The Twisted Obsession
Chapter 183: Doll

Chapter 183: Doll

Abby was confused why he was referring to himself as Alfonso, as if he was another person knowing it was just an alias, but she couldn’t voice her thoughts. With each forceful snap of his hips, he seemed to knock the air right out of her lungs, leaving her struggling to breathe.

The room was filled with the sounds of their bodies colliding, mingling with Abby’s helpless cries and his grunts and moans. Tears welled up in her eyes from the sheer intensity of it all, not from pain but from the overwhelming pressure building in her abdomen.

Remo pulled her up, guiding her hands behind her back as her body arched in response. His teeth sank into her shoulder, muffling her cries of pleasure with each powerful thrust.

"How does it feel, doll?" His fingers tangled in her hair, his nails grazing her scalp. "Use your voice, come on now. Or you can’t even speak at all anymore?"

"So —good, hurts —so good," Abby managed to gasp out between breaths. Her tongue stumbled over the words as she arched her back, surrendering to the pleasure despite the ache.

He chuckled wickedly. "You belong to me. Mine to use and pleasure as I see fit. Mine to mark, mine to punish. Do you understand?" He drove into her forcefully, eliciting a moan that verged on a whimper. The pain mingled with pleasure, intensifying the sensations coursing through her.

"Are you going to cum?" he inquired, his thrusts unyielding. She felt as though he might rend her apart.

"Will my sweet girl cum?"

"Yes," she gasped, teetering on the edge of release from the overwhelming arousal.

"Yes, I’m about to-"

"You don’t know if you’re permitted to cum yet," Remo said

"In fact, you are forbidden until I grant permission, understood? If you cum without my permission , there will be consequences."

"Alright," she almost whined, uncertain how she would manage it. "But-"

"I can’t-" she blurted out in a muffled voice, already feeling the tension in her stomach mounting. "Remo, I-"

"You have to," he murmured, his words vibrating against her skin, only heightening her arousal. "Or you’ll be in even more trouble."

A series of whimpers, whines, and bitten-back groans escaped her, her mind spinning as she fought desperately not to climax. He was hitting her favorite spot each sensation bringing her closer to the edge of insanity.

"Please-" she was almost crying now from frustration. "Remo, I can’t, please-"

Abby struggled to voice out her desires, overwhelmed by the intensity of the pleasure coursing through her. "What was that?" he growled, . "Speak up, Abby, I can’t hear you."

"I want... to cum..." she managed to gasp out, her words barely audible.

He held both hands behind her back with one hand, while the other forced her mouth open as he inserted two fingers inside. Saliva pooled in her mouth as he pressed down on her tongue, rendering her speechless. In that moment, she realized he had completely dominated her, reducing her to nothing more than a whimpering mess.

"Say it again," he demanded, his voice low and commanding in her ear. "Beg for it. Beg for what you want."

Unable to form coherent words with his fingers in her mouth, she attempted to vocalize her desperation. "Please... please... please," she whimpered, each plea accompanied by a tightening sensation in her core.

He bounced Abby against him, withdrawing his hand from her mouth to explore the space between her legs. His fingers deftly located her sensitive nerves, flicking against them with rapid precision. Abby emitted a startled shriek, her muscles constricting around his length in response to the overwhelming sensation.

Leaning close to her ear, his breath hot against her skin, he matched his broken breaths with the rhythm of his hips slapping against her. "Show me how much you love taking my cock like this, darling," he rasped, his voice husky with desire. "You can cum now..."

With a pinch at her clit, Abby cried out, her body convulsing with the force of her orgasm. Remo relentlessly drove into her, shouting profanities as he thrust with relentless vigor. Without allowing her a moment to recover, he withdrew from her, swiftly turning her around to face him.

Roughly grabbing her trembling thighs and wrapping them around him, along with her arms, he aligned himself once more and thrust back into her. Abby’s jaw hung slack as she gasped and yelped, her throat feeling raw and useless. Her eyes struggled to focus on him as he supported her against the headboard, using it as leverage to pin her in place.

His face was flushed with pleasure, his lips swollen and parted as moans escaped his throat. With hooded eyes fixed on her face, he reveled in the sensation of her body against his, knowing she was utterly helpless in his grasp.

The aftermath of Abby’s climax left her trembling, her body overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through her. Remo’s thrusts continued, slipping into her with a wet, vulgar sound, each movement sending aftershocks of pleasure rippling through her. His forehead was dotted with sweat, his chest muscles twitching with exertion as he drove into her with increasing force.

With a tight grip on her jaw, he captured her mouth in a fervent kiss, his own moans and grunts mixing with hers in the heated exchange. Pinned against the headboard, Abby felt as though she was being consumed by him. Another wave of pleasure crashed over her, threatening to drown her in ecstasy

The previous orgasm had rocked her, but this one consumed her entirely. She sobbed uncontrollably as the waves of pleasure washed over her, unable to contain the overwhelming sensation.

Remo’s curls clung to his forehead as he pressed against her, his breath coming in ragged gasps against her skin. Abby could feel the tension building within him, his movements growing more erratic as he chased his own release.

His grip tightened around her neck, a desperate attempt to anchor himself as he thrust into her with increasing urgency. With a loud grunt, he reached his peak, his body convulsing with the force of his orgasm.

As he collapsed against her, spent and trembling, Abby couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction, knowing she’d brought him to the brink of ecstasy.