Blood Lust

"Mmmm, f-f-fuck." She stammered. She grabbed one of her breast, squeezing them firmly. He made his way to the foot of the bed, crawling unto the bed slowly until his face met her pussy.

"Shit." She hissed, his hot breath tingling her throbbing clit. He stroked his long tongue on the pouty lips of her pussy. Tasting the sweetness of her juices. She gasped, both in shock and ecstasy. Lucas never, ever in all their years together ate her out. She thought about it, wanted it, even begged for it. But never got it. Camron then lick her fingers that motioned in and out of her pussy. Getting annoyed with her hand blocking the way, he slapped it away so he could finish the job his self.

"Ow." She whined. She started to take the blindfold off. With cat like reflexes both his hands snatched her wrist, holding them down on the bed steadily. She squirmed.

"Ow, Lucas, what the h-Heeellll. Oh god!" His tongue licked at her clit. That one lick nearly drove her off the edge. She lifted her hips off the bed. Rolling his thick tongue from the back to the front, then to the back again. He battered her clit with his tongue, faster, harder, until she barely could even speak proper English anymore.

"Fuuuck, omygod..shit....Ga- god!." She crammed every word together, barely making a sentence that made any sense. He nibbled on her sensitive clit, moaning into her pussy sending tantalizing vibrations through her. Her thighs shook violently along with her bucking hips. Beads of sweat covered her shivering body as she laid there wallowing in her bliss. He swallowed every drop of her, it had been a while since he ate a good pussy. He crawled off the bed.

"Enjoyed yourself?" he asked. Violet smiled, still breathing heavily, as she took the bandana off her eyes.

"Wow Lucas, you- Oh my God!" She scrambled off the bed onto her feet.

"You don't seem all that happy to see me." Camron joked. She glared at him horrified by his presence. She grabbed the comforter to her king sized bed to cover her exposed body.

"No need to do that baby, I already seen everything." He shrugged.

She backed away from him, stumbling on the bed sheets trying to get through the door.

"Lucas! Lucas!!!" She cried. She ran into the living room to find him sprawled out on the floor bleeding from the nose.

"Oh my God, Lucas." She knelt beside him and took him in her arms.

"Lucas, baby. Say something. Wake up!" She wailed, shaking him. It was no use, he was out like a light. She sprung from the floor, trying to get to the house phone on the coffee table. Camron grabbed her from behind clapping something over her mouth and nose. A sweet scent filled her nostrils and she fainted onto the floor next to her beloved.

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Violet slowly opened her eyes to blurred vision. She blinked repeatedly, trying to restore her sight. After blinking and shaking her head numerous times, her vision finally came to. Her eyes darted around her unfamiliar surroundings. The room was dark and damp. Cluttered with rusty chains, leather restraints, black candles and other things that petrified her. She grimaced at the throbbing ache in her arms that were chained to the ceiling above her head, her feet barely touching the ground. She grunted at the sharp pain coming from her nipples due to the tight rubber clamps clasped on them. She was stripped of the little bit of clothing she had on earlier. Hanging from the ceiling of this strange place that seemed to be a large basement. Her breaths were quick and hollow. Trembling from the artic draft that flowed through the room.

"Vy?! Violet, are you ok?" She lifted her hanging head to see Lucas bound to a chair in front of her. His face was bruised and painted with his own blood.

"Lucas...oh god, what happened to you? Where the fuck are we?" She cried hoarsely.

"Oh good, you two are both awake." Camron strolled down a series of steps, approaching the fear stricken couple. He was topless, exposing his mammoth like build. He grinned at Violet, enjoying the vulnerability of her current situation.

"Damn baby, I have to say. I love seeing you like this." He pressed his bare chest against her breast, painfully grazing her sore nipples. He stared into her wide teary eyes as she attempted to wiggle herself away from him. She swung back and forth gracefully.

"Please, let us go. Please. We won't tell the cops or anything, just let us go." She begged. His face remained immune to emotion. Running his hands down her curvaceous body, he groped her ass.

"Get your fucking hands off her! Don't touch her!" Lucas roared. Camron glared at him over is broad shoulder smiling. Letting those enormous hands violate his humiliated fiancé. He taunted him, squeezing her ass and giving it an occasional slap. Violet tightly clenched her jaw closed as the tears fell from her pleading brown eyes. He licked the tears from off the side of her face while exploring her body. She felt way better then he imagined. Soft brown skin, tender and firm. His dick hardened just from the feel of her. That was a first; usually it took the tortured screams and wails of a woman to get him hard. She jerked her face away from his licking tongue sobbing.

"Stop." She whimpered. But he didn't. Instead he whispered in her ear.

"You owe me, for earlier." He went to grab a near by chair.

"I'll kill you if you hurt her! I'll fucking kill you!" Lucas yelled. Camron stopped in his tracks to cut his gray eyes at Lucas. If looks could kill, Lucas would be a dead man. Abruptly, his heavy boot descended upon Lucas's already battered face, nearly breaking his jaw. Violet screamed as if she could feel her lover's pain. Camron lowered himself until he and Lucas were eye to eye.

"You're in no position to make threats." He said grimly. He sat the chair adjacent from the fading Lucas then gave his face a quick tap.

"Stay with me, now. Or you'll miss the show." He snickered.

"Stop! Don't hurt him please. Camron, please! What is it that you want!?" Violet cried. He stood before her again, bringing his hands up to the cuffs and chains that held her arms in their position.

"I want you little girl." He unlocked the chains, letting her fall to the floor. She tried to bring herself to her feet but Camron hands had already cuffed her hands behind her back. He held her against the floor for a moment then walked to the empty chair, dragging her with him. The cold harsh cement floor scrapped at her skin. She kicked and sprawled her legs in every direction. He sat in the chair with a sigh, yanking her over and over until she was kneeling before him. Her wild hair cascaded around her shoulders. She looked up at him fearfully.

"Now," He grabbed her hair on the back of her head and unzipped his pants. Pulling out his lengthy cock.

"As I said, you owe me." Violet looked at his hardened member as if it were a loaded gun aiming for her head.

"No, no! NO!" She protested shaking her head.

"You sick white mother fucker you!" Lucas hollered. Camron rolled his eyes and pulled out a 9mm that was tuck in the back of his pants.

"Listen faggot, one more word out of you and I'll blow your fucking head off." He threatened. Violet wept bitterly. Camron looked at her.

"How about it baby? Want to see your little boyfriend's head get blown the fuck off?" He chuckled.

"No! No don't, I'll do what ever you want." She pleaded. He smiled brightly, still holding her hair tenaciously. He nudged her face with the gun.

"Then put those pretty lips to work." He ordered. She swallowed hard as she stared at the monstrosity that was his manhood. With the tears stinging her eyes she reluctantly licked the shaft of his dick from the base to the tip of the head. He watched her give his dick small quick licks as if trying to avoid the act all together. Camron turned her hair loose to slap her across the face sharply.

"Stop fucking around, and do it right." He growled. She kept her eyes close, trying to banish her self somewhere more pleasant. Trying not to anger him any further she built the courage to bring half of his length into her mouth. Slowly bobbing her head she fought hard not to gag.

"Fuck." He muttered. Her tongue swiveled up and down the shaft. He gave her another slap to the face. Her body tensed.

"You look me in the eyes when you're sucking me off." He snarled. Painfully she opened her eyes locking them with his, still keeping her head in motion. He looked down at her, watching his throbbing white cock disappear into her pouty brown lips. He grabbed her hair again, guiding her head to move faster on his dick. He grunted through gritted teeth. Violet never felt so dirty in her life. The utter shame that over whelmed her fueled her tears. But the worst part of it all was the moistened heat radiating from her pussy. She wanted to deny that she was enjoying this. But her body said otherwise. Her fiancé turned away, his rage and helplessness eating away at him slowly. Camron let out a long groan, he grabbed her hair and pulled her mouth from his dick.

"That's good enough." He said breathlessly. He dragged her to the bed by the hair with her kicking and screaming from the pain. He picked her up and threw her on the bed. He tied her wrist and ankles to each bedpost, spreading her legs wide. He then went over to Lucas and grabbed the back of his seat, dragging the chair beside the bed. Violet looked at Lucas weakly.

"I'm sorry." She sobbed. Lucas stayed silent. He didn't want to, but he hated her for what she just did. It wasn't like she could help it, but he still felt it.

"Your girlfriend sure do know how to suck a dick." He grinned as he crawled between her spread legs. Taking in the sight of her exposed body squirming beneath him. He removed the nipple clamps from her tender nipples.

"Don't do this. Please, don't." She beseeched.

"Not so high and mighty now, huh?" He sneered. He groped her pussy and was a little shocked by how drenched she was. Dipping two long thick fingers in her pussy, he curled his fingers inside her. Her hips twisted and jerked.

"Sstop. I don't want it!" She groaned still rocking her hips to correspond to the motion of his fingers.

"You don't want it." He mimicked evilly. He pulled his fingers out of her and crammed them in her mouth.

"Taste that?" He growled. She jerked her head from side to side, feeling the taste of her own juices seeping down her throat.

"Lying slut." He slurred while undoing his pants and kicking them off.

"Watch and learn boy." He said to Lucas. He rubbed the shaft of his dick on her throbbing clit, motioning his hips up and down. Lucas felt the life with in him slowly writher away. He watched Violet's hips move against Camron's stiffened dick.

"How does that feel, little girl." He asked her huskily. She moaned in response, arching her back off the bed. Camron laughed.

"That's what I thought." He pushed the head of his dick against the entrance of her tight pussy. Her body jolted away from him in attempt to keep him from penetrating her. But her actions were done in vain. He thrust into her, filling her hot pussy. Violet gasped, her face twisted from the pain of his dick ripping her apart. He managed to get his entire length inside her. Clearly her boyfriend wasn't packing as much heat as he was. He thrust into harder, viciously pounding a tortured scream out of her. His heavy body kept its strong and sturdy rhythm as he continued to beat her swollen pussy. He quickened the pace, the banging of the headboard got louder as he fucked her with more vigor. She wanted to run, she didn't know how much more brutality her body could take. Shutting her eyes, she tried to fight the building urges. The pain laced with pleasure so intense that her morality gradually faded. Her screams grew louder. Panting, sobbing and groaning with every thrust that brought her to her orgasm. Lucas tortured his self by not taking his eyes off them. He watched the woman he loved cum for another man. It seemed so surreal. She was always faithful. She never looked at another man and now here she was accepting some serial rapist into her. Camron grabbed her chin, holding it steady so she looked him in the eyes.

"Who fucks you better?" He growled. She shook her head, ignoring his question with tears flowing from her eyes. He jerked her head forward by the jaw as a second warning.

"I said, who fucks you better?" He repeated wickedly. Violet sniffled.

"You do." She whispered. Lucas heart shattered into a thousand pieces.

"I'm sorry I didn't catch that." He pounded into her harder. She yelped in response.

"You do!" She sobbed.

"I what?" He hissed. She looked him directly in the eyes.

"You fuck me better! Youfuckmebetter!" she groaned. He grinned devilishly then turned her face in Lucas's direction. He lowered his lips to her ear while looking into Lucas's eyes as he ravaged his girl.

"Now tell him." He whispered. She closed her watery eyes and shook her head.

"No, I can't." She cried. He pumped his hips into hers harder.

"You look him in the eyes and tell him, slut. Who fucks you better." He demanded. She glared at Lucas with the look of lust, pain, guilt and shame plastered on her face.

"He fucks me better." She whimpered. It wouldn't have hurt as much if what she was saying weren't true. Camron smiled triumphantly as he made her face him once more. Still riding her roughly he watch her moan. He was owning her. Every bit of her was his. Fuck that whole fiancé title, she belonged to him now. And he wanted her to know it.

"And who do you belong to?" His gray eyes penetrating her soul. With out hesitation she groaned.

"You."

"Who?" He grunted, he fought hard not to let up. She was so tight and wet, he could barely push all of himself inside her.

"You! Fuck! I'm yours! I'm yours!" She screamed. Camron grinned at the disgraced Lucas as he licked her erect nipple. He watched her grit her teeth as her chest heaved. Her eyes rolled backwards as the muscles in her body began to spasm. She screamed until her throat went dry as her body shook violently beneath him.

"Oh god! OHGOD! Fuuuuuuck!" Her body gave in to its explosive orgasm, leaving her laying there in a daze. Her vision blurred. Camron still thrusting into her flaccid body came hard.

"Shit. Damn it." He growled. His hips tweaked as his thrusting slowed, riding the last few waves of his orgasm. He fell onto her sweat-covered body, feeling the heat from her body cover him. He gazed into those distant eyes.

"I hope you know, I'm no where near finished with you." He said menacingly. He lifted his self from her. Rolling his head in a circular motion, he massaged the back of his neck. He turned to Lucas with a playful grin.

"Damn, what a fuck." He laughed. Lucas just sat there gently rocking him self in the chair. He felt a piece of him die tonight and the remains of his self was now festering in the pit of his stomach. Camron strolled over to him and laid a heavy hand on his shoulder.

"That's how it's done." He patted his shoulder and left the two of them alone in the dark.