Amethyst Deflowered

5 years later...

Amethyst pulled her two-door Ford Escort into the parking lot of the day care center at about 5:00 pm. A bouncy, smiling little girl with long black hair and piercing blue eyes happily greeted her at the door with an enthusiastic hug. Piper was her daughter. 4 years old and a result of the rape that stole her innocence. Tess had struggled with the pregnancy, too religious to consider abortion, too embarrassed to disclose the circumstances surrounding the conception to talk to couples about adoption. No, from the first moment she felt the tiny being within her kick, she decided she would keep her. After all, she was just as much hers, maybe more so, than "his". The only feature the child seemed to inherit from her unknown paternal figure was his eyes. Piercing blue, but not cold like his, warm and curious. Piper had become her reason for being the last 5 years, her sun, moon, and stars as far as she was concerned.

Raising her daughter as a single mother in a small, gossipy town, was not an easy task. Tess received more than her share of snide remarks and smirks from her former school mates who had always branded her "ice queen". For the eternal virgin to get knocked up, while unmarried, was unthinkable but humorous to most of them. She would never satisfy their curiosity by answering questions about Piper and her absentee father. While she had reported the rape to the local police, it was far from common knowledge and she liked it that way.

Piper chattered unmercifully all the way back to their 2 bedroom duplex. Tess sighed and nodded at her adorable daughter, but continued to re-live the days events at the restaurant. She was the "big boss" now, after working there for the last 8 years. Firings, hiring's , schedules and payroll filled her day and most of her evenings. Pulling into the driveway, she questioned Piper as to her dinner preferences, and absent-mindedly unlocked the door, dropping her folder of paperwork onto the foyer table. Piper's response was always the same, macaroni and cheese and tonight Tess didn't have the strength to debate it's nutritional value. Boiling the noodles in a small pot, she allowed Piper to mix in the powder cheese and milk, making the little girl's day. The both ate at a small table in the kitchen, discussing the day's events. Piper chattered away about the happenings at day care. Someone wasn't her friend anymore but that was all right because someone else new was now her companion. Tess giggled and enjoyed Piper's simple outlook at life.

After dinner and a bit of TV, Piper was bathed and tucked into bed. The usual nightly routine of one more kiss and one more hug, a "good night, sleep tight, don't let the bedbugs bite, but if they do, hit them with your shoe" recital was always a requirement. Flicking off the overhead lamp and turning on the tiny night light, Tess shut her door and headed down the hall to her own room. Changing into sweats and a baby doll t-shirt, her standard pajamas, she settled herself Indian style on the bed and began her nightly paperwork. Facts and figures swimming through her head pasted the time quickly, checking the clock she frowned to see it was already after midnight. She had work early in the morning and should call it a night. Stacking the offensive paperwork on her nightstand, she made one more trip to the bathroom before checking on Piper.

Opening the door slowly, as not to make it creak and wake up her light sleeper, Tess peered into the dimly lit room. Her heart caught in her throat, and she blinked twice to make sure her eyes were not playing tricks on her. There, at the foot of the small, pink themed bed, was a figure of a man. Tall, build, dressed entirely in black, including a black ski mask, he stood staring at her child. Swallowing hard, she back up quietly from the door, making a bee line for her bedroom phone. She had picked it up, listened for a dial tone, and dial 9....1....when a eerily familiar, deep voice drifted from the door way, "You don't want to do that do you? Piper could be woken up and gone by the time the police arrived.". She closed her eyes and exhaled, slowly lowering the phone back into it's cradle. "What do you want?" she inquired, not turning around. "I wanted to see my daughter, of course." came the reply at the back of her head. Whipping around quickly, she hissed, "YOU!". It was unbelievable that her attacker had returned, was truly standing before her, incomprehensible.

Stepping into her room and shutting her door, 'blue eyes' drank her in once again. She had matured over the last 5 years. Her shape had more curves, more womanly curves. The birth of a child had broadened her hips and increased her breast size. Her long, black hair was layered just below her shoulders, but the hatred in those violet eyes hadn't changed. Gathering her courage, Tess chided, "You've seen her, now leave.". 'Blue eyes' chuckled and shook his head. "I wanted to see you again, too. To thank you for taking such good care of my little girl.". Bile rose in her throat, she swallowed it down, glaring at him, "She's my little girl, she's never been yours" . She could almost feel his smile as he retorted, "You've certainly gotten some spunk since I saw you last. Wonder if that carries over into love-making.". He began to walk toward her, she backed away until she hit the far wall, no where else to go. "Love-making?" she sneered, "It's called rape, you animal.". "Tsk tsk" was his only answer as he reached for her.

Bruising her soft skin as he grabbed both her upper arms, he forced a long, deep kiss upon her mouth. Tess turned her head quickly, escaping the assault but only momentarily. 'Blue eyes' pulled her closer to him, huskily spitting into her ear, "You're going to be a good little hostess and not make me hurt you, or Piper may wake up to find 'mommy' and 'daddy' playing house.". The threat was unmistakably clear. Submit to his attack once more, or risk the welfare of her daughter. She wanted to spit in his face, the knee him between his legs, to say all the curse words she heard at work but never repeated. Instead, she nodded in understanding and awaited his next move. He bent to kiss her again, this time she remained still, but tight-lipped and stiff. "I guess you're not that spunky after all, huh?" he snorted, before shoving her down on the bed.

Immediately he was atop her, pulling off her shirt, yanking down her sweats, hungrily pawing at her body. She closed her eyes and told herself to endure this humiliation, that it would be over soon, he would leave and Piper would be safe again. When he left the bed, she popped her eyes open. He was undressing, the bedroom light still on, not a glimmer like the last time. Once again, she was surprised by how large he was, how small and helpless he made her feel. He returned naked, his hard rod rubbing against her inner thigh. "Have you been with a man since I left?" he asked. Eyebrows furrowing at such a personal question, she shook her head 'no'. "Perfect" he purred, running his calloused hands over her soft, subtle body. He kissed her again, then moved his kisses downwards , her neck, her breast, her navel. She steeled her self from moving, trying to swallow the vomit the came to her throat, as she thought of innocent, sleeping, Piper in the next room. She could endure, she'd have to.

'Blue eyes' was back at her ear again, breathing hot and excited, "I want you on your stomach.". Defeated, she flipped over slowly, and he enjoyed every movement of her tan body. Moving her hair off her back, he rubbed her skin, her buttocks, the back of her lean legs. Spreading those legs open, he once again tasted the forbidden fruit. Tess buried her head into her pillow, escaping, as he lapped her pussy into a wet, welcoming, mound of nerves. Fingering her several times before he rose up behind her, he then order her to raise her hips. She poised there, on all fours, like an animal in heat, offering herself to him. A loud exhale before he entered her from behind, then he was inside of her again.

It surprised him how tight she still was, reminding him that she had only had sex once, five years ago. The fact that no other man had been with her turned him on so much more than he had expected. She was his, she belonged to him. He had made her a woman, and then a mother. He pumped himself in and out of her pussy, as she became wetter and wetter each time. A slow smile of satisfaction covered his face beneath the ski mask, he would make her cum again. He would prove to her that this was suppose to be. Reaching around, he fingered her clit in time with the thrusts of his cock. It was only a few minutes before her body began to buck him, driving him deeper into her. Tess filled her mouth with the overlapping pillow case to muffle her moans. She would rather die than let him know how good it felt. He raised himself up again, bending one knee onto the bed, pushing himself to the hilt. This 'bottoming-out' feeling was all she could take, as her orgasm began to build. Clenching the sheets in her fists, pulling them away from the mattress, she clenched the muscles in her pussy, making her throbbing more intense. He moaned loudly at this movement, her cunt squeezing tightly around his dick. When she her howls where absorbed by the pillows, and her body stiffened all at once, he knew he had her. She exploded in orgasm, rocking herself against his cock, never wanting the waves of pleasure to end.

Now, it was his turn. With a burst of sudden energy, he slammed into her soaked pussy hard and fast. Grunting like an animal and slapping his tight balls against her ass. He kept a strong grip on her waist and moved her into him with each thrust. 'Blue eyes' came harder than ever, letting out a sound of satisfaction that sounded more like a growl than anything. His hot, white cum filled her up, and leaked slowly out, down the crevice of her ass. Tess laid down flat now, and he collapsed, exhausted and sweaty on top of her back. Huffing and puffing as he breathed, she could feel his heart raising as it beat it's rhythm against her limp body. She waited, holding her breath, for him to pull out. When he finally did, a gush of pussy juice and cum exited her, forming a small puddle on the sheets.

He moved off the bed, and began to dress. She turned, pulling her top sheet to her neck. She watched him cautiously, waiting. He looked over his shoulder at her as he buckled his belt, "You're still the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. I swear, I've tried to keep you out of my thoughts, but I just couldn't. You're like an obsession, an addiction. Last time didn't cure me, I'm not sure this time did either.". Letting his words soak in, she came to the only logical conclusion. This was not going to stop, he would be back. Tess wasn't sure she would be able to handle that. He moved around the bed once more, gave her a quick peck on the check, then left the room. She watched him walk down the stairs, away from Piper's room, and let out a sigh of relief. She reached for the phone, stared at the handset for a moment, then set it down on the cradle again.

Wrapping the sheet around her, toga style, she hurried to check on Piper. The little girl, lost in her dreams, was sleeping peacefully, having no clue what had transpired tonight. Tess thought it was best to keep it that way. She wouldn't make any reports this time, no, she would do something else. Tomorrow she would put in for a transfer and would take her daughter away from here forever. They would change their last names and start a new life, one where 'blue eyes' wouldn't find them. She hoped.