Thread: Levirate (Google and skittish_butterfly)

As he pulled her through the apartment, choking her all the while with the belt around her neck Jacob took his time to examine his surroundings, taking it all in with a great deal of curiosity. The apartment was significantly smaller then his own penthouse but there was something beyond just the size there that he had a hard time putting into words. This place wasn't just a place where someone lived, ate and fucked, this was a home for people who cared for each other. His own penthouse was very large, expensively furnished, to him it was near perfection but compared to this place it felt... sterile. Oh he loved his penthouse, it was a monument to his own success and pleasures but after just a few minutes in here it felt a little bit cold... and an idea occurred to him, a thought that would make her suffer. I love your apartment... He whispered as he finally let go of the belt and gave her a little push towards her bed, the belt still hanging in his left hand like a threat that was moments away from being acted on. Of course I call it your apartment but right now its essentially mine. I think perhaps I might stay here for a few days, that way we can have our honey moon somewhere that you are already very comfortable. Before, oh before she had allowed his brother to get her out of the marriage, Jacob had prepared a honeymoon for her, he had planed to take her to Hawaii for two weeks of fun, sun, and introduction to countless carnal pleasures. Oh she might not have loved him but she would have come to love him, learned to crave him with her every breath. Of course she still would end up learning to love him, it was surprising what time and torment would do to a woman. Standing between Constance and the door, knowing that she wouldn't be able to get past him and confident that she was smart enough not to fight him when she would just suffer in the attempt, Jacob looked around the room and took in the details. It was so different from his own bedroom, the soft colors no doubt a comfort to her but his own bedroom was wonderfully rich crimson that seemed almost blood red when the sun was allowed through the large windows but without the sunlight, in the dark they seemed nearly black, it was a beautifully sensual effect that offset the similarly colored silk sheets on his bed and the rich hardwood that the furniture was constructed from. Of course if I am going to stay here then I will need you to clean up a bit, I can't stand that kind of mess. Of course he was just tormenting her at the moment, a way to make her suffer as he started to unbutton his shirt. Perhaps it was petty cruelty but he had been looking forward to this for quite a while, even when it had been unlikely that he would ever be able to have the sort of power over her that he desired he had dreamed of the day he would be able to make her suffer. Shirt unbuttoned, chest and abs earned through hard work revealed before the shirt was tossed aside to fall on the floor, more that she could clean up later on. His hand then went to work unbuttoning his slacks, much easier to do with one hand then undoing his belt had been and as he worked he spoke a little more just to torment her. Of course for the last five years you were the only thing I thought of, I have fucked half a dozen young women, all slim and gorgeous red heads... I broke a few of them. He was proud, he sounded proud of that, he wanted her to know that he was proud of the fact that others had suffered in her place. I called them practice... Zipper pulled down, slacks allowed to fall and pool on the floor at his feet, he hadn't bothered with underwear that day so his cock stood free in an instant, sticking out from his body in ten inches of thick flesh that he would soon be stuffing into her even as she objected to it. Crouching slightly he reached into the pocket of his fallen pants, pulling out a small bottle of clear and slippery fluid that he held up so she could see it... oh he was cruel but fucking her ass dry held little appeal to him as it would just hurt him as much as it hurt her. The slight comfort that the lube provided her would give him an immense amount of pleasure and still allow him to enjoy her suffering. Stepping out of his pants he was quick to kick off his shoes and then his socks as he advanced on her, taking his time just to frighten her as she was backed towards the bed. She climbed up onto the bed, no doubt just trying to scramble away from him but in truth she was just making it easier to get a hold of her, the belt dropped on the edge of the bed as he snatched at one of her ankles to pull her to the edge of the bed, her ass just barely resting here at the perfect level for what he would be doing next. You could close your eyes and pretend this isn't happening. He pointed out with a smirk as he thumbed open the lube bottle, pouring a generous amount of the thick warming gel over his cock and then another measure poured out over her, down onto her cunt and allowed to slip down, it was tempting to just lean down and take a taste, he had always wondered what she tasted like but there was no way he would be playing nice with her right then and the thought was discarded even as he threw the half emptied bottle of lube over his shoulder. But if you do that I will take my belt to your cunt, I will hurt you in ways that you can't imagine... so keep yours eyes on me Constance and think about how much easier it would have been to marry me all those years ago. Jacob shifted his hips, bent his legs a little bit, grabbing her other ankle in his now free hand, lifting and spreading her wide for him. A smile on his face, this was the moment of triumph, there was nothing that could stop him as he slowly pressed forward, the head of his cock pressing against the perfect little pucker of her ass, rested there for a just a second as he savored the moment, and then he was pushing forward, taking his time as he began to penetrate her ass, robbing her of her last virgin orifice.