He was obsessed. Ever since the breakup, thoughts of her consumed his mind. The color of her skin, the roundness of her breasts, the way her ass looked when his cock was slamming into her and she was screaming for more just made his mind reel with thoughts of taking her again. And again. When she sent him the message telling him they needed to break up he was so upset, he started to plot a way to make her his again, whether she liked it or not. That was what planted his thoughts on what he had to do.
That Friday night he had to hacked into her computer accounts to find out exactly where she was going to be that night, and he knew that she was ready for a big night out after finishing a set of exams. Since he had never met any of her friends aside from one during their time together he didn't have to worry about being spotted at the club, just about being spotted by her, but it was easy enough to avoid her. As the night went on, his resolve only grew and grew watching her dance and flirt with all of the guys surrounding her just like she had done to him. But she wasn't there to pick someone up like the night they had met, she was on a girls' night so he felt secure she would return home by herself. He counted her drinks and by the end of the night knew that she was quite drunk without even trying. He laughed inwardly at all of the guys buying her drinks knowing that only he was going to be taking her pussy that night.
The plan went just as he thought. He followed her cab home in his car and waited until she was on her porch fumbling for her keys in her purse. Quietly moving up behind her he caught a faint scent of her perfume. Whatever apprehension he had about what he was about to do disappeared as soon as he smelled her. His hand quickly closed around her mouth and his other arm went around her throat to quiet any chance that anyone could hear her cry out. It was late enough that there was little chance he would be seen but he knew he had to work fast to get her inside. He got her inside her apartment and almost thought about fucking her for the right there on the floor but he wanted her to be in a closed dark room for what she was about to receive.
As she tried to scream through him covering her mouth, he whispered to her to keep quiet or else. She obeyed and stopped struggling. He brought her to her bedroom and laid her on her bed. He threatened her to stay on the bed and not attempt to scream or run away. He claimed he had a gun on him, although he did not. She sat up onto her elbows so her upper body was at least up and tried to see who this man was. "Who are you?" she asked with fear in her voice. He leaned in and pushed her back down. It was dark so she was not able to see his face. He began kissing her neck and she could feel his facial hair and began to recognize his scent. Immediately she knew... she knew exactly who this was. She asked him why he was doing this and he replied, "You are mine, whether you like it or not". Their eyes began to adjust to the dark and she could now see him slightly and therefore confirmed he indeed was her ex. He slid her little black dress off of her body and discovered she was wearing incredibly sexy black lingerie, which made him angered and turned on at the same time. He left it on so that he could look at her nearly naked body. He slid her hands into some restraints he had brought with and demanded that she obey and allow him to restrain her or else. She obeyed and her hands were very tightly restrained behind her back. He pushed her body onto the bed and gazed down at her. Even now he did not regret what he was about to do because she was his, and only his.
Her breasts nearly bulged out of her sexy corset lingerie top and skin was just visible underneath her nearly see through panties. Her skin was creamy white and even her mouth looked beautiful, made up with glittered lipgloss. He couldn't wait to use her and force her to be his again.
The only question was how to start. He stripped down and stood beside her naked with his hard cock at attention, gently stroking it as she lightly stirred around, uncomfortable in her restraints. She pulled a stupid move and decided to yell for help and he quickly moved to the side of the bed and slapped her hard across the face. That first act of violence if anything served to make him even harder than before because he finally realized that she was all his and he was in complete control. She lay there with fear in her eyes, her chest heaving. He decided that it was time to start, no words needed to be spoken. She started to beg him to let her go, to stop this but it was far too late for that. He did feel satisfied to hear her voice though, and his cock twitched with anticipation.
He pulled her lingerie top slight down to expose her breasts. Leaning down he took a nipple into his mouth and started to suck lightly on it, feeling her nipple get hard in his mouth and licking all around her breast. She continued to gently cry while he moved from one breast to the other, but she couldn't help her body responding and both nipples stood at full attention. His tongue traveled slowly up her body to her neck and face, and he bathed her neck and ears and face with his tongue lightly, sucking on every part of her, taking care to stay away from her mouth so she wouldn't even have the chance to bite him. She whipped her head from side to side so he grabbed it with both hands and reminded her about what would happen if she resisted with another slap, this time across her breasts. She cried out but he couldn't help but notice her hips twitching upwards. He grabbed both breasts and began caressing them, rolling the now hard nipples in his fingers and alternating sucking lightly on one and pinching the other. He kissed his way down her stomach. He moved his mouth down to her hips and began to tease her sensitive areas with his tongue. He forced her legs wide open and his lips and tongue slid over the lines of her hips and down into the top of her pussy. He inhaled lightly to smell her. It was easy to slide his hand in between her legs to feel that her pussy was soaking wet. He pushed a finger inside her and gently caressed her pussy, again moving his mouth to her breast to get her nipples hard again. After a few minutes of fucking her with his finger he inserted another and massaged her pussy tight against her g-spot. He looked up and saw that her eyes were now closed as he gently moved his fingers in and out and wiggled them around. Her body could not help but respond to what he was doing. He knew exactly what would make her scream with pleasure.
But this night was not about her pleasure; it was about his and his only. After fucking her with his fingers to the point where he felt her pussy start to contract and her hips thrust up to take him deeper he stopped suddenly. Her eyes opened and she looked at him, pleading him to stop and untie her, that she could make sure nothing happened, that she was sorry about everything. The words fell on deaf ears. Hearing them made his cock even harder because he knew he was completely in control over her. It was finally time to take her, make her completely his.
"Baby, just relax and take it, because I am not stopping" he said. She didn't know what to think. She was scared out of her mind that he had lost it and would harm her. At the same time however, he knew just how to touch her and even in her frightened mind, it felt amazing. Deep down, she still loved him and she hoped that he did too and would never really do anything to hurt her, but at this point she just didn't know anymore.