Chapter 90: R-18 / CH 090: Tasha, the Masochist (Part 1)

Chapter 90: R-18 / CH 090: Tasha, the Masochist (Part 1)Dave pushed Tasha onto the cold, hard lab table, her body sprawled out before him. He towered over her, his eyes filled with a mix of anger and desire. He gazed at her mature, curvaceous body. His eyes roaming over her, and his desire had started growing immensely. Tasha’s breath quickened, her chest rising and falling with a nervous anticipation. She wanted to act, but she was scared of what might happen. So she remained silent, her pride the only thing keeping her from pleading. Dave smirked, enjoying the power he held over her. He released her chin and stepped back, unbuckling his belt slowly, letting it fall to the floor with a loud clink. "On your knees," he commanded, his tone leaving no room for argument. Her body trembled as she lowered herself to the cold floor, her knees aching against the hard surface. Dave stood before her, his pants loosening as his erection strained against the fabric of his pants. "Open your mouth," he ordered, his voice dripping with dominance. Tasha hesitated, but Dave’s gaze hardened, and she obeyed. She leaned forward, her lips parting as she took him into her mouth. Dave groaned, his head falling back as he felt her warm, wet mouth around him. He grabbed her hair, pulling her head back, and thrust his cock into her mouth without warning. "Suck it," he growled, his eyes filled with a wicked glint as his grip on her head tightened. "Prove to me you’re worth keeping around." She gagged as he pushed deeper, her eyes watering from the force. Dave didn’t care; he was in control now, and he intended to make her suffer for every moment of pain she had caused him. He began to thrust, using her mouth like a tight, wet sheath, his balls slapping against her chin with each movement. "You like that, don’t you?" he taunted. "You like being my little slut?" Tasha tried to respond, but her mouth was too full, her voice reduced to muffled moans. Dave laughed, a cold, cruel sound escaping his lips. "That’s what I thought," he said, pulling out hia dick abruptly. He pushed her onto the floor, and had started binding her with rope. He bind her wrists and feet, and even though Tasha was struggling to set herself free, Dave’s grip on her was so strong and had prevented her from being able to escape. She couldn’t help but yell out different curses at him, but Dave had just ignored them all, seemingly smiling as he enjoyed the discomfort she was feeling. While being tied up, Dave had grabbed her head as he let her suck his dick once again, his hands gripping her hair as he guided her movements. Then, he pulled away, his eyes filled with a devilish smirk. He then brought out a whip from his void space, the leather cracking as he brought it down onto Tasha’s bare skin. She cried out, her body arching as the whip struck her. But then, she moaned, her eyes filled with desire. "Daddy," she moaned subconsciously, her voice filled with lust. "Hiiyaaah!" It was only after saying those words out that she realized what she had just did, and she had instantly cried out. "Noo, you won’t have control over me!" Dave smirked, quite surprised by her moans as well. He didn’t know she was a masochist who enjoys being punished. It was a great thing he had chosen to whip her, this would be much fun that he had imagined. "Let’s see how long you would resist me." He then readied the whip as he strike her again and again on her ass, her back, her feet. Tasha moaned and writhed beneath him, her body aching for more. Dave could see the desire in her eyes, the need. He smiled, his revenge was only getting more sweeter and satisfying to him. He continued to lash every part of her body with the whip, multiple red marks appearing on them. But Tasha won’t stop moaning with pleasure, her huge nipples hardening as she felt a deep arousal within her. Dave then threw the whip aside, his hands moving to Tasha’s body. He touched her, his fingers exploring her curves, her dips, her valleys. He found her pussy, wet and ready for him. He plunged his fingers into her, feeling her tighten around him. Tasha moaned, her body arching as he fingered her. He made her kneel in a doggy position as he rubbed her fat, round milf ass with his hand. He spanked her ass with one hand while also fingering her pussy with the other hand. All of these actions, they were making her feel so good. It hadn’t been so long since she had last had sex, but she could feel her body jerking in ways she hadn’t felt before. It was as if she was just having her virginity taken. The pleasure was building so greatly in her that she had once again let out a moan. "Yes Daddy, finger me that way." She moaned. But this time, she was too carried away by the pleasure she was feeling that she didn’t even care if she was calling Dave Daddy or not. Right now, she just wanted to enjoy the pleasure she was feeling. She sticked out her tongue, her eyes rolling around in circle with great pleasure as she felt her insides getting wetter and wetter as time passes. At that moment, Dave had grabbed both of Tasha’s huge boobs, his dick rubbing against her entrance as he massaged them up and down, his hands rubbing the tip of her breasts. This as well had sent jolts of pleasure coursing through her body, her nipples hardening even further as Dave rubbed them. Seeing Tasha’s actions so far, Dave had came up with an idea. He was going to enjoy every bit of his moments with Tasha, so he decided to spice things up a little bit. At that instant, he lifted Tasha’s body from the floor. Then placing her on his shoulders, he started heading inside one of the sleeping quarters in the laboratory, one that had the specific type of bed he wants. Dave had just found a weakness of Tasha’s, which was Sex. She is so weakened right now that she couldn’t even resist him again, even when she claimed that Dave can’t have any control over her. With this, Dave had found a way to assert his dominance and punish Tasha for her wrongdoings.