Chapter 2: The Beginning Cont'd

"Lay on your back and touch yourself," he repeated.

"Paul, I can't do that." I stated, but he slapped me.

"You stupid bi*tch, you will do as I say."

"Can I get the stuff first?" I asked, referring to the drug he gives me every time. I don't know what exactly it is, but it gets me really high and ho*ny.

"You addict, you like it, huh? You like it when I treat you like the sl*t you are." He said and grabbed my hair. I nodded in response with tears in my eyes.

"You don't know what you do to me when you cry, it makes me so ha*d and ho*ny, my co*k my burst," he said, releasing my hair.

He opened the cabinet beside me and handed me two pills. I swallowed them without water. Waiting for the drugs to kick in, I closed my legs.

"Are you stupid?" He asks as he yanks my legs apart.

He went back to the camera and removed the SD. He inserted a new one and switched it on.

"Start," he ordered, and I obeyed.

Feeling the drug's effect, I spread my legs apart and raised my leg, giving him the full view of my most feminine place.

I was so wet and ready that I felt my juices dripping down my thighs.

"You're wetting the bed; look at the mess you've made on the bed. Are you that much of a wh*re? You have started touching yourself, and you're already that wet." He said.

"I'm sorry." I apologized.

"This is the last time I will say it. Touch yourself; I'm bored, and I want to watch." He said, sitting on the couch.

I raised one finger to my honey pot and slid it against my lips. That seemed to excite him as his pupils got bigger.

I continued sliding one finger across until I got bored and plunged it inside me. I moaned loudly and continued, increasing the pace.

I added one more finger to bring me the satisfaction I needed. I increased the pace again, and my eyes went shut with pleasure.

"No, too fast. Make it slow." He grunted out.

I obeyed and reduced the pace.

The drug was already in full effect, and I lost control of my brain. My body was working on it's own.

He handed me a di**o, it was shaped like him. He had it made specially for him.

I collected it and plunged it deep inside me, needing to fill the hunger inside me. I moaned as it filled me up. I opened my legs wider to push it deeper inside me.

I pushed it in and out of myself slowly; the pace was driving me mad. I needed more.

I opened my eyes and saw Paul stroking himself through his pants. He was clearly enjoying himself.

"Look at me." I said to him, gaining courage from the effect of the drug.

"Watch me." I continued. I removed the s*x toy from inside me, and I felt it drag out my juices with it. His eyes followed this movement, and I smiled.

"This is the best part. Don't blink, or you'll miss it." I said, not recognizing my voice. It was laced with l*st and something else I couldn't place.

I brought the toy to my mouth and licked off my juices from it. I made sure to maintain eye contact with him.

"Oh, you little tease, what am I going to do with you?" He ground out.

"I have some ideas," I said with a wink.

I stood up from the bed really slowly, emphasizing my every move. My br*asts were heavy and full; it was almost painful. I brought my hand to the left one and played with my ni**le.

"Oh, you want me to play with your t*ts. Is that it?" He asked, and I nodded.

"Come here," he commanded, and his eyes darkened.

I obeyed and went down on my knees, remembering what he said before. I crawled slowly to him, plastering a smile on my face.

When I got to him, he guided me to sit on his lap, but then he slapped me and told me to straddle him instead.

He grabbed one of my already hard ni**le and pinched it hard. He twisted and turned it until my eyes shut close and I shuddered.

The surrounding skin was red and hot. When he noticed this, he stroked it with his thumb.

"Mouth," I forced out.

He chuckled and took it into his mouth. He flicked it around with his tongue and sucked on it. Pleasure shot through me, and I cried out.

While distracting me with his tongue, he plunged two fingers inside me and drove me to the edge. I came apart on his fingers; he took it to my mouth and asked me to lick it off.

He carried me to the bed and ripped off his remaining clothes. My breathing became shallow and rough in my most feminine place, ready for Paul to destroy it.

He stroked himself twice and asked me to lay on my stomach.

"Face in the pillow, *ss in the air," he commanded, and I obliged.

I turned on my stomach and pushed out my *ss to face him. My juices were dripping from my thigh.

He spanked me hard, and at first I thought it was a mistake, but he repeated it in the same spot. Pain shot through my body, and I whimpered.

He continued spanking me until the pain became pleasurable, and I was moaning loudly.

I was expecting another slap on my b*tt, but it didn't come. Instead, he rammed deep inside without warning, sending delicious shivers down my spine.

He fisted my hair and pulled as he rammed inside me. Increasing the pace with every thrust, i was painful and rough, but I enjoyed it due to the drug.

I pushed myself back, meeting his every thrust, and I moaned loudly. I felt him grow bigger inside me, and that sent me over the edge. I clenched my walls around him, making us come at the same time.

He emptied his seed inside me and pushed me off. I wanted to get up to clean myself, but I was too weak; I slept off instead.