Chapter 28 Haunting Visions 2

Daniel
“What the hell am I doing?” I mutter to myself angrily and run my fingers through my hair in frustration. I should never have left her, but I can’t bring myself to go back into that room and face her. I don’t want to see the hatred in her eyes. I can’t bring myself to deal with it. I’m a sick son of a bitch. I actually get off on her pain and I want nothing more than to go back into the suite and finish what I started. To strike her with the leather and then shove my cock deep into her pussy from behind without mercy. To hear her scream in a mixture of pain and pleasure as I thrust into her, my hips hitting her punished flesh. To reach around and wrap my fingers around her throat, pulling her closer to me and arching her back so I can talk dirty in her ear.
Fuck. I’m getting hard just thinking about it.