[STORY] THE X-FAMILY (Episode 42)

Episode 42.

Octavia watched as he walked out of the room, slamming the door shut.

She took in a deep breath and decided to take a seat – on the bed. Not the couch.

She was scared of doing anything that’d make Becca barge in and start yelling at her

But thinking about it; why did Khalid really save her from Becca’s wrath? She’s looked around to see what she did to deserve it, but still couldn’t find any.

Or… could it be because she saved his life? Was that possibly the reason?

Well… Maybe it was. Because that was the only explanation she could place her finger on.

She placed her head on her legs, feeling a little tired.

The darkness was already taking over the atmosphere and as a result, it made her so dizzy.

She was there – alone for a long time and was almost dozing off when she heard the door open and in a little panic, she lifted her had from her leg to have a look.

As expected, it was Khalid.

He was holding a tobacco pipe with him an took several drags as he walked in.

“Take off your clothes and get on the bed” he spoke in an unruffled tone, like it was the most normal thing to do.

The dizziness Octavia felt a while ago quickly got replaced with anxiety as she stood up immediately and started undressing, not wanting to get into further trouble.

She took off her shirt, then her short, and left with her underthings, she took them off as well and finally, she was stark n@ked.

Khalid was standing in front of the wardrobe, trying to bring something out. And sluggishly, Octavia walked to the bed and laid on it, facing the ceiling.

Her hands were shaking beside her as she felt so exposed, too exposed.

“Lay on your tummy” Khalid’s cold voice came and she winced a little.
On her tummy?

Slowly, she turned around and did as she said, giving him her back. Well, perhaps this was better as she wouldn’t get to see his face when he hurts her.

A long time passed without him touching her, but hell no; it wasn’t going to be her lucky day as finally, she felt him come up behind her on the bed.

She shook a little when his cold hand touched her back and she could feel it; he was n@ked.

She gripped the sheets and closed her eyes tight, getting ready for the worst.

Khalid held her legs and pushed them apart, opening them wide enough so he could kneel in. And achieving the postion he wanted, he brought his d*** to the entrance of her pot and Octavia felt chill waves rush down her spine.

It was feeling so strong and well erected and she didn’t need anyone to tell her he was really hard and horny.

“Mmh” she muffled against the pillows when he finally dipped himself into her.

Her lungs suddenly became dry and she shifted uncomfortably, trying to adjust to the discomfort, the slight pains the deep penetration was causing.

Oh! He was just too big for her; too big, and forcing he to take his full length was really hurting. Although, the pains wasn’t as severe as the other nights.

He pulled out to the tip and went into her again and she let out another muffled cry.

The burning sensation was beginning to take over again; that hurting feeling that made her feel he was seriously bruising her v@gina.

He pulled out to the tip again and plunged deeper into her again with a mightier force and this time around, she forgot all about muffling her cries as she lifted her head from the pillow and groaned.

Having enough of the process, Khalid leaned forward and started thrusting into her, pulling out to the tip before going back right in – all the way to the hilt.

Octavia sniffed as she returned her head to the pillow and continued muffling. At least, the pains had reduced a bit and this time around, she felt something else – that same thing that was always mixed with the pains.

She felt caged by him; clouded and felt all she could do was whimper beneath him.

He increased his pace, still maintaining the deep thrusts and the little pleasure Octavia felt was beginning to die down.

She could feel her @ss bouncing as his thighs pushed them at intervals during the thrusts and just when she was about lifting her head from the pillow to cry out, he pulled out of her and she found herself releasing a long breath she never knew she held.

Oh God!

“Don’t move” he said icily and left the bed.

Octavia’s heart skipped again. Don’t move? But why? Wasn’t he done with her already?

Oh! Of course, it was too soon. She had known she was going to be in serious sh*t when he had told he was going to punish her himself.

She heard his footsteps but didn’t know where he went. But she was sure he didn’t leave the room.

She breathed heavily as she maintained her position, trying her best not to move.

Her head was still resting on the pillow and somehow, she felt thankful for the little break. At least, it was giving her enough time to heal the hurts from her v@gjna.

Her tension was beginning to die down; her mind becoming more still. And just when she was feeling so relaxed, she heard his footsteps again, towards the bed.

She panicked, dreading the moment once more.

Oh! Of course, was she expecting he’d just let her lie on the bed till she falls asleep and wakes up the next morning?

She felt him climb the bed and take his usual position behind her, and once again, she felt him moving his d**k. But this time around, he wasn’t moving it towards the usual spot. He was moving it to her….

Khalid grunted in approval when he found the tiny hole he wanted and with a strong force, he pushed it in.

“Argh!!” Octavia didn’t realize she was screaming as she lifted her head from the pillow.

Oh God! What was he doing to her? He was making use of her @sshole.

“No… Please” she whimpered painfully, her head falling back on the pillow.

It was so painful as the tiny hole stretched, trying to accommodate the bigger size.

Khalid pulled out to the tip and went into her again and this time around, Octavia tried pushing him off from the back, but couldn’t.

“Oh!!” She cried out, tears burning the back of her eyes.

That was the first time she was having an@l and she never expected it to be that painful.

She wavered fearfully as her hands continued gripping the sheets and earnestly, Khalid started pounding into her.

He got hold of her hair and yanked it so hard, she let out another cry.

He was going so fast into her, so fast and deep, she felt she might never make use of that place ever again.

Her soft cries filled the room and after a while, Khalid paused and made her stay on her knees instead.

She used her hands for support as well, whimperingly, as he continued thrusting into her.

“It hurts…it hurts” she said indistinctively , her tummy beginning to hurt already.

“Oh…;

Khalid held her hair and push it forward so she rests It on the pillow. It didn’t alter his steady thrusts- no. And Octavia wondered how he could multi task effortlessly.

Finally, he pulled out of her and pushed her to lie back on her tummy before leaving the bed.

“Don’t move” he said icily as he walked away.
To Be Continued… . . .