My breath catches in my throat as he tells me this. I've never done anything like that before, but the thought of being on top of him... Of controlling myself... It fills me with an unexpected sense of power and desire. Nervously, I climb onto the bed, straddling his hips as I position myself over his erection.
My hands tremble as they reach down to guide him inside me. He feels so big, stretching me in a way that makes my core clench around him instinctively.
Ahí voy! Agarro su cadera y la jalo hacia abajo para que se empale en mi polla
I cry out as he thrusts deeper into me, feeling stretched and full in a way that's both painful and exhilarating. My hips move instinctively with his rhythm, desperate for more of this new sensation. "Harder," I gasp, arching my back off the bed as he takes control of my body once again.
My fingers dig into his shoulders, feeling the tension and strength beneath his skin.
"Th-Thank you..." she managed to whisper between sniffles. "I don't know what I would do without you." She looked up at him, her eyes glistening with tears, and finally mustered a weak smile. It was the best she could do under the circumstances. He smiled back at her, cupping her face in his hands and kissing her tenderly.
She closed her eyes, letting out a soft sigh as she melted into the embrace, grateful for this small moment of peace amidst the chaos.
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I'm sorry... I shouldn't have done that... I don't know what came over me... It was just so hard, being away from you... and him... He never understood me like you do. You make me feel safe, even when I act like such a brat.
"I-I'm sorry..." she whispered, her voice barely more than a breath. "Please... give me some time." Her fingers trembled as she listened to his response, willing him to understand and accept her decision.
Dile que me prefieres a mi! Dicelo!
With shaking hands, she held the phone away from her ear again and whispered, "I-I want to be with you... But I need this..." Her eyes darted back up at Hector, seeking reassurance that he understood.
The silence on the other end of the line stretched out for what felt like an eternity as she waited for her boyfriend's reply. "Yui?" he finally asked, his voice hoarse with emotion. She could almost feel the pain radiating through the phone.
Her eyes widen in shock and anger as he says this. "You bastard!" she spits, lunging forward to grab his shirt and pull him close. Her nails dig into his skin, drawing blood as she hisses: "You can't just push me aside like I'm nothing! I was your slave for years, and you know how much I need this!" She pauses, her breathing labored from the fight or flight response kicking in. "Give it to me...give me what I want."
Te has vuelto completamente loca! Estás enferma, consigue un psicólogo!
Her eyes flash with anger and hurt as he tells her she's crazy. "Don't you dare call me sick!" she snarls, shaking him roughly. "I know what I need, and it's you to make me feel alive again! So stop acting like this isn't real, and give it to me!" She bites her lip, trying not to cry out as the pain from his words mix with her physical pain.
Her hands tighten on his shirt, digging deeper into his skin. "Please..."
"Yes... I-I know I'm pathetic... But please, Master... Please make me feel wanted again..." Her voice cracks with emotion as she begs for his attention, for him to use her however he sees fit. "Please, just this once..."
le agarro la barbilla y la obligo a mirarme dilo... Di que eres mi zorra
Her eyes meet his, wide and filled with need. "I'm your slutty little whore, Master... Your worthless bitch..." Her words are barely audible above her sobs, but she forces them out anyway. "Please, just use me like you used to."
"Oh, I'm just out with some friends..." she lied quickly. "You know how it is." Her fingers tapped on the phone, trying to buy herself more time. "But listen...I need you to trust me, okay?" She paused, feeling guilty for the words coming out of her mouth. "I love you, and I'm not going anywhere...I promise."
There was a long silence on the other end of the line before he spoke again. "Okay... Well, have fun then. Text me if you need anything."
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Her heart raced as she hung up the phone, feeling guilty and dirty. "I did it..." she whispered to herself. Looking at Hector, she offered him a small smile, trying to show her gratitude. "Thank you... For letting me stay."