I Want To Be A Bad Girl

"Bad girl," I moan finally, "I want to be a bad girl. I want to be hurt and humiliated. I want to hate you but hate myself even more. I want to give in to the darkest parts of myself and find some seed of pleasure there that will make me into something new."

Blake grits his teeth but still laughs.

"It's not new to you," he tells me, "It's always been there. I could see it in that library the first time I met you and I could definitely see it when you let me finger you in the bushes. When you took my cock in that pretty little mouth of yours and sucked it so good, right where anyone could walk in on us.

"It's not new to you, Em. None of this is new to you. Maybe you're an old soul getting another round back on earth, but baby you were made for this.

"How else do you think you fuck so well?"

He grips my hips and pulls me back but that's only to give him more purchase to fuck himself into me. Pumping hard and fast into me with a reckless abandon and absolutely no care, he takes me so suddenly that I reach out for something, for anything, to hold onto.

The new position gives me the chance at that. Too bad there is nothing to hold onto but the brick wall ahead of me as I splay my hands against it and let my head drop down to look at my body from below.

Red on my chest. Friction burns from being pressed up against the wall. My body tight and my muscles all defined as I am given over to him and to the pleasure now coursing through me as I accept what I have been building too since I came into this body.

He's right about me. Why else would I do what I've done?

Sucking cock in a gloryhole, in the front seat of a cab that I forgot the fare for. Sucking cock in a field with all of my fellow students close enough that they could see. Behind a tent in the middle of a busy fair. In an alleyway where I was quite literally nearly caught by the cops.

Sucking cock and now taking it up the ass and pretty soon taking it everywhere else as well because goddammit I am building to something here. It feels like it's taking forever to get there but when I think about it I know that's crazy.

How many days ago was I not even a woman? Less than a handful and yet look at how far I've come.

Throwing my head back and moaning. Feeling Blake wrap his arm around me from below as he lifts me off the wall and arches my back. Holding me to him while he grunts into me, while his cock spears me from below again and again.

All of the pain gone now and now the realization that this sensation is perfect, is perfection. Anal sex only hurts in the beginning and then afterwards the pleasure of it is so much that it makes all that pain inconsequential.

And a part of it is the humiliation, but I'm fine with that I think. Sure it's all a confusion now and yes when this is done I might regret it but I will never forget this moment, in this moment, when everything just feels so right.

When everything feels better than it ever ought to be or ever had any right to be.

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