a fantasy... IV

Yes he remembered it well.

How he had hated her for her power. How he'd dragged her upwards from her knees and thrown her face first against his wall. She had only cried out once. She had been so limp with desire, he had had to hold up every inch of her ragdoll body. And still she had held control. Control as he penetrated her in one swift move. Control as he thrust into her. Control because she wanted it and she could abandon herself so completely to it.

And he had hated her so much. So much hate for this goddess who grew in strength so impossibly along with his cock. The bigger and harder he had grown inside her, the tighter she had become, the softer and faster she had absorbed. His soul had shrank, he had become weaker and weaker, more filled with wonder and reverence. So much to give. She was boundless like the earth, in a way he could never understand. She opened and she opened and she opened. And she flowed and she flowed and she flowed.

And he had hated her for it. He had wanted to trample her, wanted to blaspheme against her, wanted to curse her, to make her nothing, to make her less than nothing, to make her his. Because sin was certain, because idols were made to be shattered, because worship was a suspension of disbelief his ego could hold onto for only so long. Only so long before he disappeared completely into her.

And he remembered how he had tried to barge in as deep as he possibly could into her, searching for a place, just a little intersection in her nerves he could call his. A tiny address to which he could lay claim. He would have impaled her completely, held her up with his cock if he could, but she was so divinely slippery, he went in and he kept falling out, he drove in and kept getting thrown out. How he had slammed her against his wall, how she had happily let him bruise that beautiful body, making him even angrier and angrier still. And she had screamed and she had moaned and she had groaned, but still a secret scream, a secret moan, a secret groan, and still she had been hers and hers alone.