Taking What's Mine(3)

“I always hoped you’d struggle. It makes me so hard.”

One of his hands grabs one of my wrists and pins it to the ground. My other hand is free and I strike, making contact with his lip. Instantly I regret it when I see the drop of blood.

“I’m sorry. Please don’t be mad. I didn’t mean it. Just let me go and I swear I won’t tell anyone.”

Fury crosses his face, and he grabs my other wrist, holding both of them down with one hand.

“Just for that you get a fuck in the ditch like the teasing slut you are. I wanted to be gentle the first time, but you did this. You’re making me fuck you in the dirt like an animal. Are you happy, Rose? Is this what you want?”

I kick my legs and try and break free. I can’t make it easy on him. I have to fight.

He knees my legs apart with his and reaches down with his free hand to unbuckle his belt. I watch as he pulls out his cock and it’s so big and hard. It’s an angry shade of red and I swallow in both fear and amazement. My eyes widen at the thought of him fucking me with that.

“Please,” I start to beg, but he reaches up and puts his hand over my mouth.

“Hush. You fucking lie here and let me take the edge off.”

I feel his hard cock push against my panties and I scream into his hand. My legs are spread wide by his hips and he keeps thrusting against me, my thin panties his only barrier.

“Oh that’s it, Rose, make me fight my way in. I can feel how wet you are, and how bad you want it.”

He keeps pushing against me, and I’m wearing out from the struggle. I’m not a strong girl, so anything physical for longer than a few minutes and I’m done.

Suddenly his hand is gone and it’s between my legs, moving my panties to the side so his cock can get in.

“Don’t. Please,” I try again, but then I feel his hot cock thrust inside me. His slick entrance inside my pussy is my shame. I shouldn’t be wet for this, but I am.

“Oh Rose,” he moans, and locks eyes with mine. “You felt that, didn’t you? You felt how fucking soaked you are for my big dick. My dirty fucking slut. I’ve got you pinned down in a ditch and just raped your pussy, and you’re soaked for it.”

I turn my head to the side so he can’t see humiliation.

“You can fight it all you want, but every inch of your sweet flesh is mine now. Mine. I’m the only one that makes this pussy cum.”

He grabs my face and makes me look back at him as he starts to thrust in and out of me. “No no, baby. Look at me. You know what’s better than me fucking you and you loving it?” he asks and continues to slide in and out of my wet pussy. “When you cum on my dick. Your orgasm will be the real treat for me,” he says, and the evil grin on his face is his promise.

I feel his grip on my wrists tighten, while his other hand moves down to play with my clit.

“No!” I shout, but it does nothing to stop him. He strums my clit and before I know it, I’m on the edge of orgasm. Shame burns through me.

“You with me, Rose? I want us to cum together. That’s how I always pictured this.”

I’m so embarrassed when my pussy floods with cream, and I feel myself orgasm with him. I feel his hot cum splash inside me as my own orgasm squeezes my pussy and makes me grit my teeth. I refuse to let him hear me shout in pleasure.

Once he’s finished cumming inside me, he leans down and tries to kiss my lips. I try and bite him when he gets close, but he just grabs my jaw.

“You’ll kiss me properly after I make love to you, or you’ll pay the price.”

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 THREE

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.