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The Ghost of the Forest - Gracedragon13 & BigDog

As the man mentioned tavern whores, Ellie felt her head roll to the side, averting her eyes to anywhere other than the man who would soon take her... She felt his hand directing his shaft towards her, the head of his shaft penetrating her tight womanhood slightly, causing her to whimper slightly as she awaited the indefinite pain of him taking her! She could feel him rocking his hips, pushing his length further and further into her something, presumably her maidenhood blocked his path...

"Y-Yes..." she whimpered softly, squeezing her eyes shut as she waited, desperate for him to get it over with! She had no idea what to expect from it, but she realised that with this man it probably wouldn't be a pleasant feeling! "Please... Just get.it over with..." she said, her voice weak as she braced herself...
 
Symond nodded at her response, yet he continued to gently rock back and forth, easing just the head of his cock in and out, pushing just deep enough so that he could feel her hymen stretch tight against the tip of his shaft. She wanted this over with that was what she said; yet he was enjoying her misery taking some twisted pleasure in prolonging her torment. The soft whimpers she uttered were like music to his ears, the tears escaping her tightly clenched eyes aroused him almost as much as the feel of her tight embrace.

He reached up and twisted her head forcing her to face him, he wanted to see her, he wanted to see her reaction to the pain and shame that came with the act he was about to commit. Slowly he withdrew, holding the very tip of his shaft at the threshold of her virgin channel. His hand moved from the base of his shaft and gripped her hip, holding her tightly as he suddenly surged forwards, Ripping through her maidenhead with a single savage thrust.
 
Ellie felt his length sliding in an out a little bit more, before she felt him moving her head... She opened her eyes and looked at him as his length slid out of her, then she cried out as he shoved himself deep into her, tearing her hymen as she did so... Then as she realised that he had just taken her virginity from her... Realisation swarmed her and she felt a single test roll down her cheek...

"I-I... I hate you!" she choked out, her words true, purely because of what he was doing to her, and he was using those leaves as control over her! Her sisters life was what he was twisting and using against her!

She knew that no matter what she did now, she would never make a good wife... This man had taken what should have belonged to her husband and she had done nothing to stop him!
 
Symond roared out with pure pleasure as he felt her hymen tear, the sound of his voice almost drowning out her cry of despair. He held himself still, feeling the velvet walls of her untouched depths clench around his shaft, the muscles in her walls flexing as if trying to expel him. He laughed at her outburst, what did he care if she hated him, It wasn’t as if he was trying to court her.

He glanced down as he pulled back, he could see her virgin blood staining his shaft and the sight of it brought a smile to his lips, he had taken from her something she could never get back. With his smile firmly set he began to thrust back and forth, pushing deeper with each stroke as he worked his entire length inside her tight embrace. He started off slowly, relishing the vice like grip crushing his shaft, but as the walls of her channel stretched to accept him he increased his pace, slamming into her recently deflowered sex.

Leaning down over her he mashed his lips against hers in a twisted imitation of a kiss before lowering his head even further as he trailed his tongue across her chest, seeking out her breasts.
 
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