you were the perfect target. Still so small, yet dressed like you had never been noticed in your life. you had to have known the reputation of this bar, right? you had to have known the women who disappear after coming, the boyfriends left without a date, powerless to stop the surge of men ravaging his girl in front of him. And yet you came, all alone.
I was doing you a favor, singling you out like that. Most girls wouldn’t have survived the night without breaking, but I made sure to get you out as soon as possible. I didn’t drug your drink or anything. I didn’t even try and get you drunk. I simply ambushed you in the bathroom, cutting you off from the exit. of course you wondered what I was doing in there with you, not even letting you finish up first before assaulting you. In a flash, a knife was under what little clothes you were wearing, shredding them with surgical precision. And there you stood, naked, shivering, too scared to even cry out. but I wasn’t done with you.
In an effort to get my little prey all to myself, I sneak you out through the window in the bathroom, bruising your skin as I pull you with me. You started screaming then, knowing what was happening. You might have even wanted this from the beginning, but now that it was real you wanted out. But it’s too late for that, isn’t it pet?
a bag goes over your head as I throw your naked body into the trunk. I take a moment to grope your shivering little kitty before closing you in. I didn’t want you to be able to find your way back after all. My cock is hard the entire drive, lurching every time one of your sobs makes it through to the front seat.
After an hour or so of driving, the car turns off. You hear the door open, and just like that the bag is torn off your head. you look up at me, shivering, afraid, begging to be let go. I had heard it all before, of course. Wordlessly, I throw you over my shoulder and carry you inside. Your screams only make me more addicted to your body. When we’re inside, I take you down a flight of stairs before depositing you on the cold, hard concrete of my basement. you see a well worn anchor point, a filthy mattress, and nothing else. No doors, no windows.
After locking the door, you’re deposited on the mattress. And that’s when the screaming really begins. I wrap my hand around your throat to stifle it, making you look me in my eyes as your vision slowly starts to constrict. Right as your eyes begin to flutter, i toss you down again, getting on top of your body, pressing mine onto yours. It sounds like you’ve learned kitten, you’ve finally stopped screaming.
At least until my cock is inside of you. It starts again then, the screaming, the begging, the fighting. But I love every moment of it. You get so fucking tight when you fight. I start taking you in earnest. humping you into the mattress, the broken springs digging into your back as i hump my unprotected cock into you.
Over the next hour, I hear every single plea, threat, and demand in the book. You tell me you’re too small to be treated this roughly. You told me you’d call the cops. You told me your boyfriend would find me. Judging by how many different ones you made, It was easy to tell you were bluffing. No one would ever find out, not unless I wanted them to.
The boyfriend one was your last. As those words left your mouth, they were quickly replaced with a moan. The first one I had gotten from you. I grab your hand and bring it to where our bodies are joined.
You had gotten wet.
I knew exactly what you wanted after that. The next time I told you how your boyfriend could try you squeaked out another moan. Hearing what exactly I would do to him if he found you made you cum.
Such a good girl, cumming for your first time of many. After that, you were putty. The screaming continued, but it was frequently broken by your sweet little moans. You still struggled when my hand wrapped around your throat, but you also gripped down on me.
After hour 2, your screams had stopped completely. All that was left were breathy little moans, punctuated by cries as you came for me. All of this built me up, I was too close to stop. I bet you could feel it, because you immediately begged me to pull out. To at least not cum in your sore little kitty. You offered to take it down your throat. Soon the cries started again, swiftly silenced by my hand around your throat. You came one last time for me, milking out every drop of cum from my swollen balls. I couldn’t have been sure, but was that a quiet little “daddy” you let out as I sunk all the way into you? Either way, the last thing you felt before you go unconscious was my cock pulsating inside you.
You wake up in your own bed. Bruised, aching, completely naked. Your ruined clothes in a heap on your floor. I had found your address from your phone and driven you home. You spent the entire day crying into your stuffed animals, even ignoring calls from your boyfriend. Even as you sobbed though you couldn’t help but grind your thighs together. Couldn’t help but touch the bruises on your neck and moan at how sore they were.you tried to cum, to make the aching stop so you could go back to normal, but it just built you up even more. You even called your boyfriend over to have him fuck you so you could forget. We both know he couldn’t sate you though.
Luckily for you I had decided to come back the next day. I saw your boyfriend sleeping as you desperately ground your palm into your slit and decided to take over.
There wasn’t any screaming this time, was there princess? you sat in my lap so sweetly, bit down on my neck to keep from crying out.you even seemed dissapointed when I wore a condom this time. We spent the entire night in each others arms, you cumming on your rapists cock until you couldn’t anymore. you didn’t even resist when I put my mouth on yours. By the time I cum, you’re too exhausted to stay up.
You wake up the next day with my number written on your slit. You were disgusted with yourself when you wrote it down. You even made sure it didn’t wash off when you showered before getting back in bed with him.
It took a whole 4 days before your will broke again and you called me. Just a shaky little voice asking me to come pick her up. I’m there in a half hour. You even return my kiss this time, I knew I had you exactly where I wanted you.
The next 2 months went like that. Once a week I’d break into your house to fuck you while you’re boyfriend was asleep. The entire weekend you’d spend in my basement, chained to that filthy mattress as you beg me to stop. It all stopped one day however. I found you had moved, you didn’t return my calls. And so I figured it had ended. I leave you one last text – “I hope every time that boy of yours touches you you remember how hard you came for me. I love you baby girl”
and so I went back to my normal haunts. Finding and breaking girls as they came in, but none of them did what you did to me.
The silence broke, late one night. All it was was a new address and a quick message “I love you too”
I was with a girl, the same scenario as our first time. She was struggling when I let her go, deciding immediately I would come to you.
I noticed a couple of new things when I show up. I see a promise ring on your finger. Your boyfriend had given it to you. I can only assume you being pregnant was the reason for it. I also saw him tied down. Fully lucid with a gag in his mouth.
The last thing I saw was a noose around your neck. You present me the other end of it when I come in, before kissing me sweetly and spreading yourself. I find out quickly the baby is mine, to the shock and horror of your watching boyfriend.
And so we make love one last time. I push myself into you as you promise yourself to me completely. I promise you my cock will never ache for anyone like it did for you. We do this for hours in front of our unwilling audience. you cum hard and every time you do I lessen the slack on your noose. And soon it’s time for me to finish. I bury myself inside you, my balls pulsing cum deep in you. I kiss down on you, and finally do what you wanted all this time. I tell you I love you one last time before yanking the last little bit of slack out, listening to the sn*p of your neck as you submit yourself to me completely.
I leave you there with him, knowing you were never his. I meant every word I said to you kitten, no girl ever compared to you after that. I was yours, just like you were mine.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/qotcqg/claiming_you_completely_one_last_time_ncsnuff