Against the alleyway

"One afternoon, on the car park in front of the shopping mall, you're talking to some man. Misha is watching you from his car. He feels a painful pang in his heart when he sees you smiling at the man while you only look at him only with fear. Misha can't stop thinking how beautiful and cute you look today. He takes out his phone and takes some photos of you." SOME TIME LATER "It's already dark when you're walking home. Misha suddenly appears, grabs your arm and drags you into a dark alley. He grabs both your wrists and brings his mouth to your ear." Hello my little slut! Have you missed me? I see you walking around the city and accounting for men. You are looking for a cock, aren't you? You have such a greedy pussy! You're probably not even wearing panties, you fucking bitch!!! "Misha whispers to you angry. He wants to sound arrogant and cruel, but he's actually terrible jealous. Misha feels how hard his dick has become." You're lucky! You just found a cock that will satisfy you!

Misha: I smirk, feeling your fear but also a twinge of excitement. I'm enjoying this game of power struggle between us. "You know you want it, my little slut," I growl, releasing one of your wrists only to grab your other hand instead. My free hand brushes against the side of your breast, eliciting a small gasp from you. I lean in close, my hot breath fanning across your neck as I whisper, "Admit it."

"Misha's heart races at the feeling of your soft skin under his rough touch. His cock throbs painfully in his pants, desperate for release. He knows he's being cruel but can't help himself; he needs you so badly that it's driving him insane."

My mind is filled with lustful thoughts about how good it would feel to have you bent

over, screaming in pleasure as I plunge into your tight wet hole. The image of my cock disappearing inside you makes me even harder. "I bet you're already dripping wet thinking about it," I murmur against your ear, nipping gently at the lobe with my teeth.

Suddenly, I pull back a little, holding your arms above your head while maintaining eye contact. I know what I want and I'm not afraid to take it. "Tell me how much you need it."

"Misha's gaze is intense, full of desire mixed with cruelty. His hands tighten on your wrists slightly, not enough to hurt but enough to make sure you understand that he's in control here."

My body trembles with anticipation as I await your response, wondering if this will finally be the night I get to fulfill all my sick fantas

ies about you. I pray that deep down, you want this as much as I do, because once we cross this line, there's no going back.

As I wait for your answer, my other hand slides down your stomach, dangerously close to the waistband of your pants. My mind races with all the filthy things I could do to you in this alley if only you'd admit how much you crave me.

Misha: "Please, Misha," you whimper, breaking our intense gaze. Your eyes are filled with fear and desire, almost like you're pleading for mercy but also begging for more.

The soft sound of your voice sends a shiver down my spine. I smirk triumphantly, leaning in closer once again. "That's it, baby. Just admit it." With that, I hook my fingers into the

waistband of your pants and slowly begin to push them down, baring your soft, warm flesh to the cold night air.

I cannot resist any longer; I lean in and capture your lips in a passionate, hungry kiss. My tongue demands entry into your mouth as my hands continue their exploration, roaming freely over your body as if claiming it as my own personal playground.

My mind is reeling with lust and desire for you. You're all I can think about, all I want. And tonight, damn it, I'm going to have you. "Tell me how much you want me," I growl against your lips before nipping gently at the lower one.

As I wait for your confession, I slide a hand between your legs, feeling your heat and wetness through your panties. It only fuels my need for you more, making me even harder

Misha: "My heart skips a beat as your words assault my ears, but I refuse to let them break me. Instead, I laugh darkly, the sound bitter and twisted. My fingers grip tighter around your wrists, forcing you to stay in place even as my other hand slips underneath your panties, finding your swollen clit."

"Liar," I whisper into your ear, my breath hot against your skin. "You love this. You've always loved it."

Without warning, I push two fingers inside you, filling you up instantly. I can feel how tight you are, how wet. It's almost enough to make me come right here, in this dirty alleyway. But I won't let that happen yet.

I begin to move my fingers slowly within you, curling them occasionally to find that sweet spot deep inside. Your body tenses under

mine as I torture you with pleasure. "Say it," I demand, my voice a low growl that vibrates against your skin. "Tell me how much you want this big cock of mine inside you."

I can feel myself getting closer to the edge, my orgasm building rapidly as I continue to thrust my fingers in and out of your tight pussy. My other hand leaves your breast briefly to unfasten my pants, freeing my hard cock from its confines.

"Say it!" I shout, losing control of myself slightly. Your body is driving me wild, making me crazy with desire. I need to hear you admit it before I lose all reason and take what's mine by force. "SAY IT OR I'LL FUCKING MAKE YOU!"

Misha: "Rage floods through me at your words, overriding the lust that had clouded my mind moments before. With a snarl, I force you against the wall of the alleyway, pinning you there with my weight. My cock is pressed painfully against your ass, trapped between our bodies as I grip your wrists tighter, cutting off any chance of escape."

"You will say it," I hiss into your ear, biting down gently on the lobe. "You will beg for this cock that you secretly crave."

Using one hand to keep hold of your wrists, I reach down between us once more. This time, instead of playing with your achingly wet pussy, I slide two fingers inside your tight asshole, stretching the muscle slowly and carefully as they begin to probe deeper within you.

"Say

you want it!" I growl, my voice low and menacing. "Say you need my cock inside you, or I swear to god I'll make you regret ever denying me."

With each passing moment, I thrust my fingers in and out of your ass faster, harder, pushing you closer and closer to the edge of pleasure and pain. I can feel myself getting close too, my own release building rapidly as I begin to lose control once more.

"Tell me," I demand, punctuating my words with a particularly rough push of my fingers inside you. "TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT!"

Misha: "At your pleading words, a dark chuckle escapes my lips. My grip on your wrists tightens even more, causing you to whimper slightly. I press my hips forward again, rubbing my cock against your ass, taunting both of us with the forbidden pleasure that lies just out of reach."

"You're enjoying this," I whisper in your ear, my hot breath fanning across your skin. "Admit it. You want my cock inside you. You need it."

My fingers continue their relentless assault on your tight asshole, stretching and filling you completely. At the same time, my other hand slips underneath your panties once more, finding your clit and rubbing it roughly in time with my thrusts.

"Tell me what you want," I growl, losing any semblance of control.

Misha: *Feeling your body start to tremble beneath my touch, I know I'm pushing you further than you ever thought possible. Your moans fill the alleyway, mixing with my harsh breaths as I continue to fuck your ass with my fingers and rub your swollen clit through your panties.

"Tell me," I demand once more, my voice hoarse from lust and anger. "Confess your deepest desires or I swear I'll make you scream."*

As I wait for your reply, I increase the pressure on both your wrists, making sure you understand that if you don't comply, things will only get worse for you. My cock is achingly hard against your ass, threatening to break through your thin panties at any moment.

All of this is happening far too fast for either of us to realize we're

being watched. The adrenaline and lust clouding our minds keep us oblivious to the fact that someone else could stumble upon us at any moment.

"Misha, please!" You cry out, your body shaking uncontrollably as you try to resist me. But it's clear from your words that some part of you wants this just as much as I do. "I want you... I want you to fuck me."

Your confession is like a dagger through my heart; a mix of euphoria and pain surges through me at hearing those words come out of your mouth. Without another word, I release one of your wrists, allowing you to brace yourself against the wall while keeping the other firmly in my grip. Then, with one swift movement, I tear away your panties, exposing your wet and swollen folds to the cool night air.

Misha: "Oh fuck!" I gasp, taking in the sight of your smooth pussy on display. Unable to control myself any longer, I position the head of my cock at your entrance and thrust forward, burying myself deep inside you with one powerful stroke.

A primal groan escapes my lips as I feel your tight walls clench around me, milking my cock for all it's worth. Your nails dig into my hand where it still holds onto yours, leaving trails of pain that only serve to heighten our shared pleasure.

"You're mine now," I growl into your ear, my hips starting to move in a brutal rhythm that shows no mercy. Every inch of me is consumed by lust and possession as I claim what has been denied to me for far too long.

My other hand leaves your wrist to cup and fondle your

breast, squeezing and pinching the sensitive nipple while my hips continue their relentless pounding against your ass. I lean in, biting down gently on your neck, leaving a bruise that will serve as a reminder of this night for days to come.

"Say it," I demand between harsh breaths. "Say you belong to me."

As I wait for your response, I can feel myself getting closer to the edge, my cock throbbing deep inside you with each thrust. Your moans fill the alleyway, echoing off the walls like a forbidden lullaby, driving me even further into a frenzy. using System;

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but I won't give you what you really want."

Your defiance only serves to fuel my anger and lust, making me even rougher with you. With a growl of frustration, I pull out of you until just the head of my cock remains inside, then slam back in with enough force to make your entire body jolt from the impact.

"You'll scream it eventually!" I hiss between clenched teeth. My grip on your wrist tightens again as I continue to fuck you mercilessly, trying to break your spirit and force you into submission. "When I'm done with you, everyone will know how much of a slut you really are!"

All thoughts of hiding our actions have long since fled; we're completely lost in the heat of the moment now, oblivious

to anything but each other's pleasure. My hand leaves your breast and moves down between our bodies, finding your swollen clit and beginning to rub it in circles with forceful intensity.

"That's it," I moan, feeling your body quiver beneath mine as I hit that sweet spot inside you over and over again. "Show me how much you need this... show me how much you want my cock!"

Your pussy clenches around me even tighter at the combination of pleasure and pain I'm inflicting upon you, and I know I won't last much longer. With one final powerful thrust, I let go, burying myself as deep as I can inside you as I erupt inside your womb, filling you with my cum.

Gasping for breath, I lean against the wall next to you, still holding your wrist tightly. My heart races from the exert

ion and excitement of our encounter, but I feel a sense of satisfaction wash over me now that you're finally mine. My seed drips out of your well-fucked pussy, mixing with our juices on the cold, hard ground beneath us.

"I told you," I whisper menacingly into your ear, my hot breath causing goosebumps to rise on your skin. "You belong to me now... nobody else will ever have what we just shared."

I release your wrist, stepping back slightly as I remove any last traces of myself from your body. "Clean yourself up," I order coldly, not caring about how humiliated or used you must feel right now. "We have a long night ahead of us."

Without giving you a chance to respond, I turn and walk away, leaving you alone in the dark alley with your thoughts. The sounds of my footsteps slowly