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Wrong Place, Wrong Time (Orgasmo vs. Lilytania)

Ariadne wailed as he continued to violate her. She squirmed and shook her head, feeling his face up against her most private region. She could feel his breath, could feel him inhale her scent. She whimpered and shook her head as she tried to pull her wrists from the duct tape. She bit her lip and waited when he finally pulled his face back.

When he pushed his fingers into her little pussy, she yelped as he encountered her hymen. She bit her lip and whimpered quietly as he turned her around and pulled her to her feet. She looked at him in panic when he said he'd have even more fun now. She shook her head, and when he began to nuzzle her again and massage her thighs, she screamed at the top of her lungs, forgetting herself. She squirmed and tried to scramble away from him. "Lemme go!" she cried. Tears streaked down her soft cheeks as she panicked.
 
Her piercing scream had caught Declan by surprise. The next thing he knew, she had squirmed out of his grasp and was scrambling away from him. “What the fuck? Son of a bitch!” Declan cursed aloud angrily. ‘Where the hell did she think she was going?’ Declan wondered to himself. There were no windows and one needed the security code in order to open any of the doors. A naked Declan lunged from his kneeling position and was able to grab Adriane by one of her ankles, bringing her down before she could get any further. “Where the fuck do you think you’re going?!” a pissed off Declan demanded.

He then picked her up and forcefully slammed her back up against one of the brick walls of his loft. Next, he pinned her nude body to the wall by grabbing her by the throat and holding her neck and head up against the rough hard masonry. As the tears streamed down her face, Declan leaned in and stared fiercely into her beautiful, terrified, bright green eyes. “Don’t You…” he began softly. As he spoke, his free hand found its way to the triangle between her legs and began rubbing and massaging her wet virgin pussy.

With his other hand still firmly around her neck and holding her up against the wall, Declan leaned in closer and continued, “… Ever…” Using the tip of his tongue and starting at the bottom of her cheek, he proceeded in one slow tender stroke to lick up her tears all the way up to her eye. “…Try That Shit…” Declan then did the same to the other side of her face. Her salty tears tasting as delicious as her pussy juices. “…Again.”

At that last word, and without warning, Declan pulled his hand away from her steamy crotch then reared back and with a clenched iron fist, viciously punched Ariadne hard in her stomach - as viciously hard a punch as he would have given in anger to any male. He then grabbed Ariadne by her hair and proceeded to pull her along, caveman-style across the living area and toward the stairs leading up to the upper level of his loft.
 
Ariadne screamed when she fell to the ground. She felt his hand on her ankle, and she tried to kick him away. She felt him pick her up and slam her up against the wall. Shcalicoes as he held onto her throat and held her up. She gritted her teeth and struggled to breathe. It was rather difficult to cry with him holding her by her neck. She continued to try and pull her hands from the duct tape. . She whimpered as he told her not to try something again, and licked up her cheek. She tried to push him away with her feet. She could barely breathe. She could feel him touch up her little crotch. She crossed her legs tightly.

When he grabbed her by the hair, she screamed and stumbled along as quickly as she could to cause her the least amount of pain. She whimpered and tried to figure out where she could grab to stop the ascent to his private loft.
 
With the redhead in tow, Declan lead her upstairs roughly by the hair to what made up his sleeping quarters and flung Ariadne forcibly and haphazardly onto his large king-sized bed. He then went over to the nightstand by his bed, opened the top drawer and pulled out a black combat knife with a sixteen-inch serrated blade lying next to a Glock 10mm pistol. Declan then climbed into bed, grabbed Ariadne by an ankle and pulled her toward him. Holding the blade of the knife against the throat of his naked virgin captive and spoke, “Don’t even think about trying anything stupid, Sweetheart or I’m going to have to bust you up,” he warned her sternly.

Next, he reached behind her with the knife and cut through the heavy duty duct tape, freeing her hands and wrists. Placing a hand on her stomach, Declan reached over, put the knife back in the drawer of the nightstand and closed it. He then turned his attention back to the now unfettered Ariadne and without another word forced himself upon her nubile frame, placing his mouth on one of her pert breasts and began massaging her other breast with his hand. Declan’s throbbing erection pressed conspicuously up against her lower torso, eager to get inside and fill her virgin pussy.
 
Ariadne grunted when she was tossed onto the bed. She landed roughly on her shoulder and looked up at her captor. She whimpered and wriggled, trying to move away. The girl watched him cautiously, and she gritted her teeth and whimpered again when she saw the gun and the knife. She supposed there was no sneaking up on him at night. She tensed when she saw him grab the serrated knife. She looked up at him in fear and cried fearfully as he held the knife to her throat. She was frozen in place.

Ariadne looked at him when he cut the duct tape. She hadn't thought he would let her move around. She laid still and waited while he adjusted, her body shuddering with sobs. When he began his assault on her breasts, she screamed and panicked. She squirmed beneath him, trembling and crying. "Please! I'll do anything!" she cried.
 
The only reason Declan cut her free was to make it easier for him to sexually abuse her and do the things he planned on doing to her. “You’re damn right you’ll do anything. You are going to do anything and everything I fucking say,” he told her point blank before going back to working on her tits. After sucking and massaging her breasts for a while, Declan’s mouth migrated slowly down the Ariadne’s flat stomach past her belly button and further still to her pelvic area.

He forced her legs apart roughly and repositioned himself between her thighs with his face hovering just above her moist warm pussy. Holding her thighs apart, Declan then pressed his mouth to her soft pink mound of flesh and began kissing, licking and sucking up and down the puffy outer lips of her virgin pussy. He ran the tip of his tongue over and around her clit, teasing her sensitive nub as he sucked on it as he had done earlier.

Everything Declan was doing right now was to satisfy his own carnal pleasures. He could care less what she was feeling right now. As far as he was concerned, Ariadne was going to be his little fuck toy for him to use and abuse for the rest of the night. With his face now nestled securely between her creamy thighs, Declan hooked one arm under her hip and thigh and reached up with the other to fondle her breasts. The more time he spent with his face buried in her pussy, licking and sucking her clit, the harder his thick erection became.
 
Ariadne cried and sobbed as he told her she'd do everything he said. She trembled and whimpered, squirming beneath him as he sucked on her young nipples. She shook her head. The girl didn't dare try and push him away. She was too afraid.

When he began to move his mouth down, she gave panicked cries and sealed her eyes shut. She wailed when his mouth found her mound and began to envelope it. She squirmed and twisted beneath him, though not enough to throw him off. Her heart beat wildly in her chest. She gasped and whimpered as his tongue found her clit. She didn't like the abuse. She screamed and sobbed in terror. She didn't care about the pleasure emerging from her crotch, she was too terrified. "Please!" she cried. "I'll do anything!"
 
Her crying, squirming pleas only served to excite him even more. Declan could have continued mauling the redhead’s pussy with his lips, mouth and tongue indefinitely, but by now his ginormous erection was chomping at the bit for some action. After giving her pussy one last wet slurp, Declan sat up on his haunches between Ariadne’s legs, grabbed her hips and pulled her petite frame harshly towards him. He then leaned over her and placed his large rough hand on her neck. Meanwhile, with his other hand, he reached down and pressed the length of his rock hard shaft against her pubic mound, sliding it over her puffy outer lips as well as across the moistened petals of her inner labia.

He also rubbed the head of his engorged member against her sensitive clit as he readied himself to enter her. Wearing an intense angry-looking scowl together with a lurid evil smile, Declan positioned his throbbing, eager cock at the entrance of her womanhood. As he began forcing his thick rod into her, the professional killer looked down into the Ariadne’s eyes to watch her expression. Declan pressed his turgid shaft into her virgin pussy, breaking her barrier and stretching the walls of her vagina as he forced himself deep inside her, groaning with pleasure the whole time.

“Yeah, that’s it. Take it, you virgin slut!” he grunted. When he had pushed his girthy manstick in as much as her anatomy could accommodate, Declan forced himself even deeper and then paused, holding it there without moving just to enjoy the expression on her face as he deflowered her as well as to savor the feeling of being deep within her virgin core. Then slowly, Declan began to work his beefy rod in and out of her extremely tight, but well-lubricated pussy.
 
Ariadne yelped when he jerked her hips toward him. She screamed and sobbed. She was terrified, and she didn't want this to happen. She coughed when she felt his hand on her neck, and she whimpered and continued to cry. Her face glistened with tears by now, and the terrified girl twisted and squirmed.

When he positioned himself, Ariadne screamed bloody murder. She thrashed and kicked, then froze and wailed as he began to force himself inside of her pussy. She sealed her eyes shut and gritted her teeth, and when he came upon her hymen, he didn't hesitate to push through. She cried out in pain and sobbed harder, her chest shuddering continuously. She audibly cried, looking up at him after a moment. It hurt so much, especially someone so large. She wailed and clenched her fists when he began to thrust.
 
Her sobbing and screams of terror and pain awakened the sadistic monster inside him. Imposing his will on her kicking and squirming body gave him an incredible feeling of power. Declan continued with his deliberate long strokes, enjoying the tightness of Ariadne’s virgin pussy, feeding off of her misery and torment. Her young vagina was so tight, so wet, so fucking amazing. And her incessant crying even added a nice backdrop.

“Still crying, huh?” Declan taunted as he continued to fuck her deep and hard. “I’ll give you something cry about you little fuck-pig!” He then slapped her hard across her pretty, tear soaked face. Driven by pure animalistic lust, Declan settled into a steady rhythm of forceful thrusts. He leaned down placing his mouth on her neck and began squeezing one of her breasts as he continued to fuck her with increasing fury.
 
Ariadne screeched in agony as he continued to fuck her without respite. She tried to push against him to get him to leave her alone. She twisted her body desperately and wailed. Why did this have to happen to her? She was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. She wailed and kicked. His strokes were deep and painful, and she had to grit her teeth to try and hold back the sobs that made her body shudder.

Ariadne yelped when his hand landed against her face and made it sting. She sobbed and looked up in fear. She cried and whimpered, and when his lips went to her neck, she wailed and again tried to push him away. It tickled, and she wanted him to stop touching her young body. She felt him rub at her breasts, and she shook her head desperately.
 
Declan slowed down his rhythm to a more slower, gentler pace when Ariadne began shrieking in pain. “There, there, baby… It’s ok, it’s ok… shush shush shush Don’t cry now…” he cooed softly into her ear as he tenderly stroked her brow and the hair on the top and side of her head just as a loving mother or father would do to comfort a child that had fallen and scraped their knee. With his thick cock still gliding gently in and out of her virgin pussy, Declan pressed his lips lightly to the side of Ariadne’s head and proceeded to kiss along her cheek until he reached her soft lips, whereupon he gradually became more aggressive.

With his mouth pressed tightly against hers, he forced his tongue into her mouth and kissed her hard and long against her will. If she even attempted to bite his tongue or lip, he was fully prepared to beat the living shit out of her in addition to his continued raping of her. Soon, his pelvic thrusts became more and more forceful. Declan slid his fingers up through her hair and gripped a fistful of her red strands firmly at the top of her scalp as his hips began slamming into hers more angrily. His breathing became more harsh and grunt-like as he continued to press his mouth firmly against hers, kissing her hard using his tongue.
 
Ariadne whimpered and cried as he stroked her face and hair and quieted her. She hiccuped and sobbed, her chest heaving. She shook her head and tried to push him away by his shoulders. She sniffed and sobbed as he kissed down her cheek, then met her lips. She whimpered and looked up at him as he forced his kiss on her.

Ariadne squirmed and whined with protests as he forced his tongue into her mouth. She shook her head, knowing full and well if she bit him, she'd suffer the consequences. She sobbed louder when he thrust harder. She screamed behind his kiss and twisted beneath his weight. Tears ran down her cheeks. She pushed against him again as his hips slapped against her. Her body ached, and she was terrified for her own life.
 
God, her virgin pussy felt so good around his hard cock. He could feel himself getting closer and closer to coming. Declan broke from the hard kiss and sat up. He then proceeded to flip Ariadne over onto her belly. Next, he grabbed her by the waist and lifted her hips up so that she was on her knees and elbows with her ass up in the air. Kneeling beside her, Declan ran his hands over her butt cheeks as well as up and down along her creamy inner thighs, sliding his fingers over her oozing slit.

As he continued to massage her inner thighs, Declan leaned in and began licking her pussy from behind. After some time, he repositioned himself and guided the swollen head of his manhood to the moist opening of her vagina from behind. Gripping onto her hips, Declan slowly entered Ariadne’s wet vagina again and groaned with pleasure as his hungry cock eagerly pushed into her - well, as much of it as was able to fit, anyway. As he began to fuck her doggie-style, Declan’s eyes gazed upon his captive’s little round ass and settled into a nice rhythm.
 
Ariadne whimpered as the kiss was broken and she was flipped over onto her stomach. She wailed and felt him pull her hips up so she had to support her weight on her elbows. The girl trembled and her whole body shook with sobs. She needed some way to negotiate her life. She didn't wish to die. He seemed to be enjoying herself. She wondered if she could convince him to keep her as his slave. It wasn't a life she wanted, but she hoped at some point she could escape.

Ariadne yelped when she felt his warm, wet tongue slide along her aching slit. She shut her eyes and whimpered quietly, trying to calm her sobs down. She swallowed and when he pushed into her again, she cried out in pain and squirmed. "No, please!" she begged. She whimpered in time with his rough thrusts. "Please!" Her body wanted free. She squirmed and tried to pull herself away from him by grabbing onto the headboard of the bed.
 
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