EroticReverie

Lyla Law 

I don’t know why I barely put up a fight when this stranger but not stranger demands I move in with him. I don’t know why I feel oddly attached to him somehow when all he’s done is smack me, fuck me, rape me and discipline me. Well, and he cut off Nolan’s fingers for touching me. That was nice. Nice? I shake my head. No. That was psychotic Lyla. Get it together. 

“Um, I have work tomorrow.” I say as he stands in his closet, hanging my clothes beside his. Because apparently I wasn’t hanging them correctly. We’d grabbed my belongings which wasn’t much , other than my clothes , my laptop, my makeup and hair stuff, my photo frames , and a few personal belongings. I wasn’t attached to any of my furniture. Plus mine was all second hand, mistmatched and he’d probably have told me hell no if I wanted to bring any of the wacky beat up furniture with me into his pristine home. 

“I have to be there at ten, I work till close.” I say when he ignores me. 

“Youre only job now is being my whore.” He says and I cross my arms. 

“Funny.” I huff and he turns his head as he lowers his hands from hanging up the last of my clothes. 

“Oh I’m sorry, did you think that was a joke sweetheart?” He asks , turning and cocking his head. My brows pinch. 

“How do you expect me to pay out the rest of my lease on my apartment without a job?” I ask.

His brow cocks. “It’s taken care of.” 

My brows pinch even more now. 

“What do you MEAN it’s taken care of?” I ask. 

“Not sure what you need me to explain. I said what I said. It’s taken care of.” He says and tucks his hands into his pant pockets and looks me up and down. I changed into a pair of jeans and a white long sleeved top back at my apartment. He’s just staring at my tits now. 

“Quit eye fucking me and talking to me like I’m stupid. HOW is it taken care of? I just renewed my lease, I don’t have-“

“Take your top off.” He says and I stand there jaw slack. 

“I’m talking to you!” I yell at him. 

“I can’t hear a damn thing you’re saying when you have clothes on.” He says. 

“Ezra.” I growl at him. 

“I’m serious. My brain is only processing how much it wants to see your tits. Take it off.” He says and then walks over. 

I back up , my back hitting the side of the entry way to the closet as he stands and puts one hand above my head against the door frame, the other going to the hem of my shirt. 

“Take this fucking top off. Now.” He growls. 

“Answer my question!” I huff and slap his hand. 

“Don’t make me fucking tell you again Lyla.” He warns and I breathe hard, nearly panting. I lift my top up and he watches as I pull it off and drop it on the floor. 

“Happy?” I hiss at him. 

He smirks. “Bra too.” 

I exhale and arch my back. Reaching behind me and unclasping my bra and letting it slide down my arms and drop to the floor. 

“Youre infuriatingly fucking perfect, you know that?” He asks, his voice low. And it’s like that voice makes my head deplete itself of any working brain cells. I’m dumb around him. He’s the scariest man I’ve ever met, at least he should be. A little bit of me is scared of him, but not in the way I should be. 

“Play with your perfect fucking tits while I watch.” He groans. 

“My job…my apartment” I say trying to get myself back on track. 

“Apartment is taken care of. I paid the rest of the year. Your job , for the last time, is now being my whore. So shut up and play with those fucking tits.” He groans. 

I open my mouth to argue. 

“Don’t make me smack you across the mouth. Shut up. Stop talking. And tease my god damn dick with your hot fucking body.” He groans and reaches down and grabs his dick through his pants. 

I breathe , no I don’t. I’m holding my fucking breath and it comes out with hard exhale as I grow wet in my fucking underwear. I should hate the way he speaks to me. Should hate the idea of him smacking me across the mouth. But I don’t. God, I really fucking don’t. In fact I haven’t hated a single fucking thing he’s said or done since that night on the roof. Not really. 

“I think I need therapy” I exhale as I lift my hands to my breasts. Letting my fingers lightly drag over them. 

“The only therapy you need is my cock wrecking your little cunt.” He growls and rubs his dick and I whimper. I nod. I fucking nod like a dumb bitch. He smirks and licks his lips. 

“Pinch those fucking nipples you stupid slut” he growls and I bite my lip with a whimper. I didn’t really like the being called stupid , but not liking, had me even hotter when he said it. Shutting up and letting him degrade me however he wanted had my fingers pinching hard on my nipples and pulling. My breast lifting. Watching the approval on his face, the slight nod as he rubs his cock while keeping his eyes on my tits. 

“Ezra” I whine. Because I wanted him. My body fucking needed him. I need him to keep fulfilling all my rough fucking fantasies.

“Shut up. Don’t talk. Just be a good whore and touch that fucking body.” He groans and then steps back. “Go get on the bed, lay down and abuse those fucking tits while I stroke my cock to what a hot fucking cunt you are.” He growls. 

I walk back into his bedroom and to the bed and lay myself down. Ezra undoes his pants and watches me as I lay in my jeans and socks. My back arching as I grab my tits and squeeze them. I rub them hard and grab my nipples again. Pinching and pulling. Moaning at my own touch, or maybe just moaning at the sight of him with his big dick in his hand , pumping himself while watching me. 

“What’s your job?” He growls at me. 

“To be your whore” I whimper and pinch my nipples even harder. 

“Good girl. So you CAN be smart.” He says and I whimper my hands sliding down to undo my jeans. 

“Keep your fucking hands where I told you to put them. Did I fucking tell you to take your pants off?” He asks and I shake my head. 

“Then why the fuck would you take them off?” He growls.

“I need to touch my pussy” I whine. 

“No the fuck you dont. That cunt belongs to me. Do you understand? That cunt, and every other fucking inch of that body, is my fucking property. Now ,make those nipples hurt.” He growls and I whimper and go back to pinching and pulling. 

“Feels good hurting yourself for me, doesn’t it?” He asks and then steps to the side of the bed as I nod. 

“Lay your head over the bed. Give me your face so I can fuck it like it’s your cunt.” He commands and I moan , sliding over and laying my head over the edge and his hand comes to my throat. 

“Good girl” he groans as I open my mouth. My hands going back to my tits. 

“Spread your legs.” He groans as he sinks into my mouth , he doesn’t go too deep. My mouth wraps around him, my tongue pushing against his cock as he draws out and back in.  I spread my legs. 

“You look good in those jeans, too damn good” he groans and then reaches forward and grabs my cunt through my jeans and I moan as his cock pushes further , choking me and he groans. 

“Youre such a horny bitch” he groans and rubs my cunt through my jeans and I moan. His hips thrusting. My eyes watering. He’s not going hard or fast, but he does keep moving deep into my mouth, into my throat and rubs me even harder. The pressure against my clit is uncomfortable but my hips are bucking as I cry for more around his cock. 

“So fucking sexy” he grunts. “Youre the sexiest fucking slut” 

His hand slides up over my stomach and his fingers shove down into my tight jeans and I moan around his cock. Choking as he fucks my mouth a little faster and aggressively wiggles his hand into my panties and slides his fingers down over my pussy. Cupping it and then rubs where my tampon is. 

“I want blood and cum all over this when I take it out of you.” He groans and then slides his fingers up and rubs my clit. 

“Is that pussy getting that cotton all wet for me?” He growls. I nod with his cock in my mouth and my hands squeeze at my breasts. 

He slides his fingers back down and rubs around my entrance and I feel him push the tampon deeper inside of me. I wince , gagging on his cock as fingers me , pushing it inside of me and then fingering my cunt. My eyes rolling back. It was so fucked up, yet I was fucking dying for more. Dying for him to do things to me I never imagined in any of my fantasies. Because having a tampon finger fucked into my body wasn’t on the list. 

“Such a good girl” he groans and then slides his fingers out and takes his cock from my mouth. I’m panting , whimpering as Ezra grabs me and pulls me by my armpits. Dragging me off the bed , my legs barely able to hold me and then he pushes grabs my throat. Holding my back to his chest. 

“Take those tight jeans off , and then get your god damn ass in the air for me” he growls and I nod. Panting as I scramble to obey him. My fingers working the button and the zipper. He grows impatient and grabs my jeans and groans as he yanks them down over my ass and then shoves me face forward. 

“Ezra” I whine as he pushes his cock against my pussy. 

“Shut up” he growls and then pushes into me. I gasp. Wincing. Feeling his cock shove the tampon even further and bury it inside of me. I knew it couldn’t get “lost” inside of me, I knew my own anatomy. But I still panic wondering if I’ll be able to fucking get it out. 

“You’ve got such a hot cunt” he growls and then grabs my hips and I scream as he slams into me. 

“Fuck” he grunts. 

“So god damn good, my whore has such good fucking pussy” he groans and pushes my head to the bed as I lay there. My toes barely touching the floor as he slams into me again. 

“Am I Fucking that tampon into your hot fucking cunt?” He growls and I cry. Nodding. Moaning and hissing as he uses me harder. Faster. 

“Fucking whore, you’re such a good fucking whore , baby” he groans and pulls out and I’m whimpering as he grabs me and pushes me up. Making me lay on the bed as he drags my jeans the rest of the way off. 

Then I’m face down as up with Ezra’s fingers playing in my cunt. I feel him feeling around inside of me, and realize he’s retrieving my tampon. I feel it tug and feel him pull the string and then , I gasp as he licks at my cunt. His tongue running over my cunt and the string and he growls. No. He. Is. Not. 

I clutch the covers and my pussy clenches as i feel his mouth on my cunt, his tongue winding around the string and then pulling it into his mouth. He’s. Taking it out. With. His. Teeth. 

My eyes roll as I feel the pull and feel the tampon leave my body and my toes curl over how fucked up he is. 

“Mmm” he groans and then licks at my cunt. I assume my tampon is on the floor. 

“Baby” he growls. “Fuck you’re so good” he groans and licks me deeper. 

“My whore is so fucking good” he speaks against my cunt and then slides two fingers into me and I whimper. Clenching around them as he fingers me purposefully. Hooking the two fingers downward and against my gspot. 

“Fuck, your cunt looks so good” he groans and his tongue is licking around where his fingers work me. 

“Pretty blood covered bitch” he grunts and then slides his fingers out of me and sucks at my cunt and I cry out as his thumb rubs my clit while his tongue fucks my cunt. 

“Fuuuuuck, I’m gonna miss this when my baby is growing inside of you” he growls and I whimper. Toes curling. Fucking hating how those words trigger my orgasm. 

“Mmhmm” he groans as his tongue fucks my pussy and his thumb rubs my clit. My hips spasming as his thumb takes me over the edge. I’m crying into the covers and biting them. Screaming as his mouth dips down and takes the place of his thumb. I don’t know how much of my wetness is from how turned on I am and how much of it is my period. I’m afraid to see the fucking mess between my legs. Fuck. The mess on his face. Would he look like a fucking look after its meal? Blood smeared all over his too hot face? 

I’m screaming as he sucks my clit and then the other bites it hard. It pinches and hurts like a fucking bitch. I scream , my voice cracking and then his tongue laps at it. Then he kisses it and groans. Kissing it over and over as I tremble. 

I’m gasping trying to find the words to beg for mercy. But did I even really want it? Being his possession, to do with as he pleases, had me wanting to suffer for him. 

“Such a good fucking girl” he groans and licks my clit hard and rough and nibbles it again as I cry. My whole body shaking. 

“Cmere baby, let me give you what you need” he groans and then yanks me back and my knees are at the edge of the bed. 

“Spread, lower this dirty little cunt down for me baby” he groans and grabs my hips and pushes down, my knees pushing apart. 

“Right there. Right there. Stay just like that baby” he pants and then is pushing his cock into me slowly. 

“Mmm fuck that’s a good girl, give me my cunt Lyla” he groans and pushes and pulls at my hips. Forcing me to move on his cock and he groans.

“You gonna let me just fuck my cum into you? Hmm? You’re gonna be a good girl and take my cum deep into this dirty little cunt everytime?” 

I nod. Whimpering and moaning as I feel him slide in and out. Slowly, so slowly it’s almost a tease. But he’s filling me with every thrust, but it’s not enough. 

“Harder” I cry. 

“What’s that baby?” He hums and rubs my back , hand sliding up my spine and back down and then both hands back on my hips. 

“Please” I whine. 

“What do you need baby? Hmm?” He taunts me. 

“Use me hard.” I cry. “Please” I beg. “Please” I repeat. 

“Yeah? You need me to make a mess and fuck your blood out of you all onto my cock and down your thighs?” 

“Yes” I cry. 

“Who does this pussy belong to?” 

“You” I whine 

“Mhmm, so go ahead, and tell me again how to fuck it. I dare you.” He growls and I whimper. 

“Please” I cry. 

He smacks my ass hard and my cunt pulses as I cry out. 

“Stupid little whore” he groans. “Shut your fucking mouth” he says and snatches my hair and I scream as my head is pulled back and he leans over and buries his dick inside of me hard.  His mouth by my ear. Snarling. 

“You shut up, and you take what I fucking give you. Do you understand?” 

I nod. Crying. Wincing as my scalp burns. 

“Good. Now fuck that cock. Prove to me you deserve my cock inside that fucking cunt”