12:00

He pushed me down on the bed, telling me what a slut I was and how he didn't care about me; how he was just going to use me as a receptacle for his cum. Was he trying to beat me at my own game? There was nothing gentle about his actions. It even hurt a little, but I didn't mind. I could handle it. He entered me hard and rough, ramming me with his cock; all the while calling me every disgusting name in the book. I wrapped one leg around his neck, begging him to punish me for the slut I am. I began to whimper and moan as he took me there. I could barely catch my breath. My heart beat was so accelerated, the bed rocking furiously, the ooohs and aaahs of pleasure, and him letting out a yell so loud upon climaxing, it was all so surreal. And then, the calm. It was 12:15 and we only had about 20 minutes to get ready and head to the lounge uptown for 1AM. My phone rang; it was her...