He backhanded her on the cheek, hard. To vindicate his lackeys or just by plain stupidity he didn't know. But the latter was more likely.
It rang through many layers of silence, only to end in the agonizing stillness of bodies. The first body belonged to a man who nurtured trifling hopes of surviving but still, grinned.
The other body, far more elegant and exquisite, it belonged to an individual who should not be but was. This one's emotions were far more complex. Surprised and pleased, furious but aroused.
It hit harder than what meant. His knuckles throbbed but her face was a far terrible sight. Her cheeks were flushed crimson red and her lips bloodied. He had seen beaten wives and had beaten his share of girlfriends when too drunk to think and always regretted it. They always left afterwards. I’m not letting this one go.
"It seems I was right to give..." Rand did not need counselling or petting. Not now, he knew what to do, how to please her while getting his revenge. Everything was in the momentum. Do not pause.
Before she finished, he grabbed her by the snakes and pulled her face close to his so could read her irises, see every crevasse and lines. They were shining now, like volcanoes ready to spew. And drive them to gush was his goal. The authoritarian air turned melted into a submissive one. And Rand had to admit a fondness to it, not at all like being in command of lackeys. He felt no responsibility for her well-being, he would defile at will.
"Do. Not. Speak. Unless I tell you." His voice full of authority and scorn.
"Very..." She started tentatively pulling her head back. And in one quick and powerful swing, he brought her head to the ground, hard.
"Have you something else to add? Try me." She motioned a No with her head. Tears forming in the corner of her eyes, all residue of overconfidence gone in a blink.
"Fantastic. You do learn fast." He brought her head back up rewarding it with a kiss - no mere embrace, but a wet flapping of lips. She resisted with lips pressed firm at the beginning but opened to it as her chin got covered in saliva. Tongue fondling tongue he explored her mouth in circular motions, both adding spit into the dance who grew into a looser pattern. A cleansing of walls and scrubbing of teeth. Saliva dripping from red swollen lips. Sanskrit couldn't but whimper at her fantasy of Zeus invading her mouth, reaching deep into her throat as if he were wielding a tentacle instead of a tongue. Without breath but she dared not challenge his iron grip. Eyes, mouth and muff dripping with wetness. She couldn't take it anymore.
"Daddy please..." She gurgled.
"You dare defy me again? You are clearly enjoying this." This hussy sure fancies hard stuff. God, this role-play liberating!
"Oh yes. Please, discipline me." The Gorgon pleaded while continuously rubbing her legs together in a restless manner.
"Get on all fours. Knees, elbows and face on the ground. And if I catch you move even one inch you will regret it severely, I promise you that."
He took his time circling her. Pulling her legs apart with his foot which made her whimper softly. Slow steps as he admired her flawless curves, only stopping when her ass faced his fully erect pecker again. He kneeled behind her and teased his pink head against her swollen moist pussy.
"How bad do you want it? Shall I impregnate you with demi-gods? How lovely would that be? Eh, Reptile harlot. Answer me!" She did so, in a pleading tone.
"I want it hard... please fill me with your essence. Take this damned immortality out of me. Fuck me hard on every step to Olympus, make me ache till I can't feel it no more."
"Oh no, that would be too pleasant, wouldn't it?"
She moaned at that, rocking her ass impatiently. Good. He levelled up slightly his hips, facing her pink butt-hole. A pale crater in the middle of a flushed red ass.
"This is how you'll get it." And he thrust hard. In one abrupt, remorseless assault, all the way in. So quick that he found no resistance. The surprised squeal echoed like a brief glance at infinity trough his body. He truly felt powerful and complete at that moment. All good things are short-lived, though.
Her ass tightened at once, compressing his cock out of it. But he wouldn't take no for an answer. Not after seeing Sanskrit weak and eager to please. Taking her ass-cheeks in his hands he pulled back and thrust a second time, harder, and this time forcing his way inside and camping there.