Barely There

X-Rated Abuse and Sexual Scenes Ages 17+ Strongly Recommended

I put the dress on, if you could call it that. It was a fire engine red spaghetti strap mini dress. It plunged down to the top of my navel, barely covering my nipples and every time I took a step I thought I would flash some one. To complete this completely ridiculous attire was some glittery gold stripper heels. I looked like a prostitute and not even an expensive one. I felt like crying, but I knew if I showed even a little bit of displeasure I would pay for it.

I walked out of the bathroom where I had changed my clothes to stand in front of Hiro ready for his inspection.

He walked around me looking at my make up, my body, and my hair. I felt the whisper of his breath on my neck and suppressed a shiver. His lips skimmed my skin and his teeth gently bit my neck.

"So sweet.' he murmured as he pressed his body to my back and trailed his finger down the plunge on the front of the dress. I could distinctly feel the imprint of his d*ck as he ground on my a**. He pulled my straps down my arms, freeing my breasts. He then pinched and squeezed them while he licked and bit my ear and neck.

"Mmm you like that don't you my little wh*re? You like being f*cked? How many men did you f*ck while you were gone huh? Four? Five? Six? How many men sampled my property? Answer me you damn wh*re?"

Hiro roughly pushes me and I stumble and fall to my knees. He back hands me then grabs my hair and wraps it around his hand. With his other hand he unbuttons his pants and frees his d*ck.

"Well the least you can do is service your husband you ungrateful b*tch."

He roughly pulls my hair and whispers in my ear, "You know it will only be worse if you struggle, so please struggle, I love causing you pain. It is the best aphrodisiac in the world for me."