Warning to readers, this story is pure fiction but in the non-consent section for a reason. From here on out most chapters will have graphic scenes with triggers. You are warned.
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Richard left me alone for a few days, and I wondered if he had broken his deal already. I found myself watching him, suspicious and the tiniest bit jealous. Which is ridiculous to be jealous of a victim, insane really. But, he made the deal, if he had to rape.. it's supposed to be me. A week went by and I told myself it was all crazy and to just get back to normal life, stop obsessing over whether or not Richard was interested in other women. He didn't bother Em again though, she thanked me a dozen times. I was so distracted thinking about my little problem with Dick that I wasn't paying attention in my classes that much during the week and I turned one homework assignment in late.
I was mad at myself for being so spacy and falling into Dick's mind games. I needed a distraction, and to also focus on my studies which were very important to me. So over the weekend I stayed home and got ahead on my next assignments and projects for all my classes. It was a really great distraction, but it was also nice to have a little privacy. Most of my roommates were gone all weekend. Then on monday I went to my english class as usual. Em was there but not Richard. I felt more relaxed and I talked to the teacher pretty animatedly about the current book we were reading.
After class Em and I got coffee and talked for a few minutes then she went off to bio. I walked back to our dorm rooms and made myself lunch, ate and cleaned the kitchen after. Just as I was putting away the last dish I turned around to see Richard on the other side of the counter. "Wow! Where'd you come from?" I asked since I hadn't heard the front door open.
He smirked at me, and moved around the counter. "I was taking a nap and woke up when I smelled something delicious."
My heart sped up. This was the first time him and I had been alone since our fight and agreement. Was it wrong to feel overwhelming anticipation? I just stood still, awkwardly still rubbing the plate in my hand with a towel. "Well lunch is all over and you missed out." I said ignoring his innuendo.
He ignored my obtuse statement and got right into my personal space and pressed his chest against my shoulder. It turned my body towards the counter so that he was now behind me. I tried to turn around but his body wouldn't give way. "Richard?" I whispered. His hips snapped forward to pressed mine against the counter sharply, the edges bruising me instantly. A moment later his hand fisted in my hair and yanked my head back.
"I am going to fuck you right here in the kitchen Maddy, like a slutty housewife." He whispered in my ear while his free hand dove into the front of my leggings. His hips let up on the pressure to give space for his arm. I breathed a sigh of relief from the pressure even as my skin crawled from having his fingers exploring the edges of my panties. He pressed and rubbed on my lips and clit, slowly letting go of my hair and using his left hand to pull my leggings down around my knees.
"Fuck you Richard."
"No, Richard is going to fuck you Maddy." The way he said my name made me want to punch him.
I didn't though. I just stood there at the counter while he fished his dick out of his pants and pushed it against my thighs. His hands squeezed every inch of available flesh. Running along my thighs, breasts, and ass.
"Are you going to hold up your end of the deal?" I was incredulous that he even asked me that first, wasn't that my line? I knew why he asked me though, I would have to be crazy to accept this extremely illegal deal. I am letting him blackmail me into sex.
"How do I know you aren't hurting other girls?"
