“Your pussy is ready for me now, but you’ll have to wait. Your food is growing cold.” I deliberately withdrew my fingers from her body just as she reached climax. She whimpered and her eyes followed the line of pre-cum that trailed from my cock as I stood to grab her food, leaving her desperate to be fucked.
The mask on my face was starting to itch, but I daren’t take it off. I knew exactly what would happen once I did. She would most likely fall in love with my looks, most members of the opposite sex do. But that’s not what I wanted from this particular girl. I wanted her fear, her hate and her despair, just for starters.
I wanted to take her body day after day even after I’d planted my seed, because I knew she found me repulsive except when I was planted deep in her belly. That’s just the way I wanted it to stay. Being able to use her body against her was part of the pleasure. The fact that the monster could get her to crave his cock, could make her beg him to fuck her, was part of my psychological warfare.
I wanted her to fear my coming to her until the day all was revealed. My biggest victory though, will be to get her to fall in love with the beast. I wanted to own her heart mind and soul, which wasn’t necessarily what I’d set out to do. But I’m honest enough to admit that she had got me to change up my plans. Not necessarily a good thing for her. I’d only planned to breed her and set her free. Now I wasn’t so sure that that’s what I wanted.
She’d grown on me I guess you can say. She was nothing like the spoilt daughter of a murderer that I’d expected her to be. Nothing like the man I hated above all others. It made no difference to me though. I might keep her longer than her used by date, but I’ll never give her my heart. I’ll never let my heart feel again, least of all for my enemy’s kid.
I veered away from those thoughts again as I spoon-fed her the fish and vegetables I’d made her for lunch. From now on I had to make sure that all her meals were on the healthier side. Not that I’d been depriving her before, but I was still spoiling her every once in a while with the occasional fast food burger here and there. Part of my plan to have her eating from my hand before we were through.
I’d studied her for a long time before I took her. I’d made it my business to get to know everything about her before I made my approach. I use that knowledge now to show her my power and to instill fear. I knew her most private secrets and innermost thoughts. What she hadn’t shared freely during those months when I’d been grooming her, I’d hacked into her computer to learn for myself.
She’d trusted me from the beginning, which had been part of my plan. By learning all her likes and dislikes, I’d been able to convince her that we shared a lot of the same interests. She’d eaten it up, as sheltered as she was in the little town she grew up in. By the time I came along she was dying for adventure. But where she thought our acquaintance would be no more than a secret tryst with an older man, something she could giggle with her friends over, I had taken that shit much farther.
I’d been the perfect gentleman when I first approached her online in one of the chat rooms she frequented. I played on her interest and kept it cool and nonthreatening. It had taken me the better part of a month to break her down and have her eating out of my hands before we met.
I admit I played her like a fiddle, while not giving anything of myself to her. Though she had some qualities that I had not expected, given whom her dad was, I had steeled myself against feeling anything. I’d shut my mind off from anything that would make me turn back from the plans I’d set in motion. I still had a score to settle and it didn’t matter that she was a nice girl after all.
I’d altered things a bit sure, but not in anyway that would make her doubt the severity of the situation she now found herself in. I could be crass and say that it was partly her fault that she now found herself spread-eagled on my bed. But the truth is, I’d worked her.
I’d taken precious time over that month to wear down her defenses and put her at ease. I made sure there were no red flags, even going so far as to choose the identity of someone who on the surface had no blemish. I knew she’d check me out.
Had she dug beneath the profile I’d invented she would’ve seen he didn’t exist, well, not beyond his name anyway. I gave her just enough that if she did a topical search it would pan out. I was hoping and was proved right, that a small town girl wouldn’t have the first clue how to go digging any deeper than what I wanted her to find.
By the time I had her in the palm of my hand I was ready to say fuck it and just go nab her. I was running out of patience, her ingrained sense of caution stood in my way. But she’d saved me from having to do that. With just a few last pushes, she’d fallen neatly into my trap. And all it had taken was my absence for a few days. Little did she know that in that time I’d been putting my alternative plans in motion.
Imagine my surprise when I checked my messages and found a dozen or more from her pleading with me not to leave her. My plan had worked after all and I had her just where I wanted her. I’d played it off like I was tired of her distrust and since she didn’t have any interest in meeting me in the flesh, was ready to move on to someone who was.
I was surprised that even though she hadn’t seen a picture of me, she was willing to buy my description of myself. I’d sold her the lie that I couldn’t publicize my image because of my work. That was only partially true though. It was true that my past work undercover wouldn’t have allowed me to plaster my face all over the net. But since I’d taken an extended leave from my job and wasn’t sure that I would be going back, it really didn’t matter at that point.
Still she fell for it and was panting to meet me by the time she finally caved. To fit into my plans, I’d had her meet me at a neutral place; somewhere she would feel safe with other people around. What she hadn’t realized was that the place was backed by woods. I’d told her where to park for just that reason.
The place was a couple towns over from her hometown because of course she didn’t want to run into anyone she knew, which played right in with my plans.
She’d shown up that night full of excitement and I’d watched her from my vantage point in the tree line. I waited until she closed and locked the door before making my move and she didn’t know what hit her after I put the cloth with the chloroform over her mouth and nose.
I’d run through the woods with her thrown over my shoulders back to my truck which had been parked on the side street on the other side of the woods. I knew it would be safe because no one drove those streets after dark. There was some kind of local legend about strange things happening there after dark, another reason I’d chosen that location.
She’d fought me hard the first time she woke up and found herself in my bed. I never heard such language from such a little thing. She’d kicked and screamed bloody murder when I breeched her and got her virgin blood on my cock. That had been a bit of a surprise.
Although she’d never seen me, there was no shortage of photos of her online. I never expected someone who looked like her to be pure. She had a body made for fucking, and unless the boys in her town were brain dead, I couldn’t figure out the reason for her holding onto her virginity that long.
It had thrown me for a second, had almost stopped me in my tracks. I felt like an animal that first time, but all it took was the memory of the lifeblood of another bleeding into the asphalt of a dark deserted road in the middle of the night to get me back on track.
3
I fucked her four times that first night, not able to get enough of her sweet cunt and the way it clung to me even as she cursed and called me every vile name in the book. That’s when I’d spanked her ass red before doggie fucking her from behind with a gag in her mouth.
I’d kept her pussy stuffed all night until she was able to take me more easily and by the last time I rolled away from her she’d stop fighting, though it had taken days before she was looking for cock each time I got near her.
That first day after I’d taken her had been a trial. I’d deliberately left her untied and left the house. I watched from the trees surrounding my cabin as she snuck out the door, looking around cautiously. I’d let her get down off the porch and make her way towards the clearing before releasing my dog from his leash.
He took her down amid her screams of fright before I jogged over and stood over her. “Get him off me.” I knew he wouldn’t hurt her; just hold her there for me, which is just what he did. I had to pull him away before he started licking her face like it was a game, letting her know what a big softie he was.
I’d dragged her back inside and to punish her for her escape attempt had set about making her want me. That was the first time I’d done that and it had become addictive. I do like the way she gives into me, the way her pussy juices at the feel of my fingers or my tongue. I love making her want me, and even more the way she begs me for release.
That wasn’t her last attempt at subterfuge but I’ve rebuffed each and every one of them, always staying ten steps ahead of her. She now knows and understands, that there’s nowhere in this world she can go to escape me. And now with the news that my plan had worked, that I had actually got her with child, she was bound to me forever.