chapter thirty

I tried to squirm away from his mouth, but the restraints held me in place. The sensitivity and pleasure from my previous orgasm were coming back with a vengeance, even with the pain of the birth control removal.

“This is so fucked up,” I whimpered, my head flying back at a particularly harsh suck. “You are so fucked up.” The chuckle was the only thing that answered me as it vibrated against me, hurtling me over the edge.

The cramping got worse with my orgasm, but for some reason, it didn’t make it go away but rather enhanced it. I couldn’t stop chanting no, and the tears running down my face wouldn’t stop either. I didn’t want him to see me like this. I didn’t want anyone to see me like this. But I didn’t have a choice.

I felt Hadrian’s cock entering me before I even realized he had crawled up my body again and was staring me directly in the face, watching every expression that passed by. The cramps that remained were very much the kind that clenched and held, which made me squirm against the stiff and throbbing cock. My squirming must have rubbed against a particularly sensitive part of his cock because he let out a low groan before letting an involuntary thrust break through his resolve.

“I know it still hurts, baby, but I don’t think I can wait.”

With that, he started to thrust inside me without abandon. With the constant stimulation and the inability to escape the pain, my body accepted its fate and flooded my brain with endorphins and adrenaline, so I no longer felt the pain.

I’d read about it happening to those experiencing BDSM, but I didn’t think I’d ever encounter it myself in real life, at least until now. I could see why people got addicted to submission because this was addicting. I craved more pain from him, wanting to intensify the frenzy I was experiencing, but then my mind grew hazy, and I began to feel disconnected as my thoughts faded and his touch put me at ease.

“That’s it, baby,” Hadrian said as he caressed my face lightly with his fingertips, tracing my jaw before they settled firmly around my throat. He squeezed just enough to apply even pressure so I would know his grip wasn’t leaving my skin as he pounded away. I had flirted with the idea of meeting Hadrian in person, but I never expected him to do this. To be honest, I should’ve seen the warning signs. After all, he broke into my house, stole all of my toys, and left only replicas of him in their place.

He squeezed my throat just enough to restrict my airflow but not strong enough to hurt me. “Keep those pretty thoughts on me, lovely. I want you to be present with me while I knock you up.”

The panic that I had set aside earlier started to come back, cutting through the drugging concoction my brain created for me to endure, like a cup of cold water running through my thoughts. When my body started to tense up around him as it felt the pain again, he took the free hand that wasn’t around my throat to rub vigorously at my clit. I attempted to squirm away from him again, but a cramp seized me, causing my body to lock up, and I had no choice but to endure the pleasure he was extracting from my body, resulting in a whine escaping me.

“I can’t wait to knock you up and keep you forever,” Hadrian panted. “I’m about to come. Are you gonna come with me?”

Oh yeah, I was.

He could tell, too, because my pussy was fluttering around him. There was no denying that. However, I didn’t want him to hear any more noise, so I bit my lip so hard that it drew blood. I tasted it before I felt it dribble down my chin. The extra pain was a good distraction. It helped ground me from the pleasure and pain that I didn’t want to experience to focus on the pain I inflicted myself.

“Oh no, none of that. No one gets to harm what is mine, not even you,” he said before he abandoned my throat, pried my mouth open with his fingers, and hooked them behind my bottom teeth so my mouth was wide open. With nothing to hinder my sound, my moans and cries filled the air as he played my body as if he knew it. He probably did.

Hadrian thrust as deeply as he could with a power that forced my body upward with his hips, almost as if he angled me in a way where his cum would not escape. He must’ve been saving up because he came so much. I felt the stream hit the other side of my walls, making me jolt, and he pressed deeper inside of me until I felt his Prince Albert pressing harshly against my already screaming cervix.

I didn’t want to be bred and tried in vain to squirm away, but all I did was rub his head against me more, which caused him to chuckle. Also, he never let up on my clit as he rubbed endless circles into it furiously until my body involuntarily started to curl in on itself, and I came hard. So hard it was like a rubber band snapped. My body flew backward into the sheets and arched itself against him, pressing every inch of my body against his as my pussy wrung every drop of cum from him.

As I was coming to, the words, “Good girl, such a good girl, my good girl,” registered as his breath tickled my ear. The hand that was prying my mouth open was now stroking my hair as softly as he was now stroking my clit.

When he realized I was back to understanding him again, he pulled back and smiled. “Now, do what you can to hold on to my cum before I put the plug in. Otherwise, I’m going to have to replace it right now,” he purred before wedging a pillow underneath my hips to keep me tilted and keep his cum inside, with no help from me needed.

He reached over to my nightstand, and there perched was a short yet girthy, deep blue toy with a flair base. When he turned it over, it had an indentation all over the back.

“This, my love, is a vaginal plug. It is smaller so that it stays easier inside, but the girthiness ensures you can feel it every time you move. It’s also curved to sit right behind your G-spot, nuzzled tightly against it, so it won’t move no matter how much you try to make it. The flared base will make your hole contract around it so it will not move either, to keep it nice and in place. I’m going to keep you plugged all weekend long. The only time you won’t be plugged is when my cock is filling you back up.”

As he brought the toy closer to my face, I could tell it was shimmery. With a sly grin, Hadrian attempted to press the toy to my lips, but when I resisted, he couldn’t help but laugh. Undeterred, he brought the toy to his own mouth, giving it an enthusiastic suck while his cheeks hollowed. When he pulled from his lips, I could see his tongue swirl at the tip, almost as if he was pretending it was a real cock. That shouldn’t have made me as flustered as it did, but man, it was fucking hot.

With the now wet toy, he brought it down to my pussy and let it slowly enter me. He adjusted it so I felt the toy snuggly sit behind my pubic bone to rest firmly against my G-spot, causing a whine to escape as I tried to shuffle away from it. It was the force of his own hands that caused it because as soon as he let it go, it didn’t press firmly against my sweet spot but nudged it gently.

“There we go, love.” He was entranced, looking at my entrance as it throbbed around the new toy, and I could just imagine my red skin in contrast to the dark blue toy that was now inside me. “You’re so fucking beautiful,” he whispered as he took his thumb to press firmly against my clit again. The sensitivity made me jolt forcefully in my restraints.

“I heard when you give the person with the womb orgasms after filling them up with cum, it helps with the fertilization.” He caught my eye, and it had a twinkle I did not like. “Let’s see if they’re right.”

I barely got to gasp out a weak “no” before his head disappeared between my legs to lap at my clit while using his thumb to push firmly against the plug so it wouldn’t move.

This was all so fucked up. So why did I find this so attractive? I was happy his head was between my legs because I wasn’t able to hide the smirk that broke free.

Maybe I was a little crazy.