Thread: Twisted Romance (annika and google)

RE Twisted Romance Lydia Martin, 5ft tall, 32B tits. Life had not been that kind to Lydia Martin. Her father had left before she started grade school and her mother had taken it hard. She drank a lot, except for when she was making a go of things with some guy. The men in her life rarely stuck it out longer than a year or two and few of them attempted to bond with little Lydia. Then Carolynne Martin would be straight back at the bottom of a bottle once again. She was a functioning drunk. She made sure Lydia got to school, that she had hot meals and clean clothes but that was the extent of her care. Emotionally Carolynne was very closed off from her daughter... except for when she was wasted. Unsurprisingly, When Lydia hit puberty she was largely uninterested in the boys at her school. She was a quiet, shy and studious girl, with a small, close circle of friends. Lydia's only hope of college was a scholarship, so she refused to be side-tracked by the prospect of dating. That was until Dominic strode into school. Lydia had been asked to show him around and help him find his classes, of which they shared a few. He had been confident and flirtatious but Lydia never thought he was really interested in her. He was too attractive and it was obvious from the moment he arrived that Dominic was going to be hugely popular, he just had that air about him. When he asked her out she was gobsmacked. Lydia blushed and clutched her books to her chest. Then it occurred to her that she was simply the only girl at the school he'd met. Did he think she was easy? She stammered a refusal, told Dominic he should get to class and then hurried away. Every day since then he had sought her out and asked her again. When Lydia could see that he wasn't just casting a wide net and asking every other girl out, she finally acquiesced. He took her to a movie but Lydia had long since forgotten what it was. Dominic had kissed her, astounded to discover that Lydia had never attempted french kissing before. He trailed a line of fire across her jawline and behind her ear, nibbling at her pale skin. When Lydia had gasped and squirmed he had lost even more control, sliding a hand up under her skirt. The jolt that ricocheted through Lydia's panties made her eyes widen and her back arch her very first stab of physical arousal. Dominic caught her wrist and pulled her tiny hand down to the rigid bulge in his jeans. Look what you're doing to me, he murmured in her ear. Lydia had pulled back from his crotch as though it had bitten her, pushing his hand out from under her skirt and crossing her legs. It was no good however, he had awakened a fire in her. Lydia was a sexual blank canvass. Dominic alternated between trying to play the gentleman so as not scare her away and aching to orchestrate her sexual awakening. Lydia for her part loved having a strong, confident boyfriend. Dominic charmed Lydia's mother effortlessly and Lydia was careful that her grades didn't suffer. After homecoming he finally charmed her out of her panties. Lydia was so wide eyed and pliant Dominic always controlled their encounters. When she clung to him as his weight bore down on her and her hymen tore, Lydia was so scared and aroused that she scratched him, causing Dominic to thrust harder than he had planned to. She cried out in pain, her tiny pussy clenched like a vice, so weak and trusting beneath him. It took everything Dominic had not to pound her into oblivion there and then. Once the thrill of the chase was over however, Dominic became possessive and controlling. At first Lydia was flattered that he wanted to be so involved in her life. Soon however, he had access to her facebook account, her mobile phone, her emails. He got angry if she spent too much time with her girlfriends. He weeded out her male friends. One night he found that she had texted a male classmate. Dominic made a show of forgiving her but when he got amorous it was clear that the tension was still there. He was rough with her, asking her if his cock was enough for her, pistoning it in and out of her mouth until she gagged and cried. Afterwards he apologised but the line had been crossed. Lydia tried to appease him by making sure Dominic knew where she was going to be, only seeing people he approved of, answering his texts immediately... but all she did was create a monster. He took more liberties with her and before long he wasn't even bothering to apologise or placate her afterwards. He was her first love and she loved him desperately, convinced that of she could just adhere to all his rules he would metamorphosise into the guy she had originally fallen for. Things had gone from bad to worse when they moved in together. Dominic was absolutely determined that Lydia wasn't going to associate with anyone at college that he didn't like the look of. He started controlling what she wore, undermining her self esteem and lashing out when she angered him. The first time Lydia packed a bag and said she was leaving, Dominic beat her with his belt, pinned her to the wall by her throat and raped her. Try leaving me. He sneered. See what I don't do to you. Once he got a taste for domestic violence, rape and humiliation, well there was no stopping him. He knew her body well enough to make it react even when she was in pain and hated him. Lydia lived in abject terror. In public Dominic was a total gent, charming her friends and doing well in his classes. He made damn sure Lydia aced her own classes, to ensure that nobody became concerned about her. Lydia escaped to her mother's sometimes but she knew that things would be twice as bad on her return if she missed school. It was when Dominic started talking about the future, about what they would do after they graduated, about kids, that Lydia began to think seriously about leaving. She had tried so many times but he always outfoxed her and his rages were terrible. When she finally fled it required months of planning, a borrowed iPad, an anonymous maildrop, a burner cellphone and a pre-pay credit card. She ran with a single backpack full of possessions and never once looked back. Now she lived in the dorms and there was a great sense of security in having so many women around her. She had started making friends again, coming out of her shell a little. She had even bought outfits that Dominic would never have let her leave the bedroom in. It was the start of her second semester now and Lydia even had a boyfriend. Josh was slightly built like her, sweet and kind. Sex with him was gentle and romantic. It lacked the passion she and Dominic had shared in the early days but Lydia was content. Tonight was her birthday and Josh was taking her to their favourite bar to party with friends. Lydia had splashed out on a new dress for the occasion and killer heels to go with it. She walked to the bar with Josh and greeted her friends. It was such a normal thing to be doing on her birthday that it felt surreal. Dominic's idea of a birthday treat had been to tie her down and take her anal virginity. Lydia sat with her friends for a while and then made her way to the dance floor with Josh. They made a cute couple and he wasn't a bad dancer.