EroticReverie

*commissioned*

Dahlia Raven Blackwell

There’s a chuckle when my eyes blink open and I’m laying on the bed.  

“Did I…” I start.

“pass out?” He finishes with a smirk , holding one of my knives from the wall in his hand.

“yes” he says and I swallow hard.  He’s never choked me to the point of passing out.  And I wasn’t sure I liked it.  What if I’d died? I trusted these men.  And I trusted that Lincoln knew what he was doing , but that didn’t mean that mistakes couldn’t be made. That accidents couldn’t happen.

I watched as he took my hand turning it palm up and he cut a small slice into my finger and I hissed and blood started to drip from my finger and he grabbed it and held it over my body.

I was on my back with him straddling me and he gripped my finger letting drops of blood fall over me , tiny little drops splatting against my tits and my stomach and then he lifted my finger to his mouth and sucked.

I’d have never thought this was hot before moving in with the four of them , but I was sure Lincoln could make me do almost anything he wanted. He scared me , a lot. But the way he made my heart race at times , also made me so unbelievably wet for him .

He licked my finger then lowered my hand and then slid down and I watched as he used his own finger to spread the small drops of blood in little smears over my skin.

I was breathing quickly , feeling my stomach cave in and my chest heave as he drew on me with my own blood.  
I looked down to the word slut traced over my abdomen. I moaned and he looked up at me.

“I should fucking carve it into your skin” he says and I lick my lips and wasn’t sure why but a big part of me wanted him to do it. I wanted him to mark me.

He leaned down to my one nipple he’d smeared my blood on and lay his tongue over it and dragged it slowly and I moaned , squirming as his tongue went back and licked over it again.

I screamed when he bit down hard on my nipple, the pain making my eyes immediately produce tears and one slipped easily from my eyes as he didn’t stop biting. He growled and pulled instead and I cried out in pain. I liked it rough. But I’d never had them bitten this hard. It felt like he was only a bit of pressure away from biting it right off.

I felt my cunt pulse when he release my nipple, the pain lessening but still stinging my nipple, and I moaned and then felt his tongue start to clear the tiny smears of blood from my body.

He nipped at my skin , licking and sucking my skin clean of my blood , slowly. His tongue licked fire over my skin, each area he licked or kissed or bit, left a phantom burn. And I soon felt that burn all over my tits and torso and low on my belly.

I watched him as I panted and he rose up and off me and then started to cuff me to his bed. I whimpered. I’d gotten a taste of touching him, of being able to move freely these past few days, that I didn’t want to go back to being restrained . But I wouldn’t beg him not to. That would be stupid.

I watched him as he continued to my ankles , completing the restraints.

He leaned over enough to touch my leg.  His gaze followed his fingers as they skimmed feather light touches along the inside of my leg up to my inner thigh.

I let out a tiny whimper . I knew this wasn’t going to last, the teasing softness of his touch, and I felt my pussy drip between my legs as his fingers got closer.

I love you, I love you so much I thought to myself watching him and anticipating his touch.

I felt my hips jerk upwards as his fingertip pushed softly over my clit .

“Such a pretty pussy” he said quietly, almost to himself as he watched his finger toy with my clit, teasing me.

He applied a little pressure and then rubbed it in a circle and groaned as I let out a tiny moan and he leaned over.

Starting from my side he brought his tongue to my swollen clit and licked it and then groaned.  I loved how much Lincoln enjoyed my pussy, how once he tasted it , it seemed like something came over him. He moved over and got between my legs and started to taunt me with long slow licks.  Starting just over my clit then licking longer trails until his tongue was running from hole to clit.

“I’m going to hurt this pussy Dahlia” he groans.

“I’m going to abuse your little clit” he says and I gasp and let out a cry as I shudder when his teeth bite my clit. Then they bite harder and I yelp.

​He keeps doing it, biting my clit and making me cry out when he keeps doing it too hard for there to be any pleasure in it.

I feel the tears burn in my eyes and I start to cry.

“Can’t handle it pretty girl?” He asks and bites hard again and I scream and cry and I shake and move , pulling at my restraints.

He slaps my cunt with his hand and yells.

“Quit it!” He growls.

“shut the fuck up and take it” he snarls and then dips his mouth back down and I Yelp, but instead of biting my clit again, he sucks it. Hard and I moan and arch my back and I feel two fingers slide into me.

“Little fucking slut” he groans into my pussy and his tongue licks wickedly over my clit and he does everything perfectly, everything I love and within seconds I’m screaming , bucking involuntarily with an orgasm that has my cunt clenching around his fingers and he pulls them out and takes his tongue from my clit before my orgasm can even finish and I whimper.  I wasn’t sure what I hated more.  Edging or an orgasm ended prematurely.

“Why is your dirty little cunt so fucking delicious?” He groans and gets up. I whimper and watch him as he walks over to the tray of toys and such and brings back a  wartenberg pinwheel.  

I shivered as he leaned over gently pressing against the flesh between my breasts making a slow descent towards my pussy and I whimpered , panting as it got closer and closer. I watched him as he carefully rolled it over my clit and I moaned shaking. He rolled it back up and then back down over my clit. I felt the slightest bit more pressure and fucking came , again. I arched my back and cursed as he again withdrew before I could fully finish.

I cried in frustration and then watched him as he resumed trailing the wheel over my skin and upward, the little pointed pinwheel giving the most delicious sensation as he ran it over my nipple gently. I squirmed and looked at him but he was watching the wheel and his hand.

“Time for a little more pain pretty girl” he says with a smirk and then goes back to the tray and depositing the pinwheel back in its place.

I let out a little whimper and saw him smirk as he looked at his options.

He reached to a lower shelf on the small cart and my eyes widened when he withdrew an abnormally large dildo.  It was long and thick and was molded to look like a horse cock.  

I shook my head.  I didn’t care about the shape, I cared about the fucking size of it.  Either this toy was new or he’d just been waiting to use it on me.

“We’re gonna stretch your cunt pretty girl…nice and fucking wide…”he says and I shake my head.

“please” I cried begging him not to.  This would hurt.  Their cocks were too big for me at times.  There was no way I was going to be able to fit a dildo that size inside of me.

“You’re lucky I don’t make you fuck the real thing” he says and I flinch. He chuckles.  

“And you would do it for me wouldn’t you?” He says laughing holding the incredibly life like looking dildo.  My brows pinch.  No. I think.  But I hated that the more he left me to think about it, the more I realized , id do whatever he told me to.  Whether I wanted to or not.  The thought repulsed me, but at the same time sent that shame and embarrassment through me of knowing I’d let him watch my pussy get filled with a cock that had no place being inside me.  Imagining it made me cringe and I felt like I’d be sick, and in the next second I found my pussy aching for him like it always does.  Aching for the depraved fucked up shit he does or says. He’d never expressed an interest in that type of stuff , but I knew just the idea of making me do something so disgusting was what was getting him off.

“Might have to make some arrangements” he said , bringing the horse shaped cock to bed with a bottle of lube. He chuckled when I squirmed and shook my head.

“Look at you” he laughs. “Pretending you wouldn’t take any fucking cock you could get.”

“You know you just want those holes of yours filled.  Doesn’t even matter if it’s a fucking man.   As long as it’s a dick, right?” He laughs cruelly and sneers.

​“you’re such a fucking whore” he grins.

“Would you do it for me pretty girl?” He asks adding lube to the expanded head of the dildo and I whimper. Then he lowers it and pushes it against my pussy and I wince before he even tried pushing it inside.  The girth feels like it’s the entire width of my pussy from thigh to thigh.  

“Would you take a giant horse cock in your pussy for me Dahlia?” He grins and pushes it against my cunt more , and he starts to work it in.  And I cry.  It was sick.  So fucking sick. But I didn’t care.  I didn’t care whether it’s was repulsive or not.  The depravity of it made me so wet and I found myself wanting him to stretch me with the dildo.

“Yes” I hissed as he pushed it in and I felt my entire body lock up with the width of it stretching my walls, burning and I screamed.  

He groaned and watched me. His eyes on mine and I squeezed them shut , tears running down my face as he pushed it deeper, working it.

“God. You’re fucking disgusting” he groans.

“Such a dumb. Dirty.  Little.  Cunt. “ he growls and pushes it hard into me and I scream.

Me screaming in Lincoln’s bed is nothing new, so nobody comes to make sure I’m okay.  Screaming bloody murder is just another day in Lincoln Laveaus house.

“Maybe you belong living on a farm you nasty little slut” he says and fucks me with the dildo now sliding it out and in and the pain doesn’t lessen and the lube does little to help with the size of the dildo 

“Im gonna gape your little fucking cunt Dahlia, you’re going to be so fucking stretched out” he groans and pulls out the dildo and I pant trying to catch my breath and I scream and thrash on the bed as he puts it back in and starts to fuck me too hard.

“Stop!” I scream

“red!” I scream and he groans not stopping and I feel the tears pouring down my cheeks and a pain that radiates from my cunt up my spine and I scream.

“HELP!” I scream and Lincoln snarls and slaps a hand over my mouth the other gripping the dildo and fucking me with it. He was hurting me.  My tears kept spilling and screamed into his hand.  A hard smack was delivered to my face and I screamed and he clamped his hand back over my mouth.

“Take it Dahlia”he groans.  “Take it you stupid cunt” 

“Dumb fucking slut” he groans.

Seconds later he stops and withdraws the toy and then slaps my pussy and I shake with my sobs and he withdraws his hand and then slaps me again across the face.

“Yell help again dahlia.  And I swear to god.”his nostrils flare.

“You’re mine.  You chose to fucking stay.  I warned you.  Don’t be a stupid whore.” He spits on my face and slaps me again and I cry.  

He grunts and stands leaving the dildo on the bed and undoes his pants and takes his cock out and strokes it.

I whimper.  Too hurt.  Too scared to crave it.  So I just lay there, wet cheeks , and sobbing quietly as he jerks off standing on his knees beside me, reaching down and pulling on one of my nipples.  I whimpered and sniffled and he grinned.

“My fucked up, pretty little girl” he says and slaps my breast and then pulls my nipple again.

His cum shoots over my tits a second later and he groans jerking his entire load on my chest and then let’s out a long sigh and takes his hand and wipes it in his cum then palms my face and pushes his hand into it. Smearing his cum all over my face.

“Little cum covered whore” he groans.  “So damn pretty”