Twisted

"W-why do you want me?! Just leave me alone!"

"I cannot. You have something I need. Something I crave that no other woman can fulfill." his eyes grow dark. "Its stronger than any drug. I want you all the fucking time. Every fucking second of the day. It's fucking torture." There's genuine anguish within his eyes.

"Do you want to hurt me, " my voice is low, scared.

"Yes." At my horrified expression he amends. "But I want to give you pleasure."

I swallow gaining some bravery. "How?" His smile was a mixture of lust and something dark that danced outside of my comprehension as he began removing my panties...