Crudelis Misericordia: A St. Charles Hockey Novella by A. Briar

Author:A. Briar [Briar, A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Independent
Published: 2023-10-21T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter III: Samara

A smirk crosses his face and he reaches up to grab my cheeks with his right hand. “I don’t know why I bothered and told you nicely. You don’t fucking get it do you, Mara? I own your fucking soul. What you do, say, wear, eat, it’s all my fucking decision from now on. You destroyed my life. So now I get to fucking destroy yours. And if you don’t open your mouth like a good little girl, then I’ll do it for you.”

The pressure of his fingers starts to hurt my jaw, so I open my mouth and Kairo grins. “See, it’s not hard to be a good slut.”

He leans in and just when I think he’s about to kiss me, he spits in my mouth and it shouldn’t make my pussy throb, but I can’t help it.

“You’ll take everything I have to give you like the good whore you are,” he whispers and then he spits into my mouth again, before bringing his face closer and smashing his hot mouth against mine.

Our tongues clash and he grabs my hair, pulling me closer to him until my breasts are touching his chest. I wrap my hands around his lower back and bring him near, desperate to feel him in between my legs, desperate to satisfy that throbbing need in my cunt. I lean back a little and start to grind my pussy against his hand that’s pressed on my wet mound.

“You want me to fuck that little pussy of yours, is that what you want?” he asks as we break away for air.

“I need to come,” I say and the words make my face burn with embarrassment. I’ve never been open with anyone before.

The closest I’ve ever gotten to kissing was fun experimental stuff back at the boarding school. We could never go out and meet boys so we tried it on each other.

The Nuns would hit us daily for the smallest of mistakes, remind us to be chaste at all times and that our bodies were sacred vessels. I’d never even touched myself. I was always scared that I was doing something wrong. We would hide and read books on female pleasure and sometimes I would get wet, just imagining doing all those sinful acts with Kairo and now here we are doing those very same acts. This time there are no Nuns here to scare us or hit us.

“Say please and then I just might touch that tight cunt of yours,” he says against my lips.

“Please touch me Kairo.” I take his hand and press it against my wet flesh and just the feel of his hand on me is enough to almost drive me to the edge of orgasm.

“Since you said it like a good girl.” Kairo slips two of his thick fingers into me without any warning.

“God.” I wrap my arms around his neck and press myself against him as my pussy adjusts to the feel of his fingers inside of me. There’s a moment of pain and some discomfort, but then it slowly starts to ebb away.

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