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Thread: Walking After Dark (sugarplum and rekoj)

Katy definitely didn't understand- but the dungeon did start to clue her in. Every muscle in her body was taut as she looked at that room of horrible, horrible things. Terror was all too apparent in her eyes, yet his psychotic gaze just gleamed with lust and glee- proud of himself for the private hell he'd concocted for her. Now it's time to break you into your new home, a chill ripple through her, her eyes snapping to meet his rather than looking into that horrible darkened room. What did he mean 'break'? That word sounded anything but pleasant, and the ideas that crept into her mind were less than reassuring. When he stepped up, and his hand touched her shoulder, she instantly jumped away from it- moving back until she was flattened against the wall, as far from him as she could possibly get without magically walking through the wall, or even becoming the wall... oh, she just wanted to escape him! But she couldn't. Watching with a frozen expression of horror as he began to zip down her jacket, revealing her pretty lace-trimmed tank top. Feeling his warm skin on her own exposed flesh made her whimper, jerking awkwardly in his grip while the flats of her hands pushed up against his chest, trying to get him away from her. While she was distracted by the more innocent touch on her shoulder, his other hand found her soft, firm breast. Katy was very well developed her breasts were large enough to fit into his hands, but small enough to still be perky... but they were treasures that he was not welcome to touch, and in retaliation she swung a kick at his groin with a loud cry.
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He'd been ready, he knew it was coming, why wouldn't it? She still didn't want him, not yet, she didn't understand why she should. He watched her eyes carefully the whole time he felt the mound upon her chest, trying his best to read her. He saw it coming with only a moment to spare, and his block hadn't been as effective as he'd hoped. He bowed over a little bit, let out a low groan as he clenched his knees together to slow her foot down as it came up and impacted against his groin. His low groan kept going, until it began to rise in pitch and he chuckled with it. He laughed and grinned as he looked at her, Feisty, always fun, but you've made a big mistake... It hurt, yes, but he had managed to make it much less effective than she would've hoped, and he knew exactly what he'd do in revenge. His hand gave her breast a rough, hard squeeze with intentions of hurting before he pulled it back. He clenched his hand into a fist, and feigned a headbutt, thrusting his forehead forward towards hers in a snapping motion. His head stopped within an inch or two of her face, his eyes large up in hers as he looked into hers and smiled very quickly. His clenched fist launched itself into her crotch yet again, if that was the game she wanted to play he'd be glad to oblige. Oh Katy, if only you could do this the easy way-well, actually... that would be a lot less fun for me. Come on, let's get you of those clothes and get you ready, he said simply as his hands quickly gripped two fists into her tank top and began to rip it left and right. He did not plan on taking this off easily, he planned on tearing it off of her body, and with the way he got his body weight into his shaking, left and right it was truly only a matter of time until he was holding the frayed clothing in his hand.
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His hit made her scream in pain- the area was already tender as it was, without him abusing it further. Tears sprang back into her eyes again, and she sobbed as she uselessly kept trying to push him off as he ripped at her clothes- the thin white fabric ripped easily, exposing her white lace bra and her tight, toned torso. Her fears of rape were certainly being confirmed- an idea that horrified her beyond all logic. Yet here he was, enjoying her struggles and taking pleasure in how scared she was! Wasn't the normal response to feel a little pity and guilt, at the very least? Her black eyeliner was smearing up a bit, discoloring her tears as she looked up at him with rather swollen eyes. As much as she wanted to look away, she couldn't- feeling trapped into his green gaze like they were tractor beams. She tried another approach- struggling was painful and useless, and while she didn't stop.... she tried to appeal to him instead. Please don't.... please don't hurt me. she begged, her voice rather thick with her throat tight. Please just stop. You don't have to do this... begging was beneath her, but then again- so was being stripped and raped by a psychotic stranger.
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Yes Katy, I do, if I want you to be mine... and I've always wanted you to be mine, I have to do this. Now, it's up to you to decide how this is going to be, he spoke as his hands matter of factly darted around her back and unhooked her bra, quickly pulling it off and tossing it to the side. He stepped back to inspect her topless form for a moment, smiling as he looked at her body with a lick of his lips. He pulled off his own shirt in an instant, revealing his toned torso before stepping forward again. He pressed himself closer to her this time, one of his hands going down to her jeans and beginning to unbutton them. His chest was right close to hers, his left hand groping at her breast again, his thumb finding her nipple and beginning to roll sharp circles around the sensitive bud. His fingers clenched onto her jean's zipper as he began to pull it down all of the way to the bottom. He slowly took his hand and began to pull her jeans down, making every movement slow and deliberate, taking his time and enjoying every second. Remember, I am in control here Katy, me. And it is me who determines what you get, with my hands, I have the ability to cause you great pain, with her jeans around her knees now, he stopped tugging down with his hand and sent a quick sharp smack against the crotch of her panties. He kept his hand against her though, after the sharp smack, and he began to rub slowly up and down, But I also have the ability to give you great pleasure...
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When he unhooked her bra, she gasped- feeling the fabric restraining her breasts pull away, causing them to bounce free as he pulled away and pulled off his shirt- she refused to look at him, keeping her head turned sideways deliberately now... her bright blues just bored into the wall, intensely, like maybe with just her will they'd catch on fire and she could make her escape. Katy could feel the heat of his body as he leaned back in, their chests almost touching- but she kept shrank back against the wall she'd trapped herself against, willing him not to touch her. Willing wasn't enough, because left breast was quickly imprisoned in his hand with a touch was was, surprisingly, not painful. But her unwilling emotions and distress would now allow it to feel good, either. When his free hand went for the zipper of her jeans- panic bubbled up again, a fresh wave of adrenaline shooting over her as she started to squirm. But he got his way, and rewarded her efforts to struggle with another smack where she was already hurting. Now her thin frame was only clad in white lace panties, and jeans uselessly at her ankles. Her white form was trembling from head to toe, fatigue and fear, all too aware of his groping hand- her nipple grew pert under the stimulation of his thumb, and her tight core was actually rather soothed by his rubbing. That felt good... wait... no it didn't! None of it felt good! She hated it! Katy couldn't even muster up the energy to respond to his words, as much as she disagreed with them.
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He smiled as he could tell her body was starting to turn on her underneath his manipulative hands, he would get what he wanted from her, and he would have her begging for it by the time it was said and done. He continued to rub against the panties, pushing his palm hard against her tender slit through the fabric as he rubbed and rubbed quicker and quicker. Abruptly, he stopped, and when he did he wasted no time in crouching to his knees so he could whip the panties down to where her jeans were. She was exposed for him now, entirely, and he stepped forward, pushing himself even closer to her as his right foot pushed down on her panties and jeans, pushing between her legs. So, you're going to have to tell me Katy, what is it you want...? Is it pleasure? he brought his hand to her exposed slit now, rubbing it quickly up and down with his palm. He took two of his fingers and violated her, pressing them into her for a moment before pulling out at an agonizingly slow pace. Or... do you want me to cause you more pain? He reminded her yet again what pain would feel like, bringing his hand back and slapping it against her pussy hard. He pulled it back and threatened again, his other hand taking her by the chin and forcing her to look him in the eyes as he smacked her slit once again. You tell me, the choice is yours... there's nothing more than I would love to do than take you back to that comfortable bed and fuck you there, or... he turned, keeping his hand pressed against her crotch, eyeing the shackles as he turned, I may have to tie you up and show you just how far pain can go. Now tell me how badly you want me to fuck you.
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I don't want to! she screamed with all her might, but the words still came out as little more than a harsh whisper with her hoarse throat. Neither, neither! a few feel-good rubs weren't going to break her, nor a few smacks even if they did hurt. Her entire body was burning hot with humiliation as she found herself completely revealed to him, the skin flushed bright red. Just stop it! All of it! and then she broke down into incoherent sobs, squirming uselessly again, though she didn't try to kick and scratch at him which was a start.... even if only because she didn't have the energy. His touch was only leaving her body confused, switching back and forth between pleasure and pain. It was overwhelming in her current state of distress, she didn't know how much she was going to be able to take! She begged some more instead, knowing she could tell him something that might make him change his mind. Maybe. Her hopes were already rather extinguished and deflated as it was, since her prior begging had done little more than cause him to go off into a rant about how he was her master. Please, please, please don't she managed to sob after a long string of incoherent cries. I'm.. I'm.. a virgin! this was no lie either, and perhaps he might have guessed this- but even a psychopath like him should understand that raping her now was nothing short of evil!
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Oh. Well... good, was the only response he gave to this admission. He didn't care at all about her struggle, her breakdowns, her fighting ways.. he had expected it all. This, he hadn't expected but he welcomed it as good news. He had hoped, but such a good looking girl like her, he was a realist, and he figured somebody else would've claimed this prize before him. However, with this news in mind, he dropped to his knees and offered the girl a hand up. I wouldn't have expected that, or else my tactics may have been a bit different. I suppose you were waiting for a prince to come horseback to take you away and make this the most magical moment of your life. We can still do that, come with me, and I'll carry you to the bed. If you don't accept my offer this time, it will not come up again. This is your last chance at something less violent than the shackles, I'm going to have sex with you either way... and you'll enjoy it. But if you want a chance to define how your first time goes, this is it. He took her hand and looked into her eye, that cold man that had been him disappeared for an instant and he tried to connect with her. Whether it was part of a ploy to confuse her with kindness then bring back the evil, even he wasn't sure.. but he at least this time acknowledged the girl said something. Last chance Katy, if you don't take my hand in the next three seconds, you can say goodbye to the idea of a bedroom altogether.
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How could she bring herself to agree? It was going to happen... she knew that now, but to consent to it in any shape or form, even if it made it better- she just couldn't justify to herself. Giving in just wasn't in her nature, and she just couldn't let him win yet. But maybe she could use this to drag it out, increasing her chances of being saved before anything happened to her. No... she whimpered, pulling her hand back- not a reaction she had expected on his part... her body curled up tight in the fetal position on the floor as she tried in vain to hide her body from his eyes, crossing her arms in front of her chest and pressing her thighs so close together they might join together permanently. Her tangled mess of red hair obscured her tear-stained face. I can't... I can't do it. Not now. Not yet. I'm not ready. oh, for him she'd NEVER be ready. If I must, can't we... can't we wait awhile? she pleaded with him, though kept her eyes fixed on the floor. So I can.... get used to the idea? maybe this would work, but her trembling frame betrayed how little hope she had. But this man's warped logic might just accept the idea, giving her time to escape with her virginity in tact. Or, her pleading past his '3-second deadline' would make her loss even more hellish than she had ever dreamed it could be.
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If I don't follow through with my threat Katy, you'll never take me seriously. This is the way it has to be. Be strong girl, it's no fun if you give in yet, he leaned down and picked her up quickly, taking her torso and lifting it over his shoulder. He carried her further into the dungeon, placing her down roughly, the strong sawhorse-esque bench between her legs as he let her weight drop. It was obvious he was going to be abusive from now on, she had failed to pass the test, and he couldn't let her control him with her sobs. His expression was emotionless, still working like a machine, still everything planned. The fear, the breakdown, both possibilities he had accepted. It was obvious he could find no way to drop the idea of fear without her trying to take control. So he had to go the other route, he had to make her ride the fear. He had to keep her scared, keep her body excited, keep her on edge as to what would come next. He took her hands, and began to lift them over her head towards the ceiling shackles, I have a few icepacks for you for when it's time to go to bed. I hoped you would listen to reason, but you've put me in a tough spot. Your shoulders are going to be sore from your arms being above your head for a while. However, it's not going to be your shoulders you're thinking about. He began to shackle one of her arms in, systematically fighting and feigning away from any attack she made. He shackled her next wrist in, This won't be tender, gentle, or loving. This is going to be brutal, this is going to take you right to your limits. But by the end, I promise, you will be screaming my name. He stepped behind her and wound up a smack to her exposed rear end. He had paid close attention to her height, and his estimate had been right. At her most upright, her toes just barely touched the concrete floor, the shackles kept her arms above her head but she had a little room to lean her torso forward or back.
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Of course she fought tooth and nail, realizing how she'd damned herself to lose her first time in the most brutal way possible. It wasn't something she could ever forgive him for, and rape was unforgivable enough without his added cruelty. Though she attempted to claw, kick, hit, and bite... her blows were all apparently quite predictable to him, and before long she was secured awkwardly to the shackles painfully perched on the horse-like structure, trying her best to keep upright so the wood wouldn't bite into her already bruised core. It was too late now, to change her mind- but even with the option, she wasn't sure she could. The idea of willingly spreading her legs for this monster as abhorrent as the torture he probably had planned... but Katy didn't know what he had planned. Her innocence had been no lie, she didn't have the slightest idea what went on beyond the traditional 'missionary' position between married couples. Katy wasn't married, and since she was rather old-fashioned like that it seemed like a no brainer to remain chaste. You think torturing me is going to win me? she sobbed, shaking her head as she kept her body rigidly straight, jumping a bit when he spanked her- humiliated, and in increasing amounts of pain the longer he kept her there. I'll never forgive you! I hate you! I hate you forever! Go to hell! yet her anger was overpowered by terror and pain, and it showed in her voice and the increasingly pale pallor of her skin. Her entire body was shaking, adrenaline only giving her enough kick to scream while her body was too exhausted to do much more than hang there, letting herself be supported by the shackles in such a painful way with the wood biting into her, much of her weight pushed upon it.
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He smiled as he watched her in pain upon his wooden sawhorse invention, walking all around her and giving her other bottom-cheek a quick spank. Oh Katy, torturing isn't going to win you, but it will break you instead. You had your chance to be won, and you threw it away. You'd best remember that, you'd best remember that you had your chance. Tell me Katy, do you want off this? Because the only way off is through me, and it's only going to get more and more painful as time goes on, eventually you're going to have to ask me for something... at least, ask me for something besides mercy and pity. He approached her from behind, taking his right arm and wrapping it around her torso from behind, going up to her chest where he began to feel her breast, his finger and thumb giving her nipple a quick pinch and tug before pulling back. He began to rapidly flick it now instead, as he pulled her body weight into him and began to kiss at her neck, slowly playing kiss after kiss into the soft skin of her nape. His left hand, meanwhile, had found one of her legs and had begun to slowly stroke two of his fingers up and down her soft inner thigh. He smiled as he brought that hand very slowly up and down her inner thigh, eventually taking his hand and bringing it to her slit. His hand searched for her clit, finding it with his index finger and beginning to roll it in soft circles as he pulled his lips away from her skin but kept his hot breath raining down upon the soft flesh. His voice was warm, inviting and low as he spoke this time, entirely changing gears on the poor girl, Come on Katy... it's not so hard to ask me for something. You'll find a pretty reasonable guy with time, you just need to swallow that pride and ask me to let you off. I know it can't be very comfortable for you, and I know you're scared that I'll say no... but... you should consider giving me a chance. After all, I am a man of good taste, of every woman in our class, in our school... there was no better pick than you.
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How can you expect me to give into you? Why couldn't you just... she sobbed, yet it sounded almost like a laugh- tinged with delirium. Ask me to the movies.... bring me flowers... the idea of him doing anything normal was bizarre and impossible at this point, but yet his obsession with her left so many questions posed. And speaking did help distract her from things she wished wasn't happening, drew a little attention away from the sensations- both pleasant and painful- that his hands and doings caused. She focused on his voice, her own words, to help stave off the darkness that threatened to cloud her completely. And maybe, just maybe, stall what was unfortunately rather inevitable at this point. When he stepped behind her, she couldn't help but twist her head back to try to watch him, wanting to at least be aware of what he was up to- but she couldn't look everywhere at once, and she could only get peripheral vision of his movements... she couldn't twist her neck like an owl, after all. Each touch as it came, even when she saw it coming.... made her jump and yelp like she'd been touched with a hot poker, whether it hurt or not. The direct contact was frightening, there was nothing she could compare this touch to... how violated she felt... the closer he got to her slit, the more tense and apprehensive she became, unable to help but to look down at herself, watching his hand helplessly as he caressed and stroked her- making shudders shoot up and down her spine as unwilling pleasure set in. Come on Katy... it's not so hard to ask me for something. You'll find a pretty reasonable guy with time, you just need to swallow that pride and ask me to let you off. I know it can't be very comfortable for you, and I know you're scared that I'll say no... but... you should consider giving me a chance. After all, I am a man of good taste, of every woman in our class, in our school... there was no better pick than you. You'll just make me do something worse if I ask, she sobbed- there was no degree of trust between them yet, how could there be? Yet even Katy had to admit that him pulling her weight up against him did relieve a little of her pain... even if the feel of his skin against hers made her want to claw off all her skin just to get the scent of him off her. Terror was such a maddening thing, and hers was potent- poisoning her mind, creating a cornered animal out of her. The change of tactics only left her more confused and frustrated, because she didn't know which part of him to expect or believe.