30 [M] The Rape of Rhiannon. A short story.

There’s an zig zagging alley close to Rhiannon’s house. Maybe 50 yards. So close to safety yet so far, it’s perfect. You step out of the shadows in that alley and you’re on her before she knows it. Two strong hands around her tiny little neck. The fear in her eyes makes your cock grow hard instantly. “Hello Rhiannon. I’m here to fuck your mouth like a cunt”

She lets out a pathetic sob and goes to scream but your big hand clamps
Over her mouth. She wriggles and struggles. Little hands try to claw at your arms. But you are immovable: and worse she can see the excitement and enjoyment grow In your eyes the more she struggles so pathetically. After 30 pathetic seconds she goes limp. You see the resignation in her eyes as tears start to stream out of them. Your a little disappointed. You expected more of a fight from the stuck up little bitch. Not to worry. You’re hard now and there’s only one way of getting it to go down. You slap her face hard. She whimpers. You slap it again. Nothing. And again. Nothing. You’ve broken her spirit. Too easily.