to meet the thrusts of his fingers. I couldn't help it. My body being programmed to orgasm with pain,I felt it coming at his brutal slaps. “ahhh…nghhh…”” I kept shoving my pussy to meet those furiously pumping fingers. Now I couldn't stop, the train was about to derail. My mind…it might just explode. "OH FUCK! OHHH!!!" I cried as I arched violently. My eyes rolled back in my head. I felt a million stars exploding behind my eyelids as it happened. The inferno in my loins erupted like lava spewing from a volcano and my cunt cream gushed onto his fingers. My heart was hammering in my ribcage as I slowly became aware of my surroundings again. I saw his glistening fingertips right in front of my face. "You came hard, bitch. You gushed all over my fingers like a whore. Now taste yourself. You psycho!" He inserted

TITAN'S POVI didn't take her straight to Vince's mansion.Not yet.Instead, I found a small motel on the edge of the city. Not too fancy-just quiet, off the radar. I had to be sure no one was following us.When we got to the room, I laid her down gently on the bed, then called Vince's private doctor.He didn't ask too many questions. Just showed up, checked her vitals, treated her wounds, gave her a sedative.Told me she needed rest and handed me a small pack of pills for pain and infection.Then he left.Now it's just me.Sitting beside the bed, watching her breathe.There's a small bruise on her neck. A cut near her lip. Her wrist is swollen. And still, even after everything, she sleeps like she's used to it.I don't get it.Why does she take pleasure in this kind of abuse?Why does she chase danger, let men touch her that way, use her?I don't know.But what bothers me more... Is how I feel.How I feel about her. Why does seeing her hurt make something twist in my chest? Why am