Psychological

“We're not friends anymore. I captured you. I own you. You belong to me. I don't have to do this. But you do.”

I let her process that for a whole second before I pushed forward. Jade groaned and put her hands on my abdomen to slow my advance.

“Relax and let me in,” I said. Maybe that command helped a little. She didn't have a hymen, but damn she was tight. I gave very small strokes at her entrance, slowly working my way in. Jade grunted, groaned, cried, and gasped with each advance. Finally, after several pleasurable (for me) minutes, I was seated all the way in – as far as I could go for now, at least.

“I'm sorry,” Jade said in a pathetic groan. "I'm sorry I did all that." Perhaps she hoped that would be enough to stop this. No. There was only one way this was going to end.

"It's simple," I told her. "You screwed me, I screw you." At that, Jade could only moan in despair and look away.

“Jade,” I said to get her attention. “Look at me.” She did. “Now, kiss me like you would kiss a lover who makes your body tingle with excitement.”

Instantly the feeling changed. Jade lifted her lips up to meet me and began attacking my tongue with hers. She wrapped her arms around my body and began grinding her hips up at me. She was actually fucking me back! Then she suddenly pulled her face away for a minute and grimaced.

“What is it?” I asked.

“It hurts dammit!” she shouted in my face.

“Don't yell,” I said. “If it hurts, why don't you stop?”

“I can't,” she said, trying to kiss me again. “You're forcing me.”

“I didn't **** you to get undressed, come in here, suck my dick, spread your legs, or kiss me like that.” Technically true, but not really, I guess. But it was important that in her mind she didn't think she was being ****.

I thrust gently and slowly, not wanting this to be entirely painful for her. I preferred the emotional and psychological pain to the physical pain. And I didn't want it to end as quickly as I felt like it could. Meanwhile, Jade kept pulling my face to hers as if hungry for each and every kiss, unwilling for our lips to be apart for very long.

“Could it be that you secretly wanted this?” I asked.

“Eat shit,” she said. “I hate this.”

“Your body doesn't seem to hate this. And the way you're kissing me sure seems like you enjoy it.”

“I want to stop, but I can't.”

“Like an addiction?”

“Like... like a compulsion. I don't want to do this, Ron. Please... please stop. Please help me.”

“I don't think you really want that. Instead... make me cum inside you. Keep going until I fill you up. I think that's what you want.” I was trying to be very careful with my words. I didn't want to say anything that would give her the option of stopping or leaving. Needing to focus my thoughts on that had helped me last longer than I expected. In fact, I had expected to cum less than a minute after entering Jade's untouched pussy.

“Ron, please,” she gasped in between kisses. “You can't do this. Don't do this to me.” He voice got ****, breathy, higher. Her hips moved faster, obeying the command to make me cum inside her. As long as that command was in place, I could say, “I'll stop when you stop, babe. OK?” I waited to see if it worked.

She didn't stop. She grunted and thrust up at me. I continued pressing deeply into her. With one hand I caressed her side, reaching up to cover a breast. I replaced my hand with my lips and tenderly suckled a nipple.

Jade began crying. “This is so humiliating,” she groaned.

Whatever guilt I may have otherwise felt was completely overcome by the delicious tightness around my cock. And now that Jade (or her body, at least) was fully engaged in our joining, I couldn't possibly last much longer.

“I'm going to cum,” I gasped.

“No,” she pleaded. “Not inside me. I don't...I'm not...”

Oh shit- I had been so excited, I didn't even think about how unlikely she was to be on any birth control. But what did I care, at this point? She was mine. I owned her. And I hadn't been inside a woman without a condom in years. I didn't want to pull out. But then I remembered – she was supposed to make sure I filled her up. That was the command. I smiled.