Rape

He saw her leaving the school, after class had let out for the day. She was absolutely lovely. Her curly red hair shone like fire in the late fall sunlight. It was not yet cold enough for jackets and coats, so she stood in only her perfectly white sweater, the v-cut one that showed off her beautiful c-cup tits and skintight black jeans that wrapped themselves like silk around her fine round ass and full hourglass hips. She was talking to some of her friends, little sluts that they were. But no, not her. He’d been watching her for three years, since she was fifteen, since the day he first laid eyes on his beautiful creation. He knew his perfect treasure wasn’t a whore like her bleach-blond empty headed friends. No, his treasure was pure. Well, almost pure.

He had been following her for almost a year, the first time he saw her touch herself. It had taken him almost that long to figure out how to get into the tree the grew next to her bedroom window undetected. But as soon as he figured it out, there he was, watching her walk in from her nightly shower, dressed in only a towel, ringing out the perfect curls atop her head. He had been expecting her to simply drop her towel, and climb into bed like she usually did, but for some reason, this night was different. She dropped her towel and laid down all right, but she did not sleep. He didn’t realize what she was doing until her saw the tiny fingers on one of her smooth ivory hands suuddenly flick across her blush pink nipples. It hardened immediately at this touch, and so, too did his cock. He felt it swell almost all the way to it’s immense proportions as soon as he saw this. He hoped she didn’t pursue this new sexual exploration or he’d be in trouble.

Much to the combination of his horror and delight, his beauty suddenly started caressing her nipples, rubbing them hard and moaning softy. He heard every sweet sigh that escaped her lips that summer night, as she had left her window open to let in the breeze. She continued to rub her nipples with one hand, while the other trailed torturously slow down her slightly rounded feminine belly, to the mound of fiery curls that rested between her legs. His cock was by now straining mercilessly against his pants, demanding to be let out. He obliged the demand, quietly and slowly unzipping, careful not to let the noise drift through the open window. His ten inch long, four inch wide behemoth sprang to full attention, and he stroked it slowly as he watched his treasure caress herself.

She was by now sliding two fingers back and forth across her clit, and moaning in ecstasy. She stroked her tiny nub slow at first, then faster and faster, and he, in time with her fingering, stroked his cock faster and faster, and just as he watched her body shudder in what he was sure was his princess’s first orgasm, he shot his load all over the side of her house.

He smiled at the bulge growing in his pants while he let that memory play through in his head. He resisted the urge to whip it out and jerk himself off right there in the parking lot across from her school. That would get him caught for sure, and he couldn’t have that. Not when tonight was so important. He watched her walking down the front steps to the student parking lot, towards the beat up old car he had sold her parents those three years ago. They had bought it for her, in anticipation of her getting her driver’s license. The two people who had sworn to protect their little girl had unknowingly put her fate in the hands of a monster that day. He knew this. He knew he was sick and twisted. He didn’t care. Tonight her parents were going out of town, and tonight he would finally have her.

Waiting for nightfall was absolute hell for him. But as soon as darkness enveloped the tiny suburban street she lived on, he climbed silently into his tree. If he leaned a certain way, he could see the driveway, and so he knew the exact moment her parents left. They would be gone for five days, and he intended to make her his for the duration.

While he was sure she was still downstairs watching tv, he climbed silently through her bedroom window, as he had done so many times before. Never when anyone was home before this of course, but just to get a basic layout. These things took careful planning. But now, now that it was finally happening, now that he was finally going to taste her sweet pussy, and feel her virginal hole stretch itself around his cock, now he would have his sweet treasure at last. He had grown painfully hard thinking about taking her at last. He tried to calm himself down, but it was no good. He crept into the closet and silently jerked himself to completion, to calm his excitement and nerves.

It was forever before he heard her come into her room after her nightly shower. As usual, she was wrapped only in her towel. She was about to drop it, to give him the closest view thus far of her perfection when she stopped. She was staring at the window. FUCK! He had left the window open. She turned suddenly, and started slowly towards the closet. No, no no, he thought to himself. If she catches me I’ll have to rape her, take her forcefully. He didn’t want to hurt his sweet girl, but if she caught him, he wouldn’t have a choice.

Just then, something crashed downstairs. The cat had knocked something over again, as that cat was prone to do. But it was convenient for him, because she turned and left the room, throwing her nightshirt on quickly, and going to investigate. It was no good. She was suspicious now, he would have to use the drug. He never found out what the crystalline powder was called, he only knew what it did. It put the person under it’s spell in a state of conscious sleep, meaning they were fully awake and aware of what was happening, but they couldn’t access the part of their brain that allowed them to make a conscious movement. He wanted to experience her in her full potential, but this would have to do. He could take her in her fully concious state tomorrow night.

While she was downstairs, he dumped the entire contents of the bag into the water glass on her nightstand and stirred it all in. He was just settling back into his spot in the closet when she walked back into her room, muttering to herself, “Stupid fucking cat.” She sat on the edge of her bed, and drank the entire glass of water in one gulp. She choked a bit as she set the glass down. The drug did have a slight taste to it, but by the time she realized what was happening it wouldn’t matter. The effect hit her almost immediately. She laid down on her bed and closed her eyes, but opened them again. She sat halfway up, and lifted her arms to pull her night shirt off, but slumped right back against her pillow as if an invisible force had pushed her down. Her eye were open, and full of terror. Oh no! She was afraid. He had to make sure she wasn’t afraid. It was time.

“I’m not going to hurt you, precious,” he told her, as he walked out from behind the closet door. “I don’t want to hurt you my treasure, but this was the only way.”

“GET OUT!” She screamed. The one thing he liked most about the drug was she would still be able to talk. This was perfect, he wanted to hear the orgasmic moans she was so deliciously capable off. The other side effect that endeared him to it so, was that it enhanced involuntary stimulation. Which meant the slightest touch would send her over the edge. He could already see her nipples perking in the cool breeze that was coming in through the still open window. His cock stirred in his pants. Soon enough, he thought.

“I wont hurt you sweetheart. I want to make you feel good,” He said, sitting on the edge of her bed. He placed a hand on her stomach, and started caressing her skin. A slight sigh escaped her lips as he brushed the underside of her tit. “See, darling, this wont hurt at all,” He promised, pulling the scissors from his bag. She screamed when she saw them, but he quickly cut her nightshirt away from her body, so he could finally see it in all it’s feminine glory. There, her tits were right there, her nipples hard as stone, begging to be touched. He reached out and caressed her nipple gently with his broad fingers. He saw her body shiver involuntarily, and she moaned softly, at the same whimpering, “No, please don’t do this to me…”

“But honey, you like it, look at you,” he protested softly. “See?” Before she had time to respond to this statement, he leaned over, and gently licked her nipple. She cried out in pleasure, as he began sucking furiously on her tits, one at a time. She was quaking and shivering, alternating her pleading for him to stop with begging him to go on. He couldn’t take it anymore, slid his hand slowly up her creamy thigh, and gently massaged her soaking mound. She was positively dripping, and her sweet scent had begun to fill his nostrils. He wanted so bad to taste her, but first things first. He parted her outer lips, and rubbed her clit gently, but firmly, as she released the loudest moan yet. He increased the speed and intensity of his rubbing and her body began to shudder almost violently. She was near orgasm. Without warning, he stopped rubbing her clit, and slid two fingers into her hot throbbing pussy. Her hips rose involuntarily to this intrusion, which was hindered by her tightness. His cock damn near sprang through his pants. If she was this tight against his fingers, oh he could only imagine, but he had to be patient. He continued to suckle her breasts, as he began to slide his fingers in and out of her dripping snatch.

She was screaming in delight now, still on the verge of orgasm but not quite there. His dick was throbbing, begging to be let out, but he couldn’t yet, he didn’t want to take her yet, he wanted to make sure she was good and ready. He picked up the speed of his pumping fingers at the same time sucking her tits harder than ever. He was practically slamming his fingers into her quivering hole now, and he had half her breast in his mouth when she cried out, “Oh god, I’m cumming! No! Don’t let me cum for this monster!” But the reaction was inevitable. He juices were flowing over his fingers like a floodgate that had just broken loose. She was panting heavily now, and crying at the same time. He wiggled his fingers inside of her a few times before pulling them out. He sat up and brought them slowly to his lips, and tasted her for the first time. It was heaven to him, such a mix of salty and sweet, he had to have more.

He re-positioned himself on the bed, and pushed her legs as far apart as they would go. He then pushed her feet all the way up to her ass, so he had a perfect view of her pussy. It was still glistening from her orgasm, and the intoxicating aroma of her juices were calling to him. “No…” she begged. “Please, stop this now….” But he couldn’t, not now. He lowered his head to her body, and licked the entire length of her slit, tasting every last bit of her that he could. She shuddered again, and the moaning started. He flicked his tongue across her clit a few times before diving into her hole. He wriggled his abnormally long tongue into the sweet opening, and rolled it around inside of her. He was happy to hear that she had given in to his pleasuring, and was now only begging him to go on. “Lick me, yes… take me…”

He put his thumb on her clit and started rubbing it and tonguing her hole at the same time, and she started to shake and scream again. He barely had time to up his tempo before he was hit with her second wave of cunt juice. She was panting and sighing again, this time though, there was no crying. He quickly licked up every last drop of cum that had spilled out of her pussy. She had given in to him. It was time.

He stood up, and undressed quickly, his throbbing prick springing forth for her to see. Her eyes widened in shock and horror at the size of it, and she asked “Are you going to put that in me?!”

“It will only hurt for a second, my treasure, I promise.” He assured her as he was crawling between her legs. She didn’t argue with him at this, which meant one thing: She was definitely his. He positioned his cock head at her pussy, and stroked it up at down several times, making sure to bump her clit. If she wasn’t wet enough for this, it would hurt longer then he promised it would. But she was still soaked, and he couldn’t wait one second longer. He had been waiting for this moment for three years, he had to have her now.

There was a piercing scream as he rammed all ten inches into her at once, obliterating her hymen and stretching her virgin pussy to it’s limits. She was sobbing in pain. He leaned over and kissed her gently, letting his tongue slide over hers. He made sure she was calm and adjusted before he started to pump. She started moaning and sighing again, as he worked her hard with his dick. The room was filled with the sloshing sound of his cock ramming her virgin cunt. He was fucking her harder than he had ever fucked anyone. She was the ultimate treasure for him. She was soaking wet, and moaning audibly with each hard thrust of his cock. She was begging him now to fuck her harder, and so he did, slamming into her with a force he had never used before. He felt every bump and ridge in her pussy pass over his cock with each stroke. She was the tightest fit he had ever experienced, and that combined with her wetness, made him sure he wasn’t going to last long. Apparently though, neither was she, he had only been fucking her for a minute or two when she started cumming. He felt it wash over his prick, and it was too much for him. He rammed into her hard twice, and then started to shoot his load. It spurted from him in one long gush. He held his dick inside of her, and let her shaking cunt milk every last drop from him.

He pulled out of her a moment later, his shrinking member dripping with their cum. He sat back on the bed and looked at his princess. She was breathing heavily, and muttering to herself. “Did you enjoy that my darling?” he asked, finally.

Still unable to move because of the drug, she said, “Yes. That was amazing.”

“Good,” he quipped, leaning in to kiss her softly on the cheek. “You’re mine now. I’ve waited three years to have you, and you belong to me now. Be in bed by nine tomorrow night my dear. And wear something pretty for me okay, my lovely?”

“Okay.”

And finally, after having her for the first time, he got dressed, and climbed out the window, looking forward to tomorrow night.
At exactly nine the next night, he climbed through her window, and took in the first sight of his precious thing since deflowring her. She was crawling onto her matress, wearing the only thong, he knew she had, a thin lacy black one with ties at the sides, and the camisole that went with it. He saw her looking at his bag, which was bigger than the night before.

“Hello precious,” he said, setting the bag down. He took a long leering look at her, drinking her beautiful figure in, she looked automatically at his crotch, to guage the effect she was having on him, and saw a large bulge in his pants. He chuckled, noticing where her eyes had wandered. “We’ll get to that,” He promised, crawling slowly on top of her. “But I didn’t have a chance to properly worship you like the goddess you are, and tonight I will.” Before she could say anything else, he leaned in and kissed her, letting his hand dance slowly up her thigh, resting between her legs.

He rubbed her pussy gently trough the lacy material, letting the fabric do most of the work, and before long he felt a wetness seeping through as she moaned into his kiss. He untied one side of the thong, and rubbed her fine hairs, pulling them gently to tweak her, prime her. She moaned even louder, and pulled away from his kiss as his finger found her clit.

He rubbed her little nip of a thing slowly, then harder, timing his stroking to her moans, and as they got louder he went faster, stopping her just on the edge of cumming. She looked at him pleadingly and he laughed. “Not yet my dear,” He whispered. “We’re going to play a little game tonight. You are not allowed to cum, until I tell you to. No matter what I do,” he flicked her clit one last time, “Or what I say,” He pushed three fingers into her hole, and started pounding furiously, and as she gasped and moaned, “I don’t want to see one hint or an orgasm. If you cum before I let you, I’ll never return here. Understand?” he asked, as his fingers slid in and out of her dripping snatch, picking up tempo as he went. He pushed into her with his fingers harder and harder, watching her gorgeous body twitch and wriggle, until he again felt the first spasm of the orgasm he sought to deny her. She cried out in protest as he pulled his fingers out of her, and stood up next to the bed.

Eagerly, she crawled over to him, and began unbuckling his pants. Looking up at him, she asked, “May I suck your cock? I’ve been thinking about having your hot dick in my mouth all day.” He nodded, and she pulled his pants down, his monster prick springing to life in front of her eyes. She held it just below the head, and gave it a first tentative lick. Then, she dove in, opening her mouth and sliding as much of his throbbing cock into her mouth as she could. He stared down at her, smiling as she stretched her plump, innocent lips around his dick, letting her hot wet mouth slide all over it. He let out a guttural moan, as she flicked her tongue over his head, and then tried to stuff as much of it into her mouth as she could. He grabbed her by the hair with both hands and started to fuck her sweet face as she continued to flick her tongue all over his incredible shaft. Before long his cock started to twitch, and in seconds he was shooting his thick, salty load into her mouth. He held her face and pushed in, forcing her to swallow every drop.

When he finally pulled his now limp cock out of her mouth he didn’t say anything, but instead reached into his bag. “These are for you, my lovely,” he told her, pulling out a pair of vibrating nipple clamps. He pushed her back onto the bed, and carefully slid her camisole up, stopping to lick her sweet, budding nipples. His cock was stirring again, listening to every moan and sigh escape her lips, he worked her tits over enthusiastically, when to his surprise, she started to twitch and shudder, as an orgasm approached. He pulled back and looked at her, shocked. He knew she didn’t cum, but she had been damn close. “You can cum just from having your nipples played with?” He asked. She nodded, embarrassed. “Don’t be embarrassed by it, sweetie,” He reassured her, rubbing her tits slowly, listening to her moan. “This will actually make things more fun.” He pulled the clamps out of their package, and carefully attached them to her nipples. He turned them on to the lowest setting, and a low whir filled the room. She reacted immediately, shuddering and gasping. He turned the clamps up one speed, and left them on, while he trailed kisses down her round little belly, and found what he was looking for. Without so much as a warning to her, he drove his tongue into her now soaking hole, rolling it around and moving it from side to side inside her snatch. She was whimpering, and sounded near tears and he knew why. She wanted to cum so badly, but amazingly, had managed to delay it happening. He looked at her and asked, “Does my darling treasure want to cum? Hmmm?” He slid three fingers into her cunt again, and flicked his tongue over he swollen clit, devouring it hungrily as he pumped his fingers into her again and the nipple clamps continued to vibrate on her tits. “Do it then” He said, pulling away from her pussy long enough to speak. “Cum for me so I can taste your sweet drink again.”

He drove his tongue into her again. This time massaging her clit with his wet fingers, and

before long she was crying out loudly moaning and shrieking as her juices exploded into his mouth,

allowing him to lick her pussy almost dry. He had to fuck her again. He wanted his cock in her cunt

now.”Get on your hands and knees,” he ordered. She did silently. She hadn’t spoken much through the entire evening, but he supposed that was because she was enjoying taking the role of his treasure, his toy. And after tonight he would make her that permanently. He could feel the heat emanating from between her legs, as he guided his cock to her sweet snatch from behind. He positioned himself, and paused for a second, before ramming his entire ten inches into her cunt as hard as he could. she cried out, whether in pain or pleasure, he not know nor care. She was his now, and he would take her.

He did not slow his pace for one moment. Her body was shaking as she rocked her hips back to meet each one of his powerful, animal thrusts she was moaning and whimpering again, and it wasn’t long before her cunt walls were contracting around his thick manhood, in another powerful orgasm. He continued to pump into her hole, determined to fill her with another load. She came twice more as he was slamming in and out of her, but he would not stop, until finally, he gave one last final, brutal slam, and his own orgasm exploded his sum shooting out of his cock and into her now trembling pussy.

He held her hips back against him until he was sure every bit of his load was inside of her. He finally pulled his deflating member out of her oozing hole, and let her collapse on the bed. She gasped and rolled over onto her back, pulling the nipple clamps off. He leaned down, and kissed her on the cheek. “Same time, same place tomorrow my lovely creature.” He commaned before disappearing out the window.

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