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Walking After Dark (sugarplum and rekoj)

He fucked her steadily with bucking hips for not very long, his repetitive but quick thrusts came at a brutal pace, though he slowed down quickly and eventually pulled himself out of her. "Of course it hurts, it's your first time... every woman experiences that hurt once, god, would you stop being such a pussy and toughen up?" he questioned in an obviously frustrated tone. He wouldn't wait any longer, but still she cried and sobbed while he was in her. This wasn't right, this wasn't good enough. He pulled himself out of her and to release some of that frustration he wound up his hand and gave her bottom a very hard spank.

He leaned over forward after his spank, his whole body getting into that spread-palm motion which hit her left ass-cheek. He brought his fingers down between her legs, where he began to softly crawl with them. He used the pads of his fingers in a soft crawling stroking motion down her slit, leaning over and bringing his lips to her ear. "You've got one last shot before I decide you're ready for pain. You've got less than a minute to silence those sobs or else I will bring you to the other room and show you ways I can truly make you hurt. Get up and come to the bed when you're ready, but make sure you don't take too long... I'm not exactly in a patient mood anymore Katy."

His emotions were controlled by switch that flickered inexplicably, one second he would be entirely and utterly content, the next he would be sour and angry. As he coldly turned and stepped out of the room, without turning around he offered a few more threatening words. "When you come to the other room, if I hear one sob out of you... you know the consequences."
 
As if he had ever been in a patient mood. Within an hour of kidnapping her he'd been trying to force her to submit to him in the worst way. Terror had forced her to do thing she would never forget- sucking him off, and now bending over so he could enter her without a fight... only to be punished still by his cruel impatience, as if he hadn't gotten progress enough from her.

Now she was filled with a bitter regret, wishing she'd fought all along... it seemed with his impossible expectations, she was doomed to be tortured anyway. Yet she'd never forgive herself now, for bending to his will so he could claim her innocence in one thrust... yet she still had to suffer more. That pain apparently just wasn't enough. Stopping the tears was impossible- and somewhere in that sick mind of his, he must have known that.

Even when he pulled out and left, she still felt as if he was still filling her- her tight walls still tense as if clinging to his flesh, still aching and wet with blood. It had never gotten to a point where it could feel good, he'd grown impatient before he could get her to that point- had his thrusts been gentler, perhaps he would have managed it. But he probably wasn't capable of being gentle...

Scared out of her mind, she took several deep breaths and entered the room- perhaps her obedience would reawaken a more sympathetic side. Shakily, she got on the bed with him, her eyes nervously avoiding his... she was scared her stricken expression would anger him, even though she was trying her best to keep him relatively pleased with her... her fear locked in her sobs, at least for now, but she couldn't completely erase the signs of her distress.

"I'm sorry," she whimpered meekly, "I'm doing my best... please forgive me..." she was not really sorry, but thought saying so might have a good effect on him. For now, she was working to make the situation less horrific in what way she could, knowing another night in that other room would break her entirely. Cooperating now could save her from breaking like that.
 
He laid back down upon the bed and stared at her with expressionless eyes. He watched her walk into the room timidly, she had been quick and that pleased him.. but he would not give her a smile yet. He was laying down on her bed, still in the nude, his cock still hard and pointing up to the ceiling as he casually brought his hands behind his head and leaned up against the pillows. "Good, you made it... now, you get to hop on and go for a ride." With his palm he made a circling motion around his hardened length, indicating exactly what kind of ride he was waiting for her to go on.

He had made this decision for two reasons, firstly... it would let him save his strength for later in their lovemaking session (as he saw it,) so he would be able to not only send her over that edge with her climax, but push her toppling over into the pleasure. Secondly, she would get a fair chance at experiencing sex herself. He had taken away the pain of her virginity, though he knew from the punishment he had inflicted upon her and due to her tightness... she would still hurt. But that's OK, because with him the pain would never stop... and she'd have to learn to like it. And only time would help assist that.

He sat up a little bit more, patting the bed beside him and searching endlessly for her eyes as he waited for her to follow his demands. He would never stop searching for her eyes, fearlessly and relentlessly staring into hers with his cold intentions at every opportunity. He smiled as he licked his lips quickly, in sweet anticipation of having Katy bouncing up and down on top of him.
 
[Sorry for the delay, been out with an eye infection.]

His suggestion quickly for her hyperventilating with anxiety- she didn't want to, but that wasn't new. Somehow, this seemed even worse than being bent over the table- perhaps because she actually had to do more than just take it. Slowly she shifted so she was straddling his stomach for a moment, sitting on her knees as she shifted into the proper position to do what he asked of her, but her paleness and trembling did not subside, her panic only seemed to increase.

Her hand wrapped around the base of his cock as she positioned it at her no-longer-virgin slit, and lowered herself slowly onto it, her breathing hitching as the entry caused her pain, and pausing when she had a few inches in to give herself a moment to get used to it, no where near calming down but attempting to be obedient enough that he would handle her more gently... that is, if he was capable of that.

Telling herself to hurry up, to get this over with, she lowered down so he filled her all the way to the hilt, a sharp whimper of pain escaping her lips as she held that position too for a moment. At least this way he wasn't pounding into her mercilessly, right?
 
< [ And sorry for mine, internet problems. Good to be back though. ^^ ] >

He took his palm and casually whipped it up from beside his hips, smacking the side of her bottom (gently, well, gently for him) in an upward motion as he encouraged, "Up and then down, faster and faster, you can do it Katy. Trust me, after everything that you've been through... this'll be a breeze. The hard part for you, will be trying to tell yourself that you don't like it." His hands went up to her breasts, cupping them gently as his spread fingers began to feel the soft flesh with circular movements, squeezing gently in intermittent intervals. He looked for her eyes, but would not demand her gaze, letting her keep hers closed or looking elsewhere if she preferred.

His fingers stopped sinking into the soft flesh for a moment as he brought them to the tips of the soft mounds upon her chest, pinching her nipples gently for a second before taking to working them in rapid circles with the tips of his thumbs. He smiled as he looked up to her, his broken little redheaded doll. He leaned up to kiss her neck, whispering as the stubble from his unshaved face scratched against the softness of her neck, "Faster Katy, you can do it... just work your way faster with each bounce. Come on."

His left hand abandoned her breast, though his right continued to tease her other nipple, pinching one second, twisting gently the next, and then barely touching an instant later. He was entirely unpredictable in every way, as he began to kiss down from her neck, his chin scratching against the softness of her breast until his wicked tongue was escaping past his lips and finding her nipple. He ran his tongue in a circle around the sensitive nub for a second, before pushing it against and wrapping his mouth around it, sucking on it sharply for a second before pulling his mouth away and letting his tongue flick over it. It appeared that was appeased with everything she was doing... at least, for now.
 
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