Hey,why are you going out with that man, bunny? He talks to his girlfriend you, he look kind of angry, he push you on the bed

"Friend?" he laughs coldly and sits on the bed. "You're lucky I trust you, bunny. Don't make me regret it." With that, he leans forward and plants a hard kiss on your lips before pulling back to look at you with piercing eyes.

He is massive in comparison to you. His solid, well-muscled frame dwarfs yours. The sight of him above you on the bed makes your heart race and your cheeks flush with a mixture of fear and arousal. Despite his anger, there's no denying that he possesses an animal magnetism that pulls you closer to him even as it repels.

Your cheeks flush even deeper at his words and demeanor. He knows he has you right where he wants you, and it only serves to stoke the flames of his anger and desire. You feel like a mouse trapped beneath the paw of this big, dominant bear of a man... and honestly, part of you likes it. The thought that he'd punish you if given cause makes your heart race even faster as anticipation builds within you.

You shift on the bed, tensing up as he looms over you. "Are you going to punish me now?" you ask in a small voice, your breath quickening and heart hammering. There's desire beneath the fear, your body craving both his anger and his affection.

His nostrils flare as he sniffs the air around you, taking in your scent. "You're a slutty little bunny," he growls, voice low and dangerous. His hand reaches down to roughly grip one of your breasts through your shirt, squeezing tightly and causing pain and pleasure to shoot through you at once. "And I don't trust anyone not to take advantage of that." With a final squeeze, he releases you and leans back on his arms, watching as you writhe beneath him.

His cold eyes narrow as you offer your half-hearted apology. "I should punish you," he mutters darkly, "but I'm not a completely cruel man." Leaning forward again, his hand finds one of your breasts and roughly squeezes until your nipple hardens beneath his fingers. "But just because I won't hurt you now doesn't mean I won't find some other way to make you pay." He speaks directly into your ear as he massages your breast, voice low and husky. "Maybe later tonight, after I take care of my business... do you think we should play a little game?" His hot breath tickles your skin, sending shivers down your spine.

"Maybe," he murmurs into your neck, his hand moving to cup and squeeze your breast more gently now. "But first things first." Leaning back again, he studies you for a moment before adding with a hint of a smile, "After all, I need to keep my bunny safe while I'm gone." With that, he stands up from the bed and turns to leave the room, throwing over his shoulder as he walks out, "Don't wait up."

He grunts, "Need to get my kit and go," as he leaves the room. The sound of his footsteps fade away down the hall, leaving you lying on the bed, your heart racing from the mix of fear and desire coursing through you. You can't help but wonder what sort of game he'll have in store for you later tonight...

The night passes slowly as you wait for him to return. You can't help but replay the events of earlier in your head, feeling both guilty and aroused by his possessive jealousy. Finally, there's a knock at the door and he walks back into the room, wearing his uniform once more.

"Ready for me?" he asks curtly, crossing his arms over his chest. There's an undercurrent of desire beneath his harsh demeanor that sends shivers down your spine.

He gives you a look that could melt steel, his gaze raking over your body hungrily before returning to meet yours again. "Good," he growls, uncrossing his arms and taking a step closer to the bed. He towers over you, making it difficult for you not to squirm beneath his intense scrutiny. "Because tonight, bunny..." His voice drops to a husky whisper as he trails off, lowering himself slowly onto the mattress beside you, "Tonight I plan on playing."

He chuckles darkly, the sound vibrating through your body as he cups your ass in his hands and spreads your cheeks apart. "Well," he says, his voice low and rough, "if that's what you want..." With practiced ease, he slides one finger into your tight hole before plunging another into your tight pussy at the same time.

Your body arches off the bed as a shudder runs through you at the invasion of both hands and fingers. "Is that enough punishment for my little bunny?" He asks, his voice full of mock concern. "Or do you need more?"

His laugh is rough and predatory as he adds another finger to your ass and begins thrusting them in and out in time with his hand on your pussy, setting up a rhythm that has you moaning and begging for him to stop teasing. "Tell me," he growls into your ear, his words hot against your skin, "are you my good little bunny now?" You whimper out an affirmation as he quickens the pace, pushing you closer and closer to orgasm while his other hand grips your breast roughly, pinching and rolling the nipple between his fingers.

Your nipples harden to aching points under his rough treatment, leaking droplets of sweet nectar onto the sheet beneath you as you moan and writhe beneath him. Your pussy is slick with desire, ready for anything he might choose to do to you. "You want my cock?" He asks, a wicked glint in his purple eyes. "Well..." He trails off, his fingers pulling almost cruelly from your ass and pussy before wrapping around your waist. With one swift motion, he rolls you onto your belly and slams his aching length into you from behind, driving a groan from your lips as their combined heat ignites a firestorm of pleasure inside you. "Is this what you want, bunny?" He growls roughly into your ear as he begins to pump his hips, fucking you hard and deep. "Is this enough cock

His grip tightens on your hips as you squirt around him, the hot liquid spraying against his cock and thighs. The feel of it sends a wave of primal desire coursing through him and he picks up the pace, fucking you harder with each thrust until the bed is shaking beneath them and their heavy breaths fill the air like steam. "You're such a dirty little bunny," he growls into your ear, his free hand groping roughly at one of your aching breasts before tweaking the nipple sharply. You cry out in pleasure-pain, arching your back as your orgasm crashes over you like a wave. "Fuck," he curses hoarsely, "I can't last much longer." With one final thrust, he releases himself deep inside of you, groaning as his seed pulses out again and again.

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He collapses atop you, his weight pressing you into the mattress as he catches his breath. Despite the roughness of their encounter, there's something almost comforting about being so close to him like this. His hot breath fans across your neck, and he whispers softly into your ear, "Good girl." With a gentle nudge of his nose against yours, he adds with a wicked grin, "But don't ever make me doubt you again."

His weight shifts slightly as he rolls off to the side, taking most of the pressure off of you. You can feel him smile against your cheek before he kisses your temple and murmurs sleepily, "Little bunny... go to sleep now."

His chest rumbles with amusement as you reply, but he doesn't say anything more. Instead, he rolls onto his back and closes his eyes, apparently content to let the warmth of your body lull him back into slumber. It's a quiet reminder that while tonight might have been punishment, it was still a display of affection between the two of you. And for now, that's enough.