Lost in her own thoughts, she turned to take the shortcut through the park. If she had been thinking she wouldn’t have. Since the murders 10 years ago, no one went in the park after dark. Even though the two kids that did it were caught and sitting for life.
A slight crackling behind her startled her out of her thoughts. Looking around she realizes where she is and feels a stab of panic. Seeing nothing around, she tries to read her watch in the light of the full moon. A slight shiver runs though her as the time registers, the witching hour. Chiding herself for being superstitious, she starts to walk a faster. Now fully aware of her surroundings, she continues. Almost through the trees, she hears the noise again. Her pulse racing, she looks around. Again seeing nothing. Shaking off her fears she continues. Not even five steps further she feels a gloved hand covering her mouth and dragging her backwards.
She stumbling falls against a hard body. Unable to scream or even draw a breath, she panics, struggling. Only to be rewarded with a second arm snaking around her body trapping her to him. Lips are at her ear with whispered threats about silence and cooperating. These barely register in her mind as she silently curses her preoccupied mind. Realizing how much danger she is in, she starts to tremble. The husky voice chuckles in her ear, “That is more like it. You are going to be so much fun.”
She feels her head being pulled back, exposing her throat. His other hand reaches under her shirt. She knows she needs to focus and remember his face but it is hidden in the shadows as he towers over her, eyes glittering in the darkness.
Chuckling he bites her earlobe. She cries in pain against the leather glove pushed almost in her mouth. His other hand, gloveless, has pushed aside her bra and is roughly squeezing her breast. She can feel the bruises forming. Her attention once again is drawn to his mouth as she feels him bite her neck, hard. She isn’t sure that he didn’t break the skin, as he starts nuzzling and sucking the bite. The pain is exquisite and she feels her body responding against her will. Afraid he might notice, she tries to again to struggle. Earning her another bite and chuckle. The lips returned to her ear as she is roughly pressed against him, “Careful, sweetheart, you will get me excited.” The words accentuated by the grinding of his pelvis into her.
She gasps at the size of the hard member digging cruelly into her back. His mouth once again moves to her neck, choosing a now spot, bites down. She feels her body shudder in response, a dampness starting between her legs. She curses her body for its betrayal.
His hand has grown bored and moved to her other breast, crushing it. Her shirt and bra pushed up around her neck almost choking her. Slowly, painfully he drags a sharp nail across the nipple. She screams into the glove as a small river of blood runs down her breast to her stomach. She feels his hand wiping up the trail. The glove is moved as bloody fingers are forced into her mouth. The lips are at her ear whispering, “See, don’t you taste good, darling?” Then the gloved gag is replaced.
Startled by the copper taste of her own blood, she hardly notices her jean shorts are ripped open with inhuman force. His hand roughly thrusts between her legs, forcing them apart.
The low chuckle in her ear tells her he discovered her body’s betrayal. Unwilling, she arches to meet his fingers. Again she curses her body. She cries out as she feels his fingers thrust within her, her core shuddering in response.
The whispers again, “Mmmm, see sweetness, you are all ready for me.” His thumb rhythmically strokes her hard nub while his fingers noisily work their way in her. He stops briefly to push the short and panties to the ground. Her breath coming in pants now, she struggles to regain self-control, some restraint to fight the brutal pleasure she is feeling.
Suddenly the fingers stop. A moan escapes her mouth. She is rewarded with the now familiar chuckle, the words follow, “Step out of them, spread your legs a bit, love.” She obeys, not even thinking otherwise, only to feel him draw back a bit. Confused by the sudden breeze, she pauses. Then she feels his finger, slowly working into her ass. Thankful for the glove, she screams in pain and delight. Shuddering she feels an orgasm forming as he moves another finger into her ass. Working slowly, he uses her own juices to bring her to frenzy. Soft mewing sounds coming from her throat, she cries in pleasure as her body spasms. A disappointed sob escapes as he removes his hand.
The chuckle and whisper again as he holds her trembling form close, “See, sweetness, only pleasure, now I have a treat for you.”
She feels the glove moved from her mouth. Knowing she will not make a sound, she allows him to remove the rest of her clothes. She feels both hands, bare, pinching her nipples and arches her back in response. His teeth find her neck again. She purrs as he reclaims her vein. One hand moves between them to undo his jeans, freeing the monster contained within. She shivers in anticipation as he lets it rest against her. Gaining her another chuckle.
