Rape was something you heard about on the news, not something you should have experience with. It was hard to reconcile herself to the fact that it'd happened to her.
Ruby paid for her groceries and listlessly loaded everything into her trunk. It was a hot summer day, her favourite kind of weather, but she had abandoned her usual skimpy bodysuit and short skirts in favour of the oversized baggy T-shirt and jeans.
Throughout high school, college, and adulthood, Ruby had always thought women had all the power. Boys---men were just so
damned
stupid. Dangled a feminine body in front of them and they chased around it like dogs chased their own tails. Ruby especially loved to let them think they could have a piece of her, only to reject and taunt them at the last moment. They were always too meek and timid to do anything other than accepting their stupidity. The pushovers, jeeez.
Then it happened a week ago. A man came and took her power away. He beat her, used her, and made her body betray her. Now for the first time in her life, she felt afraid.
Ruby pulled into her driveway and took all her groceries inside. She dragged her feet to her bedroom and just wanted to go to sleep again.
But he was already there. Her rapist was seated on her bed with his chin resting on his knuckles. He was wearing a dress shirt and tie.
Did he come here from work?
He looked up at her and said mildly, "Finally."
Meanwhile, Ruby's breath stopped. Her face turned a bright red when his eyes ran over her body. She almost began to faint when her breathing returned, and she spun around to run. It was a bad idea. By the time she got to the stairs she heard noises.
Loud
noises of herself moaning in ecstasy, like a trashy, over-dramatic porn star.
She stepped back inside her bedroom to face him. On her TV screen was her taking a vigorous fucking with a dildo in her mouth. Judging by the noises she was making and the way she was grinding her hips against him, anyone would say she'd absolutely enjoyed the sex.
The rape
. She reminded herself. It'd been rape. She averted her gaze and found his video camera sitting on her shelf, the red dot blinking steadily. Her heart sank, and her hands started shaking in extreme anxiety.
I don't want to.
"I'm here now. Please turn it off," she pleaded softly.
He took the CD out from her CD player (Ruby was relieved when her TV screen turned black) and placed it inside a cover, then left it on her desk. He then came back to sit on the bed. "Take off your clothes."
She slowly took her shirt off with her trembling hands, her jeans, then her bra...going through the motions as her mind tried to make sense of the hundreds of her scattered thoughts. She tried to find hatred for this man, but she couldn't. She found discomfort, reluctance, confusion, frustration, helplessness, fear, so much fear.
He pulled her naked body onto his lap. He then pulled her hair back so he could capture her mouth with his own. His free hand caressed her neck, skimmed past her hard nipple, and finally squeezed her firm ass cheek, kneading and smacking it gently. Ruby let his tongue tease her own, surprised to find his kiss enjoyable. His stubble tickled her soft skin, and she tilted her head back further to let him kiss her neck.
"You're so good today. I hope you'll be good until the end," he murmured as he rolled them over to lay her onto the bed. An ominous feeling washed over her as she uneasily played with his short curls while he teased her tits with his tongue. Reluctant moans escaped her when he pushed her plump breasts together and sucked on both nipples. Tears stung her eyes when pleasure started to build rapidly. She arched her back and whispered, "I...I'm scared."
"A dose of fear is good for you." He pulled a nipple, with enough force to give her a delicious taste of pain and pleasure.
She swallowed the lump in her throat. "Please don't hurt me."
"I won't if you obey me."
He spread her legs open and kissed down her thigh. Her legs quivered. She took in the sight of his handsome face between her legs, and stuttered, "Wh...What's your name?"
He paused for a moment too long. "You can call me Dylan."
"I'm---" "I know who you are."
She gasped when he gave her clit a long lick. She was never a big fan of cunnilingus, but her vulnerable position at the moment made her pussy wetter and wetter. His skilled tongue flicked her swollen clit, each time building a pressure towards the point of no return. He teased a nipple with his callused skin, his tongue never stopping. Ruby clutched the bedsheet tight and writhed against his strong arms that were holding her down. Her body tensed up and she held his hand tight as her imminent orgasm begin to drown her. "Mhmm...ah...I'm going to cum, I'm going to..."
He stopped. She whimpered in protest, but he pulled her up. He positioned her on all fours with her ass up in the air, making sure the camera would get a good view of her sexy body. He stood in front of her by the bed and kicked off his pants. "Do you want me to fuck you?" His voice was rough with arousal.
Ruby looked at his hard cock that stood up straight in her face. It was supposed to induce disgust and hatred, right? But she felt tempted to feel it in her hand, to make it twitch in her mouth...He lifted her chin up to look in her eyes. "Do you want me to fuck you?" Her pussy contracted at those words. Her lips trembled. "Y...yes."
I have no choice, otherwise he'd just hit me again, right?
He pulled his tie off of his neck and wrapped it around her eyes. Darkness enveloped her, but she wasn't much bothered by it. It was just blindfolding. It's not like she'd never dabbled in those stupid BDSM games. She'd thought it'd interest her, but those men's so called dominance was utterly unconvincing, it was nothing more than lousy role play.
He moved away, and then she felt his hard cock parting her pussy lips. She sucked in a breath when he pushed his cock all the way in, hitting a deep spot that made her knees weak and her mind want to submit.
