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Geta’s POV

My vision blurred for a second, Toran’s red hair the only thing I could really make out. The unbearable warmth was suffocatingly pleasurable. This intense surge of ecstasy traveled throughout my body. Like I had no control over any of my actions.
I squinted, making out his face. His deep violet eyes bore into mine, examining my features as if he was trying to memorize every nook and cranny of my face. Yet his expression showed uncertainty and guilt; his hand found my lower abdomen, his eyes still in doubt of his actions.
“H-Having to hold myself back,” he murmured, swallowing hard as he paused, searching for words. “…Trying to hide this monster I truly am…” He gripped the rim of my pants, slipping them down slowly. His lips brushed against mine, his warm breath washing over my face. He mumbled something, taking my bottom lip between his gently. I gasped as his cold fingertips trailed over my thigh, circling around playfully.
“Daddy…” I whimpered seductively, arching my back, hoping he wouldn’t make me wait.
“Yes?” He replied before yanking my pants down to my knees, revealing my stiff erection. I blushed slightly as he peered down at my length, not impressive, yet not too shabby. He licked his lips, smirking as he glared into my eyes again. “What do we have here?” He chuckled, beginning to really show his dark side once again. That Toran I knew he really was.
“Please,” I closed my eyes, “Don’t make me wait like this.”
“Oh, but you made me wait this long.” He added.
I looked up at him, trying to make out where his mouth was so I could attack it violently, so he couldn’t resist any longer. Failing miserably.
He grabbed my wrists, pinning them above my head, leaning down and trailing my lips across my cheek, moving down past my jaw, then to my collarbone. I lifted up my hips, but he forced them back down, digging his nails into my thigh. I cried out, only to be muffled by another powerful kiss. I strained my wrists and managed to throw my arms around his neck, clinging onto him.
He pressed his weight onto me, his tongue dancing with mine, inside of each other’s mouths. Never before had I felt so close to him.
He bit my lip, yanked at my hair, his eager hands explored my body. He broke away from the kiss hastily, sitting up and pulling me with him. He grabbed the collar of the shirt, tearing it straight down the middle, causing me to gasp in shock. He smirked, throwing me back down onto my back and lifting up my legs.
“T-Toran!” I gasped, actually surprised by his sudden dominancy, his eyes remorseless and greedy. He smirked, sticking two fingers into his mouth, lubricating them.
“Now you say my actual name. How cute.” With that he slid a digit inside of me, a stinging discomfort made my eyes shut tightly and moan. I bit my bottom lip as he circled his finger around. Soon enough he added yet another digit, scissoring his fingers, causing me to cry out in pain. He stopped, leaned over, and pecked me softly on the forehead. He continued to stretch me, making sure to get some whimpers and cries from me.
Without remorse, he slipped them out, causing me to gasp in disappointment. His chuckle made me blush with embarrassment. “I don’t remember you being so needy, Geta.” He snickered, “So tell me, what are you doing working at a Strip Club.”
My eyes opened wide at the question, but I covered up my surprise with a sneer. “Wouldn’t you like to know, Daddy?”
He smiled in amusement, “Oh really?” then, with no repentance, he threw my leg over his shoulder, letting the other one dangle, and shoving his massive erection deep within me. I cried out in excruciating pain, clenching my eyes tightly.
“I-it… it hurts…” I whimpered in a small voice, tears brimming up in my eyes.
“Are you going to answer my question?”
“I… I needed a job.” I answered, attempting to force myself to adjust to his massive length. I pushed slightly away, grasping his arm desperately.
“Are you having a hard time trying to enjoy yourself?” He questioned, slowly beginning to pull himself out. I knew he wasn’t going to let me off that easy. I wasn’t going to allow myself to be dominated completely.
I pushed myself up into his lap, forcing his cock back inside of me, swinging my arms around his neck. His eyes widened in shock before I forced my lips upon his, pushing him down onto his back. I threw myself up then back down onto his cock, examining his expression. He threw his head back, his mouth agape with pleasure. As I fucked him, I threw myself down on him hard, hitting my “sweet” spot.
“Ah… Ah, Daddy… You’re so big… Hitting… my spot… every time!” I moaned between thrusts, losing all control of my actions. Never before had I felt so good. It was like fire works exploding only inches away from my face. My whole world spun, flashes among flashes, pleasure after pain. Every sound was faded out to the sweet, delicious sound of wet skin smacking against wet skin. I shudder involuntarily, prying open my eyes, watching his eyes roll back, biting his bottom lip.
“Geta, I never… knew… you were like this.” He whimpered, seeming vulnerable and innocent. The disguise didn’t fool me, this pitiful act that he was staging couldn’t ever convince me that he had changed one bit.
This proved it.
I slowed down, pushing his cock all the way in, and then clenched it inside of me. A cry of what seemed like a mix of disappointment and pain erupted from deep within his throat. He glared at me, baring his teeth. I then loosened myself, a long, relieved sigh coming from below. I stood up, letting his erection slip out and I turned my back from him. My knees trembled as I dropped to them, leaning forward and pressing my face down onto the carpet.
“Fuck me,” I demanded, reaching from underneath and holding my hole open for entrance. “I want you to come deep within me.” He immediately stood and made his way over to me. His strong, large hand held my left hip, the other aiming his cock to my entrance. I flinched as he inserted it.
He began with slow, shallow thrusts, rocking his hips almost lazily. His hand cupped one of my cheeks, tapping it slightly, rubbing it with a round motion. I shuddered with discomfort, yet I enjoyed the feeling of his hands firmly rubbing me.
“You… feel so… nice…” He moaned, his motion quickening, increasing in speed. Pretty soon it was like we were two animals. Pulling hair, panting, sweating, screaming, crying. He had my legs over his shoulders now, holding my cock tightly.
“L-let me come!” I pleaded, “Please! I have to come!”
“Not yet. I’m not finished with you!” He spat, thrusting deep within me, hitting a cluster of sensitive nerves. I cried out, the tip of my penis oozing slightly. My hairs stuck to my forehead, damp and irritating. The atmosphere was heavy and hot, uncomfortably so, I now wanted out. It was too hot, and we were both sweating. “God damn it!” he roared, “To think I almost forgot how this felt!”
He rammed his huge cock inside of me, holding the base and circling it inside of my ass, stretching it even more. I screamed, my eyes involuntarily rolling back inside of my head. I didn’t know how much more of this I could take. Thrust after thrust. The heat. The pain. It was all too much to handle. Yet semen kept building up, my cock aching for release. I reached for his hand, trying to pry it away from my pulsating erection.
“P-Please! I can’t take much more of this!” I begged, his hand only tightening around me. “Stop! Stop!” I threw my head back, my eyes feeling as if they were going to pop out of my skull.
“I love it when you’re like this, Geta.” He chuckled darkly, grabbing my hair and pulling my face back up into a forceful kiss. He bit my bottom lip ferociously, drawing blood. He then thrust me back down onto my back, burying his face into my shoulder, sucking and biting. I wrapped my arms around him, holding him as tightly as I could.
“D-Daddy! Ahhh!” He let go of my erection, and instantly sperm spurted out all over his stomach. My grip I had on him softened, and I let my arms fall above my head. He leaned up and smirked down at me, and then suddenly I felt his warm seed flow into me. I shuddered, hissing as he pulled out. I could feel it all leak out, feeling a throbbing headache coming on.