"Your pussy is learning. Learning to stretch for me. Learning to take what I give it. Soon, you'll be begging for more."
"Please," she gasped. "Please, I'm going to....."
"Not yet." He slowed down, edged her, kept her right on the precipice without letting her fall. In the mirror, she watched him move behind her. Watched him unzip his pants with his free hand. Watched him pull out his cock.....thick and long and so much bigger than the dildo currently inside her.
"This is what you want," he said, stroking himself while continuing to fuck her with the dildo. "This is what you've been begging for. Desperate for. But you haven't earned it yet."
"Please," she sobbed. "Please, I'll do anything."
"Anything?" He increased the speed, pounding her with the dildo while he jerked himself off.
"Will you accept what I am? Accept that I'm the Devil and I'll never be anything else?"
"Yes!" "Will you stop running from what you want? Stop pretending you're not made for this darkness?"
