Strangers In The Night(3)

“You bitch.” I bit into flesh as she screamed and pleaded, even as her pussy’s juices flooded my cock. I fucked in a rage, sending my cock deep into the depths of her until the fire raged out of control.

I covered her mouth with my hand as my hips pounded into her from behind, harder and harder. I was gone again, somewhere inside myself.

“Dylan come back.” I heard the voice as if from a distance. Who was it that sounded so familiar? I shook my head and only then realized I had embedded my teeth into the flesh of her neck like a rabid beast.

Her skin had barely escaped being torn, but my mark was there. I vaguely remembered doing that before, in that very spot. My vision cleared just as I emptied my seed into her womb. I heard an echo in my head; ‘the plan.’ Yes it all made sense again.

Afterwards I walked her around the property, this way she knows there's no escape no one around to hear her screams.

She's afraid; I can smell it, good. "What do you plan to do with me Dylan?"

"You'll see."

"Who do you talk to if there's no one else here?"

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing, just that I hear you talking sometimes like you're talking to someone; do you have reception out here?"

"No there's no phone, enough questions, time to go back inside." "I want to stay outside a little while longer, I've been cooped up in that room for days."

She pouted in that sweet way that used to have me bending to her will. See, what did I tell you, you're too soft, now the bitch thinks to rule you again, make a fool of you...again.

Uh oh run Becca, he's back; but wait…I'm fighting against myself, it feels wrong, but that can't be, my heart beats again. My hand goes around her neck and I'm dragging her back into the shack. I tie the gag back in place. I don't think I will be removing that again any time soon, unless it's to use her mouth for my pleasure.

I throw her across the bed as I go in search of something…what?

The liberator, yes, don't forget the scoop. I drag her from her prone position once it’s in place. Her eyes widen, but I do not see, I cannot care.

I bind our hands and ankles together; we are now chained as one. I'm behind her, already mounted, with my cock at the ready. He knows what he wants, knows what must be done.

I slide into her pussy going deep with my first thrust. I grit my teeth at the feeling of undeniable pleasure. I ride in and out of her hot, wet snatch, finding a home in her sweet spot. Peace: bliss, euphoria. Slow and easy, there's no rush, you have all the time in the world.

Her breathing is out of order. I can feel sweat beading on her back that’s pressed so intimately against my front. She's coating my cock already; it feels so good to be back in her again, to be home.

Stop Dylan she doesn't need to enjoy this for the plan to work. Take away all pleasure; share only the pain. But...

No, no, you're falling for it again; she's nothing, just a receptacle.

Receptacle; just a vessel yes I remember, the plan. Remember what she did, who she is, remember what you still have to do.

I'm gone again, no longer me, darkness has fallen, my heart beats but instead of slow and steady, it's a wild staccato.

The chains rattle, the sounds coming from behind the gag are no longer those of pleasure.

There's fear and pain, gagging, choking. There's the taste of blood on my tongue. There, on her neck, you bit and tore.

Do not care, you must not care, it is nothing. I felt heated seed leave my body and shoot into hers.

Yes you're finished, your pleasure is complete, leave her...it, there. It's cries do not register. I pull out of her and feel the wetness from both of us on my cock as the air hit it.’ I do not even take the time to move her after unbinding the chains that held us together.

She’s no longer even there, already forgotten as I follow the voice from the room. I feel something beating at the edges of my mind, some light trying to shine through, but the darkness is soon there, taking over. My last memory is of me falling onto the couch in the other room, falling into complete and total darkness.





Chapter 4




I awaken with a start, my memory a haze; and then her scent reaches me and it all comes flooding back. My stomach grumbles in hunger as I shake my head, removing the remnants of sleep.

Yes it's time to eat, maybe a big fat juicy steak. You haven't had one of those in a while. Pity we have to feed it, but that's part of the plan.

Why don't you make it cook the meal? Use the chain, lock it in place in the wall, there's enough length to move around easily. Good idea. She doesn't smile when she sees me coming. I think she's beginning to understand.

I drag the chain over to where she's lying sprawled over the liberator. I shackle her ankles once more and attach the chain, before I make her shuffle walk to the kitchen.