’ She was ready for this just to be done with. ‘Look, I don’t love you and you don’t love me.’ After taking a breath she went on. ‘This ha... gone on too long as it is. Yeah, we are good in bed together–‘ Cutting her off he added, ‘And on the floor, and kitchen table — oh, and the park bench.’ She let out a frustrated breath. ‘Okay, Devin, point is: I need more than just a good fucking out of a relationship.’ ‘Why?’ He was so lucky that they were having this talk over the phone because if it was. She reminded me so much of Roz from Monsters Inc., with a gravelly voice to match. Ecosexual was bad enough, but I seriously thought she would be an eco-badass over compostgasm and vegisexual, irrespective of whether they were hyphenated or not.But, after the article had been well received, she said, “I know what you did Natasha. You are good, very good in fact. But take it from me, to avoid being eaten in piranha infested waters you must become a piranha.”“Your point is?”“That often, most. “You’re nothing more than a slut to me. Now get on your knees and suck me”Unable to disobey, the look of terror became evident on her face. She was a virgin still; he knew that, the taste of her blood gave it away. He wasn’t going to tell her that he knew though, not yet anyway, where would the thrill be in that? Releasing his grip, she slid down onto the floor, kneeling in front of this beast of a man, tears ran down her cheeks but unable to scream out her anguish or run away from him, she had. I cried out as the pain and pleasure mingled, as I relished finally been made love to by this guy I had worshipped for so long.He rocked in and out for a few minutes pumping me as his arousal built. "You're mine now queer boy" he said "you're my girlfriend slave"."God, please yes" I cried "fuck me please you can do anything to me".I was totally subservient to him, I wanted him just to screw me, abuse me, and fuck me until I screamed. He pumped and pumped until he was fully inside me.The bed.