Forfeited, Part One
Another gasp ripped free from Kimi's lips as Dirk's body slapped wetly against hers. She tried to breathe in quietly and adjust her hips but, as he bottomed out, his heavy balls pressed against her and she couldn't stifle another mewling little moan. He was penetrating deep inside her with every thrust and Kimi could feel the head of his cock striking just short of her cervix each time he buried his thick shaft inside her.
Another wet slap sounded through her bedroom, once, twice more, each one eliciting another quiet groan. With hesitation, Kimi swallowed what little pride she was holding on to and spoke up, refusing to look over her shoulder at Dirk. She didn't want to see the look on his fucking face. "Not so hard." She hissed between gasps, her breath rasping between gritted teeth. Each pump sent her rocking back and forward on her toes as she stood bent over her cheap plastic computer chair, holding the back of it in a white knuckle grip. She could feel her breasts bouncing and jiggling each time Dirk's hips clapped against her firm ass, the force rippling through her body.
Dirk only laughed at Kimi's words. "Shut up," he grunted, slapping her ass hard to punctuate his command, making her cry out quietly, "you know you want it." He pounded her a few more times, each one making the same lewd, wet slapping sound as his large cock pried her apart and speared deep, slick with a mix of her juices his thick precum, and plenty of lube.
Kimi bristled at Dirk's words but was powerless to stop him. And, no matter how tightly she tried to grit her teeth she just couldn't hold back her gasps each time he reached the apex of his thrusts.
"That's it," Dirk goaded, knowing all too well how much Kimi didn't want to please him, "moan like a slut for me."
Kimi felt her cheeks burn with impotent anger, though her seething hatred quickly blew apart as Dirk pressed down on the base of the butt plug he'd set firmly up Kimi's ass. With a quiet yelp Kimi twisted and writhed as the wide, bulbous metal tip plunged uncomfortably deep. Anal had been the one thing she'd denied him, but even so, he'd still pushed her until reluctantly she'd allowed him to plug her. It was her first experience with anything inside her there... and so far it hadn't done anything for her except make her feel dirty and full.
Dirk suddenly slammed as deep as he could go with an extra burst of force, eliciting a surprised squeak from Kimi who only just kept hold of the flimsy chair. Somehow she managed to stay upright as he continued his unrelenting use of her body. Keeping her teeth gritted, Kimi's knuckles burned whiter on the chair-back as she rolled her hips up and back with each thrust, trying to take the sting out of each impact. She hated that the motion made it look and feel like she was working with Dirk, trying to get him to hit all the right spots inside her, but... it was much more comfortable than just taking his pounding.
Even so, the movement was not easy for Kimi. Her body was tired, and she'd been stretched and rubbed raw, over and over again for what must almost be Dirk's full, agreed upon, hour. Kimi wasn't sure what she'd expected when she'd submitted to him, but... Dirk had obviously never heard that long sex wasn't necessarily good sex. Some men seemed to think women wanted hours of hard pounding, but in Kimi's experience all it achieved was chafing, soreness, exhaustion, and a dirty feeling that she was just being used as a warm, wet hole for a guy to slam his dick into. Which, she guessed, was absolutely true today...
Kimi
wanted
to speak up, to tell Dirk to stop but... She refused to give the bastard the satisfaction of knowing he'd worn her out. Well, that and she suspected Dirk wouldn't listen or care. By the terms of their forfeit her body was his to enjoy for one
full
hour. And, after all the things he'd made her do so far, Kimi just knew he was going to use her right to the last second. There was no way he'd stop now, no matter what she said to him... and as dirty, used, and powerless as that made her feel, she refused to show weakness and beg him for any kindness. She
would not
give him the satisfaction.
She just had to hang on a little longer, that was all. Dirk's time must almost be up and then this whole demeaning nightmare of a bet would be over. Kimi steadied her breath, sucking air between Dirk's thrusts to get some much needed oxygen to her burning muscles. She could do this, she thought to herself. She hated it, so much, but she
could
do it. Her toned muscles quivered, as if to refute her determination, but she ignored their shakiness. Instead, she tried to let her thoughts drift, to not pay attention to her body and what was happening to it. But instead she felt her mind start to slowly circle the growing sensation of a wet, warm pressure building between her legs, then beginning to radiate deep penetrating waves through her abdomen.
Oh, no...
A breath caught in the back of her throat, choking out as a squeak when Dirk's cock buried itself deep inside her, the movement sending fresh pulses firing through her body.
Oh, fuck
! Kimi thought as she slowly realised what she was feeling. She was getting close...
Oh, no, no
! What the fuck was her body playing at!? She clenched her eyes shut her breath hissing through her clenched teeth.
No
! Dirk hadn't made her cum yet and she wasn't about to give that up to him now! Not after she'd endured so much and was so close to the end. She'd never be able to face down Dirk's shit eating grin if he made her cum... He'd hold it over her forever.
Kimi tried to focus on the soreness of her body, how raw she was. She tried to feel anything other than the suddenly electric tingle of his thick, veined shaft rippling through her tight, stretched lips; or the pressure of his head penetrating deep into her body... Or the way she'd suddenly started moaning, helplessly, totally in his power...
Oh, fuck!
She summoned up as much of her outrage about the way he'd used her as she could, hoping that embarrassment and shame would cut her orgasm off, but to her horror it only added fuel to the fire.
Oh, oh, fuck!
Kimi's eyes opened, then widened as she realised that deep down some small part of her was thrilled at how Dirk was using her. Kimi enjoyed sex, she made no secret of it, and in the last few years she'd even tried out a little controlled bondage with people she trusted and found the submission of it really turned her on. But now, having a guy she hated use her, having him order her around and take what he wanted from her while she helplessly submitted to it... A warm tingling shiver raced up her spine.
Oh, fuck, oh fuck!
Oh, no
...