Dahlia Mountain

Broken

The truck screeched to a halt in front of a stunning house that both blended in perfectly with the woods around it and also stood out with its floor to ceiling windows in a mid century modern meets lumberjack vibe. There were lights and sounds pouring out from inside and more than a couple cars in the drive. "Fuck" came the exasperated reaction from the man beside me. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I've got friends staying in my guest house and forgot Thursday nights are our new movie night. Looks like they've got a crowd in my living room right now." He had his face buried in his hands. "Maybe we could sneak in and try to stay quiet until the movie's over and folks start to leave?" I asked. He leveled a concerned look at me and said "If you think that there's anything I'll be doing to you tonight that you can try to be quiet through then I worry that you don't understand the seriousness of the situation you've agreed to." Wet heat pooled in my core at what I took as the hottest threat I'd ever heard. "What's your suggestion then?" I snapped back. He paused a moment then said "We'll sit here until I'm able to go in and then movie night with my friends it is." I started to whine a protest when he shushed me saying "hearing your lovely voice whining isn't going to help me be ready to go in any faster." So we sat there and he talked. He told me about his house and its fascinating history. It had been built as a forest escape by a somewhat famous mid century architect and it was a source of great pride to Nathan to keep it up. I lost myself in watching his joy as he described the work he'd done on it and the history and beauty of the surrounding forests. I was so caught up in him that I almost forgot the burning need between my thighs... almost.

When we finally made our way inside it was to a raucous group of thirty and forty something's who had clearly been into the wine and were hardly paying attention to the black and white film playing on the pull down theater screen in the living room. They quieted when we entered and Nathan made introductions "Guys this is Jo, I've invited her to movie night." One of the guys, Steve (who I learned was one of the occupants of the guest house) spoke up "Well, this is new. Welcome, join us!" And he took a large swig from an open and apparently communal wine bottle in his hand before handing it to me. Nathan took it from me and passed it on before disappearing behind the kitchen bar and coming back with a rocks glass of amber liquid for me. I took his glass and set it back on the bar motioning him to lean down to me. I whispered into his ear "thank you for being a wonderful host but I want to be sober for tonight." His eyes met mine and he replied "are you sure? A little buzz can make things easier." I answered him " I don't want easier, I want every promise you've made to me tonight and I want to feel them without the numbing effects of alcohol. If you're going to break me then do it... fully. Please. If a mountain... a god of a man offers to destroy you then you don't look to avoid the pain."

"Movie night's over!" Nathan bellowed into the room. "You guys can continue drinking over at the guest house if you want but we're done here." And in that moment I was over his shoulder upside down and he was taking the stairs two at a time up to his bedroom. All in one instant I hit the bed hard, the breath knocked out of me, and my sundress was pulled over my head with my arms left tangled up in it above my head somewhere. My underwear were ripped from my body and then he was in me. All the way in me. He tore a scream from my lips as he came to a stop deep within me, too deep. He pulled back and was instantly in me again to the hipbones. It didn't matter that I had been soaking wet for hours. It may have made entry easier, though only slightly, my opening unwilling to take in that much girth. But my body had to reposition things inside of me in the wake of him. Obscene animated porns flashed through my mind (you know the ones.) As his thrusts continued they increased in speed and roughness. My screams came each time he bottomed out in what felt like it had to be far enough up into my rib cage to be my heart. Tears were streaming down my face. I thought to myself there's no way he isn't truly destroying me. I'm going to die here tonight under this Mountain of a man. He grabbed my face hard then pausing his torturous pounding for just a moment "tell me you remember your safe word sweet girl" he demanded. My mind was reeling and I didn't understand what he was saying for a minute. He repeated his question as the fog of my brain struggled to focus in on his words. I shook my head to clear some of the fog "I know it!" I cried out, unwilling to consider using it even now when I felt certain it would be too late for me anyhow. The damage that had been done couldn't be survivable. Then in a whirlwind of new pain the relentless pace continued, picked up even. I was sobbing between thrusts and screaming at the apex of each one. Without slowing his pace the god above me, the god destroying me said "little one, breathe, find your pleasure, don't forget yourself in your desire to please me." And I drew in a ragged breath. I locked eyes with him and though his were fogged with lust I saw his command there. "Breathe." I started breathing between each thrust. I felt the throbbing of my sex as his body rocked against it with each movement, and then my pleasure hit me with the full force of this massive creature tearing me apart. I still screamed with each thrust but every one built a higher and higher tower of pleasure in me until all at once everything crashed down around me and my screams became thank yous and my sobs were ones of ultimate pleasure. He slowed and then stilled completely as my body spasmed around his massive member. I was sobbing in earnest now. "That's my good little girl" he said "that's one, we'll keep going until you lose count. This was the easy portion of tonight. Things will get truly painful from here on out. Remember to always seek your pleasure first." "Can I beg you to stop?" I asked, tears still streaking down my face. "I would love that, little one. And as long as RED doesn't cross those perfect lips I won't stop, but please please do beg me."