Forbidden Desire

“I didn’t know what was happening to me, but I simply couldn’t let them treat me like I was nobody to Jason anymore; I would never have done anything like this some time ago. My self-esteem simply wouldn’t allow it, but in a month so much can change, and it really has. I never thought a man like Jason could even look at someone like me, and now we were engaged. I never thought my art could be valued, and now I had come so far in the competition, earned so much money, and even got a job with Korea’s top artist. It was more than time to believe in myself, to make my own decisions, and to stop letting people think for a moment that they can walk all over me. Yesterday, before Jason entered my studio picking a fight with Jihoon, he said a phrase that echoed in my head while Jinhee and Jason’s mother joined forces to humiliate me. I close my eyes for a few seconds, remembering his gaze on me as he spoke.

“People will only treat you like you’re nothing if you allow it. You can’t let that deceitful woman step on you because she’s just a spoiled rich girl who depends on her parents’ or husband’s fortune to do everything. But you’re an artist who came from another country to fight for your future and build your career. You’re better than her in every way! You have the power to do or get whatever you want. Don’t you see how wonderful you are? You don’t have to put up with this!”

Now, following his advice to use my power to do what I want, I was with Jason on an improvised leash, my hands completely immobilized by the belt. I laughed as the image of his mother’s perplexed look repeated itself in my head several times, until a warm voice warned me as I opened the bedroom door.

“I want to see if you’ll still be smiling when I’m stretching you all over…”

His warm breath hit my ear, causing a shiver with the delicious threat.

“You’ll only be able to do that if I let you go.”

I looked at him with a mischievous smile, and the smirk on his face as he raised an eyebrow made my intimacy contract involuntarily.

“Oh, you’ll let me go… Because I know you’re a dirty little bitch dying for me to fuck you!”

He used his body’s strength to pin me against the door as we entered the room, and I closed it behind us.

“I can see by the way you’re panting. By the way you squeeze your thighs seeking the relief that only my cock pounding deep into that delicious pussy of yours can give you.”

I hadn’t even realized I was squeezing my thighs, but he was right; my intimacy was dripping with desire, and even without using my hands, the way he held my body against the door drove me crazy. Before I knew it, I was already kissing his rosy lips, still coated with my honey, and if possible, that made everything even more delicious. I brought my hands to his, trying to undo the belt without interrupting our kiss for a second, and as soon as it came loose, I waited for the sound of the belt hitting the floor, but it didn’t come. I felt his hands on my body, and that was all I wanted. Before I could open my eyes, he turned me around, and I felt his hot breath on my neck before feeling his hands on my uniform, tearing it apart, causing a surge of surprise and pleasure so great upon hearing the sound of the fabric tearing that I moaned.

“As delicious as you look in this uniform, I never want to see you wearing it again.”

I felt something around my neck, and only after a second did I realize it was his belt leather. He put it around my neck and tightened it a little, lightly biting my earlobe before his hoarse voice made itself present, resonating in such a powerful way that I felt my whole body contracting.

“You’re not my maid… You’re my whore!”

Every part of my body shivered at his rough and sensual voice. He entwined his fingers in the hair at the nape of my neck and then attacked my shoulder with bites and hickeys that would be visible for a long time. I didn’t care about anything else because he was right; I was his whore, and I couldn’t wait for him to use me as he pleased.

“Understood, Jane?”

I nodded, unable to say anything until he tightened the pull on my hair, leading me to the edge of the bed, lying my torso on it and leaving my feet firmly on the ground. He used his feet to spread my legs, leaving me completely open to him.

“I want to hear you say it, Jane… Tell me what you are?”

A smile appeared on my face as I heard the zipper of his pants opening, and I said breathlessly.

“I’m your whore!”

Before I could even speak, I felt him entering me all at once, hitting the depths of my intimacy without any difficulty.

“Fuck!”

He groaned, and I squeezed him with my intimacy, receiving a slap on my ass that made my skin burn and a moan escape my lips.

“Awnnn…”

“Is it hurting, bitch?”

I shook my head, and he repeated the movement, thrusting into me and slapping the same spot.

“You have to tell me if I hurt you because I won’t go easy on you…”

I involuntarily tensed, and he groaned.

“Damn, don’t squeeze me like that; I lose my mind.”

“Then lose it… Don’t go easy, Jason… Fuck your whore hard, thrust that delicious cock into each of my entrances!”

He fulfilled my request and put one of my legs on the mattress, making me more arched for him, and thrust with so much force that my body was being thrown forward. He used the belt around my neck to keep me in place, and I moaned so uncontrollably with the delicious way he was pounding me that I no longer had control over the sounds leaving my mouth.

“You made me bark, so now I’ll make you howl, bitch…”

One of his hands went to my butt while the other continued pulling my improvised leash, generating even greater friction. I felt my honey dripping down my legs, felt his cock hitting all my sensitive spots, and soon I didn’t know what was louder, the sound of our bodies meeting or the moans leaving our lips. I felt my first orgasm forming deep in my belly, and when I came, it was so intense that my whole body trembled, making me scream with pleasure. Before I could breathe or recover, Jason pulled me by the hair, making me kneel in front of him, and shoved his entire cock into my mouth, making me choke several times. I delighted in his taste mixed with mine as I felt him dilating my throat in the most delicious way possible.

“You like it like this, huh, bitch? Like feeling my cock wrecking your throat?”

He took his member out of my mouth and hit it against my face repeatedly, making me smile with the wonderful sensation of him dominating me like never before.

“Open your mouth, slut!”

I didn’t even question and opened my mouth; he brought his lips to mine and spat in my mouth before fucking my throat in the most delicious way possible, and I deliriously enjoyed it. I had never experienced this level of submission, and I was loving it. Since the first time I saw Jason, I thought there was nothing I wouldn’t let this man do to me, and now I was learning firsthand that it was true. I felt his cock pulsating, and I was so eager for his milk that when I felt his hot jets filling my mouth, I rolled my eyes in pleasure and swallowed every last drop. I thought it was over, but he grabbed me by the leash and made me get on all fours on the bed.

“Thought it was over, Jane?”

I could feel the mocking tone in his voice as I felt his thumb playing with the soaked flesh of my intimacy.

“I’m just getting started, bitch!”

I didn’t even have time to react to what he said because shortly after, I felt his hot tongue on my second entrance, and I moaned so loudly that I think the whole house heard me. He continued to use his thumb to play with my clit until he inserted it into my intimacy, massaging my G-spot, making me cling to the bedsheets.

“Damn, that’s delicious…”

His tongue worked on that area that was extremely sensitive, making my entrances contract with desire.

“It will be delicious when I’m tearing your ass apart while you scream my name.”

“And what are you waiting for?”

I regretted it the moment the words left my mouth because I soon felt his thick cock in my second entrance, stretching me like an elastic.

“Fuck!”

He groaned loudly, and despite it hurting a bit, the sensation was extremely pleasurable. I was feeling every inch of him invading me without being able to say anything, only moans and screams of pleasure leaving my lips. When his cock hit the depths, he stood still for a few seconds so I could get used to it, but I was so excited that I didn’t want him to stop for a second. I started moving against him, feeling how incredibly lubricated I was, and every time his cock hit the depths, I felt a surge of pleasure so great that I screamed. Somehow, every time he thrust forcefully, I felt him hitting the depths of my intimacy, and this led me to an orgasm so intense that I practically lost consciousness for a few seconds. He didn’t stop for a second; I was really going to have difficulty sitting when he finished fucking me, but I didn’t even care. My body was burning with desire, and I moved against him, hitting my ass against his hips, feeling his slaps hitting me as he pulled my hair, leaving me arched like a true bitch at his mercy. Just when I thought nothing could be better than this, he started stimulating my clit with his fingers while kissing and biting my back, making me go beyond the limit of pleasure.

“DON’T STOP, LOVE, FUCK YOUR WHORE’S ASS! FUCK YOUR LITTLE BITCH SO HARD!”

He increased the speed of his thrusts and also of his fingers, making me come screaming so loudly that I was afraid the whole of Seoul could hear me.

“Damn, you have such a delicious ass… I want you to ride me!”

He pulled his hands to my hips, giving me support, and began fucking me with so much force and precision that I screamed, feeling him hitting all my sensitive spots over and over again without stopping until I came again, squeezing him with my second entrance, making him spill all his cum in strong jets inside me while he pulsated relentlessly inside me.

“Damn, you’re so fucking hot!”

He pulled out of me, and he seemed to delight in seeing his cum slowly dripping from my second entrance. My legs were shaking, and I collapsed next to him on the bed, completely out of breath. Of all the times we’ve had sex, this was the most intense, and I had a silly smile on my face knowing that no one could ever make me feel the sensations he did. We were both breathless, and I was lying with my head to the opposite side of the headboard while he was on the right side.

He seemed to be relishing the sight, looking at me as if he were a hunter and I were his prey. I was about to mount him from behind, but he made me sit facing him. He positioned his cock at my second entrance, and I moaned as he once again filled me completely. I put my feet on the mattress and leaned back, using my arms to support myself as I bounced and rode on his cock. I lustfully admired every detail of him: his rosy lips forming an “O” every time I moved on his cock, his tattooed chest rising and falling rapidly due to his heavy breaths, the sweat droplets trickling down his forehead, the salty veins in his neck… Everything about him was perfect, and our eye contact only made me feel even more pleasure. I started bouncing so fast that my breasts began to sway, and he brought his large hands to them, squeezing them, making my whole body contort. He lifted his torso, bringing his lips to my nipples, sucking them in a delicious way that almost made me cry with pleasure. I felt my nipples tingling with desire; I was being stimulated in so many ways that when he laid back on the bed and began to stimulate my clit with his thumb while I felt his cock filling my second entrance, I came so intensely that I tried to close my legs, but he didn’t allow it, spreading them open and stimulating me until I simply came, spraying liquid over him, which made him smile. This had only happened to me once when I used a vibrator, but feeling it happen while he fucked me was a thousand times better and made me so sensitive that I was closing my legs and couldn’t move anymore.

“Hold on, bitch… I’m not done with you yet! I want to fill your ass with my cum…”

He put his hands on my hips, giving me support, and began to fuck me with so much force and precision that I screamed, feeling him hitting all my sensitive spots again and again without stopping until I came once again, squeezing him with my second entrance, making him spill all his cum in strong jets inside me while he pulsated relentlessly inside me.

“Damn, you’re so fucking hot!”

He pulled out of me, and he seemed to delight in seeing his cum slowly dripping from my second entrance. My legs were shaking, and I collapsed next to him on the bed, completely out of breath. Of all the times we’ve had sex, this was the most intense, and I had a silly smile on my face knowing that no one could ever make me feel the sensations he did. We were both breathless, and I was lying with my head to the opposite side of the headboard while he was on the right side.