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Rafe pounded into her furiously, keeping as silent as he could bare. Every part of her, beyond just her nails and teeth seemed to dig into him. It all forced him closer and closer until he could hold it no more.

“You had better come with me,” came the quiet desperate demand of Natalie. He was too far gone to realize she would take it as a threat. Rafe held her body tight against him and with his cock buried deep in her pussy he began to shoot stream after stream of his cum into her. How he kept himself quiet in that moment he could not have explained.
 
Natalie couldn't take it anymore. She did not hear Rafe's demands of her having to cum as she had finally let loose. Her fingernails scratched at his skin as thick juice seeped out between her legs. Some covered his cock while another some ran down her thighs. She breathed heavily on to his neck, exhausted, a little anxious, and at the same time, relieved.

Natalie looked down, still seeing his cock buried inside her pussy. Her head slowly turned up, gazing up at Rafe, wondering what exactly was running through his mind.

At the same time, she had hoped that they could finally leave to some place with more privacy. Now that she had the experience, she didn't want to fuck in a public place again.
 
As Rafe became more aware of his surroundings again he looked down at Natalie. There was pleasure yes, but she was also clearly frightened and likely not even of him. They had made a wonderful mess and were both dripping in her juices.

“We'll check out here and then I'll get us a hotel room to clean up in private in,” he told her gently running his hand through her hair. He caught sight of himself in the mirror. She'd actually drawn a bit of blood with her nails in some places. Suddenly deep parts of him were calling for retribution, but he fought them down.

As they were getting dressed he causally mentioned, “and I forgive you for these,” pointing out the wounds. He hoped now that he'd said something out loud he wouldn't think about it again.

Finally, they gathered every together and checked out. The clothes for her had been much more expensive than he'd relaized, and he'd included a couple pairs of jeans and shirts for himself as well, but fortunately he had plenty of money. The cashier raised an eyebrow when he paid in cash, but otherwise no one in the store noticed them or their time in the changing room.

Soon he was opening the door to their room at the Super 8. The place was a bit of a dump, but it had all the necessities and cable television as well. Tv never held much appeal for him, but it was nice that it was there. They brought with them all of their new purchases and the little they'd brought in on the bike.

“Go ahead and get cleaned up if you like,” Rafe told Natalie.
 
As Natalie buttoned up her pants, Rafe pointed to her the various cuts she had caused him. Her face blushed red of embarrassment, almost the same shade as her top. She looked over her fingernail marks on his back and her teeth marks on the top of his shoulder.

Natalie stood beside Rafe as paid for both of their clothes, silent. She noticed the suspicious look the cashier gave Rafe as he paid in cash. Carrying one of the bags, she followed him outside.

While they were riding on his motorcycle, she noticed that they were going beyond town. In fact, they seem to be going to the highway, despite that their time there was brief. She wanted to ask where they were heading, and if the grocery store was really this far.

Instead, she found herself at a motel. The place looked rather seedy, or perhaps at a rural apartment. Taking her bag of clothes, and the tuna melt that she had gotten from the diner earlier, she looked around at the small room and the single bed.

"How long are we going to stay here?"

When Rafe offered Natalie the chance to wash up, she decided to take advantage of it. Especially with what happened earlier in the fitting room. She searched through her bag of new clothes to change in. Each article of clothing she pulled out was entirely new and from the store. With her clothes set, Natalie made her way inside the bathroom, took out her old clothes, and stepped in to the shower.

Well, at least it wasn't as bad as the gritty place made it out to be.
 
Rafe waited outside the bathroom until he heard the water in the shower running. Then he stripped off his clothes and slipped into the bathroom. He pushed the curtain aside and Natalie's eyes were on him as soon as he could see them. He stepped in behind her and felt the warm spray that wasn't blocked by her body.

“I hadn't planned on checking in yet, but I did want to stay the night and get the groceries in the morning before we left. I hadn't planned on taking you in the store, but it did bring something to mind, that not all of your training could be done back at the cabin.”

First, rinsing his hands in the water Rafe's hands went to Natalie's shoulders and he began to rub them. “I know you were scared in the store, but you did very good. I doubt that we will do that again, but it is good to know that if you have to you can keep calm enough to not arouse suspicion.”
 
"...but it did bring something to mind, that not all of your training could be done back at the cabin."

"What do you mean?"

As Rafe began to massage her shoulders, Natalie leaned back up against him, tilting her head upwards to look up at him. Her face fell a little when Rafe brought up, once more, about their little experience of sex in a public place and almost getting caught in the process. The thought of it had made her feel a little awkward, not exactly something she wanted to think about.
 
“We'll see if the opportunity presents itself, it may not,” he told her continuing to massage her shoulders, “Mostly I want you to myself, but I wonder ...” Rafe let his words deliberately hang in the air as he continued to try to relax Natalie. She had been very naive when he'd started with her and Rafe felt certain she would answer his question no, but he still asked.

“Have you ever thought of kissing a woman?”
 
Natalie let out a sigh when Rafe began to get firm in his massages on her shoulders. She was afraid that if he kept going, she would collapse to the floor. And knowing Rafe, he would take advantage of it.

Her face transformed from relaxed to slight confusion when Rafe asked how she felt about kissing girls. Tilting her head back to look up at him, wondering what kind of question was that supposed to be. She turned her head back, watching as the water dripped from her hair and body, with more shooting out from the shower head.

"I guess it would be weird. I never really think much of kissing girls. Except...you know, if they are your friends and you kiss them on the cheek."
 
Rafe continued his massage, he wanted her relaxed. “Some women share more than a gentle kiss on the cheek,” he told her softly, “They share passionate kisses, and more. Sex. Using their tongues and fingers to give each other as much pleasure as possible.”

His hands moved from her shoulders and began to move along her sides over her slick skin. Leaning in closely he kissed her neck. “I want to see you with another woman. If we find another willing woman would you try for me. Kiss her, let her teach you to lick her pussy.”

The thought of her with a woman had been insidious and Rafe was quickly forgetting he'd meant to go easier on Natalie during this trip. Not that fucking her right in the store had helped.
 
The thought was beyond strange to Natalie. Growing up, there was always the notion of boys and girls getting in to a relationship with one another but she had never heard of couples of the same sex get serious with each other. She didn't move much from where she stood, but there was a noticeable shift when her back no longer rested up against Rafe's chest.

The proposal did seem to make her uncomfortable. Natalie quietly reached out and turned the faucet, shutting off the shower. She kept her gaze at her feet while her hand rubbed up and down her arm before she dropped that hand to the side.

Maybe it was trivial insecurity on Natalie's part. What confused her was what Rafe told her last night about him not wanting to be with other women. Maybe he meant that his relationships with other women wouldn't be as serious as what he considered Natalie. But how serious, really, did he consider her?

She didn't want to upset Rafe, but how was she going to tell him that she wasn't exactly comfortable with the idea at this point without wondering if he was going to leave her and find another young woman to claim.
 
Natalie grew very quiet and got out of the shower. She didn't even look at him. It obviously wasn't something she knew about before telling her so it couldn't be some kind of bias against it. Maybe she wanted to tell him no, but didn't know how to like in the Diner about the park.

Rafe followed her out of the shower and grabbed a towel. He wrapped it around Natalie and stood there holding her. “What are you thinking Natalie?” he asked her in a soft tone, “Remember you can tell me anything. Nothing should be embarrassing. I always want to know what you're thinking.”

Rafe held her close and kissed her ear. Confusion he'd expected, but not this. He stood there waiting for her answer still dripping wet.
 
"I've seen a lot of women in the world and been with many too, but no one else would ever do Natalie."

Maybe she had misinterpreted what he had said last night. Maybe he didn't really want her like she thought he did. Maybe him wanting her was the same way he "wanted" those other women he met, and that one day, he'll disregard her and treat her the same way he treated other women.

All these maybe's floated around her head like a smog. It was extremely odd for her to feel jealous about the potential women, especially if they were attractive. Between her and several thousands of others that he knew and got "attracted" to, what were the chances now that he was going to run off with another woman and...to add in extra blows...leave her for dead. Maybe it was because Rafe stayed around long enough to have her get used to him that now letting him go would be a bit...perhaps painful? She didn't exactly know the words.

Even so, she often struggled to find a way to refuse some of his requests, whether sexual or not.

Natalie decided to feed bits and pieces in the fire but being careful not to get too personal about her own feelings.

"There's something uncomfortable about the whole thing..." She was afraid to look up at him.
 
She didn't always tell him when she was afraid or nervous, but Natalie was being especially evasive about this. Rafe moved to face her and stooped a little to look her in the eye.

“You were nervous about so many of the things I taught you,” Rafe told her, “So tell me why this is so uncomfortable. I know you'll enjoy it.”

Rafe wasn't sure what was wrong, so it was hard to reassure her. The best thing to do would be to back down about it, but the idea had taken too much hold for that. He wanted her to know every sexual trick, so she would always please him.
 
He only wanted you, her conscience chastised Natalie. He never said he loved you in the first place. What the hell are you thinking?

When Rafe made his way around her, Natalie quickly lowered her gaze. Her fingers clutched to the hem of her towel lightly, trying to distract herself by staring at the tile in the corner of her eye.

"What are the chances that even if I did it with another woman and once it's all over and done that you would leave with her instead?" she whispered. It wasn't out of anger or sarcasm, but the hint of fear in her tone was hopefully enough to give Rafe a basic hint on what's running through her head about the situation.
 
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In a strange way her words gave Rafe so much relief. Not only was it a problem easily fixed, but she didn't want him to leave. She'd come in town willingly and never tried to run, but he'd thought it was out of fear. That it would always be out of fear.

He pulled Natalie close and kissed her, deeply and passionately. “Some part of me thought for certain you would run from me on this trip Natalie. I will never leave you. I will always be here to protect you, care for you, and drive you wild in ways you can barely admit you want. I want to teach you every sexual trick you could learn. No woman on this earth could draw me away just like no man could take you from me.” His words had been rushed and happy and as soon as he finished them he kissed her again. A long lingering kiss where his tongue explored her mouth before their lips parted. Rafe was ecstatic.
 
Immediately, Natalie was surprised not only by the kiss, but the rather jovial and happiness in his tone. Instead of being happy with him, Natalie was genuinely confused by his reaction. This was the first time she had seen and heard Rafe as a rather happy being.

Standing tip toed, she returned the kiss, though softer. Opposite to Rafe's kisses from earlier. Despite the assurance, Natalie was still a little worried.

"Um...could we postpone the whole thing? I mean the whole getting together with a woman. Just for now." She asked in a meek tone.
 
Part of him was angry at her. She knew she needed to do anything he asked and he'd punished her before. Rafe calmed himself though, he needed to go soft on her for a little while still and she had just made him happy to know she wanted him to stay with her. It should take a lot more than this to anger him enough to punish her, for now.

“No,” he told her, “not completely. If I find a woman who will I want you to try kissing her. See how it feels. I doubt we ever see her again, but it should be a passionate kiss where you hold her, use your tongue. It doesn't have to go anything further than that though.”

Rafe let go of Natalie and got himself a towel to start drying off with. “Now get dressed in one of those hot new outfits of yours,” he called out to her as he dried his hair, “I have someplace else to show you.” Rafe got dressed in some of his own new clothes. There was little that could ruin his day now.
 
Natalie slightly winced when Rafe told her no. Not only because that would mean she would have to attempt to experiment with a woman for the first time, but also that she caught the hint that Rafe was trying to not lash out on her. Even when Rafe was calm, she heard the strain in his voice, him holding back his anger.

So much for being able to tell him anything. She thought to herself. Maybe it was saved for things that he wanted to hear. Or maybe the situation between the two when it came to how they felt towards each other had wrought her with confusion.

She forced a small smile. It was all she could do without potentially setting Rafe off. Wordlessly, she exited the bathroom and picked through the shopping bag, picking out the sleeveless top and a pair of jeans. Not knowing where they were going, she wasn't sure how to "appropriately" dress.
 
The jeans fit her curves in lots of nice ways and her new top fit just right as well. Rafe smiled and Natalie did as well, but hers seemed off. “I'm not used to this,” Rafe told her almost defensively, “I am trying, but I'm still going to expect a lot from you.” He left it at that not sure what else to tell her and led her down to the bike.

He still loved the feel of her arms around him as they rode. When he stopped the bike again they were in a more rundown section of the town. The building he parked in front of only had two other cars there and only a faded beat up sign identified the place, Adults Only. He'd been lucky to find this place the first time. As he led Natalie to the door he told her, “If you want anything or are curious about it, we can buy it, but you don't have to. I just wanted you to see this place.”

When he opened the door he revealed a surprisingly nice interior lined with sex toys, lingerie, videos and magazines of all kinds of pornographic nature. Rafe watched Natalie as she took in where he had brought her, in the doorway. He was curious how the young girl would react to so many explicities.
 
As the two rode on Rafe's motorcycle, Natalie mentally reminded herself to buy some goggles for the motorcycle trips. Whenever Rafe made a sharp turn, Natalie held on to him tight.

When they reached a run down building, she wondered if Rafe decided to take her to a bar after all. She wouldn't mind the bar. The age issue may probably be a factor on her part. But as Rafe led her in, immediately she knew that this was no bar. Like a child, her eyes went wide at the sight. A natural reaction to seeing something of this caliber for the first time.

Looking around the store at the magazine, the lingerie, the toys, and catching a glimpse of a porn movie playing on a TV propped in the high corner of the ceiling, the place reminded Natalie of a Dr. Jekyll laboratory. Only with sex toys and other paraphernalia.

Natalie did not really say much, looking over some of the sex toys and the lingerie display nearby.
 
Rafe stifled a chuckle at the look on her face as she walked quietly into the store. She began looking over things and Rafe leaned over her shoulder, “If you have any questions about what you see, what its for, or anything, ask.” That was all Rafe said to her before leaving her to explore it on her own. She hadn't refused to go in or freaked out on him at all, so he was happy and decided not to push Natalie any more at the moment.

Instead Rafe made his way to the counter where a fairly young woman, mid twenties or so, leaned against the counter reading a book. She'd taken the paper cover off the hard back book so he couldn't see what it was or if it would tell him anything about her. The woman herself had a pierced nose and short black hair, her attire was mostly black with metal buckles and studs scattered through the fabric. Hearing him, the woman turned to face him revealing an out of place name tag bearing the name, “donna”.

“Donna, can I ask you a question ...,” the conversation began and as it continued the woman named Donna began sneaking peaks across the store at Natalie.
 
Natalie was unaware that Rafe had made his way towards the counter, or that he began to chat it up with the cashier behind the counter, or that he was talking about her to the random stranger. Wandering about the store like a curious kid at a candy store, she came across a display of vibrating dildos. She reached out and looked over one of the dildos, accidentally flipping on the switch.

The sudden vibration startled Natalie that she nearly dropped the phallic figure to the floor. She caught it with her hand in the nick of time, switched the device off, and quickly placed it back on the shelf. Her face flushed red with the bit of embarrassment before she stepped away from the case.

Still unaware of the conversation directed towards her, she walked to a section that held assortments of chains, whips, gags, ropes, and the like.

Skipping that section along, she went in to the back room where the section of DVDs were stocked. The room, under fluorescent black light, made the place seem all the more eerie. There was another TV screen that played a different porn film, much different to the one in the store.

Trying to ignore the film, as tempting as it looked, Natalie went through the titles one by one.
 
Rafe left the counter and made his way towards Natalie stopping to watch her for a moment before approaching her. She glanced nervously once or twice at the movie playing, but quickly turned away from it again as if she was ashamed for wanting to see it. Instead, she was flipping through some of the titles on the rack. Rafe walked over next to her and looked at the movie she was holding at the moment, a naked red head flanked by two men in fake police uniforms on the cover.

“What do you think so far Natalie,” he asked her, “seeing anything you like or want to see more of?” He turned to look at the movie playing hoping she would too.
 
The encounter was so sudden that Natalie was surprised the second she heard his voice. So surprised, in fact, that she dropped the DVD she was holding. Her face flushed red with embarrassment as he stood right next to her. How long was he standing there? Or even watching her?

She took a quick glance at Rafe, who glanced at the TV screen in the room before quickly taking out another DVD, looking down at the cover to distract herself. The cover was a photograph of a woman's legs and arms, both bound, were sticking out in the closet. Tied around her ankle was a long metal chain that didn't seem to lead anywhere.

"It's really interesting." She replied in a meek voice.
 
“Stop,” Rafe told her calmly placing his hands on her shoulders, “You are too tense, too nervous. Remember how it felt when you relaxed in the store earlier? I'm here so no one will hurt you and in stores like this people don't judge you. Now take a deep breath and tell me about what you like that you've seen here.”

He began to rub Natalie's shoulders again trying to help her relax. Perhaps it was too soon to push another woman on her.
 
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