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  Not wanting to find out what that is, I close my eyes, and he presses his lips to mine. I should hate the feel of him on me after that, but I don’t. His full lips are gentle, almost tender, as he kisses me. After a few seconds he pulls away and looks at me kindly.

  Then, as if a switch is flipped, he pulls out and stands up. He tucks his still-hard cock back in his pants, and goes to fix his uniform. His knees and hands have a little dirt on them, but other than that he looks like nothing happened.

  He reaches down to help me up, and once I’m on my feet he pulls me close.

  “Now the fun begins,” he says, and terror once again grips me.

  Chapter 3

  Colton

  I slam the door closed behind me, the sound echoing in the room. Rose jumps at the noise, then glances around, taking in the simple cabin. A small kitchen lines one wall where I’ve stocked up on all her favorite foods. I look forward to cooking some of it for her, then having her sitting on my lap while we feed each other. Maybe my cock will be buried deep inside her while we eat.

  The rest of the room is pretty bare; just a desk, a table with a couple of chairs, and of course a bed. I made sure the bed was small, but had posts so I could strap her to it. She’ll have to sleep on top of me, or we’ll have to be right against each other. Her curvy ass will nuzzle my cock. I can bury him in between her ass cheeks. I can roll on top of her all through the night, rut into her over and over, and she can’t stop me. Every time my cock gets hard, I can just slide her legs open, and take what’s mine. Because Rose is mine. Now it’s just a matter of her realizing how true that really is.

  “How long are you going to keep me here?” Her breathing is ragged as she says the words. Her gaze bright, intense green eyes focused sharply on me now, and not the room.

  “Long?” I question. Because we can’t stay at the cabin forever. This is just a means to get her submission. Bury myself into her skin like she has mine. Soon I can take her back home with me.

  “When are you going to let me go?” she asks.

  “You think I’ll ever let you go?”

  Her breathing becomes a little faster at my words. I clip them out harsher than I mean to. The idea of letting her go does nothing to cool the beast raging inside me.

  “The only way I’d let you go is to chase you through the woods. Then when I caught you, I’d rip that dress off, and slam my cock inside of you. I’m really starting to think you like being fucked on the dirty ground. Is that what you like, Rose? Because if you ask I’ll do that for you.”

  I see her nipples harden through her dress at my words, proving to me once again how much she likes this. She bites her bottom lip and shakes her head no. Her denial is fine, for now. That’s why we’re here, after all, but it won’t take me long to get her to beg me.

  She looks like a fucking wreck. Mud smeared all over her pink sundress, her black hair wild with that just-fucked look, and traces of dirt sprinkling her cheeks. Knowing I did that to her makes my cock just as hard as it was when I was inside of her wet cunt. I want to wash her and ruin her all over again.

  I approach her like a Viking about to claim new land. “Lift the dress, I want to see it,” I growl, needing to see her. She makes no move to comply “Don’t make me do it myself, Rose. You’re just making things harder than they have to be. I don’t want to hurt you, and if you make me, it’s only going to piss me off.”

  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 4

  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.”

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