The Throwbacks: A Compilation Of Four Complete Dark Psychological Romance Novellas(24)

At least that had been my thoughts until I got a closer look at her. You ever hear people talking shit about being hit by lightning or falling for someone with just one look? Well I always laughed that shit off but I'm here to tell you that shit is real.

She was a tiny bit of a thing, five and a half feet at a guess, no more than maybe a hundred pounds soaking wet.





I noticed her perky tits first, I guess at some point she got hot on her hike and took her over shirt off, right now she’s just wearing a skintight tank that revealed the fact she wasn't wearing a bra.

Her hair was a mass of burnish copper curls and her beautiful sea foam colored orbs with their sloe-eyed slant sent shock waves to my dick, hey I'm a hermit not a monk.

She saw me coming and started to smile, I don't look like what I am, it fools a lot of people especially females. They see the chiseled cheekbones, the wild as fuck jet-black hair that had a mind of its own and my pale green eyes and they thought ' city slicker', if they only knew.

She lost the smile when she got a good look at my face, no smile, I was sure my frown of disapproval would put fear in grown men much less a little slip of a girl.

"Could you help me please? I seem to be stuck."

"This is private property, you shouldn't be here."

"I know, I'm sorry, I was following the stream and got caught up in the beauty of the mountains so I missed the signs until it was too late, can you help me?"

"Where's the rest of your

group?”

"What, oh, I'm alone..." She stopped short as if just realizing it wasn't the safest thing to tell a stranger that she was all alone and at his mercy.

The traps I'd set weren't meant to hurt or do permanent damage, but still there was no getting out of them easily.

As I watched her, I don't know what came over me, maybe I'd been in these mountains too long and had somehow regressed? I don't know, but the thoughts that were going through my head were not the thoughts of a rational human being.

I had retreated to the mountains to get away from the hustle and bustle of everyday life, I had enough money that I didn't need to do anything else for the rest of my days but laze around if I so desired, which is pretty much what I've been doing for the past three years except when I was building something.

I had a workshop full of finished furniture that I'd built to keep myself busy. I had a television, no telephone but my SAT phone and a fully stocked library.

What I didn't have and didn't think I wanted or needed was human companionship. When I got the urge to fuck I would visit one of the nearby towns and pick up some pussy in a bar, but even that had grown old fast. It must be five months since I'd broken one off, but looking at this little slip of a girl, my mind went in a strange direction.





Before I could second-guess myself I found myself putting my half formed plan in motion.

"Wait here I'll be right back, I need to get something from the house to cut that off." That wasn't exactly true but she didn't know that.

I ran back to the cabin and got what I needed, returning to her side. Kneeling with my back turned, under the guise of releasing her from the trap, I injected her with a sedative, something I kept handy in case of large predators coming onto the property, but I used a lesser dosage.

She was out in less than two minutes. I checked to make sure she was still breathing and that I hadn't given her too much before releasing her and heading back to the house with her clutched in my arms.

Going through her belongings I found her ID, Simone Clarissa Tatum, she’d just turned eighteen. Good enough.

I knew the sedative would take a couple hours to wear off so I got busy. I tied her to the bed in one of the guest rooms after cutting her clothes off of her, leaving her in just panties and socks.

When she finally came awake she was afraid, of course, she was tied to a bed with a strange man looking down at her.

She started to cry and beg and plead with me.

"Please don't hurt me, please, just let me go, I won't tell anyone I swear, please just let me go."

"No Simone, I don't think so, I think I'll keep you." I smiled at her, I'm sure she thought I was a nut job.

That first day I bathed her, she cried and thrashed around the whole time. As much as I wanted to, I didn't just jump on her and fuck, no, I had a better plan, a more sinister plan if you will.

For the next three days I stayed with her reading to her from the books I'd found in her bag. Classics excellent.

I bathed and fed her while she remained tied to the bed but I never tried to fuck her.

On the fourth day I started playing with her little pussy, I say little because everything about her was little, except her thirty four C breasts. Her frame was barely past that of puberty her pussy lips were still tight which meant she was either virgin, or not very experienced. My mouth watered at the thought.

"What are you doing?"

"What do you think I'm doing?" She didn't answer but I didn't expect her to.

I stayed on the outside of her cunt at first, just rubbing my fingers over her vulva, not going in, I rubbed her little clit until it came out of its hood.

Her hips, which had been stiffly still before, started moving of their own volition.

"Uhmm, what, wait, no."

Of course I ignored her.

The next day and the next was more of the same, only on the last day I pushed my middle finger slowly inside her.

Ah yes, there was her hymen still intact.

By now she had no control over her body's movements as she fucked my hand. I played with her clit as I eased another finger in her tight as fuck pussy. Soon she was bathing my hand with her juices, her whole body was in full blush.

Looking into her eyes I licked her juices from my fingers and her body trembled.

Two days later I was on to bigger and better things. It was right after I'd washed her the sight of her hairless cunt was too much.

Throwing the washcloth on the side table I took her ass in my hands and licked her pussy.

I paid close attention to her slit, not penetrating with my tongue as yet just sucking her pussy before attacking her love button.

"Owwee." She screamed as I brought her to orgasm with my mouth and fingers.

Good, we were coming along nicely.

"You're never going to let me go are you?"

"No, don't ask me that again."

"Are you gonna keep me tied up forever?"

"No, just until I've made it so you can never escape."

I showed her the new traps I had set up around the place. Nothing like the one she'd been caught in, these were made to maim.

I showed her footage of the grizzly that liked to roam my land, in this shot you could see that he was close to the cabin, what she didn't know was that I had taken down that beer right after I'd snapped the picture.

I'd already put in an order for electronic fencing, not only did I want to keep people out, I now had something I wanted to keep in.

Over the next few days I ate her little pussy, sucked her nipples and fingered her to orgasm I don't know how many times. When I wasn't molesting her, I was reading her some of the dirtiest, sluttiest erotica on the net. In other words, I kept her in a perpetual state of heat.

By the time I was ready to fuck her she was so hot for it, it was a wonder she didn't tear her shackles out of the wall.





3





"I'm going to fuck you today Simone would you like that?"

She didn't answer me just followed me around the room with her eyes, a look of fear climbing into her eyes.

"There's nothing to be afraid of, I haven't hurt you since you've been here have I?"

She shook her head no.

"There's a small piece of flesh protecting you from my member, I'm going to break it with my fingers first and give you time to rest before I take you."

I lubed up my two fingers to make the breaching a little easier. I played with her clit first to get her warmed up, then plunged my well-oiled digits into her newly stretched pussy.

She screamed from the pain and I held my hand still until she grew accustomed to the invasion. When she settled down I started the in and out motion with my hand until she was writhing in heat.

When she was through creaming all over my hand I pulled out and went into the bathroom.

I cleaned her up, there was some blood as was to be expected, but she was none the worse for wear.

I left her tied up and went about my business, ordering some new supplies on line. No one delivered anything here, everything went to my PO box in town and things that were too big were dropped off at the hardware store where my friend Ethan kept them until I came down the mountain to pick them up.

I took care of the people in town and they in turn looked out for me, if not for them I would be running off way more trespassers than I did.

I provided them money for their little school repairs and new machinery for the hospital, little things like that and in gratitude they kept strangers away. They respected the fact that I wanted to be left alone. It was a win win for all concerned.

Two hours later I was back at her, this time I ate her pussy until she flooded my mouth with sweet young pussy juice.

My dick was straining, ready for action, not yet.

Every two hours I would either eat her or finger her to orgasm, cleaning her up after each visit.

By the time the sun went down I was like a rutting bull.

She was lying sprawled in the middle of the bed, not a stitch of clothing on, her arms and legs chained to the bedposts.





She'd been sleeping in between intervals when she wasn't watching the TV I had mounted on the wall. Some soft-core erotica I had streaming just to keep her primed.