Nailed by The Neanderthal (Part One) [str8, Forced, sci-fi]

We're finally ready to go. The final testing has been done and the last thing we have to do is to fire her up. I didn't think I would see the day that our government would approve us for time travel. Much like cloning, the citizens are afraid of us playing god. I don't see it like that, we're discovering a new world, similar to space travel. Time travel is exciting, but there is a catch; We're not quite sure where we're going. Due to tests, I think we're going back about 26,000 years ago, but we can't be sure as we haven't sent humans yet. I'm the first person to travel through time, a badge I will wear with honor. I'm sure they picked me because I'm on the smaller side at 5 foot even, which means I could fit in their ridiculously small pod, and I have no family to speak of. No one would even notice I'm gone if I die or if the pod won't return. That doesn't frighten me, I'm excited. Finally, my life has meaning again.

My finger has been hovering over the starter for a few seconds. Once I push it, there is no going back. I almost feel like I'm going to puke, but I hold back and press it. I didn't even blink, and here I am. It really looks like a completely different planet, no signs of intelligent life for as far as the eye can see. This is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. As I check my surroundings, I report back to home base to let them know that I have made it. I can barely believe it! Reaching for my gun, I slowly open the hatch of my pod. I've only been in there for an hour or two, but I seriously needed to stretch my legs. My trainers for this mission taught me that I need to stay next to my pod, and I only have 6 shots in my gun. I had to take the smallest weapon we could find, nothing else would have fit in the pod. As long as I stay next to the pod, I should be fine.

This is a dream come true, I'm collecting samples that might change science as we know it. I swear I hear something in the tall grass, but I'm sure that's the grass itself. That doesn't keep me from turning my head every few seconds. I can't bring much back because again, I don't have much room but I think this was a successful trip. Who knows what we could find out from these plants, small animal droppings, and small insects. I feel something isn't right, but I think I'm just nervous. I haven't seen anything besides a few extinct insects, but I start rushing for the pod. I see him now, a short man, I doubt he is over 5'2". He is looking at my pod and jabbing it with a stick. I feel like I can't breathe; I wasn't expecting to see a Neanderthal. I don't want to pull out my gun, but it's natural. What else would I do? He is blocked my way into my pod. If I can keep him from running away I might be able to snap a picture; Home base would love that. I take a step but fall to the ground, I catch a look at the other male as I become unconscious.

Waking up in a cave wasn't how I expected this to go. I have 4 Neanderthals looking down at me. They seem so curious, but I have no idea how they will react. One of them starts grunting and pushing the others away from me. He has to be the tallest of the group, I doubt he is 4inches taller than I am. He is covered in muscles, which I find completely terrifying. He even moves like an animal. My tears are running down my face as he touches me, but he quickly jumps back when I let out a scream. The man jabs me again with his hand but this time I don't cry out. I'm trying not to show fear, but it's so hard. He could easily kill me with his bare hands. I knew the risks of coming here alone. He starts grabbing at my shirt, It's very different from what they wear, I'm sure he is mostly just curious about me because of how I look. My red curls are tied up in a ponytail, I'm very slender, unlike the Neanderthal woman that are here. They're all very muscular. My clothing is very thin cotton, which is not something they've ever seen. I make slow and smooth movements to show him my shirt. I don't want him to think I'm a threat, I don't want to know what he would do. I remove my shirt and hand it to him. He looks at it for a bit, but switches his interest to my bra. I am not taking off my bra, that would be too far.

I point at my shirt, but he stands over me and rips my bra off. He has a different look in his eye now. It's animalistic. FUCK. He realizes that I'm a woman. He starts grunting at me to remove my pants, at this point I know nothing will be able to save me, I do as he demands. I am just laying here, naked on the dirt floor of this cave, at the will of a Neanderthal. My back is bleeding from the bra being ripped from my body. He lifts me up with no trouble and runs his hand over my naked body. He is so gentle, but I'm so scared that I'm trembling. He grabs my breast as a lover would, soft and caring. The other Neanderthals in the cave are still watching. My dream has quickly become my nightmare.

His lips meet my neck with force, he knows what he wants and he wouldn't even understand if I said no. I start to push him away but he slaps me across the face. I can taste blood, and I have learned my lesson. I am alone, there is no one here to help me. I look down and see his growing manhood. It's the largest I've ever seen, It's so large that I'm sure it will rip me in two. He is double the length of any man I've ever been with and at least four times the girth. I fall to my knees because I'm shaking too much to even stand. He pulls his filth covered hardness out of his cloth and shoves it at my mouth. I know what happened last time I defied him, I will not do it again. I open, but I can't fit it in my mouth. He is freakishly huge and there is no way I could take it. He tries over and over, but all it does is make him more angry with me.

He slaps me again but with more force this time. I'm sobbing and on the ground but that doesn't bother him. I roll over and try to crawl to the entrance, hoping my gun is close. With one hand he lifts me onto all fours, I don't even have to see what is about to happen, I can feel his knees next to mine. He puts his thickness at my opening, the struggle has made me wet. When he enters me I cry out, my tiny sheath wasn't made for a sword that large. He is no longer gentle with me, I regret ever pushing him off the first time. I think I would be in a lot less pain now. My cries are getting louder and louder as he pumps in and out of my tightness. I can't keep my knees straight any longer and I collapse into the dirt, my face in the mud made by my own tears. His manhood popped out when I fell. He flipped me over and positioned himself in between my opening. He slowly entered me this time, while his brown eyes met my bloodshot emerald windows. He let out a shout as his cum started pouring out of my womanhood. It feels as though he is claiming me as his own. He wipes my face and carries me to a fur on the floor. I'm shaking, dirty, and bleeding. He instantly changed, as he puts his arm around me and falls asleep next to me. I have to get out of here.

Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/3cd96u/nailed_by_the_neanderthal_part_one_str8_forced