Choker

As I wiped away his tears with a leather belt
He snatched it from my hands.
In one switch-blade swift motion, I was bent over with the belt fastened slipknot, noose style
Around my neck.
Gently, my hair was untucked.
He loves my hair.

I dared not move, ruin the moment.
Mounting me, he coiled the belt tail round his fingers thrice.
It was all a game.
He entered me and pulled his hand back
Til I coughed.
I felt him in my lungs.

Sputtering- he pounded and thrusted and told me he was going to tattoo his name on my ass.
I let it happen.
I bet the tears were running the fuck away like the bitches they are.
I felt him splitting me in two, and I couldn't scream.

Slapping my ass red, he coiled the belt tail round his digits a fourth time.
He drove into me faster and harder with a girth like a stripper pole.
I'd not dare try to speak, not ruin his moment.
My head cocked back like a swan in midst of an exorcism, I only gagged.

I wished that I had wiped his tears with satin panties, or a feather boa.
I hadn't enough breath left to gag, and I felt myself sit back against his brutal fuck.
Tearing my pussy.
My eyelids got heavy.
I dared not move.