The Whispers of Silence

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Chapter 7


I had something special planned for my sweet little toy.

I’d promised her a show, and by the time 10 p.m. rolled around, I was ready to give her one.

The blinds opened slowly, showing me her illuminated silhouette in her own window, waiting, ready for me. She was wearing a sexy little nightie that sent my pulse racing, complete with black lacy stockings and a killer pair of heels. I’d told her to dress up. Maybe if she was dressed to fuck, I could imagine it was her cunt hugging my dick.

I didn’t acknowledge her, not giving her so much as a wave. I barely glanced at her, and the next second, the doorbell rang.

I felt Nora’s eyes on me as I walked to the door, opening it wide and regarding the girl before me.

She was nervous, her hands twisted in front of her. She wore a little black dress that left nothing to the imagination and sexy heels that matched her daring outfit. Her lips were painted a dark shade of red and her long blonde hair was styled perfectly. She wore thick false lashes, fluttering open for me and revealing her pretty brown eyes.

It was really a shame because all her efforts were in fucking vain. She was going to be a perfect little mess in no time.

I smiled wide and moved aside to let her in.

As soon as she stepped inside, my brow furrowed with worry.

“Shoes off, please,” I said roughly, and she gave me an incredulous look, but slipped her footwear off.

The girl was much shorter now, and I towered over her. Her discarded Louboutins were the last remnants of her confidence. Now, she was shaking and scared, holding on to her her dress for support.

What a sweet little whore. I loved them scared.

She gave a light whimper.

“Shh. It’s okay.”

Of course, it wasn’t okay. It was never going to be okay again. It was going to be so much better she’d beg me to come back and make me fuck her again. But of course, I would say no.

I knew my rules, and I never broke them.

I never wanted to, either.

Not until Nora.

“Don’t you want to know my name?” the girl asked softly, and I gave her a curious look.

“No, not particularly,” I said in a low voice, my eyes drinking in her sexy little body.

She had big tits, barely covered by the dress she wore. But where the decolletage was daring, the dress reached her knees in a modest length that suggested she wasn’t as comfortable with the whole scenario as she wanted me to believe. I wondered whether her legs were in tights or stockings. It didn’t really make a difference to me. I liked tearing things apart, be it fabric or people.

She shivered at my words and I saw it, the emotion I’d come to know so well.


It was what drove her to my apartment, I was fucking sure of it.

“Do you want a drink?” I asked her, and she shook her head, her gaze glued to mine.

She needed direction. She needed encouragement.

But because I was a sick fucking bastard, I wasn’t going to help her, I was only going to make things worse for her.

“Walk to the window,” I told her simply, and she nearly tripped over her own feet in her effort to obey. “See if you can see my friend on the other side of the street.”

“I-I see her,” she stuttered, and my blood pumped all the way down into my cock.

“Why don’t you give her a little wave,” I growled, watching the blonde wave timidly at Bebe silhouetted in the window.

I smiled to myself and walked to the record player in the corner of the room, putting on some music, watching her nerves loosen ever so slightly.

I walked over to the window, gently placing a palm against the spotless glass. The girl flinched when I approached her, but I didn’t give it a second thought. My eyes were on Nora as I leaned closer to the blonde, my voice a caress against her skin.

“Undress,” I whispered, my fingers finding the zipper on her back, gently tugging it down until it revealed her toned, sexy body.

She shivered under my touch, and the tension in the room grew until it was almost palpable.

She reached up, peeling her dress off her body and exposing herself to my watchful eyes. The dress pooled around her feet.

I glanced at her before looking at Nora.

I’d never thought of how ridiculously close our apartments were. I could see every little movement she made.

I lowered my head against the girl’s skin, my lips brushing against her shoulder ever so slightly. She flinched at the touch.

“Shh,” I told her softly. “It’s okay. It’s going to be okay.”

She relaxed, her shoulders sagging submissively and her whole body leaning against mine. I reached up, my fingers tangling in her light mane of hair until I had them wrapped around her silky strands, barely a shade above white.

I pulled, hard, and her head snapped back, her lips parting in a surprised O and her eyes fearfully finding mine.

“Open your mouth wide,” I said, just as gently as earlier, and she did. “Good little girl.”

My thumb hooked in the corner of her mouth and I opened her up, looking at her pearly white teeth and her little tongue, her mouth gathering spit as she looked up at me with a mix of fear and adoration.

“What a pretty little mouth,” I muttered. “It’s going to look so good once it’s full.”

I pushed her down to her knees unceremoniously, and she tumbled down the rabbit hole.

“What hole is your favorite, darling?” I asked the girl, holding her chin gently between my fingers. “What’s your favorite hole to have filled to the brim?”

“P-Pussy,” she muttered.

“Pussy?” I repeated, my voice sweet like I was talking to a child.

She nodded.

“You want that tight, hot little cunt full of my cum?” I asked her, rougher now. “You want a stranger to fuck you full of his steaming hot jizz? What a nasty little slut you are.”

She blanched at the realization of what she’d said, assuming I was going to fuck her raw.

I always fucked with a condom on.

I couldn’t remember a time when I hadn’t used one.

“Would you like to have your wish come true?” I asked her softly, even though my heart was pounding with panic at the mere thought of it.

“Y-yes,” she whispered. “Please.”

“Please what?”

“Please, sir,” she moaned.

“Please,” she whispered. “Please fuck my pussy, sir. Please fuck it full.”

“Go on,” I urged her, my eyes going up and locking on Nora as I unbuckled my belt.

I fucking loved the metallic sound of the buckle as I undid it, pushing my jeans off but keeping hold of the leather belt just to scare the little slut in front of me.

Nora was staring. She looked angry. Actually, she looked fucking pissed as hell, and I loved it. I loved getting a rise out of her. What I was doing with her felt like insanely long, drawn-out foreplay that could result in the best sex I’d ever had.

That is if I was ever brave enough to let her get close.

“I asked you to come here so my friend across the street could watch,” I said simply. “I want her fucking marinating in her lust until she’s ready to pop like an overblown balloon. Wouldn’t that be fun, little girl?”

She nodded, desperate eyes wanting to do desperate things to have my dick inside her.

I palmed my balls through the fabric of my boxers, right in front of her needy face, and she mewled like the helpless little whore she was.

“Why don’t we put on a little show for her, then?” I asked, and she nodded again, her eyes glazed over with lust. “What a good girl you are. Now come here.”

She crawled closer on her knees and I wrapped my black leather belt around her neck, but not before snapping it threateningly in front of her eyes. Her face was ghostly pale as I wrapped the belt around her slender neck, twisting it in the front and bringing her lips closer to my crotch.

With my free hand, I tugged my boxers down, and the girl breathed in deeply at the sight of my cock. I didn’t give her a chance to change her mind, instead squeezing the belt tighter and entering her mouth as savagely as I dared.

“Open wider,” I barked at her, her teeth grazing my shaft.

She looked up at me, blinking fast, her little face so pretty and desperate.

“Don’t be scared,” I said, more of a warning than it was a consolation. “Come on, wide as you can. Take me in. I know you can fit me in that whore throat of yours. Just open up for me, slut.”

She did, and I groaned as my cock slid deeper down her throat, all the way down. I pushed her back, the heat of her skin fogging up the window. I held the belt in my hands and ordered her to suck without saying a word, my eyes going back to Nora.

Her hands lingered above her tits, obviously wanting to touch.

I picked up my phone from the table beside the window.

My fingers moved across the screen of my phone, and I typed a message to Nora, then looked back at her, waiting for a reaction.

Don’t you fucking dare.

I groaned at the feeling of the girl trying to swallow me.

Nora’s reply came back in seconds.

Come and stop me.

I wanted to fucking kill her, but instead, I sent off another text.

I’m going to make you regret it.

I looked back up in time to see her smirk at her phone and toss it on the bed behind her, her hands roaming down her tanned skin.

I pulled out of the girl’s mouth. She let out a shocked little gasp when I pulled her to her feet and turned her around, that dripping cunt right next to the tip of my dick. I got a condom from my discarded jeans and hurriedly put it on, my cock covered in her spit and latex.

I pushed her against the window and sank my cock balls deep inside her and she howled at the sensation. But before she could come, I pulled right out of her, my coated dick dripping.

“I’m sorry, darling, but this is going to hurt,” I told her gently, not giving her a chance to respond and plunging my whole length inside her asshole.

She cried out and I looked to stare at Nora while I fucked her virgin hole. She had told me she hadn’t had anything but a plug inside her, and I’d promised not to take it myself. But what the hell, it wasn’t the first promise I’d broken, and that tight little ass felt too good to stop now.

I fucked the girl until her mewls and moans turned into sexy little sobs, my eyes always on Nora, taunting her. She was touching herself, even though I’d told her not to, and I badly wanted to fucking hurt her.

“Don’t come,” the girl begged me. “Please don’t come, I want it in my pussy, please, I’m on the pill, I promise...”

“Shut the fuck up,” I growled at her, tightening my grip on the belt around her neck and making her gargle on her own spit. “Be a good whore. Good whores just moan, they don’t want.”

I felt myself getting close with her tight ass around me, her sobs edging me. But my eyes were always on Nora, on her furious expression and her fingers toying with what should have been mine.

“Come for me,” I ordered the girl, and she let go, coming apart on my dick like it was the only thing she could do.

When she came with a cry, I pulled out of her.

My phone rang.

“Hello, Lenora,” I muttered, picking it up.

“X,” she breathed.

“Yes, sweetie?” I asked, watching her desperate fingers fucking my pussy while my own palmed my dick. “Is there something you wanted?”

“I-I...” she stuttered. “Please,” she begged.

I knew what she wanted, but she was a fool if she thought I’d give it to her after deliberately disobeying me.

I grinned at her before giving her my answer.

“No,” I said firmly.

She seemed surprised, glaring at me through the window and being stubbornly quiet.

She spoke up. “It’s not fair.”

“Please, X,” she begged desperately. “Please! I’ll do anything.”

“No,” I finally decided. “I told you not to play. If you want treats, you better learn to fucking follow orders.”

“X!” she cried out, her little fist banging against the window.

“I think,” I went on, “what you really want is to just watch me fucking her.”

“No,” she begged.

“And wishing it was you,” I added.

“NO!” she hissed.

“Learn to fucking follow orders, sweetheart,” I told her. “Because I only fuck good girls who do.”

I cut the call and turned to look at the girl.

“Right,” I said pleasantly. “Wipe your tears off and get that sweet cunt ready for me.”

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