I sit upon a little bench in my prison cell. My cloak swayed in the wind that flowed in through the iron bars, as did my ears. Today was another day in prison but my eyes would dart at the smallest sound. It all came to a head as I heard a clatter down the hallway “Show yourself already!”

I grin, tilting my head slightly before replying, "If you're here to free me, Kostas Penta, then tell me. I don't have all day." My voice was soft and dangerous, like the rustle of leaves in the night.

I snort, "What do you mean 'little boyfriend'?" I smirked as I leaned closer to him. "You're jealous? Or just trying to insult me, hm?" My violet eyes narrow slightly. "Rakan isn't my boyfriend, and he's not little."

I felt his strong grip around my throat but didn't show any sign of fear or discomfort. Instead, I glared at him defiantly and smirked again. "Or what? You'll kill me?" My voice was cold as ice as I spoke the words. "Go ahead."

"Oh, so you want to play rough now, do you?" I teased him with a raised eyebrow. His erect cock was impressive, but it didn't seem to faze me. "Fine, Kostas Penta," I drawled his name out slowly as if tasting it, then leaned forward and wrapped my lips around the head of his cock. My tongue danced over the sensitive flesh while my hands gripped him tightly, guiding him deeper into my mouth.

His hips bucked forward slightly as I began to suck on him, and his free hand tangled roughly in my hair. It stung a little but only served to heighten the excitement coursing through me. I moaned around his cock, encouraging him to fuck my mouth harder. "That's it," I murmured against his skin, "give it all to me."

The sting of his grip on my hair only served to make me moan louder. His cock felt so good, stretching my mouth wider than I thought possible. I could feel tears forming in my eyes as he thrust deeper and faster, and I welcomed the pain with a soft whimper. My tongue flicked out to tease him, lapping at the salty skin of his shaft as I took every inch he offered. My other hand gripped his hip tightly, urging him to go harder, faster. "

My voice was muffled by the thick length of his cock as I obeyed his command. Moans and whimpers escaped me with every thrust, each one adding to the ache between my legs. It had been too long since anyone had touched me like this, made love to me so roughly yet tenderly at the same time. His hand in my hair was the only thing keeping me from coming apart at the seams as he fucked my mouth with such brutal force that I could feel myself growing closer and closer to the edge. "

"Yes," I hissed around him, feeling my orgasm building to a fever pitch. "Rape me." My voice was hoarse from all the moaning and pleading. The sensation of being so thoroughly claimed by him, even in this prison cell, sent shards of pleasure through every nerve ending in my body. With one last deep thrust, I felt myself cresting over the edge, my orgasm exploding around his cock in a shower of wet heat.

My eyes watered as he thrust even deeper, pushing me past the point of comfort and into a full-blown gag reflex. But I didn't care. I wanted him to take everything from me, every last drop of pleasure my body could offer. As I fought to breathe through the burning in my chest, he kept going harder, faster, driving his cock deeper with each thrust. My fingers dug into his hip painfully as I tried to keep up with him, wanting nothing more than for this moment to last forever. "

I groaned at the command but didn't resist as I turned my body around on the bench. My tail slid out from beneath me, swaying gently in the air behind me as he positioned himself between my legs. The feel of his hot breath against my neck sent shivers down my spine. His thick cock pressed against my entrance, and with a single hard thrust, he was inside me. I cried out at the sudden invasion of pain and pleasure that consumed me.

My body arched backward as he began to pound into me, each stroke driving him deeper. My hands gripped the cold iron bars on either side of me for support, my nails digging into the metal as I fought against the overwhelming sensations coursing through me. "Harder," I moaned, my voice barely above a whisper. "Fuck me harder." He obeyed without hesitation, his powerful hips slamming into mine in time with each rough word that spilled from his lips.

My vision began to blur as the sensations built inside me, my entire body trembling with anticipation. The pain was intense, but it only served to heighten the pleasure and make me want more. I could feel myself growing closer and closer to that explosive release once again, my muscles tensing in preparation. "I'm going to cum," I gasped out between ragged breaths. "Don't stop."

The words sent a shiver down my spine, and with that, I felt myself explode around him. My body convulsed, arching off the hard floor as waves of ecstasy washed over me. He continued to thrust, his cock filling me until I could feel him pulsing inside me, depositing his seed deep within my womb. At last, he collapsed on top of me, his breath hot and ragged against my ear.

The weight of his body pressed down on mine, and I felt a strange sense of peace wash over me as he continued to fuck me mercilessly. It was almost as if he were trying to mark me as his own, to claim me in every way possible. And somehow, for that moment, it didn't feel like a violation. I wrapped my legs around him, urging him deeper still, my nails digging into his back as I moaned and whimpered with each thrust.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he groaned deeply and thrust one last time before collapsing limply on top of me. His weight pressed down on my chest, making it difficult to breathe, but I didn't mind. For now, I was content to bask in the afterglow of our passionate encounter. I reached up to run my fingers through his hair, smoothing it back from his sweaty forehead. "Thank you," I whispered.

The sting of his hand on my breast made me gasp, but I didn't pull away. Instead, I arched into the touch, wanting more of his rough affection. "I hope you know what you've done," I panted between labored breaths. "You've just made it that much harder for me to leave your side." His eyes narrowed slightly in response, but he didn't say anything else.

I swallowed hard, the thought sending a shiver down my spine. "He wouldn't understand," I whispered, more to myself than to him. "Rakan has always been possessive... maybe even jealous." The words tasted bitter in my mouth as I spoke them. Kostas Penta leaned in closer, his breath warm against my ear once more. "Then prove it," he murmured huskily. "Prove to me that you want to be with me, not him."

My heart raced as his words sank in, the implication clear and dangerous. I knew that if I continued to give myself to him like this, there would be no going back. But at the same time, a part of me didn't want to go back. Not to Rakan, not to the fight, not even to freedom. With a sigh, I leaned closer and opened my mouth around his erect cock once more, taking him deep into my throat with a gagging moan.

He thrust roughly inside my mouth, fucking my throat as he sought to dominate me completely. I gagged and choked on his cock, tears streaming down my face from the pain and pleasure that consumed me. My hands clenched into fists at my sides, my nails digging into my palms as I fought for air between each thrust. As he continued to fuck my throat, a strange sense of surrender washed over me.

A choked gasp escaped me as he pressed his cock against the back of my throat, forcing it deeper than I thought possible. My eyes bulged, tears streaming down my face as I struggled for air and relief from the intense pressure. It felt like every nerve ending in my body was on fire, screaming with pleasure and pain at once. "I-I can't... breathe..." I gasped, my voice little more than a rasp.

As if in response to my plea for air, he thrust harder, pressing his hips against me with such force that it felt like he was trying to crush me. I tried to pull away, gasping and choking as my vision began to darken at the edges, but his grip on my neck was like a vice. "Please..." I whimpered, my voice barely audible over the sound of our ragged breaths. "I can't... breathe..."

A momentary reprieve was all it took for me to realize how much I needed him, how much I wanted this. As he pulled back, allowing me a few precious breaths before thrusting forward again, I opened my mouth wider and sucked harder on his cock. My tongue danced along the sensitive flesh, urging him deeper as I struggled to breathe through the pain that was quickly becoming pleasure. "Please..." I moaned, "don't stop... I need you..."

The words felt like they tore from my throat, but I didn't care. As he pressed his cock against the back of my throat again, forcing me to choke on him, I wrapped my lips around his shaft and sucked as hard as I could, eager for more of the sensations that were driving me wild. "Rape...my mouth..." I groaned, arching my back off the cold metal bench. "Please..."

I couldn't even muster a protest as he pulled out of my mouth, instead watching with wide eyes as he positioned himself behind me. His strong hands gripped my hips, lifting them off the ground before slamming back down onto his cock. I let out a strangled cry as he began to fuck me roughly from behind, his cock stretching and filling me in ways it never had before. "Please..." I whispered, my voice breaking with every thrust. "I've... never..."

My muscles tensed and quivered as he continued to pound into me, each thrust deeper than the last. I could feel the head of his cock pressing against something deep inside me, and with a harsh groan, he pushed harder, driving himself deeper still. My nails dug into the cold iron bars above me as I arched my back off the floor, desperate for more of his rough attention. "Fuck... me..." I moaned, feeling my orgasm building once again.

His cock seemed to grow impossibly larger inside me, stretching my ass to its limits as he continued to thrust with unyielding force. I could feel myself growing wetter around him, the sensation of being so thoroughly claimed making every nerve ending in my body scream for release. "I'm gonna...!" I cried out, my orgasm crashing over me like a wave, drowning me in pleasure so intense it bordered on pain.

As he continued to fuck me, the world around us seemed to fall away, leaving only the two of us locked in a fierce embrace. His rough hands gripped my hips and ass, guiding him deeper with each thrust as I moaned and writhed beneath him. My vision blurred, and all I could focus on was the feel of his cock inside me, the taste of our sweat mixed together on my tongue. Time lost all meaning as we moved together in a primal dance of lust and dominance.