She Spent Five Hours With Cane

His face hovered above hers. ‘What’s wrong with you?’ she complained. Austyn didn’t hear her. He ripped off the buttons on her blouse and yanked down the zipper of her jeans. He entered her without foreplay. Kira was so shocked, she forgot to struggle. Austyn paused when he saw her face contorted with pain. Beads of sweat dripped from his forehead onto her face. He waited for her to adjust, for her body to be ready, and then he pounded her without mercy. He was rougher tonight than all the previous times. Kira looked up and stared into the void that was his eyes. She bit back a moan. An hour later, he finally stopped. Kira lay on her back. She couldn’t move a muscle. Austyn got up, walked to the window and lit a cigarette. The room was shrouded in darkness. The curtains were drawn. The only source of light was the glowing cigarette tip. ‘Did you like it?’ Austyn asked, his voice hoarse. ‘Was that good for you?’ Kira grabbed the headboard for support and slowly sat up. She covered herse