Taking What's Mine Page 2

  With shaking hands, she grabs the hem of her dress and slowly brings it up, showing more traces of smudged dirt on her thighs. “Higher,” I say, needing to see her pussy. When her cotton panties come into view, I fall to my knees in front of her to get a better look.

  “Please don’t do this,” she begs, and it only makes me harder.

  My cum is all over her. Branding her as mine. It’s leaking down her thighs, and there is a wet spot on her panties from it. I know all of that can’t be me. It’s hers too. I can’t stop myself from leaning in and burying my face in it. I take deep breaths, smelling my Rose and me together.

  “God, we smell perfect together. Just like I knew we would. I love you so much, my Rose,” I say before burying my face against her again. Reaching up, I grab her panties, and slide them down her legs. “Step out, baby,” I say, and she does as I ask, this time without putting up a fight. She’s learning.

  “Please,” she says in a shaky voice, but I ignore her.

  I get up and go to the door. Next to it there’s a nail sticking out and I hang the underwear there. I’ll keep them, and it’ll be a reminder of this night. I hope the smell never fades from them, but I could always make her put them back on and do it all over again. When I turn back to her I see her eyeing the door. I have no intentions of locking it. She can run if she likes; she’ll learn fast there is no escaping me.

  But if she does want to run for it, I want to clean her up first, so I wreck her all over again.

  “Time to clean you up,” I inform her before grabbing her by the wrist, dragging her into the small bathroom.

  She starts to pull away from me, when she sees where we are headed. “Stop, please don’t do this. Please just let me go. I swear I won’t tell anyone.”

  I smile at her and lean in close. “You’ll do as I say, or this will get painful.” Locking eyes with her, I can see she is terrified of the idea of pain. After another moment of hesitation, I reach out and touch her face. “I don’t want to hurt you, my Rose. Just do as I say and this will go so easy.”

  She drops her head in defeat, and gives a small nod.

  “Good girl,” I say and pull her towards the bathroom again.

  I turn on the shower, and step back to let the water get warm. I pull her sundress over her head, leaving her completely naked for me. Quickly I remove my own clothes and pull her into the shower with me.

  “You just stand there, love, I’ll take care of you. I’ll always give you what you need.” Kissing her on the nose, I grab the soap and start to lather her up, massaging her as I go. I cover every part of her, and nothing goes untouched. Next I do her hair. Working the shampoo in and rinsing it out for her. I feel the water start to get cold and, not wanting her to get chilled, I maneuver so the water is only hitting me. I wash myself off quickly before pulling her out and wrapping a towel around her, then drying myself.

  She is utterly silent. I know she’s mixed with fear and embarrassment because she came so easily for me. Her mind says one thing, but her body says another. I wasn’t lying when I told her I’d always give her what she needed, and what she needs is me. Because no matter what she says, she liked being fucked in the ditch like a little whore. My little whore.

  “Sit on the bed,” I tell her in a voice that isn’t to be disobeyed. Grabbing a brush, I make my way over to her, brushing out her silky black hair until all the tangles are gone. She closes her eyes, leans her head back, and enjoys the brush strokes, just like she did when I bathed her.

  After a few moments, when she’s fully relaxed, I take her by surprise and rip the towel from her body. I toss it on the floor behind me, the action causing her to squeal.

  “I was going to lay out a list of rules for you, but I know you’ll fight me on them, so I’m just going to show you why there is no fighting me. Hands and knees in the center of the bed,” I say and point to the mattress.

  “Please, don’t do this.” Her voice comes out panicked, but her nipples harden. “I don’t know what I did, but please, I’m sorry. Don’t.”

  I drag my eyes down to her bare pussy, and a smile pulls at my mouth.

  “Are you talking to me, Rose? Because your pussy is clearly begging for my attention.”

  “It’s from the shower,” she says, not making eye contact, but her tone isn’t very convincing. The dew on her lips defying her words.

  “Rose, my love. Don’t make me tell you again,” I say with an edge in my voice.

  She watches me for two beats, eyeing my hard cock before reluctantly getting on the bed.

  “Just please don’t hurt me,” she whines, and starts to move into place.

  “I want your tits pressed to the mattress. That ass high in the air, offering all of your holes to me,” I say, getting on the bed behind her.

  Using my knees, I spread her legs wider for me. Grabbing her ass cheeks with both hands, I spread them, imagining taking her back entrance. I would eat her ass until she begged me to fuck her there. We’ll get to that, but for now, I’m going to fuck her pussy, and I’m going to make her beg me for it.

  Leaning over her, I pull her hair to the side, so I can see her face that is half pressed into the mattress. I bring my fingers to her lips. “Suck it.” Her eyes pop open at my command but she sucks the two fingers into her mouth, making my cock jerk against her ass. Fuck I can’t wait to have her mouth on me.

  Once they’re nice and wet, I pull them from her lush lips and bring them to her clit. I start slow lazy circles and she closes her eyes again tight. I can see her fighting her body, but I just keep stroking her. With my other hand I line my cock up to her pussy, only putting it in an inch, but make no move to thrust into her.

  “Please wear a condom,” she whispers, scared to make a demand.

  “What happened to your pills?” I ask, already knowing the answer to the question. “Oh yes, Rose. I know everything there is to know about you.” I took them from her bathroom when I took her diary. “Did they go missing? Hmm, strange how that happened, isn’t it?”

  She turns her head a little and her eyes lock on mine, my words clicking into place.

  “Oh god,” she cries out, knowing that I’m the one who took them. She closes her eyes and then opens them again, giving me a pleading look.

  “I could get pregnant.”

  “Are you trying to make me cum?” I say, making her eyes go wide, but before she can say anything I press my fingers harder into her clit. Giving her more of the pressure she needs, her body giving a soft jerk.

  I can feel her cunt getting wetter for me and the need to thrust all the way in is beating down on me like a tidal wave.

  “Please,” she begs, but doesn’t jerk away from me.

  Her pussy contracts, begging to be filled. Her breathing picks up, and I know she’s about to cum. I pull my finger back, not giving her what she needs, making her release a strangled cry.

  “Please,” she begs again, but it’s not enough for me. She’s going to have to take it.

  “My Rose, this cock is yours to take. All you have to do is press back, and fuck yourself with it.”

  “No.” She grits out the little growl, and it makes me smile.

  She may say she doesn’t want it, but her body pushes back a little, making me sink another inch into her. Watching my cock disappear inside her is almost more than I can take. I have to fight myself from cumming.

  I keep strumming her clit, making her so needy she has no choice but to try and find relief. Her body is betraying her words, and her hips start to shake a little and my cock sinks deeper.

  “That’s it, Rose. Go ahead and take my cock like a little slut. Coat my dick in your sweet pussy juice.” Her cunt clinches around me at my words again. It takes everything I have not to thrust back, to make her lush ass slap against me.

  “Please,” she whines and closes her eyes so tight. “You’ll get me pregnant like this,” she says, but my fingers don’t let up.

  “Just feel how thick I am, Rose. Feel how my big dick stretches you as I rape this pussy, and yet you still cream yourself for it. Jesus, I knew you’d want it, but look at you trying to fuck me.”

  “Oh god,” she moans out, sinking further down, until her ass is fully pressed against me. “Stop, please.”

  “Love, you’re the one fucking me, milking my cock, begging for me to release inside you. I haven’t moved. You’re the one needing to get off so bad your slutty pussy is dripping for me.”

  She starts to pull off at my words, but I lock an arm around her, holding her still. She’s completely seated on my cock, and I use my other hand to grab her by her still-wet hair, and make her sit on my lap. She lets out a cry, but doesn’t fight me. Her back to my chest, my cock buried deep in her. I wish I could see how we looked from this angle, but I’ll just have to wait and replay it on one of the cameras I have recording right now.

  Pulling her hair, I bring her neck to my mouth, licking my way up to her ear. “I’m going to release your hip, and you’d better not move. Nod if you understand me.”

  She gives a slight nod, and I release her hip, but keep a firm hold on her hair. I run the fingers of my free hand over one nipple, then the other, giving it a soft pull.

  “Ask me to make you cum,” I whisper in her ear.

  “No,” she says, but we both know she doesn’t mean it.

  “Ask for it.”

  When she doesn’t respond, I bite down hard on her neck, with every intention of leaving a mark. Every time she sees it, it’ll remind her what happens when she doesn’t do as I tell her.

  I release my teeth from around her neck and say it one last time. “Ask for it.”

  I feel her defeat, even at the little amount of pain, and she takes a deep breath, deciding her fate.

  “Make me cum,” she finally says.

  “Such a good little whore. You want to cum all over my cock? To please me?”

  She’s silent for a beat, so I pinch her nipple hard. “Yes!” she cries out. Her words shutter out and once again her pussy clinches; she even does a slight rock, her body wanting me to move.

  “Tell me you love me.”

  “I can’t,” she begs.

  “Oh you can, and you will,” I say and move to her other nipple, pinching it harder than the last. She cries out from the pleasure/pain, and takes a breath.

  “I – I love you.” It’s so soft I can barely hear it, but I don’t care because we both know she said it.

  Sliding my hand down her belly, I go straight for her clit.

  “I’m going to stroke you until you cum. This pussy is going to latch on to my cock, and when it does she’ll milk every drop from my balls, filling your unprotected womb. So if you don’t want that to happen you’d better not cum. But if you do cum, I’ll know you wanted it, your greedy pussy sucking me, taking it all.”

  At my words her pussy starts to pulse, and she does just that. She cums from just my dirty words, and her pussy latches on to me, my own climax triggering. It’s so intense it’s almost painful, her pulling every drop from me.

  I release her hair, and her body falls forward onto the mattress, my dick slipping free from her. I can only stare as I watch my cum leak from her pink pussy.

  CHAPTER FOUR

  ROSE

  “I’m not through with you yet,” he says behind me, and I tense. He can’t be serious. I just gave him what he wanted, but he won’t stop.

  I roll over and push myself up to the top of the small bed, trying to get as much distance between us as possible.

  “Please don’t, Colton.” I use his name to try and plead to his sane side. If there is one. “Please just let me go. You got what you wanted, and I gave it to you without a fight. Please just let me leave now.”

  He gives me that evil grin again and reaches out, snatching my ankle. I’ve finally had enough and I try and kick out at him. I’ve got to try and fight. As terrified as I am of pain, I have to try and break free. I can’t keep allowing him to just take me and not do anything to stop it.

  When his big hand grabs my foot, I try and kick with the free one. I make contact with his shoulder, but he laughs at my attempts and grabs that one too.

  “Looks like I get to use the restraints after all,” he says, and pulls my body down the bed.

  I’m twisting and turning and trying to break free, but all I’m doing is wearing myself out. I start to scream, thinking that maybe someone is close to this cabin. I didn’t see anyone on the way in, but maybe there’s a hunter close by.

  “Help! Someone help me!” I shout.

  I feel him secure my ankles at the end of the bed, and then he crawls up my body to do the same to my wrists. The he grabs my jaw and makes me look at him.

  “If you don’t stop that screaming, I’m going to stuff something in there to keep you quiet.”

  I stop screaming and close my lips tightly, not wanting to give him any ideas.

  “Oh, Rose. Maybe that’s what you want. Is it?” he asks, and leans down to lick the side of my face.

  A chill runs down my body and I close my eyes. It’s like he’s reading every scary thought in my mind and making them happen.

  I feel him climb up my body and straddle my chest. I open my eyes and see him lean down and spit between my tits. Oh god.

  “Please. I’m sorry, I’ll stop. I won’t scream anymore, you don’t have to do this.”

  “But you want me to. Don’t you?” he says, and squeezes my tits around his fat cock. He pushes them together roughly and starts to fuck them. My body’s still shaking my previous orgasm and feeling his weight on top of me while he thrusts between my breasts is humiliating. He’s taking his pleasure out on top of my body and I can’t do anything, with my arms and legs tied, to stop him.

  “Please,” I beg, but I know it’s useless. I strain against the ropes but I’m powerless against him.

  “I told you to be quiet. Now open up that cunty mouth of yours and let me show you what it’s good for.”

  “I’ll bite it off,” I say with more power than I feel.

  He gives me a hard look, and shakes his head no. “No you won’t, my love. You’ll open up and take my cock in your mouth and you’ll be a good girl. Because if you don’t there’ll be consequences.”

  I tighten my lips and shake my head back and forth, not giving him a chance.

  He lets go of my tits and reaches behind him to my exposed pussy. Suddenly I feel a slap across my clit and I yell out in pleasure/pain. “Fuck!” I scream, and try and breathe through it.

  He turns back around and give me a hard look. “Open up your fucking mouth and suck my cock. Suck it like you love me, Rose. Give me the best blow job of your life, or I’ll smack that slutty pussy all fucking night.”

  His dark words shouldn’t make my pussy clench but they do. Shame is a powerful thing that hangs in front of me, and I just can’t seem to shake it.

  “Do it, Rose,” he says, and leans forward, pressing the head of his cock roughly to my mouth. I close my eyes tightly and open up.

  “Oh that’s it, my love. Take me deep; all the way to the back. Now suck the head. Jesus Christ, that’s so good.”

  I feel his cock go all the way back, and I do as instructed. I suck and lick and try to get him off this way, knowing that if he cums like this then I won’t orgasm too.

  He starts to shake, and I know he’s close. His body is on edge and I suck harder as he thrusts against my mouth. Suddenly I feel him pull out and slide down my body a little, so he’s sitting just below my breasts. He grabs his cock with his right hand and starts to jerk off, while he puts his left behind him and plays with my clit.

  “No!” I shout, not wanting to cum like this. I can’t move my arms or legs, so I’m just wide open to what he wants.

  “Oh, yes, Rose. I want you to cum while you watch me jerk off to you,” he says, and pinches my clit.

  I try to bow off the bed, and I let out a helpless cry.

  “Just let go, my love. Your body is so primed and ready to go again. Cum for me.”

  He pinches my clit again and I do. The way he’s using me, the way he’s manipulating my body against me, has me cumming at his command.

  As I reach my peak I open my eyes in time to see his cum splash across my breasts and down his cock. Big thick spurts shoot out and my orgasm goes on and on at the sight. I shouldn’t be turned on by this, but I am. This is so dirty and wrong, but I can’t seem to stop my body’s reaction to him. What is wrong with me?

  As he gets off the bed, and looks down at my body, he continues to rub his hard cock. Jesus, does that thing ever go soft?

  I turn my head in the other direction because I don’t want to look at him. I don’t want to see what he does because it turns me on. I’m embarrassed by how I’ve reacted to this and I want to crawl in a hole and disappear.

  I feel the bed dip and I close my eyes tighter.

  “Please, no more. I can’t. Not again.”

  “My sweet Rose,” he says, and pets my legs. “You’re going to take so much more from me. We’re just getting started. I’m going to make love to you in every way imaginable. Then I’m going to really fuck you dirty.”

  “Oh god.” The words tremble from my mouth. I can’t wrap my head around what he has planned.

  I feel him crawl between my legs and he kisses the inside of my thighs.

  “No! Please no! Anything but that!” I cry out, but he doesn’t stop. He keeps kissing up my thighs and I know where his mouth is headed.

  “Why, my love? Why don’t you want my mouth here?” he says, and he’s centimeters from my pussy now.

  “It’s too much. Please don’t. It’s too intimate. I’ll do anything else. I’ll suck your cock, or you can fuck me, just please don’t do that.”

  “Listen to you. You’re becoming such a fucking whore, just offering up everything to me. I knew you would love it. It didn’t take as long as I thought.”

  I feel more shame flow through me at his words and my pussy clenches in response.

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