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But I was just getting started.

[ She pouts at the interruption. There isn't much she could do about it if he has his own ideas for how this is going to go. She follows him and sits on the edge of the bed, testing the bounce of the mattress. ]

I didn't say you had to stop.

[Once he sits on the bed, he's quick to take hold of her soft curly green hair. While he doesn't yank her hair, he does very strongly urge her head back toward his crotch. He lies back slightly, opening his legs more to expose his erection as it seems to point straight up to the sky.]

[ She lets out a startled squeak when he pulls her down. His fingers in her hair remind her of his power over her. She parts her lips to take him in again. Even though she's not on the floor this time she's still kneeling before him. ]

[This is so much like before, like Hiling had never left. As she gets further into the act of fellating him, AM is able to forget about all of that, able to get lost in his own dominion over her.

He pulls her closer, letting her take his large cock into his mouth like so often before. It is fully erect now, welcome to the familiar stimulation.]

Is this really what you were so desperate for that you had to bring me out here?

[He offers a soft chuckle, kneading her curly hair between his fingers.]

Or was it more?

It's my first time. Be gentle?

[ She pulls away, looking up at him. Of course by now she knows better. He's anything but gentle with her. She's giving him the opportunity to take her unspoiled in his eyes, something she denied him before. As if she needed him to reclaim her. ]

[AM did not expect that answer. He frowns, eyes narrowing as he stares down at her. Is she trying to be cute? Is she deliberately reminding him of the fact that she lost her virginity to someone who wasn't him, after he had spent the money to pay for her genital construction surgery?

Aside from all of that, they had fucked many, many times.]

Really, Hiling?

[He speaks more flatly, relaxing his grip upon her.]

This body hasn't been touched by anyone before. Isn't that what you want?

[ She thought he would be more pleased. Now she's not sure if she's just made him more angry. ]

[He's annoyed and confused because he thinks Hiling is messing with him.]

Hiling, you know that's not true. I've touched you, and I know you've done plenty with others.

[Unless... Is she referring to the surgery she got recently?]

No, this one's new. See for yourself.

[ What does he want to do, inspect her? She can see that nothing she says will convince him. Problem is she gets to find out the hard way just how tight they made her this time. It could be painful even after he broke her in. The way she is now is likely to be worse. ]

[Oh, that explains it. She refers to virginity in the more literal sense.]

Oh... I see. The surgery. I take it it went well?

[After all, he had paid for it, like he did the first one.

Still, the fact that he gets to be the first one to test it out does thrill him. It might even flatter him that she waited if he had any sense of flattery.

He sits up on the bed then, adjusting himself and leaning forward to place his hands upon Hiling's hips. If she opens her legs, he'll let a finger slide between them in a manner of a medical inspection.]

[ Now he understands. With some trepidation she lets her legs open. Maybe she has gained his favor? She looks away as he probes her. Just being with him again is enough to start getting her aroused. ]

Does it meet your expectations?

[She looks away from him as if she's shy, as if she wasn't the one who had desperately contacted him for sex. It's amusing, almost. She's a good actress; no wonder so many seemed to fall for her as the innocent in this matchup.]

Hmm...

I suppose it does...

[But he won't know until he has actually fucked her, will he? Still, he doesn't sound too excited; his voice is dry, though his eyes are certainly wider and brighter as he thinks of the prospect of taking her virginity - in the literal sense.]

But looks alone can't prove anything. Only actions will.

[His hands go back to her hips, pulling her in, attempting to get her to straddle him. He is already hard, of course, from the fellatio, so it's not like he needs much in the way of anymore foreplay.]

[ It’s almost praise. Close enough to make her feel good. She even forgets to be coy when he directs her to sit on his lap. Now that she’s getting what she wants she’s all too happy to oblige even if he has his own reasons. She rubs against him as she gets into a comfortable position, hands on his shoulders as she waits for his direction to do anything more. ]

I get to ride this time?

[Well that was fast. The coyness is indeed an act, as AM had come to learn all too quickly. But as for riding...?]

Well, sure... [But he knows that with that tight virginity he's going to want to take over and pin her to the bed. That's how it often goes, isn't it?

His eyes narrow as he pulls her closer, letting his cock slide against her groin.]

...For now.

[ That's good enough for her. She sighs in anticipation as she rocks against his cock. Back and forth she moves her hips until he begins to sink in. There she feels some resistance. She continues her motion only putting slightly more pressure downward. ]

Are you sure it's not too tight?

[There isn't really much in the way of physical difference given Hiling's new virginity compared to before. Her surgically-constructed genitals seem to be almost superior in a sense, adaptive with tightness and lubrication almost moreso than what a biological human female would have.

But it's still uniquely Hiling. It's almost endearing.

More than endearing, though, it feels good. He won't admit it but as soon as his cock enters that tight opening, it feels as though he has craved her exact touch for so long. He groans softly as he tenses up, pushing his cock in through that tightness.]

No-- No... It's perfect.

[His hands are on her hips, slowly easing her to move against him as he starts to pick up his own pace.]

[ If he says so. Because it feels tight to her as he pushes inside. She cries out as her body stretches to accommodate his cock. Yet even if it hurts it feels right to be filled by him. Movement comes easier now. She looks between her legs at his blood-streaked shaft as she brings herself down upon it, back up, and down again. When she looks back up at him all she can think is that she wants more. ]

[AM winces as she cries out, an instinctive surge of arousal at that noise of pain and submission. When he jerks his hips back, lifting Hiling up slightly, he is somewhat surprised to see blood. He really is taking her virginity, isn't he? (Of course, the presence of blood doesn't necessarily denote virginity, but compared to other times in the past when they have fucked, it is different.)

He surely is causing her pain, and of course he wants more of it. And like the strange masochist she is, so does she. Briefly, AM does consider how strange it is that Hiling seeks him out, knowing how rough he is, and yet would still tarnish his reputation in such a way.

And it's that very thought that causes him to grab her far more fiercely, gritting his teeth and digging his nails into her hips as he pulls her down, shoving his cock as deeply as it can go. Yes, he has missed this, and yet he hasn't. Hiling is a nuisance, after all, and needs to be punished. With her pain, he only pushes harder, truly wanting to break in her brand new genitals in more than one sense of the word.]

[ She thought she might have somewhat more control in this position but that proves not to be the case. It feels far too deep, like he's tearing her apart. But he just keeps going. She reaches down in an attempt to hold him back even just a little.The sounds she makes become more choked as she tries to stifle tears. It hurts too much to support herself so she leans against him instead, the one who's hurting her. He was the only one who could properly punish her for her insolence. ]

[More and more pain she seems to exhibit. Good.

It's funny, AM did not want to see her at all, having washed his hands of her and all the trouble she caused. And yet now that they are here together, he craves those familiar noises of pain. She has caused far too much trouble in his life, and she needs to suffer for it, after all.

Then again, what will she do? Cry to Jonathan or someone else about how they had some rough sex? No. She wanted this. This is her doing!

As she leans against him, AM realizes that perhaps she shouldn't be on top. (Then again, "top" just relates to their orientation; it has nothing to do with who is in control right now.) With his hands on her hips, he lifts himself up and pushes her, turning both of them to the side. AM pulls out briefly, though, and straddles himself directly over her, attempting to turn her again so that she is lying directly beneath him, facing upward.

It won't take long then for him to shove his erection back in as he presses his pelvis against her once more, rubbing his cock against her folds. It slips back in easily enough, but this time he tries to find her wrists and keep them pinned to the bed.]

It doesn't take much to shove her off of him. She knows better than to think he's done with her. Just a moment for her to recover before he pins her down. Even when she tries to pull away his cock finds its target. It's easier to lie beneath him than to try to sit up. She gasps at the surge of arousal as he bears down on her.

"You're going... to damage it!"

The act between them is growing far more familiar, something that would happen many times with AM pinning her down and Hiling failing at concealing her arousal.

When she gasps and cries out, it's a noise that fills AM with far more arousal, a blatant symbol of the power he holds. But he ends up laughing - almost like a cackle, but very breathless - when she cries out that he'll ruin her. Or it.

"Ha-- I never ruined it... before!"

But that was her old one. Did she get sub-par surgery this time? Does it matter? She's not his concern anymore.

Her fists clench as she endures him repeatedly impaling her onto the bed. When she had been so concerned about what he could do to her body, the real danger is to her mind. Pain warps into pleasure and her defenses break down with the constant overstimulation leaving her vulnerable. When she realizes how she was slipping there's a moment of panic evident in her expression as she attempts to hold onto what's left.

If AM could see exactly what he was doing to her mind, that would make him climax right then and there, wholly aroused from the power he holds. He does have that wireless connection, but it's limited right now, just a range of bytes indicating incomprehensible emotions.

But her face spells it out - panic. Fear. He wants her to feel that. She should be helpless in his grasp... And for a moment he forgets about all of the mayhem she has caused.

His speed picks up as he pounds into her, essentially claiming her newly minted genitals for himself. His hips press her own into the bed as they move at a quicker pace, his hands gripping tighter at hers. With a loud, almost bestial roar, he finds himself climaxing, pressing his whole body in as he arches his back, letting his long braid swing over his shoulder and onto Hiling's face.

Any coherent thoughts dissolve into raw fear. She can't even hear herself cry. At the same time her body responds to him with intense arousal, acknowledging him as a superior being. It's indisputable the way he's overpowered her. The way he had her wanting to come back. All she can do is surrender as he claims her. She watches him climax, knowing he's filling her up deep inside and that triggers hers as well. Even when his hair covers her eyes she knows how he sneers at her.

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