Extension December 2022 Drabble #2

Happy new year! I hope you all have a fabulous one and this story will help with brightening that first day up :)

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Hanzo/Cassidy – aneki!Hanzo; femdom; ruined orgasm – Hanzo is a bitch and then some... she's got Cassidy on the shortest leash imaginable but of course he loves it.

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“You will… you will not stop until I tell you so,” Hanzo hisses breathlessly into the mirror, her eyes fixed on Cassidy’s flushed face and the glassy sheen of his eyes. He’s been huffing and puffing just a few scant minutes into ‘assisting’ her, his thick fingers holding on to her hips for dear life.

He will leave dark bruises, that much she is sure of. She doesn’t tell him off for it… not yet. It will be a good reason to punish him at a later date and get her fingers on his cock again. His stupid, fat cock that spreads her open so wide she could swear she can feel every single thick vein pulsing along his shaft.

In the beginning, Cassidy had been humping her desperately like the mutt he is but soon lost his steam, sweat glistening on his face as he rams his hips against Hanzo’s ass in long-winded, hard thrusts. The resulting slap of skin on skin is loud enough to echo through the bathroom and push little grunts out of her.

She hates that he has this dumb, big dick that she can’t get enough of. This idiot with his broad, sensual mouth and the sloppy drawl that always flows from it like molasses. He can’t even fuck properly and yet here she is, biting into her knuckle hard enough to almost split the skin because every time he pumps his massive cock into her like an old, rattling engine, the broad crown kisses up against Hanzo’s cervix and has stars explode in front of her eyes while a deep, sharp pain zings through her womb.

Hanzo hates, hates, hates how much she has gotten addicted to that feeling. Whenever he pulls out, her cunt so desperately clings to his dick that it feels like he’s going to pull her insides out. Her body should have long since gotten used to the stretch and the filling, but no… no, it’s a rush time and time again when he pushes that stupid crown against her pussy and starts to put pressure behind it like the oaf he is until her body has no chance but to capitulate and spread open… and open… and open to let him pop inside.

“L-Lady Shim- m- mada- I have to-” he stutters.

Hanzo’s eyes fly open (when had she closed them?) and she fixes him with the sharpest glare she can muster while she is actively fighting against drooling every time he rams his big dick inside her.

“You will not dare to come before I tell you I am satisfied,” she hisses with a trembling voice. She braces her hands against the bathroom counter and pushes herself up despite her elbows really, really wanting to give in. Tits swinging precariously in her dress now that they aren’t pressed against the edge of the sink. “You will service me until I tell you you can stop.”

Her insides are already hot and loose and liquid-y feeling but now she fights against her own orgasm simply out of spite.

The negotiations won’t continue until she sits back down at that table; she can take however long she wants to take. And if she wishes to get railed in the bathroom and her insides pumped full with his inferior sperm so it may drip out of her as she sits back down with his father’s associates… then so be it.

They will wait – as will this bumbling idiot who whines like the mutt he is, his face becoming an even darker shade of red.

Hanzo can feel his cock flexing inside of her. She hates how strong and sturdy his dick feels, pressing into her walls and pulsing fast in time with his heartbeat. God, she hates everything about this. Yes, hates, hates… h-hates-

Cassidy has started up with his thrusts again. Faster, this time, leaning over her slim back as he rails her with short, fast humps, thick pearls of sweat now on his forehead. He’s baring his crooked teeth into the mirror and tries so hard to make her cum on his dick while holding on to his own orgasm with sheer will and desperation.

He’s so much taller than her yet he’s afraid of what the consequences of his disobedience might be… as well he should. Hanzo enjoys his fear. How, despite always being this close to rolling on his back and pissing himself, he can’t help but step out of line… like ogling her tits during an important meeting instead of keeping an eye on her business partners to make sure nobody is putting anything into her drinks or somesuch.

Oh, this dirty, nasty American with his dirty, nasty thoughts-

Hanzo’s eyes fly open and her mouth becomes a perfect, red ‘o’ of surprise as Cassidy suddenly gets the courage from somewhere and reaches around her hips, fumbling for her clit in a last ditch effort to make her come before he does.

His fingertips are big and rough, callouses tugging on her swollen nub and sending zings of pleasure pain through her system. They mingle with the feeling of his fat cock inside her, making her hips feel like they’re about to be ripped apart simply because his dick is so meaty and spreading her so wide-

“You- im-b-becile- h-how- dare- y-you-” Hanzo can’t help but stutter, his thrusts are rattling her enough to make her teeth click together. He fucks her like a man possessed. He looks like a demon in the reflection of the glass, his eyes wide and crazy. She’s driving this man to the brink of insanity with her pussy.

His fingers are brutish on her clit, rubbing far too hard and fast but forcing her toward the edge anyway. Cassidy wants her to come so badly, he’s ready to force her into it if she wants to or not.

Hanzo digs her teeth into her lower lip, her back arching like a cat’s as she quite literally stems herself against the rising tide and fighting against the orgasm clawing at the edges of her consciousness. Her lower stomach feels filled with magma. She feels… receptive; dribbles of piss running down her thigh.

This oaf is breeding her like a mutt. Fast, hard thrusts of his hips, driving his cock deep into her again and again, dick flexing and spasming like it’s in the throes of death. She won’t let him win, though. She won’t. Hanzo has never been bested by a man and she sure as Hell won’t let a dirty American be the first one.

She will make him shoot his load before her so she can grab him by his shaggy, unwashed hair and push his face into the mess he’s made like the disgusting, untrained dog he is.

A d-disgusting m-mutt with broad shoulders and a h-hairy chest and th-thick thighs and a big, fat c-cock that she’s dreaming about every… every night-

Hanzo almost screeches in anger when she feels the first contractions of an orgasm. She knows she can’t hold it in now. There’s just no way to make it stop once it starts, her pussy spasming and clutching hard at Cassidy’s cock. She is hitting her fist against the bathroom counter but the pain from that can’t reach anywhere near as deep as her orgasm traveling into her and reaching into every fiber of her body.

She’s never come so hard. She can feel her womb as it contracts from the intensity of the orgasm. Hanzo’s tongue is lolling out; she is drooling. She tries to take a hold of herself but it is all too late – Cassidy can feel how hard he’s made her come. He’s breathing like he’s about to keel over, his cock a hot fat line right to her cervix. Every time it twitches, her own spasms renew and she hits the counter with her fists like a child having a temper tantrum.

And yet through it all, the sound of his low, relieved groan penetrates the fog in her head.

Hanzo can barely feel her limbs but spite (and being a really sore loser) has her move despite that. Her heel finds his foot without a fail and while in her current position she can’t put any real force behind it (lucky for his toes, probably), it is enough to make him feel the pain just after pumping his first, hot ribbon of cum into her.

She can feel it. The wet heat deep inside her, his cock spasming desperately.

His sigh of relief comes to an abrupt, choking halt. In the mirror, through a veil of involuntary tears, she can see Cassidy’s red face contorting as the pleasure of his orgasm is abruptly cut short.

He attempts to pull his foot from beneath her heel but Hanzo is strong and she is determined.

While his big, dumb dick is still twitching and pumping out his hot load, she can see in his desperate, twisted face that she’s thoroughly ruined that enjoyment for him.

When he turns his puppy dog gaze at her with a ‘why would you do that?!’ expression, Hanzo just slowly grins back at him and mouths ‘dirty dog’.