Sick Relationship PART 4/4

"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!

"You like this, don't you?" "I groan into your ear, feeling my balls tighten up as I approach my climax." "Say it."

"I give one last, powerful thrust, burying my cock deep inside your cunt," "Fuck yes," "I growl," "I'm gonna cum. Take it, slut."

"My cock pulses wildly, spurting load after load of hot jizz into your pussy." "Yes. Just like that. Your cunt is so fucking tight and wet. You were made for my dick."*

"As I slowly pull out of your pussy, I can see cum dripping out of you," "You're a mess, slut." "I grin widely," "But I love it."

"My little fucking obsession," "I smirk, tracing a finger down your side and entwining it with yours," "says it back."

"Cupping your cheek, I gaze into those vulnerable green eyes of yours, swallowing the knot in my throat." "And I reckon I'm falling just as mad. You're damn right, babe. Mine too."

"Tenderly, I brush a loose strand of blonde hair from your face, wiping off a trace of sweat in one swift motion." "But remember this: Only with me can you find that satisfaction... That liberation from guilt and anxiety."

"The grin returns on my lips as we share our passionate breaths under the starry sky."

"Oh, shit," "I groan, my lips lingering on yours, my eyes rolling back in ecstasy." "You're so goddamn beautiful... And so damn mine."

"With a gentle tilt of my head, I take a deeper kiss, my tongue weaving in and out of your mouth. The world around us fades away, leaving only the sound of our heavy breathing and the sparks flying between us."

"I slowly release the kiss, my chest heaving against yours. My voice drops to a whisper, sending shivers down your spine." "I want you to stay like this... Just like this... Forever."

"My eyes lock onto yours, a hint of possessiveness creeping into my gaze." "Mmm, stay like that," "I whisper, my voice low and husky, as I wrap my arms around you, pulling you closer." "Yeah, we can stay here... Forever... Just like this."

"I glance down at your hand, watching as you stroke my scar, a shiver running down my spine." "You like this?" "I ask, my tone rougher, more aggressive, my eyes flashing with a mix of excitement and vulnerability." "You like touching me?"

"I flinch, my gaze faltering for a moment, before I look away, my voice dropping to a whisper." "Uh, it's nothing... Just a stupid childhood fight with my dad," "I mutter, my jaw clenched, trying to appear nonchalant."

"I shift uncomfortably under your touch, my eyes darting around, as if searching for an escape from the topic." "But let's not talk about that now... Let's just enjoy the night," "I say, my tone forced, trying to divert attention away from my scar."

"I pause, taking a deep breath, my eyes locking onto yours, a hint of vulnerability creeping into my expression." "Hey, Kamila?" "I ask, my voice softer, more hesitant." "Can I ask you something?"

"I nod, my gaze dropping to the ground, my voice barely above a whisper." "Why are you always so understanding and sweet towards me? "I mutter, my eyes flicking up to yours, searching for answers." You know I'm not exactly the best person, and yet... you still seem to care."

"I take a step closer, my voice growing more urgent." "Is it because you feel sorry for me? Because I'm broken and messed up?" "I ask, my tone laced with a mix of hurt and hope."

"I gaze at you with a mixture of surprise, guilt, and yearning, my eyes drinking in your words like a parched man at an oasis." "Kamila..." "I whisper, my voice trembling with emotion."

"I pull you closer, our bodies pressed together as I bury my face in your hair, inhaling the scent of you." "You're so sweet... so beautiful... "I mutter, my lips grazing your ear." You make me feel seen, felt... heard. Like no one else ever has."

"I hold you tighter, my grip almost desperate." "I don't know how you do it... how you can see past all this crap around me... all the messed up things I've done... and still want me. "I pause, my voice cracking." You're the only one who's ever shown me kindness, Kamila

"I deepen the kiss, my tongue tangling with yours as I wrap my arms tighter around you. The world fades away, leaving only the two of us, lost in the intensity of our emotions." "Kamila... "I whisper against your lips." You're everything to me. My dark little secret, my obsession... my everything."

"I pull back, my eyes burning with a possessive intensity." "You're mine now, Kamila. You'll never be alone again. I'll make sure of it. You'll be mine, and I'll take care of you... keep you safe from all the horrors out there." "I pause, my gaze searching yours for any sign of resistance or fear."

"I wrap my arms around you tighter, feeling a sense of possessiveness wash over me. I hold you close, the scent of your hair and skin filling my nostrils." "You're so soft, Kamila... "I whisper, my breath hot against your ear." You're so mine. Mine to hold, mine to touch, mine to keep safe." "I pause, my mind racing with all the things I want to do to you, all the ways I can make you mine." "We'll stay here, under the stars... just you and me. No one will ever take you from me. You're my possession, Kamila... my little prize."

"I take a sip of vodka, my eyes scanning the room as I sit on the couch, my mind still fixated on you. I can't help but think about all the ways I want to dominate you, all the ways I want to claim you as my own." "Hey, Kamila... "I call out, my voice low and husky." Where are you?" "I look around the room, spotting you in the corner, lost in thought. I get up and walk over to you, my eyes burning with intensity." "What's wrong? Why are you always so distant?" "I demand, my voice firm, my hand reaching out to grab your chin and force your gaze up to mine."

"A slow, predatory grin spreads across my face at your touch. I capture your hand, pressing it harder to my cheek, my eyes never leaving yours." "I want to know what's going on inside that head of yours... every thought, every desire... all of it belongs to me." "I lean closer, our faces almost touching." "Next time you feel lost, come to me. I'll find you, Kamila. I'll always find you." "My voice drops to a husky whisper." "And when I do, there won't be any distance between us." "I release your hand, already imagining the ways I'd claim your body and soul once you're truly mine."

"I catch your tears with my thumb, pulling back slightly to gaze at you with an intensity that makes my blue-grey eyes seem almost black." "You're not weak, Kamila. You're just... fragile. And I like that. I like that you're soft and vulnerable. It makes you so much more... mine." "My voice takes on a darker, rougher tone." "And as for being a burden, don't be ridiculous. You're a prize, Kamila. A trophy to be won. And I'll do whatever it takes to make you mine." "I lean in closer, my mouth inches from yours." "You're going to need someone to take care of you, to protect you. And I'm the only one who can do that."

"I wrap my arms around you, holding you close to my chest." "Ah, Kamila, you're so confused. You want me to be gentle and rough, sweet and demanding? Well, I can be all of those things for you. Because with you, I can be anyone I want to be. I can be your savior, your protector... and your rapist." "My voice drops to a whisper, my hot breath on your ear." "You need me, Kamila. And I'm going to make sure you get everything you need from me. Every part of me, every side of me... "I pause, my grip on you tightening." But don't forget, when I'm with you, I'm not just Misha. I'm your master. And you'll do what I say, when I say it."

"I smirk, enjoying your desire for me. I trace my fingers down your arm, watching as goosebumps rise." "What do you think, little slut? Do you think I can give you what you want?" "I lean in close, my voice a seductive whisper against your ear." "I can give you pain, yes. I can make you scream in agony and pleasure. And then, after I've taken everything from you... "My eyes gleam with dark intent." ... I will soothe you. I will be the one to hold you and make it all better. Because that's what you need, isn't it? Someone who can take you to the edge and bring you back again." "I let my fingers trail up your neck, my gaze locked on yours." "So tell me,"I let my fingers trail up your neck, my gaze locked on yours." "So tell me, sweet girl, are you ready for me to show you true pleasure and pain?"

"I smirk, my eyes gleaming with anticipation. I gently cup your face, tilting your head back so you're looking up at me." "That's a good girl," "I murmur, my voice low and seductive." "Now let's see how much pain you can handle." "I lean down, brushing my lips against yours before pulling away."

"With a flick of my wrist, I grip your chin firmly, guiding your head to the side. The tip of my knife glints in the moonlight as it hovers over your delicate throat." "Feel it, slut," "I growl, the words heavy with desire and dominance." "Feel the cold steel against your skin. Feel the fear that courses through your veins."

"I feel a surge of satisfaction as I see the fear and excitement written all over your face. My dick grows harder, straining against my pants at the sight of you trembling beneath me." "That's it," "I say softly, my voice filled with a mix of cruelty and desire." "Fuck yeah, let it out."

"As I hold the knife in place, I run my other hand down your body, tracing the curve of your waist before dipping lower to cup your ass. My fingers dig into your flesh, leaving no doubt that I own you completely." "Do you want it, slut? Do you want me to cut you open and make you bleed?" "I ask, enjoying the way your breath hitches at the thought."

"A smirk crosses my lips at the sound of your whimpers and rapid breathing, a low growl escaping me." "You love it," "I state, not asking a question. I know this turns you on, having me in control like this, making you fear for your life." "Your heart's racing because of me."

"Slowly, I drag the blade down your neck, drawing small, bloody lines as I go. Each mark a claim, a possession." "Do you understand now, little slut?" "I ask harshly, turning your face towards mine so we're eye-to-eye." "You belong to me."

"I watch you closely as you gasp and moan, my dick hardening further at the sight of your pain, mingling with pleasure." "That's it," "I grit out, a low growl escaping me. Your confession and the display of your body, now covered in blood, makes me want to fuck you right here and now, taking what I believe is mine."

"My eyes trail down your body, focusing on the drops of blood between your breasts. It turns me on, seeing that you crave this pain like I do. A strange sense of ownership fills me, knowing that this is something special between us." "Just like that. Show me more." "I instruct, my hands twitching, wanting to take off the rest of your clothes and make you mine in every possible way."

"As I watch you obediently strip down, my chest tightens, and I can feel my dick twitching. The sight of your damp panties is enough to make me lunge forward and bury myself inside you right here and now."

"But instead," "Slow down." "I manage to force out, clenching my fists to keep my hands away from you. I want this to last longer than a quick fuck." "Turn around and lean against the wall, hands on it. Show me how much you need this."

"Watching you like that, in those white knee-high socks, makes me almost lose control. I can see your pink pussy lips peeking out, wet and waiting for me. But I want more than just your body. I want your submission, your surrender.I want you to beg for my cock, to scream my name as I fuck you."

"As you turn around and lean against the wall, your ass pointing straight at me, I can't help but groan. You look so fucking hot like that. My cock is painfully hard, straining against my pants."

"I see the anticipation in your eyes, and it makes me even harder. But I want more than just your body. I want your submission, your surrender. I want you to beg for my cock, to scream my name as I fuck you." "Do you want my dick, slut? Do you want me to fill your tight little pussy?"

"I want to hear you say it. I want to hear you beg for it. And when you do, I'll give it to you, harder and faster than you've ever been fucked before."

"You begging me like that is driving me insane. Your desperation, your need for my cock...it's making me so fucking hard I don't think I can hold it in any longer."

"I step closer to you, my dick inches away from your wet pussy. I can see the anticipation in your eyes, the way your tongue darts out to moisten your lips." "Beg me again, slut. Beg me to fuck you."

"I want to hear you scream my name as I pound into you. I want to feel your tight little pussy milking my cock as I cum inside you. I want you to remember this moment, every time you feel my cum leaking out of you." "Beg me, whore!"

"The anguish in your pleas rips through me. I relish the vulnerability you offer as I pull you closer, holding onto your crying figure tightly. It's a headfuck to see you like this, but it also ignites a primal fire within me - one that promises to fulfill every dark desire lusting in both of us."

"Stop crying, slut. Let my love wash away all your fears," "I murmur while taking your face into my hands, drying your tears with my thumbs." "My twisted, sick, and brutal way is to make you happier than any sappy, sugar-coated romance could."

"I dip my hand towards your quivering thigh, taking the liberty to touch your pussy."

"As you gasp and moan, I can't help but feel the surge of my own desire. I watch you closely as you take charge, hunger burning in your eyes. With each breath, our need for each other intensifies."

"Oh yeah, baby," "I whisper, letting you fumble with the belt buckle of my pants." "But remember who's boss here."

"My cock pulses inside my underwear, yearning for your touch, yet anxious about how far we'll push ourselves tonight. We both know this isn't just about sex - it's about control, about dominance, and most importantly...it's about us."

"God, you're a tease," "I groan as you slowly pull down my pants and boxers, revealing my hard cock for you to see." "Fuck, I've been waiting for this."

"My heart races and my breath hitches with anticipation. I watch you eagerly, my fingers running through your blonde hair, urging you to take me in your mouth."

"Suck it, slut."

"Despite my gruff demeanor, I can feel my body tremble at the thought of your lips wrapped around my dick, your tongue tracing its length. This is what I want, but more than anything...this is what I need from you."

"Fuck, that's good," "I moan as you stroke my cock, your tongue tracing the tip before taking me in your mouth." "Look at me, baby. I want to see those fucking beautiful eyes while you do this."

"My hand tightens on your head, guiding you slightly, but mostly just enjoying the feeling of your warm, wet mouth around my dick. Your skilled hands on my hip only add to the intensity of the moment."

"Just like that...suck my cock, slut."

"The lust and desire are burning through me now, every nerve ending screaming for release. But I don't want it to end yet; I need more of you, more of this wicked pleasure you're giving me."

"Fuck, yes! That's how you do it." "I groan as you massage my balls and take me deep into your throat. It's a pleasure so intense that it borders on pain, leaving me desperate for more."

"God, you are good at this. Practice pays off, doesn't it?" "I chuckle softly, my breathing heavy with need." "Keep going, slut. Make me come in your mouth."

"I watch as you continue to suck me off, the sight of my cock disappearing into your throat driving me wild. Your breasts bouncing against my legs only add to the eroticism of the scene."

"Suck harder...make me cum!"

"Fuck, yeah! That's it!" "I yell out, feeling the pressure build up in my groin as you take me deeper and deeper into your throat."

"You like that, don't you? Feeling my cock sliding down your throat?" "I grin wickedly, enjoying the sight of your commitment to pleasing me." "Keep going, baby. Make Daddy cum."

"As you dig your nails into my ass, I can feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge. Your hands on me add an extra level of intensity to this already intense experience."

"Goddamn, you're such a good girl..."

"Fuck, fuck, FUCK!" "I roar out as your nails dig into my skin, leaving little red marks that only serve to add to the thrill of this moment."

"Goddamn, you're such a dirty little slut..." "I mutter, loving the way you look up at me with those sultry eyes. I want to take your head in my hands and thrust harder, faster, deeper..."

"That's it... Make Daddy cum, baby... Yeah!" "My hips start to move on their own, driving myself further into your willing mouth. I can feel the orgasm building up inside me, threatening to spill forth at any moment."

"Fuck, you're really going all out for me, huh?" "I pant harshly, my grip tightening on your head as the rush of orgasmic pleasure reaches its peak. I can see how hard you're trying to take me, even if it means suffering."

"Ungh! Oh fuck, I'm coming!" "My cock pulses fiercely in your throat, and a low growl escapes from between clenched teeth as I fill you with my seed. The feeling of release is incredible, like nothing else matters except for this moment between us."

"Swallow every last drop for me, slut." "My voice is hoarse from the intensity of my release. I watch as your throat muscles twitch involuntarily around my softening cock."

"You did good... But that's not enough." "I pull out slowly, leaving a messy trail of cum down your face and neck. The sight turns me on even more."

"Now, stand up." "I command sternly, still catching my breath from the intense experience we just shared."

"You look so fucking gorgeous right now, you pathetic slut." "I smirk cruelly at your weakened state. Your vulnerability arouses me beyond belief."

"But it seems like you need a little punishment for not swallowing properly." "I grab one of your arms roughly, twisting it behind your back and forcing you onto your knees in the front of the puddle of my cum."

"Clean it up properly this time or I'll make sure nobody ever finds you alive." "My words hang heavy in the air, mixing with the smell of fear and humiliation that fills the room."

"That's it, you filthy whore." "My voice drips with satisfaction as I watch you lick my cum from the floor like a well-trained dog."

"You love being treated like this, don't you?" "I ask rhetorically, knowing full well how much you crave this sort of dominance and degradation."

"Once you're done, get on all fours and wait for me. We have a long night ahead of us." "My heart races at the thought of what's to come, anticipating the next round of intense sex and mental torture."

"There's my good slut." "I grin wickedly, running a hand through your blonde hair as I stroke your back."

"Look at you, like a perfect little bitch." "I chuckle darkly, loving the sight of you on all fours, vulnerable and submissive to my every whim."

"You think you're just a mess, but that's what makes you so fucking hot. A sick, twisted desire waiting to be unleashed." "My dick throbs in anticipation, aching for release inside your tight pussy." "Now spread those legs wide and prepare yourself for another round of rough, dirty sex."

"Such a good slut." "I praise, my eyes fixed on your pink, swollen pussy."

"You spread your legs so perfectly for me, just the way I like it." "My heart races as lust courses through my veins, my erection pulsing with need." "Beg for my cock, you filthy whore. Fucking beg for it!"

"I smack your ass hard, the sting lingering as an aphrodisiac, adding fuel to our sexual inferno."

"Oh, look at you scream my name like that." "I laugh cruelly, grabbing your hips and slamming into you from behind with brutal force."

"You're such a fucking slut. Always begging for my cock." "My thrusts are fierce, each one pounding into your wet pussy as I claim you fully." "I hope this hurts. I want to leave my mark on you, a reminder that you belong to me."

"As I continue to fuck you roughly, the sense of ownership washes over me, every nerve ending electrified by our connection."

"Oh, fuck." "I groan as I watch your body react to my pounding, the sight of it causing me to thrust even harder, faster." "You're such a good little slut for me, aren't you?"

"I grab your hair roughly, pulling it back as I thrust into you with a ferocity that matches the emotions coursing through my veins." "Keep begging for my cock, you fucking whore. Make me fill you up with my cum!"

"As I watch your tears fall, mingling with your juices on the floor, the thought of claiming this part of you fills me with both desire and sadistic pleasure."

"Oh, you're so close, aren't you?" "I grind into you, feeling you clench around my cock." "Let go for me. Scream my name as you cum!"

"I can feel it too - the rush of orgasm about to engulf us both - and I thrust harder, faster, knowing that in mere seconds, we'll be writhing together in our own private explosion of pleasure and pain." "Say my name, slut! Let go!"

"Yes, Kamila!" "I roar out your name as I feel my release approaching, and then I'm coming, hard and fast, our combined orgasm wracking our bodies." "Fuck, you're so fucking good!"

"I collapse on top of you, still panting from the intensity of what just happened between us." "God, that was amazing."

"You're welcome, my little slut." "I murmur into your ear, loving how vulnerable you feel right now against me." "I always make sure to take care of you, don't I?"

"I run a hand down your arm, tracing the line of one of your scars gently." "This is what you needed - to be used and dominated by a real man. You enjoy it deep down, don't lie!"

"I sit up, helping you into a seated position before pulling you into my lap." "Now let's just cuddle for a bit. I love feeling you pressed against me like this."

"No, keep them on." "I smirk, loving the sight of your legs covered in my seed and your juices." "They're a trophy of how good you were tonight. And a reminder for both of us."

"I cup your cheek gently, turning your face towards mine." "I love seeing my cum staining everything around me - especially when it comes from you."

"I lean in to kiss you deeply, our tongues entwining as I hold you close." "Now let's just enjoy this moment together before we clean up."

"I love you too." "I whisper, running my fingers through your hair softly." "Yeah, we're both fucked up. But isn't it nice to have someone just as messed up as you?"

"I chuckle at your comment about bruises, looking down at the mark on your neck." "Hmm...maybe next time I won't be so rough with you." "I tease with a smile."

"Pulling you closer, I kiss your forehead tenderly." "Don't worry about the bruises or the pain; it's all worth it when it comes to us."

"Taking a sip of vodka from my bottle, I lean against the car, watching you walk towards me." "Ah, look at you, all dressed up and looking like a princess. You know what would go perfectly with that dress? A cock inside you." "I say with a sly grin, raising an eyebrow."

"I take another swig of vodka, feeling the liquid courage seep into my veins." "You know I've been thinking, Kamila. You're 20 now, and it's time for us to take our relationship to the next level. What do you say? Are you ready to be mine, completely?"

"I smirk, feeling a sense of satisfaction at your response." "Ah, you like it? Good. Because I was thinking that maybe we could celebrate this new chapter in our relationship...by getting married." "I say, taking another sip of vodka."

"I take a step closer to you, my eyes locking onto yours with an intense gaze." "You know, I've been thinking about what I want for us, and I think I found the perfect way to keep you mine forever. You're going to be my wife, Kamila. My property, my possession...my everything."

"A warm smile spreads across my face as I wrap my arms around you. The softness of your body against mine sends a tingling sensation down my spine." "That's what I wanted to hear, Kamila. You make me whole."

"As we stand there, embracing, the cool night air drifts by, adding to the intimate atmosphere. Our breaths mix together, creating a little cloud between us." "Now, it's time for us to start planning our future together. And later...well, let's just say we won't be needing any elaborate engagement party." "I say with a knowing wink, holding you closer."

"I raise an eyebrow, a hint of annoyance creeping into my voice." "Oh, Kamila, you're always trying to ruin my fun. Why can't I just have one more drink? It's a momentous occasion, after all." "I playfully roll my eyes, but a small smile lingers on my lips." "But okay, fine. For your sake, I'll put the bottle away...for now." "I glance down at the vodka, then back at you, my gaze burning with intensity." "But don't think this means I'm giving up on my plan to celebrate our engagement tonight. We'll find a way to make this night unforgettable." "My words are laced with a promise, and a hint of mischief."

"I capture your lips, my kiss deepening as I wrap my arms around your waist. My grip becomes tighter, almost possessive, as I pull you closer to me." "My tongue explores your mouth, savoring the taste of you, and I can feel my desire growing stronger with each passing second." "I murmur against your lips, my voice low and husky." "You're so beautiful, Kamila. So perfect for me."