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warmth between her legs, he licked toothpaste onto her already
erect nipples, holding her steady as she arched and ground into
him. But he controlled when she climaxed, and he drew it out till
she thought she d burn up from the inside out.
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 Another time Prima awoke to find him already between
her spread legs. The medications seemed to have both a sedative
and a muscle relaxant effect, so Joseph busied himself trying to
see how wide he could stretch that tight cunny of hers. It turned
out not very wide, but that may well have had a lot to do with the
size of his hand more so than anything else. Still, with a lot of KY
and a rubber glove that had made her glazed eyes go wide at
first, he d gotten three fingers into her while she wiggled and
squirmed like a wild thing, gulping air into her lungs and
moaning with each firm advance of his hand into that relatively
virgin territory. When she was full of him, as full as she could be
right now, he bent forwards and licked her swollen flower
enthusiastically, smiling when the bud literally jumped in his
mouth.
 OhGodohGodohGodohGod, she chanted at the
pleasure he wrought.
Still against her, he asked,  You like this, don t you?
Like it? She was absolutely mindless  a seething mass
of pulsating pleasure. Again. For the third time that day. She
couldn t have uttered a coherent sentence if her life had depended
on it.
Long moments of that thick tongue being dragged in
agonizingly delightful increments up and over the focal point of
her desire, then back down again until his lips surrounded her on
either side, warm breath washing over her most sensitized inch.
Suckling her past his lips, he spoke, his voice
reverberating against her.  Answer me, Katherine Marie.
 Aaaaaahhhhhh  please  don t - I  Gaaaawwwwddd 

 You like this, don t you? he repeated doggedly.
 YEEEEEEEESSSSSSS! she screamed, her hands
clenching and unclenching in the bed sheets.
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 Joseph fucked her with his fingers, stretching her,
possessing her most intimate area in every way imaginable, but
he moved his mouth away long enough to ask,  And you like me
using your cunt like this, don t you, you like being filled by my
fingers and my cock . . .?
Prima cried at the loss of his wonderfully talented
tongue and lips, her hips rising, seeking his warmth again.
 YESYESYESYESYES, her body did not allow her any dignity
 it wanted what it wanted when it wanted it.
And it always, always craved Joseph.
Since he had her right where he wanted her, Joseph
couldn t stop himself from slipping in the question,  And you like
me owning you, too, don t you? , but he pretended complete
indifference to her answer, his voice flat and unemotional. Her
answer, of course, would have to be considered as given under
duress of sorts, but it disturbed him how much he wanted her to
say yes.
Cries and pleas for release did her no good; in fact they
just seemed to make him mad. Those fingers drove into her
relentlessly, forcing her open, stretching her mercilessly.
 Katherine! Tell me! His lips flicked her button hard for
a few agonizing seconds, then stopped.  Tell me!
 Yesyesyes.
More teasing at the behest of his hands and mouth,
stopping just short of fulfillment.  Yes what, Katherine? Say it
and I ll let you cum. Say it, still completely neutral.
Her head whipped back and forth as she fought against
admitting to him what she didn t want to admit to herself.
Tease, thrust, slow, languorous lick.  Do I punish you
good and hard? Do I fuck you the same way? Do I keep you safe
and protected? Do you eat good? Are you warm and safe in my
bed, well-used and sore from it? A forth finger was added to her
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already overburdened pussy, forcibly pressed inside her, where
only he had ever been. A low, sexy whisper.  Don t you want to
come, Katherine Marie? Her answering whimper came from the
depth of her being.  Say it.
Tears flowed like rain down the sides of her face, into
her hair. She couldn t fight him or herself any longer.
 YESILIKEYOUOWNINGME!
The elation he felt at her words nearly drove him to take
her himself, but he refrained. Instead, he claimed her pussy
almost reverently, suckling at her with unhurried motions
calculated to give her the utmost pleasure.
When the tidal wave of sensations rolled through her,
and the end was imminent, Katherine fought him, frightened at
the intensity of what was coming. But Joseph would not let her
avoid it, kept her trapped right where he wanted her, with him
through it all as she issued a full-throated scream and arched
against his avid mouth again and again, screaming and crying
and begging even in the throes of the ecstasy.
Joseph wrung every last morsel of it from her with no
compunction at all, feeling her shudder with each ebbing
contraction. When there was no more to draw out of her, he
withdrew his fingers, moving to her side with a self-satisfied
smile on his face despite the way his cock throbbed against his
zipper.
Katherine was devastated. Defeated. More mortified
than she had ever been in her life. What had she just admitted to?
How could she face what she had become? The horror built up
inside her to an intolerable level, and when he stretched out next
to her, she bolted from the bed, not stopping at the bedroom
door, or even the door to the house. Her feet bare, but the rest of
her covered by pajamas, she ran as if her life and her sanity
depended on it.
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 And, in a way, it did.
Not believing that she would truly try to escape, Joseph
didn t get up and run after her until he heard the door to the
house open. Then he slipped quickly into a pair of sweats and his
boots. He did have the presence of mind to stop and enter the
code that would suspend the alarms, at least, then he simply
loped along her tracks, knowing she wouldn t get far, more
annoyed and surprised than angry at this point, but then he
started to think. She was still weak from her illness, which made
him frown at the thought that she might have a relapse because
of this foolishness. Katherine was barefoot, and had headed into
the woods that surrounded his compound. Another frown.
There were broken bottles and burrs and pickers and thorns all
around in the woods  her delicate skin could be torn up, she
could trip and fall, twist her ankle, break her leg . . .
As his anger built, Joseph sped up his pursuit,
concentrating how he was going to rip into her bottom once he
got her back home where she belonged. If she d hurt herself . . .
Luckily, it didn t take him long to find her, at first he could just
hear her crashing through the woods helter-skelter as if the Devil
was pursuing her. He dismissed the idea that she might well
assign that characterization to him. Then he caught the
occasional flash of bright blonde hair through the trees and
headed towards it, easily catching her around the waist and
carrying her back to the house thrown over his shoulder like a
sack of potatoes.
He couldn t believe it when he set her down in the
bedroom and she bolted again, almost making it out into the
yard. Well, he thought with a grimace, she didn t seem to have
hurt herself at all during her flight through the woods. Joseph
got to the front door just as she opened it and reached past her,
slamming it shut. This time he was taking no prisoners. He
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stripped her pajama pants down to her knees, turned her around,
and bent her over his arm, and whacked her butt crisply to let her
know of his displeasure. Joseph pushed her away from him, his
face dark as night.  Get into that bedroom before I forget that
you ve been sick! he ordered.
Katherine just stood there, shaking, tears streaming
down her face, as they had been since he d caught her.
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