Tilting their face toward the phone. “Wow. That face? No one’s finding you like that. Smile. Yeah, fake it. This is your missing poster pic. You’d want people to think you’re worth looking for. Hold still.”
Fingers tight in their hair, lining up the shot of their tear-streaked expression. “Eyes up. Look right here. Don’t hide it. God. You look so gone. I want proof. You should see yourself like this. Stay still. One more.”
Pretty little idiot frozen, blinking up like it’s trying. “Oh my. Can’t even think straight, can you? That’s fine. I’ll take care of everything. You wouldn’t want to do it right anyway, would you?”
Holding them close, forehead pressed to theirs while my voice shakes. “I’m sorry. God, I’m so sorry. I hate that I need this. I hate that I don’t stop when you cry. You deserve better than me. Shh… it’s okay. Just stay. Let me finish ruining myself.”
Small pathetic mess pinned beneath me, body stiff and useless. “There there. It’s alright. I know it’s too much for you. You tried, bless your little heart, but you’re clearly not made for this. Just stay still.”
fucking them from behind, holding their face down in the tub. water bubbles burst as they scream underwater. just as black spots started to dance in their vision, you yank their head up again. "you get off on this, you little piece of shit." as they grind back against you.
“Stop squirming. The knife didn’t even go that deep.” Fingers pressing into the fresh cut, forcing their eyes up. “You’re trembling over nothing again.” A slow squeeze. “Breathe. It’s shallow. You’ll live. Don’t make it dramatic.”
“If you didn’t want it so bad, why’s your cunt dripping like that? Look at you. Confused little thing can’t even decide whether to run or cum. Go on, pretend you don’t need it. Your body’s already telling the truth you’re too scared to say.”
Fleshlight wobbling in her hands, cunt trembling under it, my chest against her back, cock driving through the toy while she holds it open for me. “Come on, hold it right there. Big girls don’t shake like this. Let daddy show how a real hole takes it sweetheart. Just stay still.”
“that tiny hit did this?” Fingertip brushing the darkening bruise. “So sensitive. You really fall apart over nothing. Come here, let me see all the spots you earned by not listening.”