On a beautiful spring morning turned quiet afternoon, becca stood all alone in her apartment's kitchen at the sink washing zucchini, squash, and cucumbers for a dinner salad. She heard a slight noise upstairs, but chalked it up to the cats wrestling. With the water running, she failed to hear the light footsteps behind her.
Suddenly an arm wrapped around her chest and a hand covered her mouth. She tensed in fear...her rent-controlled apartment lay in the center of a BAD neighborhood. Then she smelled a familiar scent of sandalwood and felt pointy nails touching her cheek and she knew it was her lover, J, come to give her another of his famous "surprises".
"Bitch", he growled, staying in his role as rapist, "I am gonna take my hand away, and if you know what's good for you, you won't scream...nod your head if you understand."
becca gave a slight nod, and "the man" took his hand away.
becca IMMEDIATELY started to scream, but he read her mind and clamped his hand back over her mouth. He pushed her forward over the sink and said, "That'll cost you"
Using his body to hold her against the counter, he released his left hand from her chest and grabbed a clean dishtowel. He let go of her mouth and promptly whipped the cloth around her head, gagging her. becca wriggled and moaned but didn't struggle TOO hard. "The man" now pushed her lower with his left hand on the back of her neck, forcing her face closer to the sink. He moved his body back a bit and said, "Time to pay."
CRACK!
His right hand arced to becca's bottom, making a loud slap over her pj's, but only giving just enough sting to make her itch inside.
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
The hand came down again and again, spreading the warmth and sting all over her ass, making the itch inside progressively worse. becca couldn't help herself, she slid a hand inside her jammie shorts and under her panties to touch her clit. Her lover saw this, and a cruel, knowing smile curled his lips. He slowed the spanking, and used his hand to slide her shorts and panties down. becca stopped stroking in order to use both hands to assist him. In a trice, her bottoms lay on the floor at her feet, and her lover's hand caressed her buttocks, feeling the slight heat from their redness.
Teasingly, he slid one finger down the cleavage of her buttocks, sliding just a bit in between. It danced along her anus, then lower to touch the moisture seeping from her lips. His finger brushed her fingertips there, as they resumed their dance inside her.
The touch was like an electric charge. Pushing his pelvis against her to hold her close against the counter, her released her neck, allowing her to straighten a bit. He reached around with both hands and roughly fondled her breasts through her top. His teeth found the pulse beat in her neck, and his lips closed over it as he bit softly, grinding his hips against hers. Becca sighed through the gag.
Pulling his mouth away, he leaned back a bit, grasped the bottom of her pajama top, and yanked it up, forcing her to break her hands away from her treasure. He slammed his hips back in, forcing a grunt from her, and reached around to roll and tug her now exposed nipples with his callused fingers. He whispered dirty things in her ear, keeping up the "evil rapist" act, calling her a nasty little slut who was going to get hers. She smiled a little, hoping for exactly that.
Stepping back a bit, he unzipped his jeans and, without bothering to remove them, slid his rampant cock out. Pushing his body back up against hers, he stoked his cock in the cleft of her ass. He released one beleaguered nipple, pulled the gag out of her mouth, and grasped her hair. Yanking her head back, he licked up the line of her neck and stopped at her ear, whispering "Tell me little slut, do you want to get FUCKED?"
becca mewled, not sure what to say. Of COURSE she wanted his cock inside her, but if she said the wrong thing he might just laugh his evil laugh and leave her there on the brink.
Impatient with her silence, he tugged hard on her hair and said "I KNOW you're a slut, and sluts BEG for cock. If you want me to fuck you, say PLEASE"
becca trembled, and managed to choke out "p...pplease!"
"Please WHAT little slut?"
"Please...I...I want it, I want..." She broke off, stammering over the words.
Growling in disgust at her timidness, he twisted her nipple viciously. "Well slut, if you don't want it enough to say the words I guess I can just leave you here like this."