Page 35 of Unhinged Cain

“Don’t say his name. Never say his name again. You’re mine now. Do you understand me?” I practically growled into her ear, and goosebumps rose on her body.

I loosened my grip just enough not to kill her, but my hand was shaking with the urge to teach her the ultimate lesson. “Say you understand? Say you’re mine, Sunshine.”

She moaned loudly as I thrust harder and faster into her pussy. Despite being unbelievably wet, she was like a fucking vise on my cock.

“Say it,” I ordered into her ear as the bed began to shake back and forth hard.

I wanted Peter to wake up and see this, see me taking what was mine and giving me the opening to kill him, but it didn’t matter how hard the bed shook. He never blinked.

“I’mmm…yours,” she slurred out.

Hearing her say that calmed the anger enough that the urge to end her subsided. “Fuck, you feel good, Sunshine. You have a nice tight hole.”

My teeth latched onto the sensitive edge of her ear as I stopped holding back and pummeled her pussy as hard as I could.

“Oh. Oh. Oh,” she moaned with each thrust. With a deep moan, her body jerked beneath mine a moment before her pussy clamped down hard around my cock. What felt like a flood of warm wetness coated my cock as her body came all over me.

“That’s right, Sunshine, you only come for me now,” I groaned and then had to push up out of her fast as I felt my own orgasm begin. Kneeling behind Kirby, I grabbed my cock and stroked it so fast and hard that the sound of slapping was still loud.

“Uhhh,” I groaned out as my come shot from my cock and landed all over her ass.

Each stroke brought out more of my orgasm. It was like I’d never had sex before.

“Fuck yes,” I said as the last of my release landed on her leg.

Using the tip of my cock I spanked her bare ass and loved that she continued to moan and wiggle like she was starved for more. I looked over at Peter, who was still obliviously passed out.

“Can’t satisfy her, can you? Well, you don’t have to worry anymore. I’m going to be fucking her from now on. At least until I’m tired of her and end her.”

Kirby mumbled something, and then her breathing deepened as she fully passed out once more. Standing, I was tempted to wait around until I could go for a second time, but with the orgasm came a little clarity, which meant I was already pushing more limits than I should have. I had to admit it was worth it, though. Settled with my decision, I stuffed my cock back into my pants and zipped up.

My lip curled up as a thought occurred to me. Marching into the bathroom, I searched all the drawers until I found what I was after and pulled out the tube of lube. The next stop was the kitchen, and I hunted around in the fridge until I found what I needed. Making my way back to the bedroom, I found the pair in the exact same positions I’d left them. Holding my treasure up, I squeezed a large dose of lube on the end of the thick cucumber.

I gripped the top of Peter’s boxers and smirked as I pulled them down enough to expose his asshole. This was a win, win. If he woke up, I’d get to kill him, and if he remained asleep…I’d get to laugh for days to come. Holding back the snicker, I took a bite out of the end of the cucumber and put the piece in my pocket. Positioning my green weapon into the proper spot, I jammed it in a solid foot without any prep and prayed that the fucker woke up. Instead, he groaned loudly and then shuddered, his body spasming as he came.

“Unbelievable,” I muttered as Peter’s body bounced around on the bed as his hips continued to flex and release around the large cucumber. “You like it that much you get to wake up like that.”

I stuffed it in a little further and then let go. Not what I’d planned, but I was sure it would be one interesting conversation in the morning. I swiped Peter’s phone off the nightstand and used his finger to unlock it, but I was surprised he hadn’t used his dick when I saw his photo history. I liked my cock just fine, but I didn’t have a thousand pictures of it on my phone.

“You’re an interesting kind of asshole, Peter,” I mumbled as I searched his contacts, texts, and emails. “Well, isn’t this curious,” I said and made sure to take screenshots of all that was usable or important.

Done. I snapped a shot of the cucumber in his ass and saved it as the home screen on his phone, and then to add salt to the wound, I spent a few extra minutes changing every person in his contacts to the same image. No matter who called him next, that photo was going to come up. The thought made me grin, something that I don’t often do. Tossing the phone on the bed, I quietly scooted around the bed.

“I guess this is it for now, Sunshine,” I said. “I hope that every time you move when you wake up, you still feel my cock inside you.”

I took the piece of cucumber out of my pocket and nipped the end off so it matched the size of Kirby’s mouth before placing it on the pillow beside her head. This may actually have worked out better than I could’ve planned.

Heading to the door, I paused when I reached the opening and drummed my fingers on the knife. It felt comforting as I touched it.

“Remember, Kirby, you’re mine now, and you better not forget it.” I smiled as I backed out into the hallway. “Or the next lesson won’t be as much fun for you.

KIRBY

There are some things in life you wish you could unsee and others you wish you could remember, but to the best of my knowledge, I’d never experienced both conundrums in the same breath. That managed to happen this morning. My head felt like it was going to split into two, I had a wildly erotic dream about the guy with the Joker tattoo, and I still had no words for the fucked-up argument that ensued when Peter woke up screaming, ‘get it out of my ass.’ Words I can honestly say I never thought I’d wake up to, let alone hear from him.

“Are you not enjoying the cucumber salad, Peter?” Mrs. Cunningham said.

I choked on the mouthful of salad I was swallowing, and Peter glared at me. His sister-in-law, Michelle, patted my back until I dislodged the stuck piece of vegetable. Thanks for helping Peter.