Ariana's Awakening

Ariana woke with a startled shriek, which transitioned almost instantly to a moan of mingled horrified realization and desperate arousal, as she felt three of his fingers spreading her pussy wide as he held her legs apart with his knees. Her pussy was drenched, and his fingers hurt as they stretched the tight muscles of her cunt, but in a way that entirely pleasurable. She arched her back, lifting her ass to present her pussy more fully to him, and he growled with arousal.

"I love how hungry your pussy is for me," he told her, slowly working his fingers in and out of her dripping cunt. "I can see why you're interested in fisting," he said, spreading his fingers wide to emphasize his words. "Shall we see if I can fuck you with my fist right now?"

"Oh, no, please, I've never done that, and your hand is too big," she begged, fucking her pussy harder against his hand, even as she protested.

"You listed it as one of your interests on your profile, though," he teased her with his words and his touch. "Along with assfucking, throatfucking, gang bangs, exhibitionism, forced fucking ... In fact, you were quite thorough and detailed in selecting your interests, and that's the reason you're here."

She shivered, as it started to dawn on her that he'd given her, and their date, a lot more weight than she'd realized.

"I picked you because I knew you would make an excellent toy for me to play with and train." His fingers moving relentlessly in her slick pussy meant that even though his words were terrifying, they also fed her increasingly desperate and painful arousal. "And when I've done everything I want with you, and I have you trained to live for the pleasure of the people who fuck you, I'll sell you to the highest bidder for a very tidy sum."

"What? NO!! Let me go!" His last statement had raised the stakes from a sexy gave that happened to involve arguable if incredibly arousing sexual assault to something far more alarming. It threw a bucket of cold water on her arousal, and she started to struggle in earnest to get out of his grip.

She was halfway across the bed when he grabbed her ankles and yanked her back, trapping her by laying his full weight on her and pinning her legs and arms with his. She was still squirming, gasping for breath and grunting with the effort of escaping from his hold.

"Mmm, yeah, keep fighting me," he whispered in her ear. "I love knowing you can't get away. But you know what's even better?" he asked, licking her earlobe slowly. "I love knowing YOU know you can't get away."

She stopped suddenly, crying, feeling the truth of his words in her body. She could barely move with him holding her, and with that entrapment, she felt her body give a little shrug and return to full arousal, despite her mind's desperate clamoring for some way to escape. But the reality of the situation was overwhelming, and knowing she couldn't get away allowed her to give up the need to fight him.

She rocked her ass back against him, or tried to, with his full weight still on her. It was enough to signal to him that her internal weather had changed, and he levered his shoulders up while keeping his groin pressed against her ass, the length of his hard cock pressing along her slit suggestively.

"Are you ready to get fucked?" he asked her rhetorically. She moaned and arched further, spreading the lips of her pussy wider against his shaft. "Are you ready to get fisted?" he asked, sliding the head of his cock along her opening.

Hearing this, she whimpered and shook her head, but kept her ass raised as far as she could, offering her pussy to his cock.

"I know what your slutty cunt wants," he growled into her ear, flexing his hips against hers. "And lucky for you, it's what I want, too," he said, resting the head of his cock against her slippery opening.

"But don't think this means we aren't going to do everything else your profile listed," he continued, slowly pressing his cock into her while he spoke. She panted, moaning in arousal at both his words and his actions. "I would be remiss if I didn't make sure you were very experienced before I send you out into the world." By now, the full length of his cock was buried in her pussy, pressing painfully against her cervix as he thrust his hips against hers rhythmically.

"And besides, any of the things you listed that I don't like, I have some friends who like them. And I have a few other activities to share with you. I think we're going to have a very educational time together."

The measured pace of his words fell into her mind like he was fucking her thoughts at the same time that he was fucking her body. Without her conscious intent, she flashed on images of the things she'd listed as interests, while he fucked her, gradually increasing the pace of his thrusts, bumping painfully against her bruised ass. Like a slideshow, her mind flashed on — her kneeling in a circle of men, their large cocks in her face — her bent over a couch fucking herself with a giant dildo for a party of elegantly dressed couples — him sitting in a chair with her straddling him, his cock buried in her pussy — her tied up and blindfolded on a table in the middle of a party, her mouth and legs open for anyone to use ...

She heard herself moaning continuously as these images flashed through her mind and his hard cock pushed her toward another blinding orgasm. He gripped her hair with one hand, continuing the brutal fucking, and pulled her head back, baring her throat. He bent his head to her shoulder and bit down, hard, reveling in the sound of her pained scream.

"Is my toy ready for me to come in her?" he asked, breathing hard in her ear.

"Yes, please," she moaned, ashamed even as the words escaped her mouth. "Please come in me," she begged.

At her words, he fucked her harder, pulling her head even farther back as he did so, making her scream with a combination of pain and dark pleasure.

She shrieked as her orgasm crashed over her, pulsing through the walls of her pussy against his hard cock. Her hips spasmed uncontrollably, causing her to thrust against him as she came.

Her orgasm continued longer than she had ever imagined possible, as his cock continued to piston in and out of her wet hole.

Finally, his orgasm approaching, he shouted, "Yes!" thrusting hard into her, banging her cervix painfully as she arched against him. "Good toy, take that come," he growled, lodging his cock hard into her and filling her pussy with wave after wave of semen.

"That's a good start," he told her. "Now we can have breakfast and start working on training you to be a desperately horny, obedient slut."