Oh dear lord no! This can't be happening. I don't want to have sex with a psycho!
He moved closer. I teared up. He pulled my shirt over my head. I cried. He yanked my pants down. I sobbed. He kissed my neck, my chest. He tweaked and teased my overly sensetive nipples. I was being molested.. I was enjoying it below but not above.
He pulled his iwn shirt off. I paniced. He unzipped his jeans and pushed them down along with his boxers. I trued to push him away. He hooked his hands under my knees and pushed me legs to my chest. I struggled. He smirked and leaned down licking over my hole. He stuck his tomgue in and explored confidently, trying to stretch me only some. He pulled away and licked his lips then lined himself up. Raw. No lube. No anything. He thrusted himself in me quickly before I could protest. I screamed in agony. He stood still and and continued to kiss my skin until he deemed me ready. I wasn't. He rocked and thrusted his hips slowly and gently. I moaned. Whether in pain or pleasure, I did not know.
He sped up and I gasped as he somehow hit my prostate. He reacted and hit it over and over, faster and harder. I was moaning, grunting, scratching, and probably drooling. I felt sick. So sick.
His hand surprised me. It wrapped around my shaft and worked it. I bucked my hips and whined for more. He went faster and slid his hand down to fumble with lower areas that sent me into overdrive. I didn't want to. Not for him. But I came. I came with a loud cry of his acidic tasting name.
He came soon after. Not daring to oull out until he finished. When he did I cried again. It hurt. I could feel dripping and could smell metal. I was bleeding... He raped me. And now he is pulling me into his arms appologizing for hurting me so much. I let it happen. There was no way to leave wothout pissing him off. I let him hold me as I cried. I let him cuddle with me as he slept. I fell asleep lazily with my head on his chest. It was nice.. Until I realized who he was.
I woke up. He was gone, but the pain wasn't.. He had set out clothes for me. He had set bath oils next to them. Candles were on top of them. Books were there to.
He came back in naked. He saw me awake a grinned.
"Ready for a bath?" Said the devil himself. Nikolai..
