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“Where the fuck do you think you’re going, my little fuck toy?”

Jesus Christ.

Kratos’ voice is always low, and deep, and growling. But right now, it sounds legit possessed. Like there’s an actual demon here in the darkness, ready to destroy me.

He yanks me up to my knees by a fistful of my hair. He tugs back hard, making me cry out as my gaze is ripped upward.

And suddenly, there it is, flicking on and blinding me in the sudden light.

The mask.

Two X’s for eyes, and a leering, psycho smile, illuminating the tight black of his t-shirt over his bulging chest, illuminating the corded muscles of his arm as it grips my hair…

…and illuminating his cock.

His thick, swollen, massive cock, hanging heavily out of his unbuttoned, unzipped black jeans and pulsing as it bobs right above my face.

I whimper as his hand tightens in my hair, dragging me back until I’m sprawled on my knees at his feet with my back pressed hard against a wall or a pillar of some kind.

The mask tips to one side at a deranged angle, those X’s peering down into my face.

Open fucking wide,” demon-Kratos rasps in a devil’s voice. “Suck my cock like a good little whore and get it nice and fucking wet with your spit.” The mask slowly tilts to the other side. “You’ll need it wet when I tear into you.”

I choke on a whimper, true fear and explosive need roaring through my system like a drug. He leans down, reaching out to roughly grab my jaw.

“When I shove every fat inch of this cock deep into your virgin pussy.”

He wraps his other hand around the base of his cock, fisting and pumping it slowly, lewdly, right above my face. Precum beads at the tip. His grip tightens in my hair, making me mewl in pain and excitement as he yanks my head back.

He pushes his hips forward. Without hesitating, I open my mouth wide. But even still, when the swollen head slips past my lips, I feel my jaw straining to the limit as he grunts and pushes into my small mouth.

Fuck,” he growls. “Your lips are so tight, babygirl. Your slutty little mouth is trying so hard to take my big cock.” He chuckles darkly. “Imagine how fucking tight it’s going to feel when it’s your pretty pussy wrapped snug around me. When I split you in half with my cock.”

Fuck me.

The crude, fucked-up dirty talk is exactly what I want to hear. It’s ticking every twisted box and pushing every deranged button in my head.

It’s exactly what I crave.

Utter submission. To be used, on my knees. To be forced.

To be taken, whether I want it or not.

Kratos growls deeply, throwing his head back as he takes his pleasure from my mouth. His hips roll as he fucks my mouth, hitting the back of my throat. He thrusts his thick cock over my tongue, the filthy, wet glucking sounds filling the cavernous church. I whimper and moan around him, drooling precum and spit down my chin and onto my shirt.

I raise my hands to put them on his hips to steady myself, but he slaps them away.

“Don’t even think about it, slut.”

He grabs my hands and pins them over my head, holding them there as his cock glides roughly over my tongue.

Without warning, something flashes in the gleam of his mask. I moan around his dick when I realize it’s his knife. In one motion, he brings it down and slides the tip down into the neck of my shirt. His arm jerks, and I whimper in true fear as the razor-sharp edge slices my shirt open. He jerks his arm again, slicing the shirt all the way open before slitting the front clasp of my bra as well, spilling my breasts free.

The knife disappears behind his back. When his hand reappears, he reaches down and roughly pinches and rolls my nipples, eliciting a whining moan of pain and pleasure as I choke on his cock. He’s merciless, twisting and pulling, sending pulses of electricity coursing through me to land at my core.

Suddenly, his hand grabs a fistful of my hair again. I gasp for air as he pulls me away from his cock, a thin strand of drool suspended between my bottom lip and his swollen head. He spins me roughly, pushing me down to my knees with my top half pressed to the ground.

Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh my fucking FUCK.

I can hear him opening his pants the rest of the way and shoving them down. The metallic jangle of his belt. A low groan of pleasure as he strokes himself.

I know what comes next, and the nervous energy and eager anticipation are turning me inside out.

Did sucking that big dick get your greedy little pussy nice and messy for me?”

I whimper as he slaps my ass, hard.

You’d better fucking hope so, babygirl,” he hisses darkly.

Kratos grabs the back of my leggings and yanks them down to mid-thigh. Then I’m gasping at the sensation of cold steel on my skin as he half-yanks, half-rips my panties away before completely slicing them off with the blade.

He takes my hair in his fist, keeping my cheek and breasts pinned to the ground. He bends over me from behind, his swollen dick pressed to my slick, swollen lips.

Spreading them. Adding a little pressure.

“…Because I’m not going to be gentle.”

I choke out a low, whining moan as his palm slaps my ass.

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