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She took a deliberate step, not releasing the lens, and moved her face close to his. They stood nose to nose as she ground out, "It's a wrap, you S.O.B., and I better not find any of your close-ups anywhere but the trash!"

Delite turned away to retrieve her towel, muttering, "Lowlife, good for nothing, scum-sucking shit. If I wasn't desperate, I'd be on my way to the airport!"

Meryl was one step behind her, asking, "Really? With what, Monopoly money? Until those tits are paid for I own you, so you'll do whatever I ask, slut!"

She froze at the sudden realization that she'd sold her soul to the devil incarnate. Turning on her heel she spewed murderously, "You make me physically ill. You're vermin! Go be with your own kind! Turn over any rock!"

"Not until I'm paid in-full, you cock-sucking slut!"

"Fine," She screamed, hot-footing it toward the hotel, "That's just fine! You'll get paid! I'm making a one-night-only offer, to the boil on the butt of the human race, to get you off my back forever."

Delite ran toward the back of the building, as darkness fell, and he tackled her to the ground, and then stood, ordering, "Crawl to me, bitch."

She was winded, and flipped over to rub a bruise, warning, "You just pushed me too far, mother fucker!"

She got to her knees and tried to stand, but he pushed her back down, ordering, "Crawl!"

In one swift movement, she bolted toward him, full body contact, and knocked him to the ground, screaming, "Yes!"

She ran for the hotel doors, with Meryl hot on her heels, but she beat him to the elevator.

Catching the doors, he forced them open, threatening in a low, menacing tone, "You'll part like these doors for me, or I'll fucking split you open!"

The doors closed behind him and he backed her into a corner.

"Never corner a wild animal, rat shit! You've been warned!"

He grabbed her shirt at the bodice and yanked hard. Delite watched him throw her ripped beach wrap aside, and she sprang at him; clawing his skin, scoring him sharply, screeching, "That costed a lot, cock sucker," as the doors rolled open again.

Meryl picked her up seething. "Shut the fuck up or I'll add an extra week to this shoot," then flung the room-door open and body-slammed her onto the bed.

She stifled a surprised cry as he removed his belt, issuing a demand, "Kneel, bitch," he snarled, tossing pants to the floor.

She lunged at him, cursing a blue streak, really meaning to do him serious damage. Meryl caught her easily and forced her onto hands and knees, bringing his belt down sharply against her ass. "Are you going to obey me?"

"Let me up, Meryl!"

He strapped her buttocks harder, "Are you going to obey me?"

"Never!"

Meryl had had enough, and got to his knees, bringing his rampant cock to her lips, "Suck!"

Delite knew she was defeated. She knelt before him not looking up. Meryl stood firm, cupping her chin roughly. He forced her to raise her face and their eyes met.

She fought to extricate herself from his grip, and opened her mouth to scream.

Meryl seized the opportunity, cramming his hard length into her moist recesses, pushing down her throat, offering seductively. "That's my good little cunt."

Delite fought the searing heat spreading through her body, and he pushed her head back over the edge of the bed. She closed her lips on his steely cock, and he fucked her beautiful face savagely, saying, "There's a good girl. You know what I like."

Delite wept, as desire claimed her traitorous body, with tears staining her cheeks. Meryl thumbed the tears from her face, issuing softly, "You know you like it rough. That's my girl. Yield to me."

Delite succumbed to the fire within, throwing herself into flames as sacrifice, and she attacked his lower extremities violently, sucking his cock and grazing him with her teeth as he pushed in and out. She cupped his ass roughly and forced him in as deeply as she could, raking her nails across his ass, and swallowing hard against his full, firm length.

Meryl forced his stiffness down her throat mercilessly, making her choke and struggle to breathe, pummeling her bruised lips relentlessly, and lost in utter abandon.

She fought for air and her throat opened and closed convulsively. Meryl stopped just short of ejaculation, and searched her dark eyes, seeing desire and smoldering heat, and he whispered, "Are you going to obey me, slut?"

Delite breathed deeply, relishing the ability, and craving his fulfillment, but she wouldn't surrender. "Not by a long shot," she spat, enraged anew that she desired him with an intensity she'd never known before.

In a last-ditch effort to regain control, she pushed off the floor, finding just enough leverage to topple him, and mounted him cowgirl style, with knees on his forearms. Delite smiled victoriously, "Beg me," she commanded smugly.

Meryl shook his head, and she clasped his face between her thighs, demanding, "Eat me. You know you want to."

She slid closer to his face, and pressed her bald pussy to his lips. Meryl grasped her round, silky ass, pulling her volatile sex past his lips.

He licked small circles around her clitoris, teasing her and building a frenzy, running the tip of his tongue around her tiny nub, he fingered her fiery cunt, slowly, forging her sexual need, and building a firestorm.

Delite vibrated astride him and he sat up, pushing her to the floor. Meryl drove his finger into her and slammed his fist into her aching sex, starting a rhythm as he watched her expressions.

Delite dug her nails into the carpet, and spread her thighs wider, thrashing beneath him, and begging, "Finish me! Please! Now, Meryl!"

Now he had her exactly where he wanted her, and he slowed down, tormenting her for hours, asking, "Are you going to obey me, slut?"

Without the ability to think, she ground out, "Never!"

Meryl stopped his ministrations, and just raked his fingertips over her curves. Her eyes flew open wide, silently questioning him, and he laid on top of her, with his rock-hard manhood poised to enter her molten need, asking again, "Are you going to obey me, slut?"

Delite snapped. With her eyes slammed shut, she whispered, "Yes."

"Yes, what," he demanded.

"Yes, Master." She hated how desperately she craved his flesh, how badly she needed him inside of her, and hated that he'd been the only man who could give her the utter satisfaction she needed.

Meryl got to his knees and lifted her up to him. Kissing her passionately, he drove his steely length into her wanton desire, commanding, "Say it again, Delite."

She abandoned all dignity and control, as they fucked savagely, thrashing and thrusting. Again, he slammed into her, rhythmically, deeper and deeper, and she cried out, "Yes, Master! Please, may I have some more?"

And her lips uttering those words tipped him over the edge, straight into the teeth of electric fulmination.

He fucked her relentlessly, dragging her with him into volcanic incineration, until they exploded in blinding ecstasy, with her depths throbbing hard around his cock, prolonging their fulmination, and she screamed her unbearable release, with Meryl's cock throbbing and jumping in the confines of her taut, dripping canal.

Meryl scooped her limp body into his embrace. Kissing her tenderly, he put her down on the bed and laid beside her. He surveyed the damage while she rested, noting scrapes and bruises, toppled furniture, and suitcases spilled on the floor, thinking, I've seen worse.

Delite lay in his arms, content and spent, and she giggled, "I love this game."

He laughed with her, saying, "Me too, and I'm damned glad we got married last night. If you hadn't said yes soon, I was sure to end up in jail."

Delite shrugged, teasing impishly, "Why buy the horse when I'm getting a free ride?"

"Because we were made to love each other," he said, pressing a soft kiss to her lips.

"Yes, yes, yes, we were," she sighed, "Oh! Next time, let's play ‘How many hotels we can get thrown out of?'"

Meryl rose, turned down the bed, and fluffed the pillows, as she snuggled close to him, "You're on, my beautiful bride, but you'll have to repay me for those free rides," he taunted, feigning indignance.

He was already planning their next game, "Of course, I'll try to go easy on you, since you are now my sole Hawaiian delight," he chuckled.

She pulled up a tan, slender leg to plant her foot on his ass, and shoved him off the bed, laughing, "I dare you!"

Meryl peered up at her from the floor, rubbing his bruised ass, with eyes narrowed in challenge, and then pinned her to the headboard rasping in an intimidating tone, "You'll pay for that, bitch."

Her lips turned up in a sultry smile and she whispered, "More Hawaiian Delite? It's on the menu for only one night."

Meryl growled and lunged at her.

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