Tell Her You Belong To Me Romane & Geschichten

"I know you do." She shook her head frantically, tears gathering in the corners of her eyes. "No..." she whispered brokenly. "No, no, no, I don't…" "You do," I interrupted, pulling back just enough to lock eyes with her. I stared deep into those beautiful, furious eyes. I wanted her to see it. See that there was no escape. Not from me. Not from fate. Not even from herself. "You belong to me," I said again, slowly, as if branding the words into her soul.

"I...I don't...belong to you..." She whispers as though I can't hear her. I was speechless. How could she think she doesn't belong to me?!! I started seething within. I felt even more crushed when she walks passed me to go help her "friend". How dare she.... I'm going to rip the hair from off of her skull. 'SHE DOES BELONG TO ME!!' "YOU DO BELONG TO ME!! YOU OWE ME SO MUCH!" I roared to the top of my lungs.

“Fire and blood you belong to me.” Her lips parted, breath catching in her throat as the truth of it vibrated through their bond. She didn’t deny it. She couldn’t.

Our eyes meet and she blushes furiously, taking her gaze off me. I see that she likes what she sees. “How is it possible?" “What do you mean." I inquire. “My mum told me that the only person I belong to is my master."

“Say you belong to me.” I turned my face away, tears streaming down my cheeks. “I can’t…” His grip tightened painfully on my chin, forcing me to meet his eyes. “Say it, or I swear I’ll tie you here until you understand.” My lips trembled, the fight draining from me. I hated him. I hated myself. I hated the part of me that still craved his touch, no matter how twisted. “I… belong to you,” I whispered brokenly. His eyes closed, relief shuddering through him. “Again.”

I don't know the reason but I felt I was meant to be with her and there was no need to rush something that is yours. I gently kissed her lips seeing her eyes glistened, she must have understood what I meant, this time I was not going to take it back. "Listen carefully Ivana," I started softly as I looked into her blue eyes. "You belong to me and no one else." This time I did not say it aggressively, I told her clearly and softly like we already had an agreement and a smile spread through her lips. I smiled back, she got my message, I was hers and she was mine, I won't let anything or anyone tear us apart.

“And if you ever let another man touch you, he’ll end up in pieces and you’ll end up tied to my bed and fucked in every hole until even your breaths remembers my name. Do you understand?” Her cunt clenched around my fingers. “Yes.” “Say it. Who do you belong to?” “You.” She whispered. “I belong to you.” “That’s right.” I slipped my fingers out of her pussy, her juices coating even to my wrist. I thrust my fingers into her mouth and hummed in approval as she licked them clean without me asking. I release my hold on her. “Get on your knees.”

"But I'm done listening to your trash. It's so annoying" "Until we go back home, I don't want to see you with any guy, hanging out, laughing, having fun. That's because you belong to me" "I hate that phrase so much. Stop saying that. I do not belong to anyone. I'm neither a land nor a chattel. Stop saying that. I'll be in the bathroom" "Sure. Goodness. She's such a stressful being.

"I need to hear you say how much you want this, how much you want me to bury my cock into you hungry tight pussy" I took a shaky breath"I want you." I cried as he takes of the last piece of clothing leaving me bare to his hungry eyes. "Fuck princess, always so fucking ready for me. Who do you belong to?" he asked his voice dropping to a whisper. "I need to hear you say that too. Tell me who you belong to." "You," I said the word feeling both terrifying and right. "I belong to you." A slow satisfied smile spread across his face. "That's right. You are mine… mine exclusively”

“Say who you belong to.” Her eyes locked with mine, dark and wild and desperate. “You,” she whispered. “I belong to you.” And only then, only when she gave herself up completely did I let her fall. She shattered with a scream, her whole body trembling, writhing, shaking apart beneath me. I kept going, drawing it out, watching her come undone again and again until her voice broke and her limbs went limp. I finally slowed, pulling the toy from her slick body, watching her collapse into the bed marked, breathless, ruined.