The Sacrifice: A Dark Revenge Romance
The Sacrifice: Chapter 38

I exit the shower, dry off, and walk into our bedroom to replace her right where I left her. The muscles in her stomach flex, and her legs tense. I pick the remote up off her chest and turn it off.

She sags against the bed. “Don’t want you coming too soon,” I tell her, and she shakes her head. I can tell by the way her face turns red that she’s screaming into the gag. I smile and run my hand down the side of her face. She pulls away, and I grab the belt from her neck. Slowly lifting it, I allow the leather to slide across her skin, drawing it out.

Once it’s free of her neck, I double it over and slap it down on her inner thigh, making an instant red mark. “I’m going to spend some time marking my territory, Lake.” I do it again, and her body shakes. I run the leather up her stomach, through my cum, and slap it across both of her breasts. Her nipples are hard and her chest heaves. Now there’s cum splattered across her neck and face from whipping her with the belt.

“Fuck, you’re so goddamn beautiful, Lake.” Tears run down both sides of her face, and I watch her throat work as she tries to swallow. “I’m a lucky man.” I slap it again across her breasts. Then I set it back over her neck as a reminder of what I can do with it. Reaching out, I pinch her nipples and pull up, making her breathe heavily through her nose while arching her back the best she can.

I get up on the bed, sitting between her legs, and take ahold of the base of the butt plug and turn it in clockwise motion. I pull it out just a little and push it back in. I open up the lube and pour it all over my cock and remove the plug, tossing it to the side.

I lean over her body, propped up with one hand while the other holds my hard cock at her ass. “Look at me, little darling. I want your eyes on me when I fuck your ass for the first time.”

She opens them and sucks in a deep breath through her nose, and I push the head into her ass, feeling it open up for me. Arching her neck, her body starts to shake.

“It’s okay, Lake. It’s not that big anyway.” Then I push inside her with a growl at how good it feels.

This wasn’t what I had planned for tonight, but my wife’s actions earlier changed things. I’ll remind them both that she belongs to me and what that means.

I pause, keeping my cock a couple of inches inside her, and pick up my cell that I had set next to her. I hit call on a number and lay it high on her chest, placing it on speakerphone. It starts to ring on the other end and her watery eyes widen, looking up at me.

“Hello?”

“Collin,” I say, pulling out and then slowly pushing my cock inside her ass—forcing it. The way her body shakes makes me think it’s not as small as she thought.

“Tyson?” he asks slowly. “What’s up, man?”

“I’ve given it some thought, and I’d like to help you out. Come to Blackout tomorrow. Five o’clock.” I watch my cock slowly pull out of her ass before forcing it back in.

“Uh—”

“I’ll show you the video I have of the girl in the club,” I add, my eyes meeting hers once more. She blinks, and fresh tears fall from her pretty eyes.

“Why the change of heart?” he asks skeptically.

“My wife,” I say, pushing deeper into her this time. She arches her neck, and I smile. “She asked me nicely.” I lean down, kissing the side of her face, tasting her tears.

“Yeah. Sure. I’ll be there. Five o’clock.” He hangs up.

“Hear that, little darling?” I pull back before pushing forward. Fuck, I love that no one else has ever seen her like this. Fucked her like this. Even if it is a punishment, she’s all mine.

Tears continue to run down the side of her face. “You’re doing so good, Lake. Feel that?” I ask, pulling out and pushing in so slow it’s almost painful, but I want to savor this moment. Remind her what it feels like to be mine. “That’s your ass opening up for me. Taking my cock like a good fucking slut.”

She blinks, and I kiss her forehead. Pulling out, I start to get more forceful. My control slips a little more with each thrust. “Does it hurt?”

She nods, her face scrunched due to the tightness of the gag fastened around her head.

“You’ll get used to it, little darling,” I say, lowering my chest to hers, our skin slippery from my cum that I left on her before my shower. I grip her face in my hands and tenderly kiss her forehead while my cock fucks her tight ass. Her body shakes uncontrollably against mine. “You’ll learn to beg me to fuck it.”

Pulling out, I push forward quickly, unable to go slow any longer. Burying my head into her slick neck, I suck on her soft skin as I fuck her ass like it isn’t her first time. She lies below me, tied, gagged, and already covered in my cum while I use her.

Her throat works as she swallows, and she tenses, her neck arching. I pull away and sit up. I look down to see cum dripping from her cunt.

Smiling, I run my fingers through it. “That’s my girl. Such a good fucking whore, Mrs. Crawford.” She’s trembling, and I dig my fingers into her tied thighs, pounding into her ass as my balls start to tighten. I come buried deep inside her ass, the force making me lose my breath.

I stay like that for a few seconds, trying to catch my breath and slow my racing heart, staring down at her heavy, watery eyes. When I pull out, I smile. “You’ve got cum dripping out of your ass and your cunt, Lake. I knew you’d enjoy it.”

LAIKYN

My body is bound so tight, every muscle hurts from coming. Getting up, he lifts my head, so he can access the buckle. The large balloon inside my mouth deflates, and he removes the gag from my lips. I gasp in a deep breath, ignoring the drool that covers my face. Not caring how disgusting it looks.

His hands cup my sore cheeks, and I look up at him through my clumped eyelashes as he stands by my head. He doesn’t speak to me, and I don’t have the energy to talk. My heavy eyes close and I hear him undoing the rope from the bed over my heavy breathing. I cry out when he undoes the rope around my legs. Blood rushes back to them, making them tingle.

He starts rubbing them, and I can’t stop the sobs. My chest heaving.

I’m so embarrassed. He made me come. Again. It hurt and also felt good. I don’t know why or how he makes me like things that I know I shouldn’t.

Rolling me over onto my stomach, he unties my wrists and picks me up off the bed. I lie lifeless in his arms, burying my face into his bare chest, not giving a fuck that his cum is smeared all over it. At this point, nothing matters.

I stay cradled in his arms while he sits on the edge of the tub and turns it on. Closing my eyes, I just want to sleep. I’m not sure I can even bathe myself at this point.

He steps into the bathtub, lowering us both to sit in the same position we were at the house after the house of Lords party. I’m thankful I don’t have to face him.

“Lake, little darling.” He pulls my hair off my chest to rest over my other shoulder.

A sob racks my body.

“You’re okay.” He wraps his arms around my chest, pulling my back into his. I bring my hands up and grab his skin, trying to calm myself down. “You did so good, Lake. So good.” He kisses the side of my head and I sniff while the water fills the large tub.

The fact that he just fucked my ass isn’t what upsets me. It’s just the fact that I feel overwhelmed. The truth is I loved it. I hated that I was sucking on the ball inside my mouth, loving how full it made me feel. Thankfully, he couldn’t hear me beg him for more. Or the way I lifted my ass the best I could so he could get deeper. Or that I loved my hands were tied behind my back. A woman shouldn’t enjoy such things.

He told me I’d be sorry for letting another man touch me, but I’m not. Because it was a punishment and I enjoyed it.

My family was right—I’m a disappointment. A sick whore that enjoys whatever her husband wants to do to her.

We sit in the bath until the water is cold, but my cries have subsided. Now I’m exhausted. The aftermath hits me like a train. I can feel my body shutting down on me, needing some rest.

He gently washes me clean and then helps me out. My legs shake so bad I can barely stand. So after he dries me off, he picks me up and places me in our bed under the comforter. I curl up into a ball away from him, still too embarrassed, and close my eyes.

He shifts behind me, and then his strong arm wraps around me from behind, pulling me into him. I wish I had the strength to push him off, but I don’t. So instead, I allow him to hold me like he cares, and fresh tears sting my eyes as a sob escapes my trembling lips.

He pulls away from me, and I let him go, unable to hold onto him. I feel cold all of a sudden, but then his hands are on me, and he’s pulling my shoulder, forcing me to roll toward him. “No—” I choke out, trying to push him away, not wanting to have to face him, but he doesn’t stop.

“Come here, little darling. Let me hold you,” he says softly. Pulling my front into his, he wraps his arm around me once again, and I bury my face into his chest. He kisses my forehead. “You’re okay, Lake. I’ve got you.”

I cling to him, hating that the very man who forced me to marry him is the same man who makes me feel safe. I’m not sure why he’s being so nice. Tyson isn’t the kind of guy I’d expect to cuddle after he uses you. But I don’t push him away. Instead, I cling to him, loving the sense of security no matter how fake it is.

When you’ve been starving for affection all your life, you’ll accept the least amount of effort given and turn it into something it isn’t. Tyson is that man for me. He’s what I wish I always had even though I know it’s what I’ll never replace.