The Kidnapping of Aimee Jade (Skye Pilot & [MCMB])

[Skye Pilot]

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”Ugh, finally!” Aimee Jade James mentioned to herself as she stepped out of the busy restaurant and into the night air. She took a deep breath, enjoying the smell of nature; it wasn't filled with the scent of grease, oil and sweat. She had just gotten off an exhausting nine hour shift working at a local restaurant which specialized not only in the typical American food most anybody loved to indulge, but long hours, shitty schedules, minimum wage, and short breaks. To Aimee Jade, this was just a temporary job, and a seasonal one at that. It was Winter break and she was home from college and while most students would take the break to catch up with old friends and do a bunch of crazy shit, Aimee Jade was forced to work some crappy job to make it through. It was a deal she had made with her father about a year ago; he'd supply her with as much money as she needed while she was away at college, but when she came home she'd have to take care of herself. Anyhow, her father was away on business for most of the break and she wouldn't have been able to get money from him easily.

A melodic sigh escaped her full lips and she scanned the partially empty parking lot for her car, a black Honda Civic Coupe. Why do I always have to park at the edge of the parking lot, she angrily thought to herself as she walked through the dark, moon lit area towards the coupe. Her feet were sore, having worn a pair of black heels to work that evening; she wasn't always the brightest when it came to picking out shoes. Her body was clad with stained work clothes which consisted of black pants which showed off her shapely bottom and thighs, though flared out a bit at her knee caps to give her a sophisticated look and a white button-up collared shirt covered her torso. To complete the look, her chestnut hair was thrown messily into a pony tail at the back of her head, the shiny waves reaching her shoulder blades and her bangs blown to the left side of her face. When down, her hair reached her mid-back in multiple flowing layers. Dark blue eyes were outlined by a thin line of black eyeliner which had become slightly smudged. A few freckles lined the bridge of her nose, contrasting nicely against her slightly tanned skin.

Aimee Jade had made it halfway across the parking lot, cursing herself, as she did every night, for parking so far away. A warm shower and her comfy bed sounded incredible right now, and she was just about ready to pass out as it was. A yawn escaped her supple lips and she shook her head to try and wake herself up. It was only about eleven at night; it was an oddity for her to even begin getting exhausted until around three in the morning. A soft hum came from her throat as she thought about a favorite song which refused to leave her head. Her keys jingled against her palm, going along with the song. It was a beautiful night; it was such a pity she had to work through it and was too exhausted to go out.

The only sound that echoed in the empty parking lot was the clacking of her heels as they hit the pavement.

Pike was glad for the seasonal winter break. Finals had not gone well for him, though he had managed to pass all of his classes, though just barely. The entire semester had been hell from day one. Lectures to go to, tons of homework, reports to write, and presentations to give in class. With such an academic workload, Pike had hardly a chance to hang out with his friends. With the winter break though, and most of friends being from out of town, he didn't have very many people to hang out with. Even the friends here in town were busy with getting ready for the holidays, along with spending time with their families too. Having stayed up late, playing mindless video games, he woke up late in the afternoon. Peeking out the window, it was completely overcast, with a few light snowflakes falling down, making the world seem even more depressing. With a sigh, he rolled out of bed getting dressed.

Looking through the kitchen, there was little to eat. With how hectic the last few weeks of college had been, Pike had not even had a chance to go shopping. Most of what was in his fridge was a week old at best, and the condiments did not look all that appetizing. Frowning, he closed the door of the fridge, giving it a small slam. Feeling his stomach grumble, he decided to go down to the nearby restaurant for a quick meal he didn't have to make himself. Slipping on a gray hooded sweatshirt over his white tshirt, he wasn't about to win any fashion show. Black jeans covered his legs, as he slipped on a pair of work boots for treading into the snow.

Pike was an average height, with short blond hair, which he had spiked with some gel. Blue eyes looked about as he walked, watching the traffic whiz by. Pulling up the hood to keep warm, he kept his head down, kicking at a few lumps of mixed ice and snow, smiling anytime one shattered into pieces. Overall, Pike was one of those people that just seemed to blend right into the crowd, especially with his current outfit. He was sure that if he had been named something more common, no one would ever remember who he was.

Going into the restaurant, it was rather busy, and Pike had to wait for a solid 20 minutes. It was still better than going to the store to make something for himself. Plus, there were plenty of cute girls to look at as he waited, including one of the waitresses that had caught his eye. After he was seated, he ordered a cheeseburger and onion rings, along with an ice tea. As he waited at his table by himself, he continued to scan the crowd, admiring the girls he knew he would never have a chance with. As the one waitress walked by him, with a large tray of food for a booth down the aisle, he caught a glimpse at her name tag: 'Aimee Jade' And then he remembered why she seemed so familiar. It had been years since he had even thought of that name. Seeing her walk past on her way back to the kitchen, she was defiantly the girl he knew.

They had grown up just a few doors down from each other. All through their younger years, they had been friends. They had played tag in his yard, and had played hide and seek at her house. All through their grade school years, they seemed almost inseparable, doing anything and everything they could together. Helping out each other with homework, sitting together at lunch, spending all the time they could with each other. It seemed their friendship would last through their lives, never ending, never waning. Children grow up, and eventually, differences were found. Around 6th grade, Pike started becoming distant towards Aimee, spending less time with her, and spending more time with a different group of friends. As time went on, he made every effort to exclude her from the group, diminishing her to a lower standard. On the few occasions they had school projects to do as a group, Pike would ignore her completely if she was stuck in his group, only acknowledging her when absolutely necessary.

Once High School started, things between them only got worse. Pike took every opportunity he could to tease her, to torment, and to make her life hell. Any remaining ties they had from their early years he had cut off with a sharp blade. Pike would knock books out of her hands when she was carrying a heavy stack, or would push her into the lockers in the hallway when he passed by her on the way to class. He would taunt Aimee Jade endlessly, calling her nasty names, usually in front of a group of his friends to witness the event. It had all seemed like it was so very long ago after the blur of college, and how busy life gets after High School.

Finishing up his burger, Pike left a decent tip, knowing how hard the waitresses were working. Once back to his small rental house, Pike flipped on his computer. He figured he would start his evening by maybe watching a little porn, playing some video games, and maybe even having a beer or five. As he was entering in the name of his favorite adult website though, a thought hit him. Instead, he went onto Facebook, and did a search for Aimee Jade. Instantly, her profile came up, with a decent amount of pictures from over the last several years. Pike looked through them all, one by one, taking in all of the details.

While he looked through her pictures and profile, Pike began to hatch a plan. An evil little smile crossed his lips as he devised exactly what he would do. Even with all the bullying he had done to the girl through High School, there was always the one last thing he had always fantasized about, but never got to do. Pike wasn't just going to just simply rape the girl, that would be so amateur... instead, Pike would force Aimee Jade to be his little plaything, his own personal slut. Already he was aroused, just thinking about the idea of it all. He dumped out last semesters books onto the floor from his backpack, and filled it with a few things he knew would be needed. A few lengths of rope, several sets of metal handcuffs, a ball gag, blindfold, and a few other things thrown in too. Along with everything else, he packed in a C02 powered BB gun. It looked very much like an ordinary handgun, and he doubted the girl would be able to tell the difference. Pike didn't want to kill the girl, but the gun would make for a good scare if need be. At point blank, it might not break the skin, but it would leave a solid bruise at minimum. Of course, he neglected to pack in any condoms, as those would just hamper the enjoyment. He slipped a sheath knife and pouch onto his belt too, knowing he may need that most of all. His evening was going to get a whole lot better, and much more entertaining.

Looking at the clock, it was close to 10:30. Having a hunch that Aimee Jade would be getting off of work soon, he made his way back to the restaurant. Once there, he looked around for her car. He had seen it in several pictures on Facebook from back when she had bought it. She was even kind enough to leave in several shots with her license plate number. Finding the black car parked at the far end of the parking lot, he looked around, making sure no one was watching. The windows were tinted so it was hard to see in. Going around to the passenger side, Pike slipped out a lock pick set from his jeans. Working the tools into the keyhole, he had the mechanisms aligned before anyone could see what he was up to. Popping the handle, Pike looked into the backseat. It was a little cluttered, but not too bad. Luckily, there was even a black blanket in the back too. Getting into Aimee's car, he laid down on the backseat, hiding himself with the blanket. After a short wait, Pike heard Aimee's heals sounding out, getting closer and closer, as his pulse got stronger and stronger, his body burning with anticipation. As she got closer, he could hear her soft and pleasant humming, along with the jingling of her keys.

Aimee Jade finally reached her car and unlocked it through the buttons on her main key. Pike could hear the car unlock only moments before the door popped open and Aimee Jade dropped her exhausted body into the front seat of the small car. Closing the door slowly, Aimee Jade rested for a second, putting her head on the headrest of the seat, letting out a little sigh and closing her eyes. —Finally,”€ she mumbled to herself, a hand reaching up to brush the dark bangs from her face before she sat up a bit more, placing the key into the ignition. As soon as the car’s engine roared to life the stereo turned on, playing the recent song Aimee Jade had been listening to before work rather loudly. Jumping a bit, she quickly turned the volume down before turning it off. “Shit,” She laughed at herself for getting scared before grabbing for her iPhone, plugging it into the stereo. Scrolling through the iPod section, she picked out a familiar song, the one she’d just been humming. Before playing it, she turned the stereo back on, putting it onto auxiliary. The song that played quietly through the speakers would be incredibly familiar to Pike, the song having been Aimee Jade’s favorite song all through high school. Though many things about Aimee Jade may have changed since Pike last saw her, her taste in music was not one of them.

Putting her car in reverse, Aimee Jade pulled out of the parking spot and then drove out of the lot. She sang along to the song, her calm voice probably sounding odd against the grunts and screams of the singer in the song. Though she didn'€™t care, it wasn'€™t like anybody could hear her.

The drive back to her house took a short five minutes and by the time the little Civic pulled into the garage Aimee Jade had already unbuckled her seatbelt, rearing to get into a nice shower and crawl into bed. Climbing out of her car, Aimee Jade closed the garage and stepped into the house, not bothering to lock the door behind her- she never did. Placing her cell phone and keys down on the counter she pulled her heels off, sighing happily as her feet touched the cool ground. Grabbing for her phone once again, she headed upstairs, pulling her shirt off while walking down the hallway. The house was mostly dark, the only light she had left on before leaving for work was the one in the upstairs hallway. Stepping into her room, she threw her shirt onto the floor before stepping out of the rest of her clothes. Her room was nice and had a comfortable air to it. As an only child, Aimee Jade never had to fight with a sibling for the better room and her family had moved into the house before her mother died, leaving just two people in a decently sized house. Her room was painted a calming dark shade of red, complemented by the light cream colored plush carpet. An oriental hanging shade was placed above her queen sized bed which was currently unmade, a multitude of pillows scattering the floor. A large 42” television hung on the wall opposite of her bed and was complemented by two large speakers hanging next to it. Posters and pictures scattered the walls and a white desk covered in clutter was placed in the corner. There were two doors next to each other across from the entrance to her room; one was for her closet, the other was for her bathroom. Aimee Jade headed towards the bathroom, craving a warm shower.

Aimee Jade took a short shower, cutting her time down to fifteen minutes mainly because she was exhausted. Stepping out of the bathroom, her room filled with the scent of vanilla and cinnamon. A black towel was wrapped around her body as she went to grab something to wear to bed. As she was shifting through her drawers to find something, she froze. At first she thought she had heard something, maybe the sound of a door creaking? —Hello?”€ She called out into the empty house, waiting a few seconds before laughing to herself. Why was she so jumpy tonight? Going back to the drawer, she pulled on a baggy black t-shirt and a pair of red panties. Aimee Jade then proceeded to towel-dry her hair, turn off the light, then lie down in bed, pulling the fluffy red blanket up to her chest and grabbing the remote to the television. A rerun of House popped up and Aimee Jade placed the remote down on the bed next to her, hoping to fall asleep to the television.

Pike's heart beat quickly in his chest as Aimee Jade got into her car. He remained perfectly still in his makeshift hiding spot, knowing full well that he could be found out at any given second. With the rattling of her keys, the car turned on, filling with loud music, making him jump in reaction to the loudness. Recovering quickly, he thought for sure she would have seen the lump under the blanket move, but she had been caught off guard by the booming music just as much as he had. While she picked out the next music selection, Pike could smell the grease and mingled food smells on her clothing. Cutting through that though, was the scent of her exquisite perfume. Closing his eyes, his nostrils flared a little, wanting her even more now.

He had thought about making his presence known before she started to drive. He had kept a pouch of his backpack open just enough to reach his hand in. It would be simple enough to just spring up, and pull a piece of that rope against the front of her neck. He decided against it though, as nothing would really be able to guarantee that she would not try to alert somebody on the drive, or even pull up right in front of the police station. Passing on the risk, he stayed hidden in his spot. The ride was shorter than he had expected. Taking a careful and slow peek, he saw the walls of the garage around them. It couldn't be any more perfect, Aimee Jade was unknowingly bringing her soon to be assailant right into her home. After she had left the car, and closed the door to the house behind her, Pike stayed right where he was, just in case she had forgotten something and had to come back. After a few minutes, which felt like an eternity to the young man, he tossed the blanket off of himself. Grabbing his backpack, he shuffled his way out of the car, closing the door silently. Within a few steps, he nervously gripped onto the handle of the door that lead into the house. Giving it a turn, a smile crossed over his face. Silly girl hadn't even locked the door behind her. This was turning out to be easier than Pike had ever imagined.

Even though the house was dark, Pike still could recall his way around. It had been years since he had been within these walls, all the afternoons spent playing hide and seek with Aimee Jade made the rooms and hallways etched into his mind. Pike heard the water running upstairs while she got herself clean. He pulled off his boots, leaving them by the door. They would be much too loud to sneak around in. With a smirk, he walked into the kitchen, peering into the fridge. Reaching down to the bottom shelf, he pulled out a bottle of beer. Popping the cap off against the counter, he poured the beer down his throat, finishing it off in a few very large gulps. Dropping the beer in the trash, he went over to the stairs. With the first step though, he quickly realized the running water had been shut off.

Pike stood their for a few minutes, looking up to the lit hallway. He listened ever so carefully, waiting for the girl to make her way into the bedroom. Soon enough, he heard the bathroom door open, and her shadow was cast down the hallway just enough for him to see. Step by step, Pike made his way up the stairs, slowly putting his weight on each and every one, not wanting them to creak too loudly. Finally, he was at the top of them, and began the slow journey of making his way to her open room door. Sliding along the wall, making slow but silent progress, he froze when he heard Aimee Jade call out. Closing his eyes tightly, he did his best to pretend that he was invisible. With the follow laugh, Pike let out a deep sigh of relief.

Just along the wall, a step or two away from her door, he heard the TV come on, playing the re-run. "Hey I remember this one," Pike thought to himself. He stood there, right up against the wall for at least ten more minutes, giving the girl time to slip off into her dreams. The sweet scent of the vanilla and cinnamon drifted from her room, once more making his nostrils flare in delight. Such a wonderful mix of aromas. Taking in a deep breath, Pike slowly moved his head peeking into the room. There she was, all covered up, looking as peaceful as could be. "This is it," he thought. "It's now or never," Quickly, Pike made his way into the room, up along the side off the bed. Ripping the sheet from her body and exposing her scantily clad figure, he pounced onto her faster than the girl could react. Grabbing both of her slender wrists, he held her arms down along her sides, immobilizing her, at least for now. "?Good evening Aimee Jade," He said with a smile. "It's your old friend Pike," He announced, looking deeply into her eyes, showing off his clear intent.

Though she was exhausted, Aimee Jade found it rather difficult to fall right to sleep. It wasnâ€'t the television that was keeping her awake, it usually assisted her in falling asleep. The house was on the colder side, the perfect temperature to doze off in under the covers. What was it? She wanted to shake that odd feeling off of her and just pass out, everything was normal, nothing could happen, right? Convincing herself this, her eyes slowly lowered and it wasn'€™t more than a minute before Pike came into the room did Aimee Jade fall asleep.

It was weird, something in Aimee Jade'€™s mind triggered a short nightmare-esque scene for the short while she was asleep. It had been ages since Aimee Jade had a dream about Pike, though she used to have them all of the time when he'€™d bully her. His face popped up behind her eyelids and he gave out an odd sounding demented laugh. The laugh echoed through her mind as his grin haunted her very being. "€œIt'€™s time to wake up,"€ His dream form hissed at her before putting a hand on her shoulder.

Aimee Jade'€™s body jerked awake just as the sheets were pulled from her body. She went to go sit up just as Pike pounced on her. Only for a second did she think this was a dream until his weight held her body down, his hands holding her wrists tight to her sides. She let out a cry of fear, freezing under his body as he looked down at her. His glare, those eyes.He looked almost maniacal as his body glowed in the television light. Aimee Jade'€™s heart was pounding, she was almost positive it was shaking the bed at the rate it was beating. How did he get in here? The garage could only be opened by the remote in her and her dad'€™s car, and the front and back doors were locked!

Aimee Jade struggled a bit underneath him, trying to pull her arms from her side to shove him off. Her feet were kicking at the bed sheets, pushing the blanket off of the bed completely. “What are you... get off!” She cried out at him, her words mixing up a bit. She had meant to ask him what he was doing here, yet it got lost as she fought to get him off of her. One of her knees came up, harshly hitting him on the thigh.

“You really should be more careful about giving strangers a ride home,” Pike hinted at how he got in the house. “There are a lot of crazy people out there,” he teased, tightening the grip on her wrists. Pike smirked as he watched her struggle frantically underneath him. When her knee came up and struck his thigh, he grunted out, the bony little knob coming a little to close to between his legs. Letting go with his right hand, he brought it up to her face, giving her cheek a smack. The sound of flesh striking flesh filled the room, her skin turning red from the hit.

“I saw you today at the restaurant,” Pike began to tell her. “I didn't recognize you right away, but after I saw your name tag, I knew it was you,” He smirked, running his right hand over her shoulder, and along her side, just brushing her breast with the heel of his hand. “I thought about all the good times we had in High School, and then I realized we still had some unfinished business...” The hand slid down to her hip before lifting away, and moving to the top of his black jeans. Already, the bulge hidden under the dark fabric could easily be made out. Popping the button, he then undid the zipper, loosening his pants. Still though, he didn't yet expose himself. There was plenty of fun they could have before the main event.

“I'll make this easy on you, Aimee Jade,” he began to say, his hand playing over her tummy, through the loose fitting tshirt. Hiking it up to just below her breasts, his fingers began to stroke and pet along her warm, silky skin. "If you put up a fight, I'll have to hurt you,” He said, running his fingers along the top of her crimson panties. "Or, you can let me have what I want... I'll still hurt you, don't get me wrong, just not as much,” Pike chuckled to himself.

Leaning down over Aimee Jade, Pike brought his face down, hovering it just inches from her own. "Do we have a deal?" He asked her. With his body low against hers, he could feel her soft breasts rubbing up against his form, even through his gray hoodie. With the light from the TV flowing down over them both, Pike could see a few of those freckles that added to her cuteness. Siting back up slightly, he reach down along his right side, pulling out the knife he was carrying. The sharp metal blade glimmered in the low light. Placing the cool edge up against the front of her throat, resting it on the skin, Pike looked into her eyes deeply again. "I need an answer," he said lowly, not giving her much time to decide.

Aimee Jade practically growled at him, her head lowering while she kept her glare on his. She stopped flailing around once she had gotten his thigh with her knee and took a moment to relish the pain she caused him. It had always been him producing the pain, she was never able to give back. It was like around him she became mute and handicapped. Now she had the capability to fight back and that first blow felt really great. At least, it did until he hit her back. She let out a small yelp, her cheek instantly burning up, like it was on fire. Aimee Jade wanted to cry, the tears were pushing at her eyelids already, but she tried to hold them back. She wasn'€™t about to let him see her cry, at least not this time.

Her left hand, the one that he'€™d let go, went up to Pike'€™s shoulder as she tried to shove him off a bit, though he was a lot stronger than her and had the upper hand in their position. As Pike let his hand graze her body she gave out almost a growl, as if warning him to stop. Every single word he said seemed to make her even angrier, and when he mentioned the good times they shared, Aimee Jade'€™s body tensed. He had made her life a living hell! Where were the 'good times'€™ when he'€™d continuously bully her!?

It wasn't until the sound of a zipper rang out through the room did Aimee Jade look down and see what he was doing. “Don't you dare,”€ she started, her voice almost threatening. As Pike ran his hand along her stomach, her t-shirt hiking up to her ribs, she suddenly felt incredibly aware of how naked she was. Her t-shirt, if lifted only slightly more, would show Pike that she didn't wear a bra to bed, though it was probably obvious through the shirt. Plus, she was only wearing a pair of skimpy panties. Aimee Jade suddenly felt a chill, and Pike would be able to feel her shudder.

Two choices..to be hurt... or to be hurt. That didn'€™t seem all too fair. As Pike lowered himself closer to Aimee Jade, her head went back into the pillow, her body trying to push itself as far into the cushiony bed as possible. Aimee Jade had already made up her mind, she wasn'€™t about to give Pike anything he wanted without a fight. She wasn'€™t the same girl he knew back in grade school, she wasn’t going to sit there and take it as he smacked her around.

She started to shake her head, at least until Pike pulled out a knife. Her eyes widened in fear as he pressed the cold metal against her neck. Her breath hitched in her throat as she lied there perfectly still, staring up into his eyes. “€œD-don't hurt me,”€ It was almost like a warning, though Pike could have taken it as her answer.

Feeling her body tense underneath him with the knfie on her neck only made Pike happier. He could see in her wide, fearful eyes the tears starting to form, the light in the room making them glisten. Here she was, once again, helpless to do anything about her current predicament. Lifting the blade from her neck, he placed the broad side of it against her cheek, letting her feel the cool steel even more against her warm cheek. “Oh but I am...” Pike said, an almost lusty tone in his voice. “I'm going to slap you, hit you, spank you, and bruise up that pretty body of yours,” He brushed the flat side of the knife up and down her cheek, petting with it. “I'm going to fuck you hard as I can, and cum inside of your tight little cunt,” Lifting the blade again, he set it upon her other cheek, moving it around there too. “After that, then we will start to have some real fun,” Pike smirked happily. “It all just depends on you, little girl, how much I hurt you,” he said, placing the blade on her neck again, strong incentive for her to not move an inch.

“Now then, let's see what I get to work with,” Letting go of her other wrist, Pike lifted up Aimee's shirt the rest of the way, setting the fabric down just along her collarbone. Looking down to her bare and exposed breasts resting on her chest. His left hand moved down to her right breast, cupping it from underneath, and slightly to the outside. Fingers pressed in against the soft flesh, the heel of his hand working in too. Slowly, he kneaded her skin, feeling it under his strong hand. “Mmm.... softer than I thought they would be,” he said lightly, enjoying the feel.

A single harder squeeze came from his hand, his fingernails starting to dig some into Aimee's skin. Letting it go, he drew his hand back to the side, and then smacked her breast lightly enough to no hurt, but to watch her rounded flesh bounce. “Such a pretty girl you are, Aimee Jade...”Pike said, scooting down lower on her legs, but still keeping his weight on her. Moving his hand down, fingers tickled just above the fabric of her panties again, tempted to pull them off, though he wasn't quite ready to reveal her flower yet. Instead, he let his fingers pet onto just the top portion of silky red fabric, feeling her body heat flow from under the covering.

“Let's get started, hmm?” Pike asked, as if she had a choice in the matter. Pulling the knife from her neck, he then put it back in the sheath clipped to his belt. “I feel I'm overdressed for the occasion,” he smirked. Rolling his head in a circle on his neck, several light pops sounded out, as he stretched it. Then, he began to pull of his gray hoodie, showing off the plain white undershirt he wore underneath.

Nausea came quickly to Aimee Jade as Pike smiled down at her, pressing the flat side of the cold knife against her cheek. Dizziness followed immediately, and her small hands clenched at her sides. This wouldn'€™t be happening if her dad didn't leave the day before. He wasn't even supposed to leave until tomorrow night but he didn't feel like sticking around. Her naturally tan skin turned pale as Pike spoke, describing the horrors he was going to put her through this evening. Her lips parted slightly, a whimper escaping them. Pike could easily see the tears she was fighting off as she held completely still, barely shaking against the cold metal.

As Pike went to lift her shirt off, Aimee Jade'€™s first instinct was to shove him away. Her hands even moved a bit, ready to shove him off, but the knife against her neck warned her to hold still. The cold air caressing her now exposed breasts caused her nipples to erect and her eyes shut tightly in humiliation as he grabbed her right breast. “S-stop,”€ she tried to whisper, though barely any sound came from her mouth as he squeezed tightly before smacking her breast. When his hand left her torso her eyes opened, looking to see what he was going to do next.

Aimee Jade'€™s body jumped a bit as Pike's fingers toyed with her waist, right above her panties. Her teeth clenched as she continued to hold her breath, his hand rubbing the top of her panties now. Finally he took the knife away and she breathed out, his hand leaving her crotch and sheathing it before pulling at his hoodie. Finally Aimee Jade could do something about her situation. She held completely still until Pike had pulled the hoodie up, covering his face as he struggled to get the clothing off of him. Aimee Jade sprung into action, sitting up and shoving Pike back. If he didn't fall backwards off of the bed, he'€™d at least stumble, giving Aimee Jade enough room to slip her legs out from underneath his weight and dash up from the bed quickly. She stumbled as she jumped off of the bed, but caught herself as she ran out of the room, unsure of where to go or what to do. She knew that if she tried to lock herself in a room Pike would eventually break the door down, leaving her nowhere to go. If she ran out of the house she probably wouldn'€™t make it further than the front porch, Pike was a lot faster than she was. But that seemed like the ideal thing to do. Plus, the security system was next to the front door, she'd be able to press the police button. Perfect.

She ran down the stairs, trying not to trip in the darkness even though she knew her house pretty well. A small green glow emitted from the security system her dad had installed a few years back for '€˜just in case'€™ purposes. Of course they never used it, but all Aimee Jade had to do is press one button to alert the police. She stumbled down the last two steps, not looking back to see if Pike was behind her or had even gotten up. She did hear footsteps and his angry grunts, though she wasn't sure how close he was. Jolting for the system, her hand reached out for the button, hoping to get to it before Pike got to her.

While he was pulling of the hoodie, he felt Aimee Jade starting to move. But, before he could get out of the sleeves, he felt her hands come up, striking him had in the chest. It was enough to make him fall back on the bed, hitting the back of his head on the footboard. It wasn't enough to make him black out, but it was more than enough to enrage him. Tossing the hoodie the the floor, Pike knew he had no time to recover. Zipping his pants back up, he shot out of the room like a bullet. He could hear her running for the front door. Where the hell did she think she could go at this hour? Besides, it was freezing out there, and dressed as she was would get her nowhere.

Flying down the stairs, Pike jumped over the last few, making up precious ground. He was right behind Aimee now, and then he saw the white plastic box on the wall. The security system was certainly a new addition since the last time he was here. Feeling his heart race even more, he lunged at the girl. Arms wrapped around her waist, their bodies tumbling down to the floor. Out of the corner of his eye, he was able to catch her finger had been mere inches away from the panic button on the security system.

Panting hard, the run had not been that long, but it had been quick. Straddling the girl again, he forcefully rolled her over onto her back. Grunting, the anger poured over his face. Hands gripped onto Aimees shoulders hard and rough, fingernails cutting the skin as he held so tight. Lifting her shoulders up off the polished hardwood floor, then slammed her body back down hard, cracking her head against the floor in the process. Pulling his left hand from her shoulders, with a little blood on his nails from her slightly cut flesh, he spoke, the rage clear in his voice. ”You... stupid... little... cunt!!!" he screamed down to her. After he spoke each of the words, his hand slapped her face hard, palm one way, then backhanding with the next, tossing her head from side to side. “I should cut off one of your nipples for that little stunt...” He spoke angrily under his breathing. “But at least I have my answer... if this is how you are going to be, I can deal with that. I warned you though,” Pike said, starting to get up off of her. His right hand grabbed the top of her head, clutching a fistful of hair. Pulling without any sign of remorse, he brought the girl to her feet, dragging her along behind him.

Into the kitchen they went, Pike flipping on the light as they went in. Letting go of her hair, a few strands came with his hand, curled around his fingers. Forcing her waist up against the edge of the sink, he brought both her hands, behind her back. With her wrists so slender, he was easily able to hold onto both of them with one hand once they were in place. Turning the water to the coldest setting on the handle, he then plugged the drain, letting it fill. Pike moved his hand to the back of her head, forcing her head down into the slowly raising water. “Payback is a bitch...”he said, holding her tightly as possible so she could not get away.

 

[Skye Pilot]

'So...Close...'She could practically feel the rubber of the panic button graze against the tip of her finger before Pike grabbed her forcefully, their bodies stumbling to the ground. Aimee Jade screamed out from surprised, her body jerking in his grasp as they fell to the hard floor. She wasn't sure if she had hit the button or not, and a small knot of hope rose in her stomach. It quickly disappeared the second she felt a sharp pain cutting into her shoulders as Pike lifted her slightly and slammed her back down. She cried out in pain, her body writhing underneath Pike. “€œSto-”€œ She had started, but was interrupted by the harsh slaps placed upon her cheeks.

Though Pike had always been harsh to her, he'€™d never actually hurt her this much. By the second backhand, uncontrollable tears fell from her eyes. Her hands were shoving against his shoulders, trying to get him off of her. The slaps stopped, and for a second she thought maybe he'd gained some humility, but then he grabbed her hair, pulling her up roughly. Another loud scream, and her hands went to the wrist that was burrowed in her hair. Her feet kicked at the wooden floor as Aimee Jade tried to get her body up off of the ground. Her screams echoed off of the walls as he practically dragged her to the kitchen. When the bright light flickered on her body started flailing against his grasp, afraid he was going to carry out his threat of cutting off one of her nipples. Tears were now flowing down her cheeks.

The sound of flowing water filled her ears as Pike grabbed for her wrists, holding her in place against the counter. She continued to flail her body, attempting another escape. The water was rising quickly from what she could tell through her blurry, tear-soaked vision. Before she could even figure out what he was about to do, her head went into the sink. A scream, though muffled from Pike'€™s perspective, was probably the stupidest thing she could have done. Her legs were kicking against Pike'€™s, trying to get him to let her go, and after her scream she accidently breathed in a bit, choking on the cold water. Her whole body was shaking as her head tried to push back on Pike'€™s grip. It took no more than fifteen seconds for her futile efforts at escape started to die down. It would have probably taken a good minute if she hadn'€™t screamed. Her mind started to fog out, and she let out a cry into the water, a bubble escaping and popping at the top of the water. It wasn’t too much longer before her body stopped moving entirely, lying placid against the counter.

Pike could't care less about her pleads for him to stop. Those tears though, those pitiful sobs, that's what really got to him. He had always loved seeing a girl cry. Even seeing those tears run down her cheeks on the floor before they had moved to the kitchen was only fuel for his arousal. Pike struggled a little with Aimee Jade as she tried so hard to get away from her tormentor. Her slightly underwater scream made him smile while he held her down, Feeling her body shudder as she gasped in the water. Her struggling ended earlier than Pike was anticipating, but that was fine for him. Yanking her head out of the sink, and forcing her to her feet, the excess water flowed over her, making her shirt wet, forming a few slippery puddles on the tile floor.

“Are you going to behave now” he asked, not at all daring to let her go. As limp as she had become, he was slightly worried he might have gone to far, but not all that much. Watching her cough up some water, it drooled down her chin, wettening her shirt even further. The moistened fabric clung to her round breasts, outlining them perfectly. Had the shirt been white instead of black, Pike would have been able to have semi transparent view of those wonderful orbs. Not hearing a response as soon as he would have liked, he gave another slap to her rosy cheek, hoping that would get her on the ball again.

Shutting off the water, it was clear he had done a good job of fogging up her mind. It was probably from a combination of hitting her head on the floor, and the near drowning experience, though he may have come closer to killing her than he was willing to admit. He kept the sink full, not letting the water drain, just in case he would need it again. Aimee Jade had proved tonight to be a little more unpredictable than expected, and figuring she might be playing him in an effort to let go, his hands still held her firmly in position, ready for another round of dunking if it was needed.

Everything blacked out, but only for a short second. Pike pulled Aimee Jade out of the water before she could become fully unconscious. Though her body had passed through unconsciousness, the sudden air filling her lungs brought her back almost instantly. The cold air hurt her throat as the recently swallowed water tried to escape, causing her to cough up a bit of water. She was shaking from the sudden cold water which had now soaked her body, and her gaze was glazed over a bit as the room spun around her. Aimee Jade had a sudden pounding headache, and the onset of it made her cringe back into Pike.

Pike's words sounded muffled to Aimee Jade, though she could make it out a bit. At first she hadn'€™t responded, simply because she was attempting to get herself back together. Another powerful throb from her painful headache was coupled with a rough slap to her already beaten cheek. She cried out softly, looking up at him through pitiful dark blue eyes.

She didn'€™t know what to say. A small fire was still lit inside of her, she wasn't ready to let him have his way with her, nor would she ever be, but he obviously had a lot more power over her and she couldn'€™t do anything about it. A soft whimper and a nod indicated that she was going to play along... for now. The water in the sink still sloshing around against the sink walls confirmed her nod, she didn't want to go through that again.

“Good girl,” Pike cooed out sweetly to her now, petting her wet cheek with his hand. He knew very well that Aimee was worn out and weakened down now, but he wasn't about to carry her anywhere. Letting her go, he gripped the top of her head by the hair again, his fingers slipping just a little through the damp locks of ebony hair. Once more, he started to walk, dragging her right along with. Up the stairs, and into her room they went. He would have had his way with her right there in the kitchen, but with his bag of toys left here, the kitchen just would not do. Closing the door, and locking it once they were both in, Pike then shut off the TV, leaving them in darkness. Reaching blindly over to the wall, he found the round knob of a dimmer switch. Turning it to a dim setting, he tossed Aimee Jade down onto the carpet, making her tumble.

With a happy little sigh to himself, Pike pulled off his white undershirt. He felt like a champion of sorts, even if his conquest had been relatively short. The glory though would be happening soon enough. Dropping his jeans into a heap on the floor, Pike walked over to Aimee, helping her to her knees. Petting softly through her wet hair, he smiled down to the defeated girl at his feet. “You'll learn soon enough to worship me, Aimee Jade...” His voice trailed off a little, cupping her cheek. Tilting her head back to look into her gorgeous, but bloodshot eyes, Pike smiled down to her, brushing a thumb over her skin.

That same bulge from earlier was pushing once again against the fabric of his boxers, yearning for release. Slipping them off, his hand cradled Aimee's chin. His member was just shy of a full seven inches, looming strong and thick in front of her pretty face. Pushing his hips forward, Pike gasped out in soft pleasure, the sensitive head of his tip brushing along her cheek. It was a little cold from the water yet, but her smooth skin made up for it. Ever so slowly, her traced his tip smoothly along her face. Over her cheeks, under her chin. Up the bridge of her nose, and across her forehead. He even swiped it underneath her nose, forcing her to take in his slight musk. A few dribbles of his clear pre-cum flowed out during the movement, sticking easily to her drying skin. And then, to finish things off, he placed the tip of his wanting cock right up against Aimee's lips, pushing so wantingly against them. They were full and soft, he could hardly wait to feel them suckle on his member. “Open up...” Pike said cheerfully, starting to push into her mouth. “And I promise... you will regret it if you bite me...” He sincerely told her. One hand went down to her shoulder, holding her in place, while the other held the back of her head, giving a small guiding push. Pike moaned at that sensation, feeling her warm mouth just start to surround him.

Pike's warm touch against her freezing cheek made her tense up once again, worried he was going to hit her. Her body was already sore just from the past five minutes. Aimee Jade had managed to bang her body up pretty badly against the counter as she fought against the drowning sensation, so when Pike let her go for a short second to grab for her hair, she almost fell to the ground, having relied on him to hold her up. The familiar pulling sensation shot through her body as he tugged at her hair, ready to drag if she wasn'€™t going to walk. Her hands once again went to meet his wrist, trying to tug it back towards her own scalp to lessen the pain. Feet following quickly, Aimee Jade managed to keep up with him, whimpering slightly as they made their way to her room.

All Pike had to do was release Aimee Jade'€™s hair for her to stumble to the ground roughly. Before she could finish pushing herself up, Pike sat her on her knees. She realized that he had taken his pants off and she lowered her head, knowing what was about to happen. As his hand touched her cheek and lifted her head back, Aimee Jade shifted her vision to the wall behind him, not wanting to look Pike in the eyes. Luckily for her, he didn'€™t bother trying to get her to look at him, though unluckily he had other things in mind.

As Pike'€™s boxers met the floor, Aimee Jade looked at his bulge which seemed to be staring right back at her. A soft whimper barely escaped her throat as the warm head of his dick caressed her cold skin. She felt dirty, disgusting, and wanted nothing more than to get out of this house and run far, far away. Trying to think of her escape was enough to get her mind off of the warm caress, at least until he pressed the tip against her lips. At first Aimee Jade tightened her lips together, her teeth clenching behind them, but with Pike'€™s hand pushing her head against his own, her lips parted, meeting his head with her teeth for only a moment before she unclenched her teeth as well.

Though she wasn'€™t getting into it as much as he probably had wanted, Aimee Jade wasn'€™t just sitting there like a mindless drone. Oh, how she wanted to though. But a small voice inside of her head told her to just get it over with; if he comes now, maybe he won'€™t be able to get it up for the main event... That little hope was enough to take him to the back of her mouth, sucking gently as her tongue grazed over the bottom half of his member. She didn't want to deep throat him, and hoped that what she was doing would be enough to get him off. Her head bobbed slowly against his length, her tongue working around the thick member.

Pike moaned out happily once the barrier of her teeth had been lifted, allowing him full access into her mouth. It was still a little cold from the water she had taken in, but it quickly warmed around his slowly pushing shaft. A few drops of his pre-cum dribbled into her mouth, feeling her lips suckle about his length. Pike was quite surprised when he felt the tip of his member kiss the back of her throat. In so very deep, he did crave more, wanting to hear the girl choke and gag around his cock. But for now, this was good enough for him. The hand on the back of Aimee's head loosened just a little, allowing her to move and suckle however she wished. Her soft tongue was ever so delightful against the underside of his shaft, forcing another sweet moan from his lips. “Mmm... See? This isn't so bad,” Pike smirked down to the kneeling girl, his breathing slightly deeper.

With her slow movements, Pike groaned out in sheer pleasure again. “You're good at this...” he said, the pleasure mingled in on his voice. “A few years ago, no one would have fucked you...” Pike said with a grin, remembering how reclusive she had been back in school. “Too bad though, really...” he continued on with a sorrowed sigh. “It would have been wonderful if I could have taken your virginity...” With a deep breath, he quieted down, hoping those words would help to degrade her confidence in herself further. Plus, he wanted to know just how much of a fire was still burning inside of her, knowing the water had extinguished a good portion of it. Pike wanted to break her as much as he could tonight, though that had been obvious from close to the start.

Pulling back from her wet lips with a groan, Pike slathered his saliva covered cock over each of her warm and soft cheeks. The slightly sticky fluid clung easily to her skin, droplets rolling down in bubbly bunches. Some of it clinged to her chin, then dropped down onto the black tshirt. Pushing against her lips after a few moments, Pike re-entered Aimee's mouth, thrusting just lightly. Moving his hands from her shoulder and the back of her head, he reached down to her chest. Fingers sank into the dark and wet fabric, grabbing onto each of her breasts. Slowly his fingers sank into the cooled flesh, rolling the fleshy mounds around in smooth circles. Together, and then apart, and together again, repeating the motion over and over. Pike made sure his palms were pressed up against her stiff and protruding nipples. It was clear to him they were stiff from the chill alone, and not any sort of arousal, but that did not matter to him all that much.

“Mmm... good girl...” Pike praised, a few patches of sweat showing up on his skin. It had been some time since he had his cock sucked, and Aimee was doing a terrific job so far. By his body language alone, it was easy to tell that he would be climaxing soon. “Keep going...” I want to cum in your mouth...” He told her, even if other lustful thoughts were forming in his head.

Words couldn't even begin to describe Aimee Jade'€™s hatred towards Pike. It was bad enough he had to shove his cock in her mouth, but to side-note it with speaking was personally disturbing. Cold breath whooshed out Aimee Jade'€™s nose, the cool air caressing the root of his cock. Eyes remained closed as she continued to swirl her tongue around the large member. She hated herself so much for this.

As Pike spoke about her high school days where she remained somewhat of a recluse, many memories swirled into her mind. She wasn'€™t a loser in high school by choice, Pike made it that way. The few friends Aimee Jade ever managed to get were never friendly in school towards her out of fear of Pike. Aimee Jade had even managed to sneak a relationship behind Pike'€™s back; she had dated a senior while she was only a sophomore. Hiding their relationship in school put a strain on them both. They dated for about nine months, breaking up at the end of the summer when he went off to college. She'€™d given him her virginity but once they broke up Aimee Jade kept away from sex, hoping to meet the right guy in college. As these thoughts passed through her mind, her jaw tensed against his length, though he pulled out just before she could even hurt him.

The sticky, wet saliva now on her cheeks made her feel even dirtier than she already was, and before she could turn away his cock entered her mouth again. She wanted nothing more than to bite straight through him, hurt him as much as possible, but she wouldn't be able to without getting it back ten-fold. Instead, she just focused on finishing him off. His rough touches to her chest made her work a bit harder to get it over with.

When Pike finally came, Aimee Jade held still, letting him finish off in her mouth. A bit of it dripped out of her mouth and down her chin, and when he pulled out of her mouth completely the rest of his load followed to the floor. Her head remained straight, but her eyes glanced up at him, just waiting for what was next.

Pike moaned out softly, feeling the exhaled air blanket over the base of his throbbing member. On and on Aimee Jade went, suckling on him ever so wonderfully. A few more minutes passed, and his body started to tense. “Mmmph... fuck...” was the only warning he gave as he started to cum. Both of his hands crushed into her breasts while his member throbbed quicker against her full lips, fingers digging deep to her covered .The first few blasts shot from his tip directly against the back of her throat, his hot and thick seed dribbling down, almost giving her no choice but to swallow it down. The remainder shot out of his pulsing cock with less speed, landing on her tongue, and sticking to it. Pulling back, his still full and hard cock glistened in the low light of the room, covered in a slight mix of her warm salvia, and a little bit of his cum.

“Mmm... good girl...” Pike happily cooed out, chuckling when she let the rest of his load flow out down her chin, drooling out the white, wet mass. “You're a fast learner,” He said with a chuckle. Even though Aimee Jade had hoped that this alone would wear him out, it was, unfortunately for her, just the beginning. As he stood there cooling down, it was more than obvious that his erection was not going down, not even a little, craving more of the helpless girl. Reaching down, Pike then began to pull her cum stained and still damp shirt off of her upper body. Crumpling it into a ball, he tossed it to the side.

Pike gripped high up along her left arm, giving a yank up, forcing her now up onto her feet. Stepping over to the bed, he guided her to sit down on the coverless edge. Smiling, Pike kissed her forehead, even as her damp hair still clung to parts of it. Smiling to her after the kiss, he leaned back slightly. The heel of his hand then struck hard against her chest, just two inches down from her collar bone. Pike grunted a little with the impact, forcing her down onto the bed. With her legs dangling over the edge, Pike worked his way between them, his hot cock eagerly starting to grind against the last scrap of clothing she still wore. His hands came down to her shoulders, pinning her down with the weight of his upper body. Keeping his arms straight and stiff he looked into Aimee's eyes again, with his evil little smile. “I've been waiting for this for so long... so very long...” he moaned out.

The tip of his wet cock pushed deeper against the crimson fabric, feeling the heat of her body through the material. Even as he pushed, the velvety, underling softness of her pussy was easily felt, driving his lust. First though, he wanted to see her writhe and whimper, and drag this out for as long as he could, prolonging her experience with him.

This was it, he was done, right? So why, once she finished, was he still hard? A warning went off in her head, telling her that he hadn'€™t even started and to get out now. Aimee Jade was about to get up, one leg shifting slightly as she began to pull her body off of the ground, but she was held in place as Pike'€™s hands went to her shirt, tugging it up. She tried to fight him in her own way, her arms staying down to try and keep the shirt on. Her hands went onto his, trying to push his attempts away, but it was too easy for him, just one harsh tug and her shirt came up and over her head. Her arms quickly went to cover her breasts, but even that attempt failed as Pike grabbed her left arm, pulling her to her feet quickly.

“€œDon'€™t do this,” It sounded almost like a warning as he pulled her to the bed, her body straining to pull away. “€œStop,” She growled as he sat her struggling body down and kissed her forehead. “€œD-”€œ She couldn'€™t finish, when Pike struck her chest it felt like all air had been taken from her, and it took her a few seconds to be able to breathe again. Her body writhed a bit on the bed as he held her shoulders, a gasp escaping her throat as she caught her breath.

Aimee Jade'€™s hands went to Pike'€™s chest, trying to push him from her, but to no avail. It was then that she felt the tip of his cock tease the outside of her panties, pushing into her folds slightly. Her body jerked at first, her legs kicking at the air as she tried to move herself further back onto the bed and away from him. “€œPlease, don'€™t,”€ She cried out, her body still struggling against his. “€œI'€™ll do anything, just don'€™t... please... don'€™t do this,”€ Tears started to form in her eyes again, “€œI'€™ll... I'€™ll suck you off again!” It came out of her mouth quickly, trying to shift the action to something else. He still probably wanted another sexual release, but if she could find a way to get out of the current position she'€™d do anything. “Please!”

Pikes strong body loomed over her own, feeling her try to struggle, trying to find a way out from under him, but nothing worked. He stayed right there, keeping her pinned down to the softness of the bed. Seeing those tears roll in rivers down the side of her face only served to arouse him further, just like they had earlier. Aimee's cries for him to stop were just music to his ears, each one more pleading, more desperate. With her offer to suck him off again, Pike just chuckled at the girl. “You will... but not right now,” he told her, giving a deeper push against her panties.

His hand moved onto her chest, covering the bruise he had just left on her chest with his palm. Leaning on that hand alone, the entire weight of his upper body was support by the one arm, making it hard for her to breathe. Pike's other hand moved down to her hip, fingers slipping under the side of her panties. Jerking them down a little, he switched sides, slowly working them down inch by inch. Knowing that if he were to back away too much, and work her underwear off completely, she may just try to make another break for it, a chance he wasn't about to give her. Instead, he let her panties rest halfway down on her thighs, still plenty of room for him to fuck her.

Gazing down between her exposed legs, Pike smiled ever so happily at the sight of her folds. His hands came back up, slipping over her shoulders, onto her arms. Grabbing her at the elbows, Pike forcefully positioned her arms out to the side, straight out from her body. His grip repositioned just past the joint, on the upper portion of her lower arm. Slowly then, his hips moved forward, his hard and heated tip brushing up against Aimeeâ??s soft pussy. Pike moaned out delightfully at the sensation, having dreamed of this so many times during High School.

A soft shiver went over his body, working his cock into her slowly. Pike would push in a small distance, and then pull back some, gently working himself into Aimee Jade. Each time he went in a little deeper, pulling back not as far too. All the while, he looked down at her face, seeing the raw emotion flow from her. After what must have seemed like hours for her, Pike was hilted inside of her tight walls. Staying there, his cock throbbed quickly within her body. Moaning out to her again, Pike cooed out. “Mmm... so soft, and nice and tight...”

”€œN-no,”€ Was all she could muster through trembling lips as her body shifted underneath his, trying to squirm its way out. The tip of his cock was now pressed firmly against her clit through her red panties and what was an embarrassingly pleasurable feeling twisted up her spine, her body jerking against his in surprise. Her head shook side to side, trying to move her body away from his, managing only to twist the sheets up underneath her. Though she wasn't the least bit turned on, the push against her clit caused her to get a bit wet, which she hoped he wouldn't notice.

The weight against her chest caused Aimee Jade to gasp out, her hands moving from his chest to his arm, trying to scratch and pry it off of her as he started to pull her panties down. He'€™d notice by the third tug of her panties that she was hairless down there thanks to a recent shave. Her body still flailed underneath his as he tugged her underwear down slowly. Her legs were kicking the air, trying to stop him, her cries begging for humility.

Instead, her cries edged him on, and once he moved her into an uncomfortable position, holding her arms back from swiping at him, she felt him align himself. “€œNo, please,”€ It was her last cry before he pushed in slowly. Aimee Jade let out a loud sob, her legs kicking and her hips trying to fall further back from his. Her kicking probably only assisted in giving Pike pleasure, her body almost vibrating against the motion. Her arms tugged against his grip and by the time he had started thoroughly ravaging her, she glared up at him, tears still streaming from her eyes. “Fuck you,”€ she whispered, unable to say much else.

Pike chuckled as Aimee Jade swore out at him. Puckering up his lips, his tongue gathered the saliva in his mouth, pooling it all to the front. The hot wad of spit landed just along the edge of her cute nose, dribbling down her cheek. Through her glare, her crying, tear filled eyes looked even more bloodshot than before. "You're even more pretty when you cry," the man whispered out, biting his lower lip in pleasure. Each and every wiggle and movement against him made Pike tighten his grip on her arms further, making sure she didn't go anywhere at all. “It's going to feel so good to cum inside of you...” Pike said through a low and soft moan of pleasure. Aimees legs kept kicking up into the air, trying to find something to push off of, but they only flailed wildly in the air. Each kick moved her hips some, side to side, and up and down, inadvertently making her soft inner walls press against his long and thick shaft. Staying hilted in her for a few more seconds, he then began to move his hips. Slowly he went though, pulling back almost all the way out, leaving his hungry tip embedded within the confines of her walls. Back in he went, just as smooth and slow, filling her struggling body with his large member.

After several of those slow thrusts, Pike looked down between her bare legs. With not a hair in sight, it made her look younger than she really was. The sparkle of warm wetness coated his shaft. “Your wet, Aimee,” he said, even though she new that she was. “I think you like this more than you want to admit,” He teased, her body responding to the physical pleasure. The pace of Pikes movements sped up, each stroke just as smooth as the last gliding in and out of her body. With the quicker motion, the wet, lewd sound of their bodies moving intimately together was beginning to get louder.

The faster movements against Aimee Jade's body made her figure move, her full, delicious breasts jiggling each time, the cries and sobs of her body adding to their dancing. Pike gazed down to them happily, watching the motion, slightly mesmerized by her flesh. Lowering his head, lips hovered above her left nipple, breathing out warm, moist air over the patch of skin. Parting his lips, he encased the little peak in his lips, curling them over her teeth so the sharpness would not be felt. Slowly he suckled, lashing his tongue over the top of the peak, tasting her savory skin. Lips pinched together, coming together hard, squeezing her nipple. Uncurling his lips from over his teeth, he bit down on the teat, tugging up. Stretching the sensitive skin up and away, he bit down with as much force as he could. Finally though, the skin popped out of his bite, bleeding as it recoiled from the punishment.

"I'm curious, Aimee..." Pike smiled down to her, a few drops of crimson on his lips. Licking them off, he tasted her blood tingle against his tongue, already craving more. "...just how deep your little body can take me," Groaning out to her, purely with lust alone, Pike moved his hips faster and faster, ripping through her canal, building up speed. And then with one final, deep and forceful push, he cried out in pleasure, feeling his cock penetrate her deepest barrier, wedging himself past her cervix, and into her womb. "Oh, fuck..." he panted out hotly, sweat dribbling all over his flesh. Pausing for a few seconds, hips moved back ever so slightly, then forward again, lodging the head of his cock tightly into her deepest, hidden chamber. Tensing his body, he was nearly ready to burst forth right there and then, but somehow he was able to hold himself back, making their session last even longer.

She hated crying, showing her submission to Pike, but there was absolutely nothing she could do at this point. As Pike spat on her, Aimee Jade shook her head to the side, trying to get his saliva off of her face as he battered her insides relentlessly. When he said he was going to cum inside of her she just cried out a little bit more. Saying no and begging him to stop didn't do anything, she couldn't stop him from doing this, either. As Pike glanced down, mentioning Aimee Jade'€™s wetness, she cringed back in disgust. She felt dirty, used, and must worse, sexually stimulated. The touch on her clit was bad enough, but Pike didn't let the feeling die down before he started fucking her. The pleasure wasn'€™t enough to make her moan, though, and she was glad she at least had power over that, for the time being.

As Pike moved down to her breasts Aimee Jade glanced up at the ceiling before closing her eyes, trying to bring herself out of the moment and think of something else. Yet, even this attempt failed as she felt her nipple being taken into Pike'€™s mouth, sucking on it harshly. It didn'€™t hurt, at least not until his teeth came out and bit down hard. Aimee Jade screamed out, her body flailing harder underneath his. Her back arched in pain, trying to follow his mouth as he pulled at her nipple. Her head fell back as her teeth clenched in pain, a loud, pained moan flowing through her teeth. Once her nipple escaped his torture, she let out another scream, the pain practically unbearable on her sensitive skin.

Her body was shaking as he smiled down at her before thrusting faster. The continuous blows to her cervix alone made her cry even more. It didn't take long for the pain in her lower body to take precedent over the pain in her nipple. “S-stop!”€ She screamed out, her legs kicking her body back slightly. Even though her body was still wet from earlier Aimee Jade”€™s body was hot, on fire almost. Sweat was covering every inch of her body as she continued her struggles to break free before he broke through her barrier.

The second it happened, her breath hitched in her throat, an attempted scream getting caught. Her eyes were wide and her body froze with pain, the painful sensation throbbing up from her lower abdomen. Yet, through all of the pain surging through her body, a slight pleasurable feeling was beginning to build up. He was as deep as he could go, filling her up completely. It wasn't until a few short moment later was she able to breathe out, another pained moan following. She held her body completely still as he continued, afraid that any movement or struggle would just make it hurt even more.

Those screams, those beautiful screams. They seemed loud enough to make the glass in the windows shake as they loudly erupted from her parted lips. Aimees entire body trembled underneath him even before he had penetrated so very fully into her core. The heat of her naked body was easily felt against Pike's chest, the warmth flowing up from her sweaty flesh. The heat around his cock was even more intense, surrounding him fully, along with her sweet wetness. Pike stayed deeply placed within her body, purely soaking up the sensation. The tight circle of muscles so deep within her body gripped his shaft tightly, squeezing against it, also as if to beg him to stop. Panting, Pike pulled back, giving the tormented girl several more hard thrusts, his balls slapping against her each and every time. Noticing she had began to stay still as she whimpered and cried, Pike leaned down over her body. With a small kiss to her lips, he then licked up some of her salty tears that were making her skin shine, licking his lips with the slightly salty flavor.

Leaning down next to her ear, covered in still damp hair, Pike nuzzled his lips over the flesh, giving a lust filled moan right into it. "Mmm... we are going to do this often, Aimee Jade," Pike's voice was soft, but still dominant. "You're going to be mine, all mine..." He continued, giving a suckle to her ear lobe. Taking in a deep breath, he could smell the sweet scent of the shampoo she had used earlier. The breath was let out, passing over her neck. "You're going to be my little slut..." he emphasized, letting the word roll off his tongue. "You'll be there for my every want and desire... you'll be there for me to beat and punish at my whim..." Pike moaned out again, giving a lick over her ear. Oh how much fun they would have together, at least for Pike. In the end, her pleasure, her satisfaction was trumped by his own. Pike was already thinking of what he would do to her tomorrow, and the next day. The more she resisted him though, the rougher he would become, just like tonight. He didn't think for a moment that he had fully broken her down. After a nights rest, she may be just as apt to defy him again. Pike could deal with that though, and he fully planned on keeping Aimee Jade for his own personal use and abuse.

Pike pulled his hips back, further and further, almost as if he was preparing to ram her at full force. Instead, he pulled himself out of her pussy fully with a wet pop, though they were far from done. Reaching down to her crimson panties that bridged between her luscious thighs, Pike griped the fabric in a fist, ripping them away. The waistline on each side broke, the force of the rough tug leaving marks on Aimee Jade's thighs as the material strained and resisted. Tossing them to the side, Pike grabbed her hips, pulling and tugging her off of the bed. Falling backwards with her, he landed on the floor, harder than he expected to. But now, the girl was on his lap, straddling against him.

Grinning, Pike continued to hold at her hips. Fingernails dug in tightly, ready to scrape along her if she tried to make another daring escape. Looking up to her from his position on the soft carpet, Pike spoke out. “Mmm...”ride my cock, girl,” A hand stayed on her hip, while the other re-positioned his cock, slipping it right back into her heated folds. Moaning out softly, Pike guided her up and down, wanting her this time to move as she worked on getting him off. Looking over to the side, he saw his backpack was just within reach. Lifting his right hand away, his left dug in deeper for her to stay there, as an extra incentive. Undoing one of the velcro sealed pockets on the side of his black bag, he pulled out a metal pair of handcuffs. Winking, Pike looked to her face. “Just in case you get any ideas,” He pulled her body down just a little, gripping her small wrists, and bringing them behind her, knowing she would be struggling as he tried to put them on. He managed to get a cuff on her left wrist, locking it down, but as she squirmed about, he just could not catch the right one.

With every thrust a tinge of pain shot through Aimee Jade's body. As Pike kissed her lips, her head jolted to the side to try and avoid it, one of her legs kicking the air slightly as she did this. His wet, warm tongue trailed over her sensitive skin and made her cringe back even more as he moved to her ear, moaning and speaking. It was actually really hard for Aimee Jade to focus on what Pike was saying, her attention focused on the pain he was thrusting into her. Yet, she did hear what he said as he called her a slut. Sniffing back another sob, her head turned the other way, trying to get away from his abusive words.

Pike was right to not trust Aimee Jade for even a second. For the moment, she was exhausted, terrified, and in a lot of pain. Any girl would be completely submissive at this point. Aimee Jade wanted more than anything to grab that knife Pike had in his pants and shove it straight into his chest, yet she didn'€™t have the strength to. Yet, the second she'd get the chance she'€™d still attempt to flee, this being obvious by the leg kick. If she hadn'€™t currently been impaled on his dick, Aimee Jade would have found a way out of this situation.

The second Pike let go of Aimee Jade'€™s arms, they moved up, grabbing at the bed above her head to try and pull her body away, undoing the sheets underneath her. When Pike pulled out of her, she let out a moan, though it sounded in between a pain and pleasure moan. It was more or less from satisfaction. A bit of blood currently stained his and her sex from when he shoved into her womb. As Pike grabbed for her underwear, her legs started kicking again, her body moving up a bit as her hands pulled her more onto the bed. Another cry escaped her throat as her panties snapped against her thighs, leaving rough bruises. Another kick, this one aiming for Pike's body, yet she missed and somehow found herself on top of him on the floor.

She was now on top, anybody would think of this position as an easy one to get out of, and she tried almost instantly. Pike'™s grip on her hips was forceful enough to keep her on top of him, though, and she cried out as his fingernails cut into her skin, dragging a long cut into each side of her and making her cry out once again. Oh god, it hurt! Coming back down from her attempted escape seemed worse, though, because as her hips lowered, Pike repositioned his cock, letting it slip right back in. Aimee Jade wasn't sure what to do in this embarrassing position, and the last thing on her mind was to thrust up and down. Of course he didn't give her much of a choice as she squirmed about on top of him, in the end just giving him more pleasure. Her hands, now free, went straight for his jaw, the tiny fists attempting to hit him right in the jaw as he grabbed for the handcuffs. He was easily able to grab her left hand before she pulled it back from his face, but she was sure to keep the right one out of his grip. Her whole body struggled on top of him, practically ravishing his body in pleasure as her sex pressed sensually against his and thrusted with each movement. As revenge for his earlier action, she spat in his face knowing he wouldn'€™t be able to wipe it off unless he let go of her left arm or hip, which would give her the upper hand and make it incredibly easy for her to get off of him and escape.

Even as Pike held her in position on top of himself while he laid on the soft carpet, he could feel Aimee Jades flesh giving way underneath his sharp fingernails. With every wiggle and movement she tried, his nails sunk deeper into her tender flesh. It did not take too much for the hard claws to rip into her skin. At first, it was just a few scrapes, followed by deepening welts. As the girl continued to squirm, Pike gripped deeper still, feeling slight trickles of her hot crimson blood staining his fingertips. The soft flesh felt so good underneath his clutching fingers, the mix of the slowly flowing blood only adding to his sweet delight. Though the already abused girl tried again and again to get away, the movements of her hips stimulated Pike further, resulting in his continued pleasure. Though he had been close to blowing his load inside of her before they had tumbled to the floor, the slight pause gave him a momentary break, needing a little more time before he would release.

While Aimee Jade panicked when Pike managed to get the first cuff on her left arm, he suddenly reeled in pain. Her small, compact fist somehow managed to land a blow square on his jaw, forcing his head to the side. The desperate punch fortunately was not that hard as she flailed about, but the action alone was enough to make Pike snap his head back in place, looking rather angrily up to Aimee Jade. To add insult to injury, a glob of spit landed on his face, clouding the vision in his left eye. With a deep growl, almost like an animal, Pike quickly realized it was too early in their renewed relationship to try this position.

“You little bitch...” Pike growled again, almost hidden on his breaths. Fueled by a renewed anger against her, the man instinctively pulled his wrist to his face, trying to clear the saliva from his vision. With only a hand on her hip, even as hard as he held onto her delicate flesh, the force was not enough to hold her in place. Within a half second, Pike knew exactly what was going on, but it happened so fast, he had no time to react. Aimee Jade was able to pull herself off of him, making a brake to the locked door, the secured handcuff dangling from her wrist. Standing up as quick as he could manage, it was not fast enough. Aimee Jade had unlocked the door, and was running down the hallway. “Get back here” Pike screamed loudly from the room, the rage filling his body quite clear in his voice. His pleasure was secondary at this point. As soon as he caught the fleeing girl, he would make her regret the escape attempt.

Dark ideas filled Pikes mind as he started up the chase. If she thought the drowning attempt earlier was the worse he could do, she was surely wrong. He didn't know quite what he would do to her body once he managed to re-capture her, but he would was not about to go easy on Aimee Jade at this point. Perhaps he would make due on the earlier threat, and slice off one of those nipples... maybe even both. His heavy stomps could be heard storming out of the room and giving chase down the hall. Aimee Jade had an amazingly good head start, but already Pike was gaining ground, getting closer with each enraged footstep. More of his angered growls could be heard as he breathed deeply, a clear sign that he would not let this incident pass lightly.

 

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Her sides hurt, a lot. Aimee Jade couldn’t stop squirming on top of Pike, trying to get away. Spitting at him was the greatest thing she could have done, because instead of letting it drip off of his face on its own, he had to wipe it away. She’d remember that.

He let her loose, not even meaning to. She stumbled off of the man and ran towards the door, unlocking it quickly while looking back at Pike. He was just getting up when the door flew open. She knew that if she ran down the stairs, she’d lose time and he’d probably catch up to her easily like he did the last time. So instead, she ran towards the guest room at the end of the hallway, reaching the doors and being able to close and lock the double doors before Pike even reached her. Looking around quickly, she had to figure out a place to hide. At first, she looked at the window, contemplating jumping out. There was nothing to catch her, though, and a two story fall onto the icy ground didn’t sound very appealing. A queen size bed rested in the middle of the room, along with two nightstands, a large sawhorse desk, and two doors, one for the bathroom and one for the walk-in closet.

Taking a deep breath, she ran towards the closet, throwing the door open just as Pike started fumbling with the door handle. Closing it behind her quickly, she looked at the small walk-in closet and the fancy clothes that hung on the tall hanging racks. All of her dressy outfits, along with her dad’s, were kept in here, away from the mess of their regular closets. There wasn’t any place to hide other than the floor, in between her long dresses.

At first, she went towards the corner of the closet, but then realized that would probably be the first place Pike would look. Biting her bottom lip, she quickly dug herself a little hid out between a few dark long dresses in the middle of the rack. She held her breath, her heart pounding in her ears. She could hear Pike finally break through the double doors, which couldn’t have proven to be too much of a challenge. Lifting one of her hands, she covered her mouth, as if trying to quiet any bit of breathing she had.

She was straight up terrified.

 

[Skye Pilot]

As Pike ran out of the hallway, he growled out, watching the naked girl close the doors with him still so far down the hallway. Picking up speed, he kept running, slamming into the door at full force with his shoulder. The doors rattled, loudly with his impact, but other than that didn’t budge. Frustration filled him completely, screaming out and hitting the door hard with his right fist. Taking a couple of breaths in an effort to calm himself and think, he tried the handle of the door, in the slim chance Aimee Jade had forgot to lock them. “Open up!” he yelled out, his voice muffled from the other side of the door, cranking on the handle hard and fast. Pike gave a test kick to the bottom of the double doors, and quickly decided that would not be an option with bare feet.

He looked around the hallway for anything he could use to break the doors down or pry them open. Peeking into one of the other rooms, he flicked on the light, scanning the contents for anything that could be considered useful. It must have been her brothers old room, as leaning up against the dresser was a wooden baseball bat. ”Perfect!” he thought to himself. Grabbing the bat, he stood in front of the door, getting his grip on the bat. Taking in a deep breath, he swung hard, just above the handles. WHAM, WHAM, WHAM! Each swing was harder than the last, the wood of the door denting and splintering in spots. With the final hit, the small lock just could take no more, and finally gave. Pike stormed into the room, the bat gripped in his right hand still. Looking around, he saw no immediate sign of where the girl could be. He checked under the bed first, thinking it would be a logical place, even if it was a little too obvious. “You can’t hide from me, Aimee,” he spoke out loudly into the room. “And when I find you, oh you will pay...” There really wasn’t much place else in the room she could be hiding, except behind one of the doors.

Pike went up to the first door, turned the handle and threw it open. He brought the bat up into a swinging position, just in case she was in there, with a weapon of her own. The bathroom was devoid of her, even checking the cupboard under the sink just in case. Huffing a little, he went over to the second door, knocking on it. “I know you are in there,” he called out. Opening the door, he flicked on the light, seeing all of the fancier clothes. Most of the dresses flowed down to the carpet, concealing anything that could be behind them. Not knowing where she might be, Pike began to pull the clothing apart randomly, searching for the girl. After half a dozen attempts, he found the crouching girl, hand over her mouth. “Hi there, sweetheart,” Pike said rather calmly. “Hide and seek was fun, but I want to play a different game now,” Reaching down, he grabbed her wrist hard, pulling her up to her feet, and dragging her out into the middle of the room. Pike let her wrist go, and quickly turned in a circle. By the time he was facing Aimee Jade, he held the bat in both hands, swinging right for her. The dense bat hit just below her ribcage, knowing it would knock the wind right out of her. As she buckled over, he brought the bat up, slamming it down on the middle of her back, making her fall to the floor in a heap.

Pike dropped the bat onto the floor, bouncing as it came to rest. Kneeling down next to the recovering girl, he grabbed both her wrists, finally able to get the dangling cuff onto her other wrist, restraining her hands behind her back. “I don’t think you will be going very far now,” Pike claimed proudly. Rolling Aimee Jade over onto her back, he moved his hand to her chin, tilting her head back. “Now then... I know you can take my cock very well... but I want to know if you can take something bigger,” Picking the bat up again, Pike moved it between her limp and sprawled legs. Pushing the blunt end of it up against her shaved and smooth cunt, the man looked down to her face. Smirking happily, Pike pushed the bat into Aimee a an inch or so at a time. Once it was 6 inches in, he began to pump it back and forth, using the sports equipment like an extra large dildo.

 

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The banging on the door echoed throughout what seemed like the whole house. If Pike couldn’t hear her breathing, he could have probably heard her heart beating loudly if he listened close enough. It took everything for Aimee Jade to stay quiet and not move, especially when she heard the doors splinter open and Pike storm in. Her body was shaking slightly as he trolled through the guest room, looking for her. When he said that she would pay, Aimee Jade couldn’t even imagine the hell she was going to have to put up with. Was he going to try and drown her again? Oh, she hoped not.

Judging from the sound of the door opening, Aimee Jade could tell that Pike had looked first in the bathroom. Lucky for her, but she should have taken this opportunity to run out of the room and find somewhere else to go, because all he had left was the closet. She could hear him rummaging through the clothes, trying to find her. She closed her eyes, lowering her head as he made his way around the closet. Oh god… Suddenly, the area she was sitting in got very bright, and she looked up, seeing him stare down at her. Before she could even do anything, he had grabbed her, pulling her from the closet.

“Let me go!” She screamed out as he pulled her towards the middle of the room. Struggling against his grip, when he let go she tried to dart out of there, only to be met with a bat in her side. She cried out, buckling over in pain, only to be hit again. Dropping to the floor, she curled up in the fetal position, as if trying to protect her body from anything else he could do. Of course, at this point, she was in too much pain to move, so when he grabbed for her wrists, she didn’t fight back. “Fuck you,” She hissed at him as he rolled her over.

When Pike mentioned fucking her with something bigger, she glanced up, seeing him grabbing for the bat again. Her eyes widened and she tried to move her body back, only to be met with the large object forcing its way into her. She cried out, first from pain. “S-stop!” She pleaded again, feeling the object slowly fill her up. As Pike began thrusting it back and forth, the pain from the immense stretching started to turn into pleasure. Aimee Jade had never felt so filled up in her life, it felt…amazing. “Stop,” She managed to say again, trying to fight off the quickly building pleasure between her legs. She had tried to hide the pleasure building up, not wanting Pike to see she was starting to actually enjoy the punishment, but when her hips unconsciously bucked back against the bat, it became incredibly obvious.

If he continued any bit more, she would surely have an orgasm. For once, she didn’t want this punishment to end.

 

[Skye Pilot]

Pike moved his hand down from Aimee Jade’s chin, placing now on the upper portion of her throat. Chuckling a little, he continued to pump the bat in and out of her tender pussy. Gazing his eyes down between her legs, he could not help but notice how her lower lips were stretched apart, suckling upon the wooden device shoved right into her. At first, Pike was not sure if she was enjoying his demented attempt at force fucking the girl, but with the thrust of her hips, it all became abundantly clear. “Oh, you like that, don’t you?” he asked rather rhetorically. Pikes other hand began to clench her throat tightly, cutting off her breathing by half. It wasn’t enough to strangle her by any means, but his strong grip stayed right where it was. “You’re well on your way to becoming my little slut...” the man teased, forcing the bat into her another two inches.

With one of the thrusts, he kept the makeshift toy deeply inside of her walls, rolling the young woman onto her front. His hand immediately took it’s place back on the front of her neck again, craning her head back just as far it would go, giving her just a moment to take in a full breath. Pumping the bat fully into her time and time again, he leaned over, giving a slight kiss to her heated cheek. “Aimee...” he started to whisper in a lust filled coo, his lips suckling a little at the edge of her ear. “I’ve heard you scream, I’ve heard you cry tonight...” he said, shifting his focus to nibbling and teasing his lips about her earlobe. “Now... now I want to hear you cum,” Pikes grip tightened more about her neck, the trusting of the bat quickening as well. “And judging from just how wet you are right now, I will have to get something bigger for next time...” Pike gave a single lap over her ear, slathering it with his tongue.

Listening to her sounds, and watching her reactions attentively, Pike pulled the bat from her sex seconds before she was about to pass the threshold of release. Covered in her juices, he let the wooden device rest on the carpeted floor. His hand shifted its focus, sliding from tensing on her throat, and into her hair, yanking her head back roughly. “Oh by the way....” He began again, his lips hungrily kissing the corner of her mouth. “You’re going to need to beg for it,” he chuckled to himself, not giving Aimee Jade much of an option. His free hand rubbed softly for a change over her tight and slender backside, giving the flesh there fond squeezes. After a few light passes, Pike lifted his hand, giving each perfect cheek a hard smack, leaving a definitive red handprint on each one. “Better start begging, dear... I promise you the alternative will not be nearly as much fun...” he threatened.