Stalked

[Annicka]

"Oh God," she thought, "now he wants me to enjoy it.” It could be the only explanation for his attentions between her legs.

He slapped at her closed thighs. "Why so non-compliant now? Earlier you practically threw yourself at me, legs spread, offering your delicious core to me." Yeah, she’d offered. To save her friends this humiliation she offered.
She opened her legs a bit as she licked and sucked and watched with wide eyes as he wet his finger. She shuddered when she felt him at her clit trying to stimulate her.

She wanted it over and him out of her house.

 

[Leopald]

He had hours to enjoy, hours to make every part of her his own, hours to make her need him. he was a patient man. He'd waited so long to get to this point, he could wait for her to be his completely. As her mouth continued to work, so did his fingers. Eventually her walls would crumble, they just had to.

His free hand came to her chest, working once more on those perky little nipples of hers. Tweeking, pinching, and lightly rubbing them. They got hard, of course, but he was no idiot. That didn't mean she enjoyed it, but she would. Oh yes, she would.

He began rocking his hips back and forth, slowly working himself in and out of her mouth, one hand working her nipples, the other, her clit. It was only a matter of time, he thought with a smile, hidden by the mask.

 

[Annicka]

She gagged again as he hit the back of her throat. It took a couple beats to get with his rhythm as his hips moved. The pace was slower than she’d been working at, so she had to slow her movements or be gagged or risk catching him with a tooth.

She thought briefly about biting down on him but he would probably kill her. A little snarky part of her wondered how he would feel explaining why and how come his dick needed re-attachment. Martha was willing to think of anything at this point to NOT think about the cock in her mouth or the hands that now worked a breast along with her clit.

She tried not to show any emotion in her eyes or body.

Something they never told you about rape. It was possible to get excited, even while detesting and deploring and raging against the act.

She started to get wet and was going to close her legs again - but he'd probably already noticed.

 

[Leopald]

The captor's eyes shone with glee as his hand felt the subtle wetness between her legs. His plaything was beginning to warm up to him. He worked more fervently to increase the flow. With any luck, he reasoned, she might come to enjoy this nearly as much as he...

"Someone is getting excited," He said, mocking her. He watched her eyes fill with rage and could almost see the thoughts of biting enter her mind.

"Ah-ah-aaah. Beofre you think about biting, remember my dear, I don't need a penis to brutalize, torture, and kill you or your friends. None of that has to happen as long as you cooperate." He emphasized this last word with an especially firm thrust into her throat. Her throat was so warm and inviting, and he was tempted to hold his cock in it to feel her constrict and gag, but he decided against it. Instead, he resumed his pace, drawing out the attention he was recieving.

While his hand worked on her clit, he tried to match the motions he had watched her perform during her sessions, and a question tore at his mind, and he just had to ask. He pulled himself from her mouth and studied her face.

"What do you think about, all alone, with your hand so fervently bringing you pleasure?"

 

[Annicka]

Martha had caught on that he wouldn't take silence as his answer. His fingers were hot between her legs and it took every ounce of will not to start to squirm against his hand. "I dreamed of moonlight and beaches and a lover." She wouldn't admit, even to herself her darker fantasies.

"I'd want him as much as he wanted me." That was meant as a pointed dig at her captor. Whether or not it hit home with him, she couldn't tell. What was his disorder called? She'd seen it on some program or other.

Erotic delusion? Was that it?

She bit the inside of her mouth to keep from moaning as his fingers played her.

 

[Leopald]

He could see that she was having difficulties now, so he decided to ebb her on further. He slided one finger casually into her while his thumb worked her button. She was more wet now, so his finger moved easily as it began it's slow twisting and curling. His other hand was relentless on her nipples and breasts, alternating evenly, and striving not to over-sensatize either one. The look on her face was a mask of hatred and determination covering the pleasure she tried so desperately to deny. Her eyes were getting a small fire in them, he could see it. Like it or not, her lust would grow soon enough.

"That sounds too simple. Tell me what you really think about. Who knows? Maybe it will make this whole thing end sooner if you're honest with me..."

He so wanted his cock back in that pretty mouth of hers, but he waited for an answer instead.

 

[Annicka]

Something snapped in her, maybe it was the smug sounding voice or amused glean in his eyes.

"I dream of a lover that makes me cum and cum, pounding and hard, taking me every way he can. He makes me as hot as hell and I gladly suck his cock. He's the opposite of you. He makes me feel loved and needed and wanted." She all but spat the words at him.

"He's rough and gentle and he MAKES ME CUM SO HARD."

 

[Leopald]

There's the fire again. Her captor used her moment of passionate hate and thrust a second finger into her, this time driving them in and out of her with some force. Her nipples recieved similar treatment, as his play became more rough, his twists slightly more forceful, his pinches a little harder. His cock jerked with excitement as he moved himself to push back into her mouth.

"So you like being fucked hard, do you? I'm sure I can arrange that for you, my dear. If you could bring yourself to enjoy it, it would all be over much sooner..."

He could see the hate mixing with pleasure, and it excited him. It wouldn't be long till he was on the verge of release, inside this succulant play-thing. Just thinking about it brought him one step closer, as he drove himself down her throat.

 

[Annicka]

Martha gagged again as he shoved himself back in her mouth. Tears of frustration, shame and hate squeezed out of her eyes. She sucked him down the best she could manage while fighting his fingers as they twisted and pushed into her. Her nipples were aching as he pinched then twisted each.

"So you like being fucked hard, do you? I'm sure I can arrange that for you, my dear. If you could bring yourself to enjoy it, it would all be over much sooner..."

She knew she was getting wet on him. That frustrated her the most. Nature's way of making the body ready even when the mind was not. She tried with her legs to angle away from his hand. All she managed was to drive him deeper and make him thrust harder into her mouth.

"Oh Christ," she thought, "He wants me to enjoy this. He's making me enjoy it." Shame colored her cheeks as her body started to betray her in earnest. Her hips started to roll in time to his thrusts. She tried to rationalize her feelings and actions. He's making me do these things, I am not to blame.

 

[Leopald]

Her captor was in near ecstacy, both from the feel of her throat and the way her body was betraying her. He wasn't stupid, he knew that her mind and emotions were fighting it, but her body was his, it knew what it wanted. His fingers were almost possesed by now, as he stopped paying attention to them and they moved within her even faster on their own accord. She was so beautiful, the hatred in her tear-filled eyes only added to that beauty. She was his for the taking and using. And her body was now fully his as well.

He lost focus for a moment as his climax neared. His eyes rolled back and he took one more hard thrust, lodging himself in her throat as he body began its spasms.

 

[Annicka]

She felt him tense and then push deep in her mouth to her throat, cutting off her air as he blasted shot after shot of cum. The hand in her cunt jammed deep as he came, his hips thrust forward with each shot of ejaculate. Martha felt lightheaded with lack of air, her throat trying to close on his cock. She started to buck and fight for air when he finished and pulled out of her mouth.

She dragged air into her burning throat and swore she could feel his cum in her belly.

 

[Leopald]

He watched her gasp for air, watched as her face crinkled at the cum that was now inside of her. His cum. And that wouldn't be all of it. Oh no, there was a great deal more he planned on filling her with. He struggled to steady his breathing, then realized his fingers were still hard at work within her. But his hand on her chest had given up on the nipples and was now simply squeezing her breast. Suprisingly hard, at that. He would need a few moments to compose himself, and bring his very satisfied member back to life, before moving on.

So he decided it was time for her body to ultimately betray her. He leaned as best he could to access the inside of her legs easier, while still keeping her pinned with his weight, and used his thumb to spread the juices she had created over her small rosebud. Then he slowly pushed his thumb into her ass.

He smiled. "I have now been in all of your holes, dear."

 

[Annicka]

Martha had just managed to take a deep breath without gagging when he pushed his thumb into her ass. The breath she had taken came whooshing back out in a wheezy scream, her body bucked wildly trying to get away from the burning pain. "I have now been in all of your holes, dear."

Every new humiliation cut deep. His fingers dug into a breast and he moved his thumb in her slowly. "Stop PLEASE! That hurts!" She ceased moving because it only hurt worse.

 

[Leopald]

"Stop PLEASE! That hurts!"

Her cries only spurred him on further. He released his hold on her breast and psuhed his thumb in even deeper. His smile broadened as she struggle to stop bucking against his hand. Once his thumb had reached its limit, he began a fucking motion with his hand, and her body began to quiver. He wasn't sure if it was pain, rage, pleasure, or a mixture of all three, but it was hot regardless.

"You've never had anyone in your ass before, eh? I thought you might enjoy this," he said with slight sarcasm. "You seemed to shun away from your boy-toy that evening when he tried to touch you here. I have succeeded where he failed. Relax, my dear, and focus on the sensation of double penetration. You're lucky I have no intentions of fucking your ass tonight, but I could be coaxed to change my mind, if your behavior did not improve..."

 

[Annicka]

Her cry made him go deeper. His hand started moving, thumb in her ass, fingers in her cunt. Dark desire started low in her belly and radiated out until he spoke, "You've never had anyone in your ass before, eh? I thought you might enjoy this ..."You seemed to shun away from your boy-toy that evening when he tried to touch you here. I have succeeded where he failed. Relax, my dear, and focus on the sensation of double penetration. You're lucky I have no intentions of fucking your ass tonight, but I could be coaxed to change my mind, if your behavior did not improve..."

He must have been following her for months. That totally unsatisfactory coupling with John was the last 'date' she'd had with the guy. She'd slept with two men, had oral sex with a third, that was the extent of her sex life. But if he knew about Karaoke guy, he must have been watching her for at least 3 months. Her stomach nearly heaved with the thoguht of such a violation. Why hadn't she known?

What do you do with that knowledge? He was really deranged to nurse an infatuation as long as he had. There was no telling what he made himself believe. It began to make sense to go along with him.

His thumb moving in and out of her ass no longer burned as it had and the fingers in her cunt felt ...good. It was out of her hands, this situation. She looked up at him then closed her eyes and started moving against his hand.

 

[Leopald]

"Mmmmm... That's a good girl, so cooperative now, aren't we?" He stared at the ceiling for a minute, allowing his hands to continue their assault on her holes. "You know, I never did like the medical term 'we'. It sounds so... Condescending, don't you think?"

He cocked his head to the side and looked at her, "How are we doing this evening, how are we feeling..? Its like you're being patronized, silently mocked, because the concerned party knows he or she is doing..." He paused to lean in close and whisper, "Soooo much better than you..."

His fingers were relentless.

"So how are we doing this evening, hm? I'll bet there are so many places you'd rather be right now, people you'd rather be doing... Though, your movement against my fingers seems to suggest otherwise."

With that he removed his hand from her, to guage her reaction.

 

[Annicka]

As he went on and on about bullshit ‘we’ and ‘he and she’ his fingers fucked her hard, not weakening or slowing his pace, she thought she would vomit. Martha felt sickened at his demeaning disdain and by the way he made her feel. Her juices flowed freely against his hand, and she did everything she could think of to keep herself from cumming.

"So how are we doing this evening, hm? I'll bet there are so many places you'd rather be right now, people you'd rather be doing... Though, your movement against my fingers seems to suggest otherwise."

‘I’d rather be anywhere you foul piece of shit,’ she mentally screamed at him.

He pulled his hand away and it came out of her ass with a little pop, clearly audible. She couldn’t prevent a sharp intake of breath and tried to cover it with a question, not answering his but asking one of her own.

“What excites you about doing this? Is it power? Hatred? What makes you able to do this to someone that doesn’t want you?” She really wanted to know. It may bait him, but she was curious. How bad was his delusion of her wanting him?

 

[Leopald]

“What excites you about doing this? Is it power? Hatred? What makes you able to do this to someone that doesn’t want you?”

"Those are both convincing motivators," he said, not really answering the question. Instead, he slid himself down her body, intentionally allowing his cock to run the length of her before coming to rest at the opening to her delicious pussy.

He roughly took a breast in his hand and clamped his mouth down on the protruding nipple. His longue lashed out and began to tease, and he would mix that with soft bites and hard sucking. He moved on to the next one, all the while rubbing the tip of his cock against her slit. She was physically wet enough for the taking, but he needed her body to lust after him, even if she didn't want it to.

He stared at her face as he worked, noting which actions elicited the greatest response and continuing them. It was easier said than done as she was trying desperately to mask those reactions, but she wasn't completely succeeding.

 

[Annicka]

Martha did her level best to maintain her composure. As much as she could while being played expertly. He slid down her body letting her feel his cock as it started to get harder.

He did things to her breasts specifically to incite her senses as he rubbed against her wet slit. She bit back a moan as he rubbed, sucked, teased and bit her tits. Another unwanted gush of wet answered his use of her and she did cry out.

'Damn you, damn you, damn you,' she raged silently.

She turned her head to the side, her eyes shut tight. She couldn't believe how much she wanted him to fuck her, get his hard cock in her and cum and finish this. She wanted to feel his cock in her. She wanted to CUM, dammit and she hated him for making her want to.

Her hips rose as she tried to get him inside.

 

[Leopald]

He smiled inwardly as her hips rose, but he wouldn't oblige her just yet. He needed more, she had to really need to need to be fucked before he would do so. He continued to work fervently, knowing that he was getting results. His thumb snaked down to tease her clit while his mouth stimulated her beautiful nipples.

He pushed his cock against her ever so slightly, not enough to penetrate her, but enough that she could feel the pressure of him. And he smiled at her reaction.

 

[Annicka]

Martha swore she wouldn't beg or ask to be fucked. She'd die first.

Her body has betrayed her and he was driving her wild with lust but she won't give him the satisfaction of begging. The attacker tugged and sucked on a nipple that seemed directly connected to her cunt. She almost hissed when his thrumb grazed her clit. His full body weight let her move against his thumb and she ground her teeth trying to get enough friction to get off. Futile movement, but she tried, writhing under him, breathing hard.

 

[Leopald]

His work had paid off, her body truly wanted him now. His mouth left her nipples as he looked up at her, his thumb continuing to work. He stared her in the face for a long moment before saying simply, "You want me to fuck you, dear, its not difficult to see that..."

With that, he positioned himself to get deep within her when the time came, and as a final little tease, pushed himself so the tip of his hard cock just barely penetrated her. He almost gave in right there, and started fucking her with wild abandon, but he controlled himself. This was his way of reminding her that she wanted this, needed him inside her.

"Just say the word, dear, and I'll fuck you like you've never been fucked before. I'll make you cum over and over again as you get pounded into sweet release..."

 

[Annicka]

The want was intense, and she had no doubt she'd never wanted to be taken and fucked so badly. His thumb painted her clit with electricity and every once in a while he hit a spot that made her jerk and more drenching fluid escaped, puddling under her.

"You want me to fuck you, dear, its not difficult to see that..."

No, not difficult, the proof was the puddle she was creating. He parked his cock just inside her, making her thrash upward to try and bring it into her. The head of his cock felt hot and alive, dangerous obviously.

"Just say the word, dear, and I'll fuck you like you've never been fucked before. I'll make you cum over and over again as you get pounded into sweet release..."

"Won't you at least wear a condom? I'll say whatever you want."

 

[Leopald]

His head cocked to the side for just a moment before saying simply, "No."

Then he leaned back into her, mouth attacking her nipples once more. His cock was still barely penetrating her while his thumb changed up the motion of its teasing on her clit.

"You need to feel me without a condom, feel me release deep inside of you while you cum over and over again."

 

[Annicka]

Jesus, his words could be selectively seductive. In another time and place from another man she'd love to hear them. If she kept her eyes closed could she pretend he was someone else?

She was so close. He must feel the wet and her quivering.

It almost killed her but she said it.

"Please," the whisper cost her. Her eyes leaked more tears. It probably made him happy to see her cry.