She Sells Seashells

[Calyxxx]

Mallory had always been a soft spoken, quiet girl. This fact tended to startle most of the people she met, thinking that a girl as beautiful as she must be vain and egotistical. Her long brown hair cascaded down her back in a wave of curls, and her skin glowed bronze from the bright caribbean sun. Her tight, firm body was clothed, as usual, in a small bikini and brightly printed wrap which hugged tightly to her hips. In her own opinion, Mallory felt she was too small, and at 5'2" tall, she may have been correct. On the other hand, many of the men she knew, local or tourist, found her attractive, her c cup breasts sitting perfectly on her otherwise small chest.

This day, Mallory had been assigned the task of closing up shop for the night, a task she, on any other day, quite enjoyed. The small shell and bead jewellery storefront was located perfectly on a boardwalk near the beach. Mallory loved the smell of the ocean, and the sound of the waves as they crashed into the sand. Today was different, however. As of late, Mallory found herself constantly nervous, always checking over her shoulder, walking quickly, breathing heavily. The reason was a note she had recieved last week under the door of her apartment. It was quite a peculiar note:

Dearest Mallory,

After several attempts at creating a bond, starting a relationship with the most beautiful girl I've met, it has come to my attention that she may be playing hard to get. I send this note, wrapped in my love, to express the following:

You will be mine, whether it be willingly, or not. I will have you as my own, and you will grow to love me, as I love you now.

Yours

Mallory had been quite frightened by the note, as she should have been. She had wracked her brain for days trying to determine the author of the note. She was invited out by many men daily, some drunken, some not, and now she felt as if everyone was a suspect. And so, as she was closing up the shop, a hard lump of dread was weighting down her stomach.

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Will become closed after the obvious needed character is filled.

 

[woohoo2]

The evening wind played with the edges of the long, black coat, which the man was wearing. There was a silence all around, a silver silence of the small town late in the evening, the sun has already set and everyone was probably asleep. Ocassionaly you could have heard a cat or mice or some other distant noises, which an ordinary man could not name.

Peter considered himself not to be ordinary. And she was quite special, too. Ah yes... Mallory, he spent hours thinking about her, observing her, consuming her gorgious body with his eyes. That day when he first met her, such a magical day, when he was wandering about and found this small shop. He didn't feel like walking in, but once he did, he was absolutely stunned and couldn't believe that there was such an angel inside. Mallory... Her long brown hair, so soft and beautiful, her tanned skin, and that breathtaking bikini and a tight wrap around her hips, hips he could draw or paint if he knew how to draw or paint. She asked him something that day, but his face expression must have been odd, anyway, he couldn't remember what he replied. From that day on he was there every day, well, he didn't always walk inside, since he didn't want her to suspect anything. She was his, his and only his! His own. No other man could look at her or even touch her. Even a thought like that was driving him crazy. After all, this was obviously destiny. She wanted him, he wanted her. Destiny... And they were such a perfect match.

A crack of the key in the lock woke him up from his flow of memories. With that sound, Peter's heart started beating harder. It was her! She was closing her shop and today was that day when he made up his mind. It is time to act! Today she must be his!

He carefully looked out of the corner of the building. Mallory was standing there, at the end of a dim alley, struggling with the shop's lock. Peter swallowed and decided it was time.

"Good evening, my dear Mallory." she said as he walked out of the shadows, trying to make his voice sound tubular. He wanted to make an impression on her. He was wearing a dark coat with a hood, so his face remained unseen. He also noticed his long shadow cast on the ground of the poorly lit alley, full moon behind his back.

 

[Calyxxx]

OOC: Welcome! Glad to have you join!
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Mallory carefully checked down both sides of the alley before she emerged from the rear of the shop, hearing it lock behind her. She slipped her key quickly into the door to lock the deadbolt when a voice was heard behind her.

She froze, a chill running up her spine and a tight knot forming in the pit of her stomach. She whirrled around to face the voice, but saw only a shadow, coming slowly towards her.

"Wh...who's there? Stop!" She grabbed her keys tightly in her hand and took a few steps backwards. "Go away... I'll call the police!"

 

[woohoo2]

OOC: Hey, hey, let's have some cool roleplay!

He made an impression on her, good, bad... it didn't matter, but he almost felt her fear, her goose skin as she jumped up in surprise after he spoke. For a moment Peter fought with a sudden flow of emotions, feeling strange anger raising slowly inside his stomach, radiating to the other parts of his body, giving him extra strength. That anger was mixed with admiration for Mallory, total admiration. God, how beautiful she looked on that small alley, in the depths of the night, only one heartbeat away, but that one important one.

"Wh...who's there? Stop!" Mallory sapped.

"What do you mean who, you...." he bit his tongue, making an effort to control his still raising anger. Anger on her, anger on everyone, himself maybe, the whole world. She is his, she is his, she belongs to him. Why isn't she in his arms, what stupid things is she talking about?

"Stop what?" the words came out of his mouth like bullets, like sharp pieces of metal, hurting when touched. Her legs were so gorgious, he wanted to devour her entirely, but somehow felt it wasn't proper. Not yet, it's not the right moment, timing was important. On the other hand, now, at this very moment, why wait? Let his feelings drive him, he had so much to show her, they will travel round the world, so many places he will show her, places he already associate with her, she is the sunshine, she is the stars on the sky, she makes people live and she lets them die.

"Go away... I'll call the police!" she whispered. Only with great effort he could control himself any further. He suddenly moved his hand and sprang his finger and pointed towards her face. "You!!" His feelings gave him strength and extreme speed, he did that within a flick of the finger, so she had no time to react. His finger was now so close to her face, he was pointing almost right into her eye, like if he wanted to penetrate her at this very moment, with this simple, yet violent gesture. He put all his anger and malice and poison he had inside into this one gesture, his other fingers formed in a fist closed so tight that the entire hand was almost white. The edge of his dark coat floated in the air and a distant howling could have been heard for a very short moment.

"You!!" he sapped, he felt adrenaline in his veins, which made it difficult to speak "You know!" more bullets and more sharp pieces of metal. "Do not pretend that you didn't get the letter." His own violence surprised him, he couldn't recognize himself any more, what was happening? What devil took control over him? His anger was now overwhelming his mind, his body, any moment he felt he would stop controlling himself. And her beauty tripled the feeling. Her soft skin, slim legs, so gorgiuos that it almost hurt, her skirt and a wrap, so tightly closing around the hips, her breasts, so helpless. And a cute face, now with a tormented and terrified look, which made her look even more divine. Oh yes, he wanted to induce feelings in her, she has to know how muich he loves her, how much he adores her. His entire body was shaking, suddenly he realized that his libido was hard, very hard.

 

[Calyxxx]

Mallory gasped as the man was suddenly in front of her. He spoke of the frightening letter she recieved and her legs began to shake violently. Taking a step backwards she turned away and ran. The flip-flop sandals she was wearing proved to be more hindering than helpful, and she kicked them off as she ran.

 

[woohoo2]

For a moment, he was paralyzed, totally surprised. "She escape?" A short confusion wore off quickly and Peter realized he had to act. No... He can't let her run away, not now. He started chasing her, with long strides, he was right behind her, gasping as he ran.

"Why run from your destiny?" he sapped and he knew she could almost feel his breath on her shoulder.

 

[Calyxxx]

Mallory heard him closely behind her and screamed out, her eyes temporarily blurred by tears. She reached the end of the alley, and was heartbroken to find it walled off by a tall fence. She gasped in horror and gripped the chain link in her hands. She felt a hand on her shoulder and turned to face the man.

 

[woohoo2]

It was a dead end alley.

As soon as he realized that, Peter felt confident. The fatum was on his side tonight. *Isn't it destiny?* he thought *she is meant to be mine, she is mine!* He slowed down and approached her with no rush .

"Well, well, my dearest Mallory" he started slowly "There is no point in running. Besides, where would you run? I will find you everywhere." she still couldn't see his face, as it remained in shadow "So..." he suddenly and violently grabbed her arm and turned her to face him "why do you run, huh? Huh? Why? I ask you WHY?!" He kept the distance, but he was still grabbing her arm and didn't let this grip go. This contact, although firm somehow paralyzed him. This was her arm, the arm of the most gorgious girl in the world. His girl! He could feel her thin arm and the bone underneath the skin. She seemed so fragile, she was obviously terrified and tears appeared in her eyes.

Her sight brought back the flow of emotions and excitement. Argh, he wanted her so bad, her entire body was helpless, he was in control, total control and she was his belonging. His own. He couldn't resist not to look at her legs again, his eyes glanced over her perfect waiste and breasts, almost as if he was touching her with his sight.

"Did I let you run, huh? Huh? Tell me did I?" he knew he couldn't see him and that made him feel good. He was quite tall, dominating her in every way and the night intensified this moment of intimacy, as he was certain this was it. He smelled the night, a bit of the moisture in the air. He knew he felt his tight grip on her arm, a strong grip.

"Do you know that you excite me?" he almost shouted "Do you? I demand that you answer immediately, do you know that?"

 

[Calyxxx]

Mallory flinched as the man yelled at her. She shrunk back against the fence and tears ran unchecked down her cheeks. She trembled under the touch of his hand on her arm and felt her mouth drying. All attempts at speaking were halted in her throat.

 

[woohoo2]

He let go of her arm, then spread both his arms to the side, for the moment he looked like a batman, a big shady figure, dark blue sky behind his back.

He clenched his teeth and whispered "Do not run, do not hide, you are mine."

A flow of desire ran through him and once again he resisted a strong temptation to hold her weak, trembling body.

 

[Calyxxx]

Mallory began to sob. She covered her head with her hands and tears ran down her cheeks. She screamed out into the dark night.

"Help! Somebody help me!!" Looking up at the man in front of her, she stood and flailed her arms out, striking him on the shoulder and the side of his arm.

"Go away!"

 

[woohoo2]

She amused him with the sudden attack, pounding him on the shoulders, which didn't hurt at all. She screamed out into the night, her voice vibrating in his ears, he could feel her emotions, he sensed her fear, her traumatic state of mind, terror in the eyes. *This will be the night she would remember* a sarcastic thought crossed his mind.

"Go away?" he asked in a slightly amused voice "Why would I do that? Aren't you enjoying yourself, my dear Mallory?"

The man caught her hands by the wrists and watched her struggle for a while. He gave her time to oppose him. Gosh, she was beautiful. As she shook her head and twisted her body in an assault against him, Peter only moved his hips forward, cutting the distance between them in half. His cock was hard as steel now and despite the dark night, she might have seen it too.

 

[Calyxxx]

Mallory cried out again, fear mixed with frustration. She could feel herself growing weaker and she settled a bit, not wanting to waste energy. Panting, she spoke softly.

"W..what...what do you want?"

 

[woohoo2]

"You. I want you."

He still kept her by her wrists, enjoying the sudden wave of weakness or hers. Mallory didn't stop to fascinate him, she seemed strong and yet so weak and fragile. The desire was strong in him, yet he found it exciting to oppose it. It was a game, it was his game and he will play it according to the rules. His cock was hard as steel rod now and he felt waves of heat and cold flowing through his body and down the spine. The excitement cumulated somewhere deep inside his body ready to burst, when he didn't know.

"Does this answer your question?" he asked softly and ironically.

 

[Calyxxx]

Mallory screamed out at him, anger ripe on her face.

"Go away! Go away you sick freak!" She leaned her head back and spit at him, the glob landing squarely on his nose. "Leave me alone!"

 

[woohoo2]

He slowly let go of her wrists, the glob going down from the tip of his nose towards the ground, he caught it with his hand and licked his hand, tasting it.

Then he smacked her on the face.

It wasn't hard, but he did it quickly, so the impet must have surprised Mallory. And, he was hoping, she felt both the pain and his anger a little. A little.

"What do you think you are doing, stupid girl?" he spitted the words at her "I'm trying to be nice. Do you want to ruin our love? Why do you want to run from destiny? You want me, I want you, aren't we a perfect couple? It's a miracle," he grabbed her by her hair and shook her head, he did it quite firmly, too firmly perhaps "someone is showing you a lot attention and love, won't you appreciate it?" He let her hair go.

"OK... Well... if you want to go so much, then... go, it's a free country and this is a free alley. And I'm just passing by." He stepped back and showed her the way towards the other end of the alley, towards freedom. "Voila! Go if this is what you desire."

 

[Calyxxx]

Mallory recoiled in horror when he slapped her. Tears ran down her cheeks. He ranted and raved for a few more minutes and finally, it seemed as if he was letting her go free? Mallory stood as he moved aside, and she ran down the alley, struggling to find the key to her car as she did.

 

[woohoo2]

Peter looked back at her as she was running. Then he noticed she got to the car and nervously started looking for the key, her hands shaking. *Heh,* he thought *just as in one of those cheap horror movies, now I will be going to get her and she will be looking for the key, will the monster eat her or will she find it and manage to escape in the last moment? We just need some dramatic music in the background.* he laughed to his thoughts and the laughter sounded devilish, as he was alone in the darkness.

He shrugged and slowly started walking towards her. "Mallory, do you think I am a complete fool? Here.... are you looking for this?" he took out a car key from his pocket. "Na na na na" he teased her "Come to daddy, be nice and maybe you will get your key. After some spanking, that is." he smirked

 

[Calyxxx]

Mallory turned around, back against her car door, and stared at the man with horror on her face.

"How did you? Aaarrgghh!" Who was this guy? What did he want? She watched as he came towards her, a smirk on his face.

 

[woohoo2]

That was it, he thought. He teased her, he teased himself, he couldn't really stand it anymore, he was excited a long time ago, his excitement only rose over time, he felt a disturbing turbulence inside his stomach, which intensified near the bottom of his spine.

"Now that's enough of play" he spit the words "Come here!" and without waiting her grabbed her arm and pulled her to the side, intensionally trying to bring her out of balance. He pulled her violently.

 

[Calyxxx]

Mallory screamed, and lost her balance when the man yanked her. She fell to her knees in front of him scraping them on the hard concrete. Fear welled up inside her and her tears splashed down to the ground.

 

[woohoo2]

He didn't mean to pull her that violently, so she would drop onto her knees, but... eh... it happened. This violent move brought a sudden and unexpected powerful surge of excitment flowing through him. He felt his blood in his ears, felt dizzy for a quick moment and he could swear that he must turned red on his face, yet she obviously couldn't see it, as his face remained behind the shadow of his hood.

He sapped "Now you... you will have it... stupid girl! Me... nice... and you... this love destroyed..." he couldn't really speak, he was too excited. He did his best to control himself, but couldn't. He slapped her again, then grabbed her by her hair and dragged towards the alley. With one rapid move he stripped her off her skirt. He was breathing heavily.

"Why... not want... it?" he tried to ask.

 

[Calyxxx]

As she cried, Mallory was thrown against a wall and felt her skirt ripping away, leaving her standing in nothing but her bathing suit top and bottoms.

"Why?" She cried. "I don't even know who you are! Leave me alone!"