NICOLE
"This will only take me a second." He places a briefcase on top of the desk and pops it open, pulling out a couple of packages. He rips one open, revealing a syringe, and the other is a vial full of liquid.
"Whoa." I take a step back. "I thought—"
"You're getting on the shot," Kenji interrupts me, and I look over at him to see he's now standing at the island in the kitchen, making himself a new drink. "I'm not planning on getting you pregnant right now and I refuse to wear a condom when I fuck you." He glares at me, daring me to argue.
My cheeks burn at the way he talks to me in front of this stranger in the room, but this is one fight I'll let him win.
The guy inserts the syringe into the vial and pulls back the plunger, filling it with the liquid. Once done, he looks at me. "Turn around and pull up your dress." His eyes trail down my dress.
"I'm not lifting up my dress." I take several steps back away from him, my hills tripping over a flimsy attempt to get away, and I fall onto the couch.
"I'm not-" I shriek,wide-eyed.
"Turn around—"
"You will administer it in her arm," Kenji snaps at the man, and I flinch when I hear him slam the glass down. "I can't have you touching what's mine."
"Of course." The man nods, walking over to me. He opens the new alcohol pad before rubbing it on my arm. He lets it dry and then grabs the skin.
"Small pinch," he says and sticks me.
I don't even feel it. There are too many other things running through my mind right now. "How long will it take?" I ask, hoping he says days, maybe weeks. It could buy me some time to stay a virgin if Kenji refuses to wear protection.
"When was your last menstrual cycle?" the guy asks.
"last weekend,I mean it ended on Friday," I answer softly, counting the days in my head. I was wishing it had taken longer even though I hated periods.
He smiles. "You should be good then. As long as it's five days out from when you started, it should work immediately." Fuck my luck.
The man leaves.
Leaving scared me with Scary Kenji Soma.
He walks over to me in 5 strides.
"Turn around," his tone was commanding.
I stand on shaky legs and turn around to face the wall. I feel him reach up and unzip my dress. My breathing is erratic, my heart hammering in my chest. The room sways as the soft material slides down my body and pools at my feet.
Heat covers every inch of my skin. All of a sudden, it's too hot in here.
I tremble when he gently moves the tie off my bun, my afro heir flying everywhere before his knuckles touch the top of my spine and slowly run down the curve of my back, making goose bumps rise all over.
"Don't be nervous," he whispers
I close my eyes tightly to keep from crying.
I'm trembling. My heels are shaking on the floorboards, and I can feel the sweat beading across my forehead.
"Face me," he softly commands.
Taking in a shaky breath, I slowly turn to face him but keep my eyes closed.
"Look at me, Nic." His hand cups my cheek, and I open my watery eyes to meet his. His thumb brushes over my parted lips and I sniff. His eyes drop to my neck and then my chest.
His eyes hold on to my almost non-existent breasts.
Reaching around me, he brushes his lips on my ear..
"I take it you know what's to come."
When he pulls back, his piercing blue eyes darken while devouring my breasts. I hate that my nipples are hard. I've waited so long for this moment.
To become a woman. I wished I could have done it a hundred times before now.
But now,I'm scared.
"I'm going to take it easy on you," he speaks softly, "because it's your first time."
"uh...Thanks," I whisper, hating that he's going to have so much power over me. That I'm going to have to thank him for everything.
Men like Kenji don't allow women to have their own careers or lives for that matter. They are owned.
His hand grips my chin and lifts my face so I have to meet his cold stare.
"It's still going to hurt, Nic" My stomach ties in knots, but my pussy pulses. I don't understand it.
Why is my body reacting to him when my mind knows it's not right?
"And afterward, I won't give you the courtesy of going easy," he adds."Do you understand?"
"Y-yes." My voice wavers, and my feet shift in my heels.
He pulls away and gives me his back,
"Go to the bedroom Nic." He commands.
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KENJI
I can hear her heavy breathing fill the room while doing as she's told. I wasn't lying when I told her I'd go easy this one time. Of course, my 'easy' isn't soft, but it's better than what I have planned for her in the future.
She will learn to love being whipped, chained, and gagged when I fucking ruin her.
I stay in the living room, watching the heavy rain while undoing my button-up. Shrugging the wet material off my shoulders, I pour myself another drink and throw it back, making sure not to let it go to waste. It's Dalmore—a fifty-year-old whiskey.
Her soft cries filter down from the hall, interrupting my thoughts. I won't let it get to me. She's my canvas. My Obsession, My...Everything.
Finishing off the drink, I set it on the table. Toeing off my shoes, I undo my belt, and pants' bottom and push them and my boxers down my legs before removing my socks.
I walk down the hallway and enter my bedroom. I turn on the light.
It's the middle of the day, but the storm outside makes the room darker than it would normally be at this time.
Nic sits up in the bed, her back to the headboard. Tears silently run down her face. Making my way over to the bed, I stand beside it, and her eyes meet mine through her watery lashes.
I reach out, my knuckles brushing her tears. "Lie down,Nic. Flat on your back. Let me see what's mine." She sniffs, but slowly pushes off the headboard to lie down, her eyes on the ceiling. Mine ran over her body.
So Fucking sexy.
All she wears is black lace underwear that sit high on her thin waist,a contrast to the thick ass and thighs.
Her skin is flawless, no tattoos, no piercings, just pale scars on her ribs that look like patterns. Evidence of her origin.
I reach out and place my hands on her legs, and they shake while she takes in a deep breath. I slide my hands up her smooth thighs and grip her underwear before pulling them down her closed legs,tossing them onto the floor. "Spread your legs," I ordered.
Her shaking hands come up to her face and covers herself from me. The urge to tie her down, restrain her to the bed so she can't hide. But even I understand that may be too much right now. I've got the rest of my life to Fuck her. To ruin her.
The Six years of celibacy and patient is about to be rewarded.
She is mine.
I reach up and wrap my hand around her fragile neck, squeezing just a little, "look at me Nic,"her eyes pop open. Her hands grip my wrists, trying to free herself with no such luck. Her hips lift off the bed, trying to get any kind of leverage to get free.
"I gave you an order, Nic. You don't want me to say it twice." Her heels dig into the white duvet that she lies on as her trembling legs part. I release her neck and run my fingers down her tiny chest, over her flat stomach and look at her shaved pussy.
The bed dips at my weight as I sit between them.
She sucks in a shaky breath as I hold them wide open with my knees. I run my thumb over her pussy, spreading her lips.
She's not wet, but I didn't expect her to be. I lean over, and spit falls from my mouth onto her clit. She makes a gagging sound.
Spit is the least of her worries. When I'm done with her, she'll kneel with an open mouth, begging for me to do more than spit on her cunt.
I rub my fingers over it, pushing one into her.
She whimpers, her hands reaching out to the side and grab the bed. Her face scrunching at the invasion. "Kenji," she gasps.
I am going to use her as she should. She will crawl, cry, and beg me to fuck her.
"Mr. Kenji to you...plaything,"I shove two fingers into her, and she whimpers. I pump them in and out before forcing a third into her, opening her wide, and she cries out.
"Feel that, Nic?" I slowly pull them out before entering them again. "That's your pussy getting wet for me." Her cries grow louder, and her back arches off the bed.
So fucking tight.
I've missed pussy for 6 years. It's almost refreshing.
Pulling them out, I slap her clit, making her scream. Her body twists,trying to free itself from my legs, but there's nowhere for her to go.
Shoving her legs farther apart with mine, I grab the base of my dick and run the head along her soaked pussy. I push into her, her back bowing off the bed while a scream is ripped from her lips.
I almost feel sorry for her but today is not about pleasuring her.
Leaning over her body, I slap my hand over her mouth, silencing her, and pull back before pushing forward, my dick entering her more. Her hands grip my forearms, her sharp nails digging into my skin.
Her thighs tighten against mine, trying her hardest to close them, but I keep them spread wide open for me."Don't close it."
"That's it," I growl through gritted teeth, pulling back and pushing in again, more this time. Loving the feel of her tight pussy hugging my dick.
"Take my dick, Nic. Let me ruin you." She tries to shake her head free of my hand, but I keep a tight grip on it. "Relax."
Her eyes open and look up at me as tears fall down the side of her face. Her once perfect face now tears streaken.
"Fuck." I pull out and then shove forward, and her neck arches. Sitting up, I remove my hand from her mouth.
"Kenji," she cries, her back arching off the bed, nipples hard.
I pull out, and her body relaxes into the mattress with relief, but I'm just getting started.
"Mr. Kenji," I corrected her again.
I flip her over onto her stomach and grip her hips, pulling her ass in the air. Looking down at my bloody dick, it makes me smile.
It's not a lot, but it's enough for me to make a mess. I stroke my dick a few times, covering my hand with it. Sliding two fingers into her for good measure, I then push my dick back into her, loving the way her pussy grips me tight.
Leaning over her back, I reach around and grip her chin with my bloodcovered hand.
"Does it hurt?" my grip on her chin tightens, and she nods.
"I told you it would, Plaything. Just know that I'm going easy on you. Isn't it sweet?" my hand moved from her chin to her neck while I pump in and out of her. "I'm going to take everything you have to give." She sobs around my finger on her neck.
"And then some more. You might have to borrow," I joke.
She chokes out a cry when I slam my hips forward, her fingers digging into the now bloody sheets.
"All you will know is me." I shove into her, the sound of our bodies slapping fill the room. "All you will need is me." Pulling out, I slam into her again and she screams. I remove my fingers from her neck moving it to her lips, smearing the blood on her lips, before covering both her mouth and nose to silence her. "All you will have is me, Nic."
A groan escapes my lips at the feel of her cunt tightly wrapped around my dick. "You feel so good, Nic. So fucking tight," I tell her, listening to her mumbled cries. "You're doing so good for me." She tries to take in a breath,but my hand covers most of her tear-streaked face.
"You will learn to love me." She shakes her head, trying to free her face from my hand. I smile,"You will learn to want me,"tighten my hold, and lift her head back at an odd angle."You will be obsessed with me."
My hips thrust forward, slamming into her, loving the way her body shakes under mine. Her hands come up and try to pry mine off her face, but it does no good. "Just like I'm obsessed with you," I tell her.
"You will beg me to ruin you," Her hands drop from mine as I feel her body starting to go soft, and I finally remove my hand from her face, allowing her to suck in a deep breath.
I don't want her passing out. Not today.
Sitting up, I grip her hips with my hands, smearing more blood on her body. I want her covered in it along with this bed. I don't need her to bleed a lot though.
"I… hate you." She sobs, her hands pushing against the headboard.
Smiling, I pause, my dick buried deep inside her pussy. "That's not going to keep you from cumming for me."