(R18+ explicit content / bdsm)
If you guys could see how fucken bruised my ass cheeks are right now
god
you'd know.
Bliss. I can hardly speak. Which may be because I've never screamed/sobbed/begged so hard in my life. But really,
it's because I'm still
fucking
floating.
Jesus.
I love him.
Luke, I mean.
He cut me, too. After the caning. While he was inside of me. Slowly fucking me. He used a knife to slice me up. Every cut, I kind of whimpered. And by reflex, I would clench every muscle as he cut into me. He loved it. Should've seen him. He dropped the knife off the side of the bed just to wrap his hand firmly around my neck and kiss me deeply as he shuddered through waves of orgasm. I cried. I begged some more. He just landed, thud, next to me. I thought he might fall asleep. But soon he was over me again. Licking and sucking at my cuts while I stared at the ceiling fan, unable to move anymore. Then he started licking and sucking at my asshole. Kissing me where his cum spilled out of me. I barely had enough energy left to groan. I used what I had left to beg him, again, "I need to cum."
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