Soft Silent Night

"Now when I give instructions, you follow, do I make myself clear?" Jamal's breath teased Sabrina's ear as he whispered into her ear, his voice completely devoid of emotion.

Already covered with a haze of pain, Sabrina nodded her head in agreement, but Jamal only twisted her nipple harder.

"Yes, yes master," Sabrina whispered with pain, disgusted with herself for her weakness.

She would have loved to deny him of the satisfaction of seeing her weaken but she has an aversion to pain.

"Good, now get on the bed," Another chilling command from him as he let go of her and stepped back.

Sabrina glared at him, her eyes completely blank, while looking at him defiantly.

The quick flash of temper in his eyes warned her that if she didn't obey him now, she would regret it.

So she got into the bed and covered herself up with the duvet, hoping to God that he would be turned off by her attitude.

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Jamal watched as she reluctantly got into the bed, and he'd have to applaud her, her courage outruns her senses.

Despite knowing she can't defy him, she still tried to do that.

And to his amusement, his new pet pulled the bedcover up to her chin while she glared at him daring him to do anything.

So Jamal got up from the bed and walked up to her, pulled the duvet from under her chin, only to see her tiny hands holding onto it tightly.

Jamal couldn't stop the dry chuckle that escaped his throat as he snatched it from her hand and discarded it on the floor.

Then he stood before her and admired her body; she was like a meal served on a pallet before him, and he was more than ready to devour her.

It seems his fiery little kitten has changed tactics because he had expected her to cover her body up with her hand, but instead, she just slept there, her thighs closed up, her hand by her sides, while she stared straight ahead.

Since resisting doesn't work for him, she has switched to appearing unaffected, which is very good; Jamal wants to see how long she will remain unaffected.

So he sat on the bed beside her and fanned her red hair across the pillow, and even though it should be impossible, Jamal could swear she became even more beautiful at that moment.

With teasing hands, his hand rested on her knee and traveled up her thigh, while he watched her expression.

Her eyes widened as he traced circled up her thigh, and when he reached the triangle of curls between her thighs, she clamped her thighs together and stared at him with eyes widened with panic.

Fear, there's fear in her eyes; now that is what he wanted to see, so with a little force, he pushed Sabrina's thigh apart, and when she tried to close it, he flashed her a warning look.

She glared at him, but her thigh remained open, so he traced his hand up, stopping just at the triangle between her thighs.

He continued teasing her, and then he started stroking her woman's mound with feather-light touches, and then he'd retreat to her thigh.

Jamal watched the array of emotions flitting across her face; from shock to elation, she looked like a completely open book.

So Jamal shocked her as he finally slipped one finger into her curls, and traced her pussy lips with a long finger.

Sabrina's body went rigid with shock, and she tried to move away from him, but he only added one more finger, the thumb of his thumb teasing her clit.

Her eyes fluttered close as he played with her nub and teased her pussy lips; he could already feel her juices dripping out of her.

Without warning, he slipped one finger inside her, and he stopped at the resistance he met and saw her eyes fly open with shock while she tried to move away from him.

Jamal can feel how tight she is and how uncomfortable she seems; there's no doubt about it: she is a virgin.

Like a parched man who had just been offered a river of milk, Jamal almost went crazy; no one had owned her before; he would be her first, and he would make sure no one else would have her after him.

So, despite her resistance, he moved closer to her, slipped his long finger further into her, and started moving it inside her.

"You want me, don't you, little girl," Jamal whispered in a voice that made her feel especially naughty, and he felt her cheeks grow hot.

"I...I don't want you, I want you to stop," Sabrina stammered, ashamed at her reaction to him.

When she uttered those words, she felt his fingers slip out of her, and her eyes flew open; Sabrina was devastated at how empty she felt and how much she wanted to beg him to continue.

"Your body is saying otherwise, naughty little girl," Jamal whispered, his low tone heavily accented as he raised two glistening fingers in front of her face and watched as her blush deepened.

"Fuck you," Sabrina said, not realizing what she had said until Jamal let out a deep chuckle, and then he inserted the two digits into his mouth and sucked her juices off them.

"Only one person is getting fucked tonight, and that's you, little pet," Jamal said as he scooped down, opened her legs wide, and stared at her honeypot before inserting the two digits back into her.

"Arggh," Sabrina lets out a mewling sound. Jamal had thought he couldn't get any harder than he already was, but that moment proved him wrong.

His dick becomes painfully rigid, and the mad scent of her arousal makes him want to dive in and lap up her juices.

But tonight is for proving to himself that he can still let go, and there's nothing special about her; he will use her the way he wants, and when he's done, he will discard her.

So he finger fucked her, the wet sound of her juices music to his ears, and he watched her every expression, he could tell that she was close to completion with the way she was clutching the bedclothes, and then she arched her back, her release imminent.

But Jamal withdrew his finger and inhaled her musky scent while he watched her eyes, still closed, and her body begging for release.

He blew her soft breath on her honeypot before he stood up and slithered out of the room.

Everything suddenly becomes quiet to Sabrina, too quiet. Her body is aching, for what exactly she doesn't know, but she knows she needs Jamal for this needs to go away.

But he had stopped doing anything at all to her, and when she opened her eyes to check what he was doing.

She stared around dumbfounded; the room was empty; she was alone in the room, with her legs spread wide and waiting for someone who was just messing with her.

Sabrina curled up the bed in embarrassment while biting her cheeks to prevent the flow of tears that threatened to flow down her eyes.