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Neon Nights
Date: 3/31/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Author: SITTING, Rating: , Source: LushStories
air, taking in too much and coughing. I wiped saliva from my chin with the back of my hand as he stood in front of me, stroking his cock almost absentmindedly. “I’m impressed,” he said. “I thought you’d be running by now.” I stared back at him defiantly, my spluttering having finally subsided. “God, who do you think you are? I’ve been through a hundred men like you. You’re nothing special.” His eyes narrowed and something derisive crossed his face. “You think? You think you can handle all of me, little girl? You’ve fucked a couple of guests and you think you’ve got it down. You’ve never been with a man like me. You’ll be begging me to stop.” “Will I?” I said, and there was a wilful challenge in my voice. His grip on my hair tightened and without warning, he slapped me hard across the face. I raised a hand to my burning cheek and stared at him. “How about you stop talking and maybe I won’t do that again,” he growled. Inexplicably, I felt laughter rise inside me. “God! Is that some attempt at taming me? So I shut up and do what you want?” His palm struck my cheek again and I recoiled. “You’ll do what I want regardless,” he snarled, and his cock slammed into my mouth again, making me gag and choke. “That’s what I’m paying you for.” He pulled out and dragged me up by my hair, shoving me around to lean against the railings. My mind spun for a second, the lights blinding and dizzying and then he pulled my skirt up and slapped me hard across the ass. I let out a startled cry and he ... twisted my arm behind my back as he spanked me again, making my body jerk. I tried to wriggle away but he was far stronger than me and there was a laugh in his voice as he taunted me. “Not so up for it now, are you?” he breathed as his hand cracked against me again and again. “You’re a bad little girl and you’re gonna have to take everything I give you.” I dragged in air and tried to focus on something, anything, but there were tears running down my cheeks and all the lights were blurred. Silver paused a second, breathing hard. “Jesus, these are nice panties you’re wearing. What were you expecting – some old guy who wanted missionary? Is that where you get your kicks?” He pushed past the lacy black material and massaged my pussy roughly. “God, you’re so wet!” he sounded elated. “You’re fucking loving this!” I couldn’t deny it. He slapped my ass again and kept at it until the burning heat radiated and I was sure it would be days before I could sit down comfortably again. “You’ve got a fucking nice ass,” Silver breathed appreciatively. “You ever been fucked in it?” I didn’t answer, trying to detach my mind, trying to supress the whimper that almost escaped my throat every time his palm made contact with my burning flesh. “I asked you a question,” he said, and the dominance was back in his voice. “I’m waiting for an answer.” A mixture of pained rage and insolence stirred inside me. “I thought you didn’t want me to fucking talk, Mr Silver.” He twisted my arm harder and I whined, ...