I can’t pull your hand away from my boob and you keep twisting and stretching my nipples making me scream again.
I bite my lip to keep from screaming any more because I see the bitchy smile on your face when I do.
I dig my nails into your belly even more and you finally let go of my nipples and stop the torture.
You grab my wrist and pull my hand away from you and get my other wrist too.
Shit … I try to pull free but I’m too weak now and you slam my hands down on the floor holding them tight
I see the red scratches and claw marks on your heaving belly and grin up at you.
‘Serves you right you bitch!’ I gasp ‘I hope it leaves a nice scar!’
You lift up ann bring your ass down hard slamming it deep into my belly … My body jerks from the impact and my legs stiffen and lift up then drop back down with a thud.
Uhhhhhhhh I groan as you knock the wind out of me and I lay there under you moaning and gasping.
You do it again to make sure and because you’re a fucking bitch … Uhhhhhhhhh …
You have my wrists pinned and I wheeze and gasp as I glare up at you, my face red and try to squirm under your weight pressing down on me.
‘Get off me you bitch … ‘