Chapter 90: R-18 / CH 090: Tasha, the Masochist (Part 1)
Dave pushed Tasha onto the cold, hard lab table, her body sprawled out before him. He towered over her, his eyes filled with a mix of anger and desire. He gazed at her mature, curvaceous body. His eyes roaming over her, and his desire had started growing immensely.
Tasha’s breath quickened, her chest rising and falling with a nervous anticipation. She wanted to act, but she was scared of what might happen. So she remained silent, her pride the only thing keeping her from pleading.
Dave smirked, enjoying the power he held over her. He released her chin and stepped back, unbuckling his belt slowly, letting it fall to the floor with a loud clink. "On your knees," he commanded, his tone leaving no room for argument.
Her body trembled as she lowered herself to the cold floor, her knees aching against the hard surface. Dave stood before her, his pants loosening as his erection strained against the fabric of his pants. "Open your mouth," he ordered, his voice dripping with dominance.
Tasha hesitated, but Dave’s gaze hardened, and she obeyed. She leaned forward, her lips parting as she took him into her mouth. Dave groaned, his head falling back as he felt her warm, wet mouth around him.
He grabbed her hair, pulling her head back, and thrust his cock into her mouth without warning. "Suck it," he growled, his eyes filled with a wicked glint as his grip on her head tightened. "Prove to me you’re worth keeping around."
She gagged as he pushed deeper, her eyes watering from the force. Dave didn’t care; he was in control now, and he intended to make her suffer for every moment of pain she had caused him.
He began to thrust, using her mouth like a tight, wet sheath, his balls slapping against her chin with each movement. "You like that, don’t you?" he taunted. "You like being my little slut?"
Tasha tried to respond, but her mouth was too full, her voice reduced to muffled moans. Dave laughed, a cold, cruel sound escaping his lips. "That’s what I thought," he said, pulling out hia dick abruptly. He pushed her onto the floor, and had started binding her with rope.
He bind her wrists and feet, and even though Tasha was struggling to set herself free, Dave’s grip on her was so strong and had prevented her from being able to escape. She couldn’t help but yell out different curses at him, but Dave had just ignored them all, seemingly smiling as he enjoyed the discomfort she was feeling.
While being tied up, Dave had grabbed her head as he let her suck his dick once again, his hands gripping her hair as he guided her movements. Then, he pulled away, his eyes filled with a devilish smirk.
He then brought out a whip from his void space, the leather cracking as he brought it down onto Tasha’s bare skin. She cried out, her body arching as the whip struck her. But then, she moaned, her eyes filled with desire.