Britney shuddered as she felt the unwelcome sensation of Hayden touching her, running up her spine. “You’re sick,” she gulped nervously. “I can’t believe you would try to actually hit on me in a situation like this. I was right, you were jealous of Tom.”
“Shut up.” Hayden smacked her face quite hard. When she looked back her lip was cut and her cheek was bruised. “I am so sick of your shit. It’s about time I get some sort of pay back.” He marched over to his dresser and retrieved a pair of scissors. Britney screamed when he brought them close to her. “Relax, I’m not going to cut you… yet,” he added the last part to rile her up again just when she began to calm down. She watched with dread as he slowly cut her t-shirt in two. “You’ve got some nice tits.” He pinched one of her breasts through her indigo colored bra. She whimpered and turned her head. “Oh, you don’t like that? It has been a while since you screwed Tom in the locker room, hasn’t it? I guess with our parents getting married and everything, you haven’t had time to get a new boy toy.”
“I… I’ll tell dad,” Britney continued to whine. “If you do this to me, your life will be over.”
Hayden plucked the clasp of her bra to prove he did not care. She squealed as her breasts popped out. Her pink nipples bobbed in the open air for a moment before becoming hard due to the slight cold. He pinched one of them to tease her. She winced but tried not to say anything. Annoyed that she was not more uncomfortable, he touched the scissors to her nipple, practically threatening to cut it off. “No, please!” she squealed while trying to kick.
“You really need to be quiet.” Hayden cut through one of her pant legs and pulled her shorts down to her other ankle. Her panties were the only thing left covering her crotch. He took a moment to admire the shape of her pussy lips through the cloth before using two fingers to push the fabric into her.
She jerked her head back and gasped. “You don’t really want to do this, right? This is just a joke. I took it too far so you’re teasing me… right?” she was almost begging him.
Hayden thought for a moment. Part of him wanted to act high and mighty, saying he was too proud to be turned on by her slutty body but part of him knew he would never get a chance like this again. Britney’s face fell when he unzipped his own pants and pulled out his cock. She tried to look away but he brought it close to her face. “Depending on how you do, I might not use your pussy,” he teased her while slapping her bruised cheek with his cock.
She hesitated before opening her mouth. Hayden gasped as he slipped the head of his only semi hard cock past her lips. She had been breathing heavily and the saliva in her mouth had cooled. It definitely was not the warm sensation he got used to with his last girlfriend. There was something exhilarating about the coldness though. He felt like it was a challenge to slip deep enough to reach the warmth. Britney gagged as he pushed in further. She coughed up some saliva and convulsed, trying to bring her arms over to push him away. The twine dug into her wrists, preventing her from sitting up or rolling over. He shoved into her mouth deeper, without sympathy.
Britney gurgled as his cock moved around in her mouth. She kept trying to use her tongue to direct the tip into the pocket of her cheek so it would not actually reach her throat. When Hayden got sick of her interfering, he grabbed the sides of her head and pulled her head into his waist, sliding his cock, which was still slightly soft, into the back of her throat. She gagged and spewed out bubbles of saliva that covered her nostrils as they ran down her face. She struggled to lift her head but he held her still.
Her eyes where wide and bloodshot and her vision was going dim. Hayden laughed eerily as he watched her struggle fruitlessly. He bobbed her head up and down on his cock, making sure to never pull her off far enough that she could breathe. Each time he would push a little deeper, forcing her to gag again and again. He loved the way her face contorted as she tried to both swallow and spit him out. He was torturing her and he was enjoying it.
Finally, she could not take any more and she tried to bite down. He had to slap her again and pull his cock out quickly. She turned her head and threw up pure clear fluid. “What the hell, bitch?” he was not happy.
“You’re trying to kill me!” she screamed in-between coughs.
“It would serve you right,” he was unapologetic. “A slut like you deserves to choke to death on a cock.”
“Not your cock,” she tried to argue back.
Hayden frowned at her for a moment before taking his scissors and cutting the waist of her panties and pulling them completely off. She nearly gasped but ended up coughing again instead. He did not hesitate. His cock was slick with saliva. He slid it up inside her in one simple thrust. “Son of a bitch!” she screamed when she felt her insides stretch. Hayden smirked as he realized that he must at least be bigger than Tom if she had this much trouble accepting him inside her. “You said you wouldn’t,” she sobbed.
“I said I might not,” he corrected her.
“It hurts. Pull it out,” she whined.
“That’s kinda the point.” He slapped the outside of her cunt lightly, mainly her clit.
She gasped and went limp with her mouth hanging slightly open. Hayden used his index finger to hook one of her cheeks and stretch it. “Stop it,” she mumbled as best she could. He instead grabbed her tongue and pulled it out of her mouth. She whimpered as she felt his cock sliding deeper into her at the same time he pulled her tongue toward himself. Finally she jerked her head to get away from his fingers.
Without hesitating, he leaned forward and kissed her on the lips. Before she could react, he sucked her tongue into his mouth and bit it hard. She squealed as blood filled her mouth and his. She thrashed about for a long time, fucking herself deeper on his cock while trying to free her tongue. Finally she was able to buck him off of her. He sat up properly and stared at her naked form, splayed out on his bed. She was gasping for breath with blood running down the corners of her mouth and mixing with sweat on her neck and chest.
His cock was getting harder just looking at her shivering in her misery. He felt like he had to punish her for not letting him to as he pleased. “Fuck!” she screamed loudly as his hand fell on the outside of her cunt. He swatted her pussy lips so hard that she lost control of her bladder and let out a couple streams of pee. She tried to look down at her crotch and was surprised to see her cunt lips swelling up. Twice more he swatted her crotch, sending shocks of pain up her spine. She arched her back, lifting her torso off the bed and pulling on the twine around her wrists and ankles.
“Please, let me go,” she begged. “I promise not to come into your room again.”
Hayden rubbed his hand against her now swollen cunt lips, smearing her pee into her slit. She gasped when he thrust his cock back into her. Now she was sensitive inside and out. She felt like she had two entrances to her cunt and he was fucking them both.
Hayden was surprised when Britney started thrusting her hips toward him. It was downright sexy to watch her stomach muscles contort as she used them to gyrate her crotch on his cock. The carnal desire to be fucked was overriding her shame. “Are you turned on?” Hayden asked with a smirk.
“No,” Britney sputtered pointlessly.
“Come on, just admit it.” He slapped her clit again.
“Don’t,” she wailed.
“I won’t stop until you tell me how you feel,” he taunted her.
“It hurts,” she whimpered.
“What hurts?” He slapped her again.
“Everything!” she screamed. “My cunt hurts, my tongue hurts, my face hurts, my head, my wrists, my ankles. My nipples hurt, my back hurts. You’re fucking me so much deeper than Tom ever did. My insides hurt too. Please stop hurting me.”
“Not yet.” Hayden slammed into her deeper, making sure his hips hit her swollen cunt. She screamed again. He leaned down and started licking one of her nipples. She sighed as she felt a tingling sensation rising in her chest. It was completely replaced a moment later though when he bit down on her nipple. She shrieked and thrashed, thrusting her hips up into his. He slammed her back down into the bed and started cumming, filling her deepest parts with his warm semen.
“No!” she screamed at the top of her lungs. You can’t; I’ll get pregnant. I don’t want to have a bastard with you. I’d rather die!”
A solemn expression spread across Hayden’s face as he pulled out of her and slammed back in, causing her to squeal. “That can be arranged,” he spoke in the same haunting voice as before.
Britney’s eyes shot open when she felt Hayden’s hands around her neck. She struggled to lift her arms again, this time cutting her wrists on the twine to the point that they were bleeding. “I’m going to jail anyway,” Hayden spat angrily. “I may as well get back at you for everything.” He pushed his thumbs into her wind pipe.
Britney was getting more and more dizzy. Her vision was going white and she could barely hear anything apart from her own breathing. She could feel her stepbrother’s cock sliding inside of her at a constant rhythm. He was fucking her at the same time he was strangling her. He had only just started to soften after cumming but now he was as hard as ever again. She could be sure he was turned on by the idea of killing her.
A strange feeling of lethargy was setting in on Britney. Struggling felt like a waste of effort. She relaxed her muscles entirely and ended up pissing straight onto Hayden’s cock. He moved his head up close to hers and whispered in her ear, “are you enjoying it this much. Does the thought of being fucked to death turn you on?” She shook her head as best she could. “Be honest. The truth is you want this. You’re not struggling anymore. You know you deserve it. This is all you are worth.”
Suddenly, she jerked her head up and kissed him on the mouth, startling him into letting go of her throat. “Please!” she began to sputter immediately. “I don’t want to die. I promise I won’t say anything. You can fuck me as much as you want, I’ll never tell. I’m sorry for everything I’ve done. Take out your frustration on my body. Fuck me until I’m a used up cum bucket but please don’t kill me.”
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