She looked up at him startled. She thought she was doing what he wanted. John told her “I said kiss it, bitch, not suck it yet.” The truth is John liked it; he just got off on slapping her in the face. She went back to kissing and then he said “OK now suck me off.” HE loved being in control of her. She was happy to hear this she had been imagining this since the first time they had spoken she knew what to do. She started rubbing his shaft and taking as much as she could without gagging. John liked it and let her go for a minute or so, but then he had been imagining what he would make her do since they had first started talking too. He told her to stop using her hands. She put her hands on his legs just to keep her balance. As Mary did this John grabbed her hair and thrust her head down onto his cock so deep she started gagging. This excited him but she had not been ready for it. He let up a little and she got back into the swing. He said be ready for it this time. She braced herself, after all she wanted him to use her like this. John did it again and this time even though Mary gagged a little she handled it well. She was being so great for him that he couldn’t hold back any longer. He came down the back of her throat. She knew it was coming and tried not to spill a drop.

John told Mary to stand and helped her to her feet. John stepped back and looked at her. She was even more beautiful he thought after a little bit of misuse and abuse. Her mascara was running slightly from her tears earlier but they had stopped now. Her breasts were so perky he realized that he hadn’t done anything to them yet. He walked over and rubbed her breast with one hand and her clit with the other. She was wet and tried to grind herself into his hand. He took one of her nipples and pulled it lightly. She cooed a bit and followed his hand so he decided to twist her nipple a little. Mary’s pussy flowed a little when he did. John decided to tweak it as hard as he could. Mary loved it. She was already so turned on by sucking his dick that this just sent her over the edge. John wasn’t surprised by that she had cum to orgasm easily when they had phone sex during the time they couldn’t meet. She always loved the parts where he had told her how rough he would be with her. He pushed her back on the bed and crawled on top of her he held her down and tweaked both of her nipples as hard as he could. Mary felt chills go down her body she felt what she could have sworn was lightning hitting her pussy coming from her nipples. John tweaked her and slapped her and held her hands down. She was in such ecstasy that she couldn’t really control herself anymore. She wanted him inside her. She wouldn’t have to wait long. John flipped her over and spread her legs. He had her on all fours and put his cock against her pussy. He thrust it inside her so hard and fast that it caught her a little off guard. All she could say was “…Please….” and “….Oh, fuck…” She began to scream and moan he buried her head in a pillow. She was getting violated with great force but she loved it she began to orgasm hard and long. When she started John reached around and grabbed her nipples and tweaked them more. She had never felt like this she was cumming harder than ever. With the last throws of her last orgasm she screamed “John, I love you.” With that John fucked her as hard and fast as he could and came into her filling her with cum. It felt so good to her after all the roughness of the evening. She lied there satisfied for a few moments.

She did love him. This man had found a way to give her what she wanted and she wouldn’t have to feel guilty about it. After ward John started to leave but she said “Baby, don’t go.” I just got raped and I need you to hold me.

He did just that Mary fell asleep in her future husband’s arms that night. The next morning, he raped her again

I would come in late at night and catch you while you were sleeping. I would tape your hands and feet then I would gag you. They have some really nice gags at most sex shops that have a piece that goes in your mouth like the tip of a cock. I’d get one of those and use it on you. Then I would take you out to a SUV I rented and throw you in the back and tie you down so you couldn’t be seen. I would take you miles into the hills and then turn off the road. I would try to find an abandoned log cabin or something like that, but I couldn’t on this occasion.

I would get far enough from the road that no one could see us. (Or the car.) I would have stopped by a hardware store on my way out and purchased all kinds of things. I know what I like at home depot. Dowels, duct tape, zip ties, small wood clamps, needles, rope, chains and hardware. (I bet you never go through the hardware department without looking again) Knowing it would be cold I would bring a few five gallon jugs of ice water with us. You would have seen all that stuff in the vehicle on the way there. I would take you out and strip you naked. Probably shredding your clothes and making them unusable for good. You would kick me and try to run away. Before you could get very far I would grab your hair and pull you back to me. I would say “You stupid little slut. You can’t get away. Come here and get raped if you try to fight it will only be worse.” I would rip and tear your clothes off of you. I would lead you around by your hands and you would be trying to reason with me still at this point. You would tell me about the law and prison time and that it isn’t worth it to throw my life away. I wouldn’t listen. I would tell you “If you don’t shut the fuck up, you won’t make it through this, Bitch!” I would take your hands and open the back of the SUV. The spare tire would be on a frame that swung out and you would be tied to it. I would then take out the dowels and begin to smack you all over with them. At this point I would take off your gag so that I could hear you scream. I would cane you for quite a while. You would start to realize that there is no way out for you and all you have to look forward to for the foreseeable future is getting beat and raped by a stranger you happened to talk to on myspace. I would take a certain amount of pleasure in striking you in very sensitive places on your body and hearing the resulting begs and pleas. I would strike your breasts, your back and upper legs and your ass. I would pull your leg up exposing your tight little pussy and your nice large lips. I would strike them relentlessly with the cane as you screamed and begged for me to stop. After a while I would beat you and rub your pussy alternately until you began rubbing back against my hand for comfort from the cane. Reason has left you by this point and I just take you and spread your legs apart and fuck you from behind. You are wet and grind back against me hard to ease the pain I have inflicted on you. I would attach the clamps to your nipples and clit as I fuck you. After I cum inside you I would have to rest for a moment but your torture would continue. I would take needles and pierce your nipple. I would have so much fun I would probably pierce the other one. I would twist them and tweak them. I would take out another needle and prick you with it all over at random. I would move it all around your tits and then down your sides around to your ass and all over your body then I would bring it around to your pussy and prick your lips and inner thighs. Then wanting to see you really squirm I would pierce your clit slowly and deliberately. I would bend the needles around so that their points would be out of the way. (I wouldn’t want to pierce myself while I raped you) I would fuck you again while twisting and tweaking your tits and clit. I would pull your hair and run my hands all over your body violating every part of you and then I would fuck you in the ass with your head pulled back so I could see your expression. I would do it fast and hard and I would make sure it hurt. There would be no warm up to stretch it out first. I would just ram my throbbing hardened cock in there hard and fast. I would probably tear you a little causing you to bleed. You would scream as you try to squeeze your ass tightly and keep me out but I would zip tie your leg to the bumper so that you couldn’t keep me out by squeezing them together and crossing you legs. I would kiss your neck and bite your ear. When I came I would whisper to you “I’m going to cum up your ass and there is nothing you can do about it.” This would be the best thing you have felt from me all night. As I cum I would slow my pace and massage your back and sore spots on your body. Feeling you relax I would taunt you some more saying “Oh, you SLUT! You liked that. Did you? You want more cum injected up your ass? You’re dirty and you need to be punished” Then I would pull out the rope and take several strands and put them together. I would flog you with the heavy rope, like a cat of nine tails and then cane you some more.

I would untie your hands and turn you around so that you can see me. I would tie your hands spread apart to the handles in the back of the SUV and then tie your legs apart and fuck you while I smacked you round and looked you in the eyes. I would want you to look at me while I was violating you. I would smack your face and molest your tits. I would twist the needles they still had sticking through them. I would pinch and grab you. I would hold your breast in my hand. Feeling its weight and then bouncing it around a little before grabbing the whole thing and squeezing it like a water balloon until you winced in pain.

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After I was happy that you had been thoroughly violated I would tie you sturdily to the back of the SUV and drag you through the dirt. I would make sure it wasn’t enough to kill you or even scrape you up that badly. I would get out and wash you off with the ice water. You would be freezing and trying to cuddle with me for warmth. I would keep splashing you in sensitive areas until you were clean and I was satisfied with your over all level of misery. Down the center of your back and your breasts, all over your pussy.

After that I would take that rope that I had drug you around with and take the part that wasn’t attached to your hands and throw it over a tree limb. I would cane you until you begged me to let you die and then I would rape you again. I would pull the needles out of you breasts and bite your tits hard. Then I would tweak the needle in your clit and maybe even add another one.

I would untie you completely and pin you down face in the dirt and fuck you from behind. I would like the feeling of actually controlling you with my body as opposed to restraining you with all those artificial means. I would press down against you and push your face into the ground as I tore your tight little pussy and reamed it with sand and my cock. You would have stopped fighting back and let it happen. You even try to enjoy it a little and thrust back against me now.

Then I would let you up and tell you that you had done very well and that I was going to take you home and help you put yourself back together. When we got there I would wrap something around you so that we could go in together and draw a bath for you. Then I would step in with you and rape you again up against the tile wall. This time I would kiss you and rub your G-spot and make you cum hard. Then after that we would sink into the bath together and I would wash you gently all over.

You walk out the door into the wall mart parking lot. Your car is only a hundred feet from the door and that’s good for wall mart. It is dead there at this time on a week night and you were just there to pick up some essentials. You get in your car and head home callously throwing the bag onto the passenger’s seat. You are in such a hurry that you didn’t lock your door or even check the car. I am in the back. I was laying down on the back seat almost too big to miss but you did anyway. At the first light I pop my head up and look around. You become aware of my presence but it’s too late. I put my hand around your chest holding you in place and the other hand brings a gun up to your temple. I use your breast to hold you still but you want to write it off as a handle of convenience. “If you do what I say, then you won’t get hurt.” I lie. It is a lie but you don’t know that yet and it sounds good to you so you cooperate with every command I give you. I give you directions to my place and you follow them not knowing the destination. I grope your breast the whole way thee but you just grin and bear it because you don’t want to anger me. That is the only smart move you make.

When we get there you start to wonder how I am planning on letting you go, knowing where I live. My place is nice and secluded. I have neighbors a couple hundred yards away but they can’t see here because of the trees. I reach around you and throw the car in park and grab the keys. You realize now that you will indeed “get hurt” if you continue to follow my orders. You fling the door open and try to run. I run faster than you do and you are quickly caught, thrown to the ground and Gagged. Only after you were gagged did you even consider screaming. I cuffed your hands behind you with genuine steal cuffs. You fumble around to find a quick release but there isn’t one. I pick you up by your hair and drag you into the house. Up the steps through the door and down some more steps before you even lift your head up. You find yourself in my basement. It is a makeshift dungeon full of improvised implements. You are starting to cry now. Before you had not realized the depth of my depravity but now looking around at drills with dildos where the bits should be and saw horses fitted with restraints, eye hook anchors in the wall with chains and wrist straps. There was even a bed and what looked like some spartan living quarters. You realize that this will be slow and it will last longer than you could previously imagine. Several of the items had not been modified. There were canes and clamps that looked as if they had been taken right off the shelf. You would find out though that I enjoyed using tools I had made with my own two hands.

I reached around you calmly and gently to remove your shorts. You had not dressed up to go out and are only wearing a skimpy T shirt and some shorts. You also have on some normal panties and a bra, along with your shoes. I take the shorts off and you stand there shocked not even fighting back. My slow methodical movements along with the overwhelming scope of your situation causes you to disconnect from reality for a moment. When you come back, you will be naked and exposed. You let me remove your clothes but kept one hand in front across your breasts and the other in front of your pussy. I let you keep that small sense of comfort only as long as it suits my purpose and not a second longer. I have to cut your shirt off but I do it gently so that it won’t alarm you. When you are naked I take your hands and connect the cuffs still on your wrist to a rope with a hook on it. It goes to the roof of the basement twenty feet over our heads and around a pulley attached there. I yank down on the other end and you are exposed in a position you don’t even fully understand how you came to be in. You object but I don’t even listen. I am too busy carrying out my plan.

It the exposure that brought you back to reality. I run my hands up and down your body and you try to move away from me but you just swing back to me every time. I run my fingers up your sides brushing your breasts and down the middle of your stomach making it turn as they trace the lines of your abs. You don’t think they are that great but I am enthralled with my catch this evening. I let my hand come up to your breast again and hold it in my hand feeling the weight of it and bouncing it a few times. “Don’t touch me you sick freak!” You scream through your gag and try to kick me but I grab your leg and pull it until you can’t fight back. The heft of that breast begs me to check the other and I do. I bring my other hand up to the left breast now feeling it the same way and bouncing it as well. I hold the pair admiring them. Then I squeeze them together to see what they would look like in a push up bra. “Very nice.” I say. You start crying. It’s a compliment but you would rather I had not found you worthy of the ensuing session. You are being violated and find yourself completely powerless to stop me.

I turn around and grab a cane. Canes are readily available to me in this place. I bend and flex it in front of you and you start begging me not to. Your pleas and cries come through but the exact words are unintelligible. It didn’t really matter. I wasn’t going to stop anyway. I walk around behind you and you turn to look at me as I do. I realize that you are still able to turn on that one axis and you need to be further restrained. I tie your feet apart to anchors in the cement floor. They stabilize you and grant me access to the more delicate parts of your womanhood. I walk around you completely twice taunting you by swinging the cane through the air. You hear it swishing and whirring. You are tense and in pain already because you have little support for yourself now aside from the cuffs. They have only begun to dig into your wrists. Before I am through they will bleed but death will not be kind to you. It will not come and save you from the plans I have for you.