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silently pleaded with him to touch her sex again. He rolled her nipple between his fingers until she let out a quivering breath. He kissed her neck, and slowly she became comfortable with him standing behind her. She liked the position, and she swore he purposefully hid from her line of sight so she wasn’t continually reminded her slave pleasured her incase she’d fight with him. But she wasn’t about to stop him, at least not yet.
    Her thrill piqued when he lifted one of her knees on the bed, and spread her legs wide. She was vulnerable to him, and if he decided to slide his finger inside her, she’d be helpless to his will as he captured her in his arms, and worked diligently to kiss her shoulder and caressed her body with skill of man who bed many women.
    “These are your tits.” He spoke quietly while close to her ear, as he covered her breasts with his hands, and gave them a squeeze. “Call them that when I’m in you. I love your big tits, Katja. You’re a gorgeous woman.” She smiled, and arched her chest into his hands as he fondled her nipples.
    Then one of his hands slid down her arm, and when he took her wrist and pulled it behind her back, he had her touch his penis. Instinctively, she wrapped her hand around his impressive girth. When she realized she couldn’t close the gap between her fingers as she held him in her hand, she shook with timidity. If his finger caused so much pain, his shaft would be far more painful. He was going to hurt her if he chose to take her that night. She wondered if she’d have the bravery to allow him. She didn’t know why her body was torn between fear and desperately wanting her core filled with his impressive size. “This is my cock or my dick. You’ll learn to love to call it that.”
    He slipped his dick out from her hand, before she wanted to release him. He leaned in toward her, pointed the tip of his erection at her opening, and pressed against her until she stung. “This is your pussy.” He pumped his hips, but his cock wouldn’t enter. She was thankful he couldn’t because she was petrified what would happen if he got what he wanted. She simply wanted to draw out his attention, make her feel good, and skip the sex.
    His cock bent, as her tight pussy had no give. “I want to fuck you all night, until you want me as badly as I want you.” He confessed, and his words were so arousing, she dithered. He kissed her neck as he continued to try with firm effort to enter her. “Does it bother you I call them by another name?” She shook her head to ensure him she thought the opposite.
    “Get in bed, Katja. I want to see your pretty face while I’m entering you.”
     
    KATJA WASN’T SURE IF she was ready to enter “womanhood” as he father called it, but Felix hovered over her with his body pinning her ass to the bed. With the added weight of his powerful build, it took less effort to spread her pussy open enough she felt his hot tip wet the pinkest part of her—the delicate skin hidden just below her opening. Katja kept wincing each time he dropped his hips to hers, partly from the pain of him working her sex until soft and because she wasn’t even trying to stop him. Apparently, the pain wasn’t enough yet to demand he give up. Already the bed was squeaking softly from his pumping, and she worried someone would overhear. Felix didn’t seem bothered by the fact, probably because her father slept in another wing of the house.
    He kept wetting his shaft for added ease inside her as he rubbed along her sex. She was so tight, that the resistance felt like her body wouldn’t let him enter. Felix wasn’t in a hurry, and enjoyed rubbing the outside of her and spreading her skin to pump her with drops that seeped from his cock. His head massaged her clit, and he watched her as she moaned with each caress. But slowly she began to change her mind; she couldn’t wait until he was inside of her—or could she.
    “Maybe you should stop.”
    He halted his