iv. Complications

"Fucking slut," Dominus's hand was squeezing around her neck as his massive shaft pounded on her. 

She was lying on the floor, her cheeks pressed hard on the floor as he took her from behind. She teared up, this kind of taking hurts her physically and mentally. 

"Smiling at strangers when you think I wasn't looking? Is that why you wanted to get out of this house so fucking badly? So you can have several cocks pound into your hole?" his anger was too much, and his frustrations were t

oo.

So how could she say anything? He was her first. He was her only. He was greatly mistaken to have those thoughts, she wanted to point it out.

She had to smile at their guests, it was her birthday after all. And she thought she needed to at least greet the beta properly since he is second in rank. How badly mistaken she is, it seems.