With the anger brewing up in him, Xavier shifted her panties and plunged into her core mercilessly, pounding her like a beast. It aroused him even more as her wetness rubbed his member.
Berverly's cries could be heard from afar as she dug her nails into the wooden table. "Ah.. Xavier!" She cried out his name in pleasure. No one has ever done this to her, this is why most times she feels some certain way towards the man and just wave it off.
Xavier increased his pace which elicited more cries from the woman beneath him. "Please.... Ple...... Ah my God!" She was drowning in pleasure. The feeling was mixed with both pain due to his force and complete pleasure. She felt a heat forming under her tommy.
Xavier twisted her hair even more and spanked her butt one last time, before he continued his grinding. He groaned in his throat as her moans got louder and she reached her peak. He pulled out with his liquid on the floor and some on her thighs.
"Go get yourself cleaned!" "When are you taking her out?" Berverly asked ignoring his words as she cleaned the little tears from the corners of her eyes. Just one look at her, he could tell she had a good time with him.
"By tomorrow that should not be a problem, the girl is naive. Focus on killing that man this time or else you'd be the dead one!" He fixed his trouser and left the office.
It was no news to his employees that their boss's office was a mini brothel for ladies. Berverly's moans could be heard clearly by everyone but they have learnt to mind their businesses.
She stepped out of the office and headed home to her mother.
PRESENTLY,
The car got to a more deserted place, at this point I couldn't feel my cheeks cause of the countless slaps I received from this monster sitted beside me. The metallic taste in my mouth was not yet gone as my mouth was still bleeding and my lips swollen.
"Where are you taking me to, let me go!" I cried as dad held my hands tightly dragging out of the car. Why am I going through all this? This pain is becoming unbearable for me. I'm tired of staying strong, sometimes I want to be loved too by others.
I tried pushing dad's hands from me but I couldn't, his grip on me was strong. Stronger than anything and the place he was taking me to was not a familiar place.
It was not his beautiful mansion, it was a rathrr deserted mansion. "Take her in and lock her up!" He commanded the two men gaurding the mansion. "No no no, don't do this please don't do this!" I tried pleading.
"Don't worry, I'll call Alex later, I'm sure he'd be willing to talk to you too!" He smiled broadly at me. "Take her away now!" At his words one of the men lifted me on his shoulders and took me into the mansion. I tried struggling even if knew our strength could never be measured up.
I tried having hope that I could get of him if I struggled harder. I used my legs to kick him from the front as my hands did their works from behind. The man didn't even flinch, it was like I was hitting a rock cause my hands turned red from the force I used on him.
We arrived before a door and they took me in placing me on the bed, they hurriedly got out before I could regain my balance to chase after them. I heard the door lock and I fell on my knees. What was dad planning and why was I here?
I sat on the floor crying again for the one thousandth times in one day. Should I just kill myself and end this misery?
I darted my gaze around the room to study my environment before deciding my faith this time.