As Nature Intended | [MF] [Rape] [Non-con] [Creampie] [Rough] [Very Rough] [I mean VERY rough]

*this story was based off of premise from a user who enjoyed my last story! if you enjoy my writing and want to give me some ideas by all means please send them my way!*

*WARNING: this story contains a rather brutal rape. if this topic upsets or triggers you, please, please, please do not read. the last thing i want is someone getting upset over my writing. i don’t condone rape, this is just a kink.*

Brie hated her gym. It was filthy and scruffy and in the worst part of town; down near the docks where drug deals were made in broad daylight and whores smoked and gave blowjobs on street corners without any repercussions. On more than one occasion she had been propositioned by some strange man, usually near the dilapidated bus station on her way home, asking her how much she charges for an hour. ‘More than you can afford,’ she would say back, usually followed by an obscene hand gesture.

So, why did she work out here and not some other gym? One reason. Lack of cash. Brie was currently working in a bar and wasn’t exactly bringing home the bacon, and all the other gym’s had memberships that would strike a hefty dent in the money she did manage to squirrel away every month. At least here she could afford the membership and still be able to eat and pay rent on time. And the last thing she was gonna do was go back to her parents begging for financial help, not again.

It was 9 pm, nearly closing time. She was on the treadmill, coming to the end of a five-kilometre run. If she was quick, she could get the shower before they closed up. She had her earbuds in and was blasting her workout playlist, mostly high-tempo electronica. The skittering beats helped her get into a good running rhythm, and sometimes even made her forget that she was exercising in such a shithole.

The screen on the treadmill showed that she had just passed the five-kilometre mark. She tapped the screen and the machine began to slow to a stop, then she hopped off and stretched her sore legs. The gym was empty, except for a man on the far side of the room, who was sat on a bench and curling a dumbbell between his legs. Brie had seen him before a few times. She had never caught his name but *had* caught him checking out her ass while she was on the treadmill. It made her skin crawl. Not that it surprised her, she was the only woman who frequented this place and was likely a rare sight for these bodybuilding meatheads.

The showers were next to where he was sat. He was bald and had a large black beard, and was built like a tank, kind of reminding Brie of those worlds strongest men competitions you see on TV. The dumbbell in his hand was three times the weight of the ones she used. He gave a sly smile as she passed, his eyes locked to her legs and ass. She did her best to ignore him but still felt a shiver of fear creep down her spine. Something about his eyes. They were so… hungry. She avoided eye contact and carried on, feeling his eyes burning through her clothes.

Compared to the rest of the gym, the women’s showers were relatively clean. Most likely because they hardly ever got used. She entered one of the cubicles and turned the water on, letting it get warm, then went and got undressed in front of the mirror. She was wearing tight grey joggers and a matching sports bra. She folded them and rested them on a bench, then slipped out of her blue panties. Her toned body gleamed with sweat. She pulled her hairband away and let her long, dirty blonde hair fall over her shoulders and pert breasts.

By the time she got in the shower, a thick cloud of steam had filled the room. The water streamed down her body, washing away the sweat and soothing her aching muscles. She found a body wash on the side and squirted a dollop into her palm then began rubbing it into a creamy lather over her body.

As she was rubbing down the inside of her thighs, she heard a voice say, ‘Need some help with that?’

She turned, nearly slipping on the soapy floor. The weightlifting guy from outside was stood there, with nothing but a towel around his waist.

Brie’s face flushed crimson ‘This the women’s shower. Get the hell out.’ She folded her arm over her breasts and covered her pussy with the other.

‘The men’s showers aren’t working,’ he said, ‘a blockage in the pipes.’

She scoffed, ‘You’re telling me a blockage has stopped every shower from working?’

‘Hey, don’t blame me,’ he raised his hands, ‘I’m no plumber. I just want a shower before I head home. I won’t take long, and you’re nearly done anyway.’

‘I guess…’ As she looked him over, she felt that familiar tingle of fear in her spine. It was as if the room had shrunken and his massive form was filling up the void.

‘Good.’ He let the towel fall and Brie gasped. A massive, uncut cock swung like a pendulum between his brawny legs. She turned away, ‘You can look at it if you want.’ He chuckled and entered a cubicle opposite her.

‘I’d rather not.’

‘Why not? I’ve seen you checking me out while I pump iron.’

Anger began to bubble up and she spat, ‘I have not!’

‘No need to deny it, babe. I get it. Most women are attracted to alphas.’

‘In your dreams, pal.’

Brie washed as much of the soap off as she could and decided it was time to leave. She switched the water off, still covering her naked body.

‘How you gonna do it?’ he asked.

‘Do what?’

‘Get your clothes back on without me catching a glimpse.’

‘Well, you could be a gentleman and turn away.’

‘No.’

God, this guy’s a creep, she thought.

‘Anyway,’ he said, ‘before you go, I need you to help me with something.’

‘What?’

‘This.’ He turned to face her and pointed at his crotch. That massive cock had somehow got bigger and was now fully erect, its purple tip aimed right at her. ‘I’m always super horny after a workout.’

Brie gulped, ‘This… this is harassment, y’know.’

‘Everything’s fucking harassment to you woke sluts nowadays.’

‘I’m gonna tell whoever owns this place that-’

‘No need. I’m the owner.’

He took a step forward and she took one back.

‘I’ve seen you looking at me. I know you want this dick.’

As he crept closer, she realised just how tall he was. She looked up, and somehow finding courage said, ‘Go fuck yourself.’

He smiled and grazed her shoulder with the back of his hand. ‘You’re so small. You know, I could just break you like a twig and just take what I want.’

She stared past him and calculated how long it would take to get to the door and through the gym to the exit. She’d have to run into the street naked, but it was better than what this motherfucker had planned for her.

‘As I said,’ she tensed herself, ready to make her move, ‘you can go fuck *yourself*.’ And on the last word she swiftly brought her knee up into his groin. He recoiled backwards and swore, and she pushed past and darted towards the door.

But she had misjudged his speed. She got only a few feet before she felt his arm wrap around her chest and violently pull her back, slamming her into one of the shower cubicles and onto her ass.

‘I guess you want it the hard way.’ He stepped into the cubicle. She kicked out at his crotch again but this time he was ready for it. He grabbed her ankle and twisted, sending a sharp pain up her leg. ‘You’ve got guts, I’ll give you that. Most bitches just go limp and let me do whatever I want to them. Not you though. You’ve got some fight in you. I like it.’

Screaming in terror, she struck with her other foot, this time aimed at his belly. The attack bounced off his abs, and he grabbed this foot with his free hand. He held her legs and pulled her out of the cubicle; she squirmed and tried to twist herself free, but his grip was extraordinarily tight.

Effortlessly, he opened her legs and forced his hips between them. He looked down at her pussy and licked his lips. There was just a faint patch of dark blonde hair above her opening.

She swung her arms at his face, hoping to catch him in the eyes. Hoping to cause serious enough damage that he’d stop. He dodged back and then grabbed both of her tiny wrists, holding them above her head in just one hand. He clutched her throat and said, ‘I could say that’ll it’ll hurt less if you don’t fight back, but we both know that’s a lie. So fight back all you want. Fight back and scream as loud as you can. No one will hear you. And it just makes my cock even harder.’

His immense weight pinned her to the damp tiled floor. In a sudden flash, reality hit her, and she realised there was no way out of this. Her frightened mind comprehended the fact she was about to be raped.

With no options left, Brie began to beg.

‘Please don’t this. You don’t have to. I won’t tell anyone about it, just stop and we can both leave.’ Her voice was raspy from the constraint on her throat, and just getting the words out made her feel woozy.

His dark eyes gleamed. At first, she thought that she had got through to him, that he saw what he was doing and would stop. But no, it wasn’t regret or shame. It was excitement in his eyes. Delight at what he was about to do.

‘This is just the way it. The way nature intended. Out in the wild, does the alpha of the pack ask for consent before mating with a female? No, he just takes what is rightfully his.’ He spat into his palm then rubbed his cock, the uncut monster slick and throbbing.

Brie felt herself stretch as he pushed his tip inside. Then she shrieked as he rammed his whole length into her. Her vision flashed white and a firey agony flared in her insides. She screamed out, a terrible sound of both immense dread and vast sorrow.

He squeezed her throat, cutting off the shrill shriek. ‘You’re so fucking tight.’ He said, breathless, ‘I bet it’s been a while since you’ve had a dick this big.’

The thick rod invading her hole pushed deep, bottoming out in her womb and each thrust delivering sharp burning sensations throughout her whole body, as if her nerves had been doused with lighter fluid then set ablaze. He gritted his teeth and grunted with each thrust, hate in his dark eyes. His grip was preventing oxygen from getting to her, and her head felt like a balloon. His face blurred above her, the light above his head stretching around him, giving him an angelic appearance. Then the light began to recede as if on a dimmer switch being slowly turned off. Grey splotches filled her vision, getting bigger and darker until there was only black.

He let off her throat and slapped her across the face, bringing her back to this sordid reality. She gasped, sucking in the air, her vision returning.

‘Don’t go blacking out on me, bitch,’ he slapped her again, ‘I want you to feel everything.’

As he went to grab her throat again, she moved her head and caught his hand in her mouth, then bit down as hard as she could. She tasted blood and he screamed out, letting her arms go free. She swiped at his face, making contact with her nails and forcing him to recoil.

She twisted on her belly and squirmed from underneath him, making it to her feet and breaking into a sprint, shoulder barging the door and into the gym. The exit was only forty or so feet away but as she ran it felt more like five hundred, and the ache in her groin slowed her. Behind her, she heard the patter of angry footsteps and swearing, getting closer and closer.

She felt the cool metal of the door handle for only a split second as the giant arm again clutched her belly and pulled her back into torment. He lifted her and chucked over his shoulder like a ragdoll, her light body flying through the air a few feet before crashing into a weight rack and sending weights rolling across the dirty wooden floor. She groaned as blunt pain travelled up her spine and over her shoulders.

‘You’ve got a fuck ton of fight in ya, I’ll give you that,’ blood dripped from his hand and he had three deep scratches on his left cheek, ‘but we’re not done yet.’ His cock was still erect, the thrill of the chase making him rock hard. The long member shone with her pussy juices.

Agonising pain was flowing through her entire body. Her back throbbed and her throat stung, and her pussy felt as if someone had fucked her with a jackhammer. She spat out, still tasting his blood, and got to her feet. With tears streaming down her cheeks, she said in a croaky voice ‘G… go fuck yourself,’ and raised her fists. She had taken the occasional boxing lesson in college, but she couldn’t remember a single thing and knew she had zero chance against this guy. But she would put up a fight anyway, ‘cos that’s who she was.

‘Wow,’ he said, smiling slightly. ‘You really want this to be as hard as possible, don’t you.’

He charged her and she jabbed with her left hand, which he easily ducked under. She followed this with two right jabs and then a left hook. The jabs connected his face, not fazing him what so ever, and he caught the left hook in his big palm, then wrapped her arm around her throat. She felt his wet dick poking her lower back.

‘Admirable, but useless.’ He pushed her forward, and she caught her shin on a rowing machine and tripped over onto her face.

That was it. That was all she had. She tried with all her strength to push herself up on her elbows, but he stopped her by pressing her back down with his foot. He planted his hands on her hips and pulled her towards him, bending her over the rowing machine and taking a rough handful of wet hair as leverage.

The monster cock slid across her ass cheek before he pushed himself back into her cunt. No scream this time, just a small pathetic yelp and then pitiful sobbing. Her will to fight had gone, even the energy to scream out was depleted. Wet slaps rang out across the empty gym, echoing off the walls. She shuddered with every thrust, her pussy stretching with each violent movement.

He had won. No more need for taunting or choking. He just grunted as he fucked Brie’s limp body, nothing more than a warm set of holes.

She passed out again but came to when she felt his cock jerk inside her, then the warm, silent explosion of his orgasm. He grunted, not slowing his fucking as he came. The warm seed was thick, covering her fertile cunt as he pushed each sticky rope as deep into her battered body as it would go. He held himself balls deep inside for a few seconds, then pulled out. Like an uncorked bottle, cum dripped from her swollen hole.

As he stood up, she fell into blissful unconsciousness. A haven of black oblivion where she was safe from him. She was brought back from the void a few moments later when he came back and slapped her ass a couple of times. Her neck flared in pain as she turned to look up at him. He was dressed and smiling, looking down on the broken woman. He had her clothes under his arm. He dropped them next to her and said, ‘Better get dressed. I’m gonna be locking up soon. Unless you wanna sleep there tonight? We can always go another round when I come back in the morning.’

Brie didn’t reply but managed to find the strength to stand. He watched as she struggled to get dressed, cum leaking from her hole and drying on her inner thigh.

He scoffed ‘Women these days… so fucking ungrateful. I just gave you the fucking of a lifetime and you haven’t even said thank you. Some bitches would do anything for this cock, and you got it for free. And don’t pretend you didn’t enjoy it. It’s a fact that all girls enjoy being taken by force, that’s just how nature intended it.’

Ignoring him, she hobbled towards the exit. She wandered without direction into the cool night, broken beyond repair.

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