I walked over and sat down. I straightend my back and put my knees together as learned from princess diaries. He grabbed his phone from the coffeetable and came to stand right in front of me. I waited for my next instructions but that is not what came. Instead he asked me if I was his. I am completely yours sir, I responded. He pointed his phone at me and took a picture. Then he asked if I could ever belong to someone else. I was curious as to where this was going with the questions and the pictures. So wanting to know what he had planned I asnwered that I could never belong to someone else. His eyes changed, he was looking at me like I was prey, ready to be captured or conquered. He put his hand around my neck, squeezing hard and the phone still pointing at me he asked: are you completely mine and could you ever belong to someone else. A naughty thought came into my mind and before I could tell myself not to do it I answered with yes sir and yes sir.

His expression changed from lust and power to frustrated and mad within a second. His grip on my throat tightend as he told me to repeat what I just said but I couldn't. Not a word came out of my mouth as it was to difficult to breathe let alone speak. He saw me struggling but didn't loosen his grip. With his other hand he took my arm, bend it in a position and told me to hold his phone. The phone was pointed at my lap and with one swift move he pulled my dress up exposing my just shaven pussy. His legs pushed my legs open as he bend over. He had his face only inches from mine, looked my dead in the eyes as he told me I was going to be punished for talking like that.

There was no warning, absolutely nothing to warn me about his next move. Four fingers were pushed hard in my wet pussy and he started pounding. I felt his anger and knew I messed up. He just kept looking at me and sometimes adjusted the phone. I tried to talk, beg him to stop as he was close to hurting me but nothing but whimpers and moans escaped my lips. It felt like he kept going for hours but it probably were only a few minutes before he pulled his fingers out again leaving my pussy raw. He put his fingers in my mouth cleaning them before he took back the phone and pointed it at my just fingerfucked pussy. I could only imagine what it must look like. Soaking wet and dripping with my lips completely red. It was only then that i realised that he was not only taking pictures but was probably filming everything.