Thread: Downfall [BMTH & Nighthaven]

Now, there was something, something both annoying, and promising. Annoying in that Aimee refused to settle for a term that was to Stan's advantage, and that she so stubbornly tried to hold onto her pride, although he was not aware of how he miscalculated on her basing her words on her dislike for anal interactions. And promising in that she gave off the determination to give him every reason to hurt and humiliate her in her struggle to hold onto her independence, the moment she would realise that she wont leave his place again, least, not without plenty of scars, she would surely give him every reason to enjoy a true rape experience over and over again before she would slowly break into submission. Heck, the way she was bartering right now, she was likely to try quite a few times to even humiliate herself for him, just for the chance of lenience, making her such a damn charming catch, not only by her lovely appeal. Though, how the fuck was he going to get the price he craved from her ? True, outright rape, it was a rush, enjoyable to him, though more then bluntly causing pain for his pleasure, he loved, craved even to humiliate and degrade his victim, and this god damn slut was wiggling around already, so that she was driving his plans into a corner. Alone the way she outright deflected his offer, which was interwoven with a threat to her life, it put him on trial to prove himself. Sure, he could just accept her counter offer, but that would make him look weak, and he hated not being in control. Besides, if he gave in just to get her to her place, she would surely realise herself that it would have been to easy, and that likely he wont hold his word after the blowjob. No, she was to smart for that, and didn't, in the slightest, give the impression of a girl that would foolishly cling to some measly hope. And the forest ? Well, he could play that game, rape her hard, until she begged for mercy, until she could be taken home. But, while sounding like quite a rush, it still lacked that special something he craved, besides, chances where that, the moment he took the left, she would come to the conclusion that, if she was to die anyway, it would be on her terms. She did give that impression, and he Stan didn't feel like struggling with some crazy bitch, trying to steer the vehicle into the next tree. No, Stan felt, there was just one thing he could truly do, and that was, tell her the truth, least, part of it, and let her know that there was no more choice for her left other then trying to work for her freedom, or just go through a world of hurt. Sheesh Girl. he finally mused, the annoyance, and a healthy dose of spite in his voice as she was pushing him there. Well. Playtime is over then, I'll just be fucking what I crave then, starting with your pussy. And either your going to play along and save yourself a world of hurt, or I am going to beat and rape you until I am sated. he exclaims, starting the car back up to pull it onto the road, aiming to make the last part of the drive which, by his guess, should take no more then another five minutes now. Mm, though, do resist, please. You might just be the first bitch I might consider to keep locked up. Always was more fun when you where kicking and screaming back then.. he added with a honest grin, leaving Aimee now with a more permanent threat as he kept the gun's muzzle pressed against her left hip, suggesting a cruel Do be still now, you can kick and scream all you like soon. , meaning to cut short all means of crazy interventions on her side, and he was quite thankful for the cars automatic feature, so that, save for the use of his turning lights, he pretty much could steer with one hand for now, which was impermissible if he had to manually shift gears.