The repeated strikes against her ass had her skin in fire. What hurt worse were his words. They were cruel and hit her straight in the heart. She'd been called a whore before, but she'd never let it get to her. Chessa knew that she wasn't. Sure, she hooked up with guys and girls alike, but she wasn't hooking up every night and she usually hooked up with the same people several times. Just because she hadn't wanted a serious relationship for fear of the lottery didn't make her a whore.
Thanatos' words hurt more. Probably because they were true. She still wasn't a whore, but she was a thing... a toy to be used, abused, and thrown away when he was done with her. It broke what little of her heart she let care. She knew she should harden herself against it all, but it was still so fresh and new to her.
Fighting against the tears that threatened, she simply nodded her agreement and acceptance if her punishment. As she felt his cock pressing against her rosebud, Chessa did her best to relax. If she relaxed, it would feel better. As soon as he was buried completely in her ass, she let out her breath on a moan. She felt full and warm. Before she could enjoy him in her, he pulled out and thrust back in, a moan escaping her as he buried to the hilt again. "Guh, master..."