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The hand gripped around my throat, holding my head down as the other strong hand of the man above me held my wrists above my head. My joints screamed with the position, but the pain felt so good.
"Given up trying to fight back?" The robot growls, leaning further down than he already had before. Our faces were centimeters apart. "Finally going to let me take lead?"
"Never." I sputter defiantly, kicking at the stomach of this being.
We had agreed to this. Make it a game, make it fun for both of us. He had asked for the fighting, and I had requested the roleplay non-con.
"Your futile attempts to remove me have proven fruitless." He tightens his hand around my throat, the feeling enough to make me moan quietly. "Pathetic little shadow."
"P-please stop. Get- Off-!" I add to the statement by shoving his stomach away with both my feet, but all I do is slip down his metal body.
"You're so weak... You'll take me well." He purrs, removing his hand from my neck.
"W-what do you mean by- No, no please stop!" I start, reduced to begging when he starts to stroke me. Every movement was calculated, delicate, yet giving just enough friction to feel something. "Shit- O-outside of the roleplay, please don't fucking stop, holy shit."
"Such a desperate little toy." He says in a condescending tone. "Moaning at my touch. You're just begging to be filled."
"Please, please stop. Get off-!" I try to kick at him again, but he just grabs my ankle and lifts it away, twisting my lower body until my ass was presented to him. "No, no!"
"You're enjoying it." He growls, steam puffing out from his neck. "You can't even deny it."
My leg was starting to hurt. But it just made me feel even more exhilarated. Especially when I felt something slick and silicone rub against my entrance. I let out a small cry of surprise at the feeling, getting a chuckle in response.
"C'mon, Raven. You know you want it." The robot coos. I look down to see what he was packing, and it hurt just looking at the thing.
He was massive, long and thick, the entire thing a softly glowing silicone the same colours as his firey mohawk. I wanted nothing else but for him to destroy me with that.
"I-if you want to stop the roleplay and just fuck me, let me know." I mutter, probably too quiet for him to hear.
"Is that what you want?" He asks in return. "Because you can just say so."
"I-I- How did you hear that?"
"Answer me, pet." He moves the hand on my wrists down to my forehead, forcefully pushing my head back so I'm looking him in the eyes.
"Y-yes. That's what I w-want." I gasp, hearing a deep chuckle as he removes his hand from my head. I try my best to hide my thoughts on the noise, but my body has other ideas.
"Those wisps on your head..." He starts, reaching out for them. "... Are they tangible?"
"You can grab them- Yes."
"Interesting..." He gently wraps one around his finger before letting it go. "... I like it."
The hand on my head moves to my shoulder, and the other holds my hip as he leans down. Shit, is he going to kiss me?
Then he flips me over, onto my stomach, tightly grabbing the wisps coming from my head and pulling so I can't bury my face in the pillow. "Because I can do this. And you can't do anything about it."
Shit, that hurt. It was like getting your hair pulled, but I just wanted him to pull tighter. He didn't seem to notice this, instead using his free hand to make sure that my legs were spread apart.
"Still remember the safeword?" He questions.
"Yeah. Nitric."
"Good. Say it if I hurt you too much."
"Not just if you hurt me?"
"I've been hurting you nearly the entire time. You would have said something by now if it bothered you."
And with his last statement, he lifted my ass to be level with his hips, which was almost high enough that I had to be on my feet, he is so damn tall.
"A-and how do you know that I was in pain?"
"Your dick twitched whenever I started something that could cause pain. Would you like to be prepared?"
"No, just fuck me. I'm literally just laying on my chest because of how fucking tall-" I start complaining, silenced by a soft graze to my cock. His touch was feather-light, barely there. But fuck, did it feel good.
"Be aware, you will be hurt then."
"Good. I l-like pain." I snap back, only to receive a hand to the neck, pinning me down again.
"Are you going to keep being bratty? Or will you take it without any problems like the little slut you are?"
"Which would you prefer?" I try to turn my head to look back at him, but his hand on my neck is keeping me still.
"You'll be a mess once I'm inside you, so it won't be a problem either way." He starts to tease my ass with his cock again, and I groan quietly. "What was that?"
"I want you to fuck me. That's what." I try again to turn my head and look at him, but he tightens his hold this time. Enough to almost crush bone. But fuck, I was trembling. The pain just made me more desperate for him.
"Finally starting to break, brat?" The robot growls, seeming to prepare himself to thrust in. "Good."
And then he was in. Fuck, he hurt. The way his cock dug into my guts with how big he was, and the way he stretched me further than I've even explored myself. He was fucking massive, I was scared that he'd tear me open. But the thought of him breaking me and still fucking me made the moan that was drawn from my lips even louder.
"You scream so beautifully... Your panting as you try to recover. Your trembling, the way I have to hold you up. You've already given up on keeping yourself up for me." He removes his hand from my neck, gently moving it across my back. The hand stopped as he reached my hip, holding me up with both hands now.
"Little hard to... To stay up when... Fuck, when you're being impaled." I argue. "And that's kind of what you're doing to me."
"You can still speak. Good. You'll still be able to tell me if it's too much." He seems please with this, letting his hips roll into me almost idly. Even the small movements were leaving me wincing and breathing heavily. At least he didn't have any weird details that would make it hurt more. "Is it already too much?"
"No. N-no, just need time to... Adjust." I pant, feeling a gentle hand on my own. I look over and see his hand laying there. Reassuring me.
"If it's too much, tell me. I don't want to hurt you." He sounds so kind. The complete opposite of what he looks like.
He let's me adjust for as long as I need, surprisingly. Most guys would get impatient after the first thirty seconds. But he waited minutes for me.
"Okay. You can start moving." I finally say after I think I've let myself get used to it enough.
"One hundred percent sure?"
"Yes."
"Had to make sure."
I make sure to relax my body as he starts to pull himself out of me. He goes slow enough to not hurt me, but fast enough to make sure I still feel good. And fuck, is it working.
"Just let me know if you're ever ready for me to go faster."
I wanted to tell him to ravage me, break me, fuck me like a sex toy. But he would probably be worried about it so quickly.
"F-faster." I pant, moaning louder as he gets an incriment faster than earlier. "Harder, please, be rough with me."
"Are you sure?"
"I want it to hurt." I look back at him, eyes half-lidded already. "Just ravage me."
"Are... Are you sure? I forget my own strength a lot of the time."
"Renzo, I'm a literal being made of shadow. I don't have bones to break."
"I'm still worried, Raven. But if you wish to be my prey, I will follow your request."
"Please."
"Alright. Hold on tight."
I tried my best to keep myself relaxed, but the way he could move so fast and rough made it hard to concentrate. He moved with machine-like efficiency, thrusting deep and hard into me, then pulling out almost all the way, and repeat. Every breath I could take was ripped from me in the next second. I swear, I was going to rip my pillowcase as I buried my face into it.
"You feel so fucking tight." The robot growls. "Not as tight as a virgin, but you'll still do. You like getting this ass destroyed by any random man you find, don't you?"
I couldn't respond, could barely process his words.
"I bet you do. Every man you see, you imagine railing you half as good as I do, don't you?"
But every word, every syllable, every letter was so fucking hot.
"I bet you wouldn't fight back if I tied you up. Made you my toy to use whenever I get angry."
If he kept talking like this, I was going to cum.
"Maybe I'd treat you like a dog. Keep you on a leash."
Fuck, he was so hot. I couldn't stop myself from nearly screaming into the pillow as I came, dirtying the bedsheets. Everything was becoming too much.
"Such a fucking slut. Can't keep your legs closed, and would cum just from dirty talk."
I bury my face deeper into the pillow, now realizing how much the bed is moving. But the faint sounds of panting from him made me hopeful.
"I'm getting close, slut." He warns. "But I'm not giving you a fucking option on if you want this in you or not."
I nod a little, barely able to respond otherwise. I was definitely going to have a bruised ass.
"Unless you want me to make you beg."
The pillow I was gripping suddenly was ripped away, my cries were now out for the world to hear. I was probably going to get a noise complaint.
"You don't seem to be protesting, and your cries sound so pretty... I could cum to you moaning for me on its own."
I wanted to beg for him, beg for him to fill me, stuff me, make me leak his seed.
"F-fuck. I'm g0ing 7o-" His voice glitched and I felt a warm, smooth fluid fill me deep inside. It felt good.
He pulls out, and let's me collapse on the bed. His vents were working overtime, but soon I didn't hear them. I turned my head around to look and...
He was gone.
"I'm sorry, you what?" Cyprus asks, taking another bite of their French toast.
"It was just a guy named Renzo. Nothing bad, right?" Raven responded with a shrug.
"Raven. Do you mean Lorenzo or Renzo?" Cyprus questions, making Raven confused. "Human or robot?"
"Renzo, robot. Why?"
"... Raven... That's the Destroyer."
"No, it can't be."
"There is ONE Renzo on the Island. You hooked up with the Destroyer."
"He left me without aftercare. Or even snuggles." Raven mutters, still disappointed with that.
"You're so fucking stupid."