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Amy had given up even trying to wear her cloths anymore.. they where to filthy and besides that .. James would only strip her anyways. So when he walked in she was still naked, no longer even making an attempt to hid herself.

Amy reached out and took the blindfold and huffed and rolled her eyes like a typical teenager. After all that is what she was no matter how James wished to think about her. " Is this thing really necessary?" she asked holding the blindfold down at her side instead of putting it on. Then she tossed it on the back of the bathroom sink and when James took his eyes off her for that split second as she tossed the blindfold she reached around him and opened the bathroom door and stepped out. Not running just standing there as if waiting for James.
 
James watched Amy throw the blindfold down. Ah his old friend and foe, defiance, making a return. His eyes watched the blindfold slink to the ground, his features changed a little, he was angry but it was not a terribly explosive change, it was a seething hatred that simmered below the surface, it could boil red hot and still not show too much change in his face. He was of course angry and Amy would no doubt have realized that she was pushing his buttons, much as she or her dimwit brother would have done when they acted against their parents. James of course was no parent, not to Amy.

Letting Amy pass by as he lurched forward for the blindfold, he was confident that he could take it and catch Amy before she got far if she did try to flee, he had no hurry. Clutching onto the discarded blindfold, James stood back up and turned towards the door, pulling at the door to yank it open. With one hand holding the blindfold, the other reached down to his pants, slipping a thumb behind the leather belt at his pants as he looked to Amy who had stayed just outside of the door.

"You like pressing my buttons don't you. Do not mistake me for some push over like your parents. Misbehave and I will and have treated you to harsh discipline and punishments. Now put the fucking blindfold on without pause or a word or I will retract my offer of dinner for tomorrow and perhaps the night after that too." James was not a man to mess with, cheeky jokes, and shows of defiance were not rewarded with kindness or with anything but swift retribution. His thumb lowered his belt an inch, stretching it just a little. If Amy decided to be a brat then he would have to treat her like one and bend her over his lap and make that already bruised bottom much more sensitive and painful. If he did he would have the benefit of her hypersensitive rear to make the belt seem that much more painful to her.
 
Amy stood just outside the door waiting for James. She knew better then to make a run for it so soon after her last attempt. She had little doubt that James would be able to catch her again like he did the last time. No, the next time if she would try it would be much more planned out and not just running in sheer panic.

She watched James as he stood there scolding her.. he was trying not to look angry .. but that little vain pulsing on his temple told her he was furious. And if she doubted that one look at his hand on his belt put her right back in place..

So with out a word she took the blindfold from his hands and put it around her eyes. She already did what she intended to do and just like James does everything for a reason, she also had her reasons and it wasn't just to see how far she could push his buttons... no she already knew his buttons where not one to be pushed.
 
James watched Amy, his anger was boiling from within, he was angry no doubt about it but he kept his hand firm and still. He could not let Amy get the better of him, no that would undermine everything. Relaxing a little as she finally took the blindfold and lifted it to her face. Waiting until Amy had blindfolded herself, his hands reached up to check that the blindfold was taut and properly covering her eyes. Knowledge was power, the knowledge of how the house was laid out was a powerful tool, it was something he did not want to give to Amy freely.

Once he was sure that everything was in order, he pushed her from behind, taking her a little further away from the doorway before he reached for her wrists and pulled them behind her back, his large hands were easily capable of taking the young teen's wrists into them, her slender wrists could have even been held by a single hand which as fate had it was what James had planned. Shifting his right hand's hold on the right wrist so that he could also take her left into the same hand.

"Walk." James knew that Amy had not known the way from the basement, that was why it was going to be amusing, this time she was in the lead and had to lead James back to the basement. "Take your time if you like, ask for my help, but do not stop moving forward unless I tell you to." It was going to be fun seeing Amy walk into things, into walls, doors and furniture. There was one thing that Amy could at least be thankful for, with his hand binding her wrists she was not going to be tripping over since he would be holding her upright and would see her incoming falls well before she would.

James wanted her to rely on him, this was another way to get her to trust him and to learn to obey him. He was her eyes, she had to swallow her pride and ask him for help, but not only that she would have to trust that he was telling the truth and had to obey him if she wanted to reach her destination without much harm coming to her. It was an exercise of trust twisted into a perverse maze.
 
being totally blind and helpless with James holding her hands behind her back, Amy stumbled around for awhile, James letting her walk into walls and trip over furniture. Even though James told her she could ask for help when she did he offered her very little .. seeming to take pleasure in her awkward situation. When she would get to a wall she would try to slide along it until she came to a table , a couch and another half dozen little objects before she finally found her way out to the kitchen.

Blindfolded her other senses started working over time. She could hear the sound of cars passing the house.. a bus .. went by the house with lots of kids screaming and stopped a ways down the street.. a school bus stopping to let kids out. So it had to be between 2 and 4 in the afternoon, and in the distance what might have been some kind of highway by the sound of trucks passing at a distance. .. She could hear dogs barking in the neighborhood, and the sound of a rather large dog near by, perhaps as close as the back yard.

She started to notice something else as well, her feet, she could feel the carpet.. and different textures some where the same carpet but it still felt different under her feet. Some parts felt softer .. like they had had very little traffic .. while other spots where rougher and flatter .. like it had been worn down more then others.. once when she went by one of those worn spots she started moving over to the left a little bit fallowing the direction it seemed to be coming from that's when James guided her the other way.. she moved with him not even hesitating a moment. .. a door...

Finally she felt the cool lanolin under her feet of the kitchen floor. Again she head the dog barking.. louder.. the back yard ... the kitchen was in the back of the house. After a few minutes she found the door... " how many steps she asked?"
once James had told her she walked down the stairs... and back into the basement.
 
James offered his help as promised, sure he did not give her detailed responses but they were nevertheless truthful answers, letting her walk her way around the house, again he let her go the long way, passing through rooms and circling around to give her less hint of how to move around the household. The more twists and turns he made her go the harder it would be for her to remember, and the less likely to use it for an escape. When it came to the door, James tapped on the keypad for the code, opening it up for Amy as she inquired about the number of steps. "Count them." To be honest James was unsure, he had never counted them as he did not need to. There were 26 steps in all.

It was true that it was daylight, it was a week day, the area in which James lived was not remote, it was part of the city, his property was very big comparatively speaking, the house was situated further back than most, giving it a large front yard and a massive back yard too. The house being well insulated and further back from the street would give it the illusion that things outside were further away.

Keeping Amy from falling over since she was now descending the staircase without any use from her eyes, it was the least he could do, of course it was in his own vested interest that truly ensured she did not fall. The risk of her breaking her neck was much higher, screwing a corpse was not one of James' kinks. When she made it down to the bottom, James used the key to unlock the door and pushed the naked girl into the basement. The cold floor was just as it had been before she had left. Not quite clean, dusty and dirty from a lack of real cleaning and ever cold thanks to it being completely below ground. It would be nice during summer, and during winter would retain a little of the heat but it would always be cool at best.

Pushing Amy over towards her bed. "Next time, you get fed. If you are any good, I might treat you to something else too." He had plans, big plans for her. Tomorrow he was going to pop a cherry, whilst it was within reason for Amy to assume that he meant she be good in behavior it was not his true intention despite the words carrying that meaning too. If she was a good fuck he might let her have another treat, of course Amy was unlikely to put that connection together since he had not hinted to her about having sex with her. Why would he when she was so compliant with her mouth. He had warned Amy, and yet he had not. It would take a twisted mind with sex on the brain to come to the conclusion that he meant to fuck her. Amy had thus far been adverse to sex in general, resisting even touching herself unless threatened with harm.
 
As soon as she walked into the basement the cold already started to seep into her slight body. As soon as she heard the door shut behind him Amy whipped off the blindfold.. "uggg Jerk!" she called after him. Of course she was going to be a good girl.. what the hell did he think she was going to do down here in the basement? have some kind of party.. ah god she hated that man.

She walked over to the bad and climbed into it pulling the blanket around her trying to get warm. She was cold and hungry it was obvious James had no intention of feeding her that night, her stomach was already grumbling in protest.
Pulling out the ipod she put the headphones on, turning up the volume.

That little stunt as James had called it upstairs when she walked past James and out into the hall way. She got to see exactly what she wanted to see. The length of the hallway it looked about the same length of the basement, that would lead her to assume the basement was the same size as the upstairs. She knew that the kitchen was right above the stairs in that section of the basement. There was a back yard, but James had a dog didn't he.. she had heard the barking and when in the kitchen she had kicked a bowl of water on the floor, and not a small bowl either.

She wondered what her parents where doing? Where the police looking for her? She thought about her friends at school. She would have missed the cheerleader tryouts .. but that was the least of her worries.
 
James left soon after he had thrown the young Amy to the bed, leaving her alone in her prison that was the basement. Things had gone smoothly, she had not only not escaped but she had not tried to alert anyone to the fact that she was there. At least not verbally by screaming. Having a little wander around the house, James checked the bathroom just to see what had gone on inside as well as taking a wander around the outside of the house to make sure that she had not tried to leave any evidence or messages in the proverbial bottle. When he was satisfied that nothing had happened he relaxed a little.

Making up a small afternoon snack, James sat down in the lounge room with his sandwiches, watching tv. Something had caught his eye. Oh my, Amy's parents had gone all out and now it was on national tv. The two of them looked thin, gaunt and as if they had not slept, even with make up, neither of them looked like they had a week ago when their only stress had been putting food on the table and paying the bills. Pushing the record button, James taped the TV show, recording the entire show even if it had several other abduction and murder stories on it.

James smiled and made commentary to the TV as her parents spoke, cracking jokes and answering the questions they posed even though nobody but himself was to hear them. "Mmmm you've got some pretty cute friends Amy." talking to the TV as some of Amy's friends joined the program and pleaded in vain for Amy to return home safe, the girls were crying but they did not look nearly as bad as her parents, life could go on without her for them, it might hurt but they could continue on, unlike her parents.

This was perfect, he could show this to Amy and torment her. The fools still thought that she was still nearby, scouring the nearby area for either a girl or a body. It was going to be interesting, Amy was now a national news piece but just how many would watch the program, and how many would react to seeing her. On one hand it was perfect that he could torment her by showing her this but it was also bad for him if she were found. Still, it would be fun looking at her reaction to just how upset her parents are, anyone with a sharp eye could see it, they had barely been functioning and if it continued their health would deteriorate, after all it is not good to barely eat over a prolonged period of time, Amy had probably eaten more in her captive time than her parents had.

The afternoon passed into evening and then finally night time. James took an early night tonight, falling asleep at 8.30 which was incredibly early for him. Waking up at 4am after hearing Demon successfully chase down and chomp on a stray cat that had invaded the yard. Thinking of Amy's parents and how they looked, James decided he would feed her again, so headed to the kitchen to cook a meal for her. Apricot and Mango Chicken pastries wraps. They were relatively easy to cook as they had been bought earlier in the week and just had to be cooked. James also steamed some sliced carrot, peas and baby broccoli. It was a nice meal, one far too good for the likes of Amy and her defiant nature.
 
Amy paced back and forth the blanket wrapped around her small body like a robe. " Damn it's cold down here." she uttered to herself trying to stay warm. She had the ipod blasting out music when suddenly it died ... " Oh great .. out of batteries.. what do i do now" she asked herself as she paced back and forth in the basement. She went over and sat on the bed .. pulling her legs up under her and wrapping the blanket tightly around her.

She was shivering when she noticed how hard and stiff her nipples where... she rubbed her hands over then trying to get them warm and noticed how they did get warmer but only got harder as her hands rubbed back and forth .. she rolled them between her fingers and gave them a little tug. Then she let her hands run down over her flat stomach she felt like she had lost some weight as she felt her rips. Good maybe she would starve to death, but somehow she thought James would kill her before that would happen. God what she would give just to have a Pepsi right now.

Without her even realizing it her hands moved down between her legs and moved across the puffy lips of her pussy. She pulled her hand away and waited a moment then brought them back between her legs once again.. this time her nimble fingers exploring and sliding between her outer pussy lips.. the inside of her lips felt so warm and smooth it had a light coat of her juices which made her fingers slide easily over the delicate skin of her inner lips. She leaned back on the bed, lifting her hips a little bit as her fingers found her clit.. she bit her lip holding a moan behind her lips as her fingers started rubbing the tiny bud,.. she could feel it growing harder as it started to pulse under her fingers as she rubbed them back and forth ... every now and then her body would give out a tiny shudder and shake. Her pussy grew warm and wet as she played with her clit each time it would pulse under her fingers more of her juices would drip from her vagina .. finally she slid a finger inside her soaking wet pussy .. it make a loud wet sound as she started moving her finger in and out playing inside her juicy pussy .. each time her clit would throb and pulse the walls of her pussy would squeeze tight around her finger almost making it hard to push them in and out.. her finger rubbing the soft pink walls of her pussy... she found herself moaning.. as she laid farther back down on the bed.. her hips started rocking in time with her fingers as the rubbed and stroked her tiny clit.. Then her body went stiff and her pussy clinched tight around her finger .. her hips thrust upwards as she let out a loud moan.. thankful that she was in a sound proof room so James couldn't hear her moans as her body shock and rocked as she brought herself to orgasm. After that she laid back.. gasping trying to catch her breath .. her body still shaking as her juices dripped down her fingers.. she fell asleep with her finger still buried in her tight cunt.
 
James gathered the food together when it was ready and placed it into a bowl, a dog bowl. The metal dish would not serve as a suicide device nor would it aid her in harming him or reducing the number of plates he had. He had been serious when he had noted earlier that she was not fit to use his plates. He had decided against paper plates since he would need to clean up the mess and it would be a financial drain to have to continually buy more paper plates. Oh sure, a few dollars a money but still, if he held her there for a long time that would be far more than a good solid dog bowls price.

Picking up a bottle of water from the fridge, James took the bottle and the bowl to the entrance to the basement, descending the stairs and opening the door up into the basement proper. Quietly stepping inside, James saw that Amy was on the bed, curled up and likely asleep as she had not turned since he had stepped inside despite the noise being more than enough to let anyone awake know that he had come inside. Walking over towards the supposedly sleeping Amy, setting the food and chilled bottle of water down two feet away from the end of the bed, reaching out, James pulled the bed sheets down exposing Amy's naked form and exposing the fact that she was first of all without her butt plug, and second of all, it was clear that she had been masturbating since her fingers were buried deep inside of her moist nether lips.

Taking the opportunity, James unzipped and unbuckled his pants and belt, lowering his pants around his thighs as he positioned himself between her legs, spreading them gently so not to make her, it would be better if she did not struggle until he was ready, when he could pin her arms and tower over her tiny, prone form and ravish her. Gently and soft touches for now, James tried to ease her legs apart until he had more then enough room, his hands reaching for her wrists. One of them he could pin down high up on her body, the other hand was still buried in her moist cunt, he could push that down by her side and when he wanted could pull it up closer to her head when he wanted.

When he reached to touch her wrists he did not hold back and be gentle like before, it was rough, a tight fisted grip that would feel uncomfortable and oppressive. It was the touch of James, yes James was capable of being gentle and soft but it was not something Amy knew of, she had only seen his rough sides, the sides that he displayed openly in great frequency. The touch would surely rouse the girl from her slumber, of course it was far too late by then if she had not already woken up, he had positioning and the advantage of restraining her, all he needed to do was bring his hips forward and push between the soft and puffy lips of Amy.
 
Her body shook as her orgasm moved through her body seeming to take with it all of her tenseness causing her body to relax... her fingers deep inside her pussy felt so warm.. her body radiating the warmth. She rolled on her side.. her eyes drifting shut where she fell into a sound sleep.

She was still deep asleep when James came in carrying the dog blow of food. She didn't even move when the sheets where pulled from her sleeping body.. When James moved her legs her body rolled onto her back, her knees falling open.. she gave a soft moan like something in her dream might have disturbed her but she still showed no sign of waking as she laid sound asleep.. Her head was turned to the side .. she looked soft and delicate .. her long red hair pooling around her as she slept, her soft petite body exposed with only her one hand partcally covering her smooth mound, the same hand that still had her fingers inside her warm pussy. She didn't even feel James as she stood over her.. his body sliding between her spread thighs.

Suddenly she was rudely yanked from her sleep as she felt something clamping around her wrists. .. shock.. her eyes popped open wide... slamming her back to reality.. she gasped in terror as she saw James standing over her.. she struggled trying to move.. but his grip around her wrist was like iron squeezing them tight pinning her to the bed.. " Oh My God! what the fuck are you doing!" she screamed at James.. "Get off of me!" She struggled under him... then she screamed again in panic as she saw him naked from the waist down his cock was already hard as he stood between her legs. " Noooo! DONT! she screamed.. but her tiny 96 lb body ( which was probably moving dangerously closer to 90 lbs from losing weight) was no match for his strength.
 
James grinned as Amy jerked awake and struggled fruitlessly beneath him. Pinning her down as she writhed and screamed. "What does it look like I am doing?" Inching his hips closer to Amy, James pressed his cock against Amy's damp pussy lips, they were slightly gaped from having had two fingers parting them for a little while which was just perfect for him, allowing him the chance to easily penetrate her since she had already masturbated and loosened herself up and provided ample lubrication. His cock quickly grew from being at half mast to fully erect and ready to poke an eye out, pressing against her pussy.

Rubbing his erect penis against her until he was ready, sliding the tip between her damp nether lips just enough so that the bulbous head of his cock was between her lips. "Good girls do not swear, so either don't swear or accept that you are dirty filthy bitch. Once you start moaning in enjoyment of this I think the answer will be clear." Pulling Amy's wrists up so they were both up near her face, now able to lean down on his hands and apply even more pressure and weight onto them. Pushing his hips forward to meet Amy's thighs, driving in inch by inch until he was blocked from going any further, her hymen.

James drove his cock deeper, pushing through and busting her cherry. He was not the sort of man that seemed phased by a girl in pain, in fact one could even say that he enjoyed it. He was not completely heartless, he was not going to fuck her full pace from the get go. It was much better for him if he showed her the pleasure of it first. Easing into her at first, his mercy however was not long lasted and after only 40 seconds he had tired of being nice and thrust with more vigor, pounding his cock deeper and harder into her formerly virgin pussy. The combination of her lubrication and blood coated his cock, mixing together. His hands clenched onto her wrists, squeezing them enough that he was going to leave finger and thumb bruise marks on her tiny, fragile wrists.
 
" Oh god no pleaseee!" she screamed her head thrashing back and forth as she felt James rub the huge head of his cock between her soft virgin lips. He was leaning down on her tiny wrists holding them tight over her head ... her body arched and stiffened as her warm thighs clinched tight around his in a fruitless effort to try to close them and stop James's assault. She could feel his cock sliding back and forth over her tight wet hole as it poised at the entrance. Her eyes where wild with fear as they looked up at him begging.. but he showed on sign of mercy as he began to press the head of his cock against the tight little entrance of her tight vagina. " ahhhh.. ahhhhh!!!" she let out a scream as he pushed the head of his cock into her tight little opening.. feeling the walls of her pussy being stretched around his hard cock.

"stopppp pleaseeee your hurting me" she cried as she felt pain and pressure as his cock bumped against her fragle hymen. she was panting breathing hard.. her eyes locked on his " YOU BASTARD STOP!" She felt him pull back a inch almost like he was going to pull out. "AAHHHHHHH" she screached her body arching up stiff as pain shot through her abdomen.. her body rocked and convulsed.. her blood dripped down between her silky white thighs as James ripped through her hymen. It seemed at that very minute the color drained from her face.. she could feel James stiff cock is it pushed even deeper hitting up against her tender cervix.

She let out a long scream as her tight pussy squeezed even tighter around his cock as if in retaliation. She felt him pulling back again then thrusting hard back into her body.. each thrust driving the breath from her lungs as he rapped her once virgin pussy.. the tears where running down her face as she screamed in pain .. James thrusting so hard her body was being rocked and jolted upwards...
 
Pulling her wrists up above her head, crossing them over so that he could like he had done once before when he had blindfolded her, change his grasp and hold both wrists down with the one hand, again, his grasp was tight, another set of bruises to go with the ones he had already left. With a hand now free, James reached down and place his fingers along Amy's neck, squeezing enough so that the fear of suffocation through him choking her was real enough. It was not enough to completely block her airways, but it was significantly hindering her ability to breathe. "I will stop when I want to, you forget that you are the slave and I am your Master. I own you, you are the one held captive and at my call, not the other way around."

Now that he had broken Amy's pussy in, he could afford to push in much deeper, forcing that 9 and a half inch cock of his inside her, he was long enough to push against her cervix. With each thrust burying himself back inside of her, he became a little more rougher, more aggressive and forceful. It was not the sort of treatment you would like to give a virgin, but then again, James was now aware that Amy enjoyed pain, his little painslut. If he made her hurt, he could tap into the power of crossing pain for pleasure and bring her to her limit with the combination of both.

James was not going to choke her constantly, after a short while his hand stopped squeezing, applying some pressure still however until he decided to trail his hand down to her breasts, roughly taking one breast into the palm of his hand, brushing his fingers over the forming bosom, like before, his fingers digging into the flesh to press against muscle, attempting to bruise her some more. He did not just want to leave her with a sore leaking pussy as a reminder that he had raped her, he wanted her to remember from a number of bruises that would continue to cry out for days to come, much as the beating he had given her ass had ensured she felt it even in the least days afterwards.

"Your screams wont be heard by anyone, do try to keep quiet or I will silence you myself." His threat to silence her was not completed with an actual plan of how he would do it, it could mean anything, a hand over her mouth, a ball gag, something keep her from screaming or it could also be taken as a threat on her life, to silence someone was also the terminology you could use to talk about murder. James was not a stranger to taking the life of another, he had been party to the murder of another which was why he had left town in the first place, so he could distance himself and avoid any link to the crime with him. Sure, he had not been the one to do the deed and to be honest had not agreed with the decision but he was more than capable of doing it. James preferred to keep things and train them over time rather than killing them. It was such a waste of talent and potential.
 
Amy's petite body was no match for James as he drove his cock deep into her vagina ripping away her virginity .. She was screaming in pain struggling under him,.. gasping for breath between each brutal assault of his cock. "NooooAAAHHHHhhhhhh" Her screech was suddenly stopped as James squeezed her delicate neck.. her eyes wild in fright.. her face turning bright red as she gasped for breath.. His face looming over hers as her eyes where begging in fear.

Her body arched up pressing hard against James as he pressed down on her.. Her body shaking and tight in pain.. her thighs trembling as the squeezed tight against him. Her already tight pussy squeezing and clasping tight around his thrusting cock as she fought back against the repeated invasion. Her pussy felt like he was ripping through it which wasn't to far from the truth .. he forced his cock into her tight hole over and over again forcing it to stretch around his cock as he hammered it against her cervix.. She couldn't scream, she couldn't yell, she couldn't even beg him to stop because of his grip around her neck.

Her thighs fell open around him weak and drained no longer able to fight him, giving him even greater room to grind against her tender pussy. .. suddenly air was rushing back into her lungs .. gasping for breath as James hand traveled down her silky breasts grabbing and squeezing. "uuuaahhhh" she moaned and arched .. her body pressing up against his hand... her pussy started convulsing around his cock. Squeezing .. and pulsing with every thrust.. her tight pussy so warm as her juices tinged with her blood coated James cock and dripped down her trembling thighs.
 
James grinned down to Amy as she gasped and moaned, his eyes told a story all on their own, pure evil, that was what they told. James was enjoying this, he did not need to smile or speak of it to tell her that, it was all in his eyes, of course he was grinning and was very interactive with Amy, his hand grasping her breast let go and pulled back just enough so he could quickly slap it and reach down to pull on her nipple with his forefinger and thumb. At no time did he slow down or miss his movements as he thrust deep into her vice like cunt.

A minute later James slowed down, it was not because he was already going to blow, no, James wanted to change things up a little. Reaching down Amy's body with that free hand that had been abusing her breasts, James shifted his weight and his crotch as he reached for her thighs, pulling Amy's ass off the ground, putting her on her shoulders and neck rather than her back. Curling Amy up beneath him, bringing her ass much more vertical when comparing it to her head when previously it had been horizontal.

Restarting his thrusting motions, this time they were uneven, brutal thrusts down followed by a much slower withdraw. He intended for his hips to be where her ass had been, meaning that he wanted to compact Amy even further, pushing her down by the sheer force and weight of his own body and actions. Because James was bent right over it was much harder for him to pull back, but it did allow him to look her in the eyes without pause. "Scream all you want you stupid bitch, nobody will hear you. Nobody will save you. You are mine. A worthless bitch that will day after day be taken."
 
She was over come with fear and pain over what was happening to her.. her tiny body was no match against James brutal rape as he drove hard and deep into her petite little body ... his weight twice the size of her as he used it to hammer down deep inside her.. his eyes had grown darker and cold as he gazed down at her as she struggled helplessly under him.. Her breasts where beet red with James hand prints all over them .. little marks that by morning would become bruises from where James fingers had brutally squeezed the tender soft flesh of her breasts.. Her sensitive nipples where bright red and hard from where he was pulling on them. The more she would struggle under him the more savage he became.. bruising the inside of her thighs he was fucking her so hard.

"NOOOooooowwwww" she screamed as he pulled her legs up .. raising her cunt up in the air as he practically folded her in half, His body pressing her down holding her so she couldn't move.. then he started pounding straight down into her ravaged and bruised pussy, slamming into her cervix so hard it was knocking the breath out of her. The sound of his body smack, smack, smacking against her bare pussy and the wet sloshing sound of her tight pussy was only drowned out by her screams of pain as each thrust drove her down into the mattress. she was sobbing helplessly under him as he took her over and over again showing her no mercy.

The muscles in her pussy was squeezing his shaft so hard .. the muscles rippling down around it with each breath she took. On top of the pain of the brutal rape the sound of his voice sent terror through her body as sure as his cock was borrowing deep into her tight cunt. His voice making her feel worthless .. like she was no more then a piece of meat for him to use and abuse when ever he wanted. Escape was impossible as he laid claim to her in that very minute...... Her pussy started dripping around his cock.. the wet sound as he pushed deeper and deeper into her cunt could be heard louder and louder as her juices surrounded his cock.

She gasped for breath as she screamed two words " YOU BASTARD" before she throw her head back moaning and screaming ... her body convulsing under him as her juices gushed from her battered and bruised pussy.
 
James continued to push down even when Amy's pussy tightened and seemed to grip to his cock, shaking his ass back and forth despite her protesting screams. He was euphoric when he realized that Amy was climaxing from her rape. He had successfully made her enjoy her first time, it was worth more than its own weight in gold in terms of breaking her mind, only a depraved slut would have gotten off on such things. Amy would have to come to terms with that sooner rather than later, especially with so many instances where proof was so hard to refute. Thrusting his hips irregularly because of the position he was in and because of the difficulty because of Amy's tight cunt.

James' balls grew heavy, bloated with his seed. It was hard to deny an orgasm when Amy's vice grip on his cock with her pussy had been effectively milking him. His balls slapping against her ass with each thrust down. James intended to hold out just a little longer, just long enough for him to once more verbally abuse his slave girl. "I'm close now, much closer now that you got off on this, you dirty slut." smirking as he called her a slut. "Shall I cum inside you, fill that filthy cunt with my seed? Oh maybe I shouldn't, I might get you pregnant." chuckling at his own joke. What was worse for Amy, getting beaten about, or getting pregnant. Both most likely. What virgin 16 year old wants a baby, not any sane girl that's for sure.

James' irregular thrusts became more uneven, fighting against his pleasure to hold on, his breath becoming harder, his current position was not exactly awesome for his lung capacity which was going to affect his staying power. He had to hold out, just that little longer to see her reaction. Not just to hear the words she would scream out but the reaction her face would make, to see every little detail and engrave it into his soul. James had already made up his mind about performing a pull and pray maneuver, he had not however decided on where he was going to pull out to. On one hand he could just pull out and plaster her face with little movement, on the other hand, he thought of spoiling her dinner as a punishment, it was a 50/50 decision he had yet to make up.
 
Amy was gasping for breath as her juices squirted from her tight cunt around James cock.. leaving quite a puddle of her own juices under her ass which was being bounced up and down off of the bed by James powerful thrusts... Her face was flushed, a slight film of sweat covered her silky body... it seemed like Amy was having a hard time making up her mind because she was screaming one second then she would make a high pitched squeal fallowed by a long moan .. the cycle was repeated over and over as her body shook and trembled underneath James. She seemed to moan louder as James called her a slut .. was that a moan of protest?

Suddenly her head snapped up .. her eyes wide " Owww you fuckkkkk" she hissed at him breathless . "pull out! Pull out!! Pull outttttttttttt!!" she howled and screamed. And even as she was screaming this, James's body wasn't the only one that was now thrusting, as Amy's hips where now rocking up to meet James's thrusts as her tight pussy tugged on his cock even more as she arched up and screamed at him.
 
James did not pull out immediately, delaying it just to prolong Amy's torment with the thought that he might not listen and impregnate her just to spite her. James had no intention of having a child with her, it would be much better when Demon became her partner too, dogs could fertilize a woman's eggs, of course they never eventuate. Pulling out from Amy's tight pussy, the combination of his cock and her wet pussy making a distinctive popping and squelching sound as he pulled out.

Letting Amy's wrists go, by now the bruises on them would have been quite evident, far more so than the ones on her breasts. Standing upright, James let go of Amy's legs, letting her fall back down onto her back as he stepped off the bed. He had been brought to that point of no return when he was inside of Amy, he had not yet released but the change in pressure and temperature was enough to spontaneously cause his orgasm as he stepped off the bed. The first burst sprayed about without direction, the second, third and fourth however had aim because his hand reached down to take control and aim his cock in a single direction.

That direction happened to be the still warm dinner in the dog bowl that he had brought down for her. The pink dog bowl with fake diamond studs spelling out the word Bitch was where he had aimed, plastering her food with his cum, as it finally tapered off, James stood above the bowl and milked the remaining cum from his cock and into the bowl.

Looking back towards Amy, "Now be a good slut and put that butt plug in that ass. Get on all fours and plug that thing up and then and only then may you be permitted to eat." He had promised to feed her, and there was a lovely dinner brought down for her, of course it did not stay lovely for long. Amy should really be thankful even still, there were far worse things he could have done, he could of painted her face, and who knows when she would get a shower next.
 
She was in control enough to realize that James might not pull out.. her eyes wide with fright as he stared up at him and when he held it there she could feel it throb inside her.. she froze in fright... It took her a minute to realized that he did in fact pull out of her as she fell back on the bed.. her body bruised and rapped, she laid there in shock for a moment.. she couldn't even close her legs from where they had fallen still open they where shaking so much .. her juices dripping from her ravaged hole. All she could do was whimper softly as she looked up at him.. at that moment she was in to much pain to even move.

Then she just moaned and said almost as if a robotic state, " I don't want to eat." which was true at that moment she was in to much pain and shock to even move much less eat. "please, just leave me alone right now," she said as she closed her eyes tears rolling down her cheeks.
 
James stepped back towards Amy, quickly closing the gap, making a slight detour, James retrieved the butt plug before making his way to Amy. "You will finish your food before I return or I will make sure you think today was an act of kindness, now roll over onto those hands and knees, bitch." one of his hands curling into a fist as he spoke to her. "You can either do as I say and have your way and be left alone or you can continue to do as you please and suffer. The first thing I will do will be to shove this butt plug into your mouth and then after that well you don't want to know because it will not be pretty."

There was only one task that had to be resolved before he left, the issue of the butt plug. Last time he had left without ensuring it was put back in, this time he would not repeat that issue again. It was meant to be a punishment and also to train her ass. It would not be able to do its job if it was constantly on the floor and not buried inside of her rectum.
 
Amy's eyes opened in fright when James came towards her as she stared up at the big man. When he suddenly moved towards her making a fist she cringed away turning her head and putting a hand up in front of her face thinking that he was going to punch her. She was taking his threat very seriously.

She didn't even hesitate, she immediately did what he told her, rolling over on her stomach and bringing herself up on her hands and knees. From James view her pussy must have looked red and opened .. she could still feel her juices dripping down between her legs. She was a little shocked and frightened when she rolled over and saw the bed stained with her blood, she hadn't realized that was her blood from when James had broken her hymen. She was made a loud gasping sound as James pushed the butt plug into her tight ass with out even using anything to lube it before he pushed it in.
 
James smiled as he stepped outside of Amy's field of vision, he did not really need much lubrication to push the anal plug but inside this time, Amy had already successfully done that by climaxing like a wild woman, her juices had generously flowed over her asshole. Pushing the plug back inside her ass, James stepped beside her once he had finished, take a hand to her head, grasping a hold of her hair, tightly gripping it behind her head. Amy was not hungry? Bullshit, she was starving, she just did not feel like it because of what she had just had happen to her.

Pulling on her hair, James dragged Amy forward, dragging her to the end of the bed until he got to the pink dog bowl of food and jizz. "Eat up and enjoy it." Releasing her hair now that he had led her to her food. It would be silly of Amy to move away because firstly James was still present and secondly was that she was starving quite literally and needed to eat, there was also the third reason of it likely hurt to move so Amy would not be wanting to do too much of that.

Looking down to the floor, James noticed the ipod. "I guess the ipod has run out of batteries, I will charge it for you. Now eat up, and don't leave even a single scrap. When I return with the ipod you will have it recharged, if you haven't done as you've been told not just with your food but anything else I have spoken to you about I will return the ipod but will have it shoved up that pussy of yours."

With that, James moved to the ipod and took it from the ground and headed towards the exit. "If you want any extra music on it speak up now." Giving her a ten second time limit to start talking, if she had not said anything respectable by then he'd leave, if she learned to have some manners and politely asked he would listen for as long as she spoke, either way he was leaving to enjoy the rest of his day.
 
Amy winced and moaned uncomfortably as James slide the butt plug into place. Amy hadn't worn it for several days now and her ass wasn't accustomed to wearing it. She was still on her hands and knees looking down, tears falling on the bed, when James grabbed her by the hair and pulled her to the edge of the bed, "oouuuu" she whimpered, but she didn't put up much of a struggle, if any at all.

Amy looked at the bowl of food James had shoved into her hands, yes she was starved, but she would rather die of hunger then to eat that food that was now covered in James's cum. Just the sight of the food repulsed her as the white sticky ooze covered it. Her lips trembled, to afraid to say anything as James stood over her. How could that evil bastard expect her to eat this?

When he asked her about the ipod she was still looking down at the food in the bowl as she nodded, " thank you," she whispered, then she gave him the name of a few songs, not that at that moment she really cared about music or the ipod all she could think about was that food in her hands.

Once James had turned to leave she sat there for a few moments just looking at the bowl.. There was noway she could eat this... but where could she hid it? Not like there was a ton of things down here she could hid something in, under or behind. There was always under the bed.. but seeing as there was no frame that would mean the mattress would be right down in the food which would begin to stink not to mention attract bugs. And even then James might move the bed and find it, and who knows maybe he would even take the bed away.. no if he found it he would take the bed away and more then likely punish her on top of it, he was just that evil.

She sighed and looked around for something she could do with the food. Finally she realized she didn't have to much of a choice eat the food or suffer, although she would probably suffer even if she did eat the food. Finally she took one of the corners of the sheet and used it to wipe off the cum as much as she could without getting any of the food itself on the sheet.. the white cum would dry pretty much invisible and once dry she could flake it off. Using her fingers, as James didn't even give her any utensils, he probably thought she would so something stupid like hurt herself, or him. She did eat the rest of the food, it probably would have been quite good if she hadn't been so repulsed.
 
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