Taking Anna 1

Anna awoke in a cold sweat, unable to quite remember the nightmare she'd just had. She knew it had been bad though. She sat up slowly, pushing her pink satin sheets down to her knees, and looked at her clock. 2:28 a.m. No one would be up right now, she thought, but she grabbed a robe anyway in case her mom's newest husband happened to be downstairs. Anna generally slept in the nude – she liked the feel of clean sheets against her bare skin, and she was 18 now, after all. She could do what she wanted. She couldn't stomach the thought of her stepdad seeing her naked though. Something about the way his narrow eyes tended to linger a little too long on her breasts creeped her out a little. She checked in the mirror quickly before going downstairs, combing her fingers through her thick blond hair – more out of habit than of actual concern for how it looked. Then she pulled the robe tightly over her perky size-C breasts, which were big for her tiny figure and tended to pop out of clothing at inopportune moments.

Anna padded down the hallway and down the stairs, grabbing a glass from the cabinet. She winced as the icemaker groaned loudly, the ice cubes clanking into her glass. Hopefully she hadn't woken up the whole house. She was in the midst of taking a long sip of her icewater when she heard the stairs creak behind her. Damn it. She'd woken her stepdad.

He came down the stairs and stood in the doorway to the kitchen, dressed only in his boxers, carrying a rifle. His hairy stomach poking out over the boxers' elastic made him seem more silly than anything, and Anna was rather glad it hadn't been an intruder.

"Calm down, David, it's me. I'm just getting water. Sorry I woke you."

David swore and lowered the gun. "Fuck, Anna, you scare the living shit out of me!" He looked angry.

"You know, it's more my house than yours. I was here first. I had every right to get a stupid glass of water." She was still half asleep, and didn't have any patience for David right now. Her mother tended to go through husbands like most women went through pairs of shoes, but this newest one really rubbed Anna the wrong way.

"I pay the mortgage on this house, you ungrateful bitch", spat David, taking Anna aback slightly. She'd never seen him this nasty before. "Come over here, girl. Look at you, you're half dressed, like a little whore."

"David –" She spun around in an attempt to evade the hand that reached out to grab her, but he caught her mid-spin and dragged her backwards. His other hand clamped over her mouth to muffle her squeal.

"Don't bother fighting, slut. You belong to me now, just like everything else in this house, and it's time you figured it out." Anna was scared now, still unsure of what he meant to do. He had gotten ahold of some duck tape somehow, though. He ripped off a big piece and smoothed it over Anna's lips, laughing softly when he saw the beginnings of tears in the corner of her eyes. "Your mother's fast asleep, she took a nice big sleeping pill before she went to bed. No one's going to hear you scream when I rip you open, bitch."

And suddenly, he threw her over his shoulder and started carrying her to the couch. Anna struggled hard, pushing her hands against him, trying to kick her legs out, but he held onto her tight. He was a big man, almost 6'4", and muscled except for the beer gut. Anna knew deep down that her slim 5'2 frame was no match for him. He wouldn't rape me . . he wouldn't . . . her thoughts were racing. She thought she smelled alcohol on him.

In the living room, David tugged off her robe and ripped one of the curtain ties off the window and tied her hands before bending her over the couch. She felt so helpless as his hands groped up and down her naked body. His fingers were rough against her breasts, grabbing and squeezing them hard. She whimpered, giving another attempt at a struggle, but knowing full well she was beaten. I'm a virgin, she wanted to tell him. He couldn't just take it from her like this! But she doubted he'd listen. His breathing was heavy now, and she could feel him tug his boxers off.

Gruffly, he ripped her white lacey panties from her body, revealing her round bare ass, and he let out a small moan as he squeezed both cheeks, spreading them apart to reveal her little pink pussy and asshole. "I'm going to fuck you so hard, you're going to walk with a limp for days, slut," he muttered, rubbing his cock against her thigh. It hardened as he rubbed against her, and it felt huge. She was crying for real now, though still muffled by the duck tape over her mouth, and shaking. He just laughed again, and suddenly, without any warning, lined his dick up with her virgin pussy and thrust into her as hard as he could.

Searing pain shot through Anna, and she convulsed a little as his cock tore into her. He didn't stop. His hands held her down as he fucked her hard, thrusting in and out of her newly broken-in body. He looked down at her perfect, juicy ass, and it was like he turned into a wild animal – he couldn't stop. He knew he was hurting her – he could hear her whimpering even through the duck tape, but she was so tight and so perfect. He was going to come inside her. He hadn't planned on it, he was her stepfather. He wasn't supposed to be fucking her, let alone breeding her. But her pussy gripped his cock so tightly that he could only think of one thing – shooting his load into her. Harder and harder he rammed his cock into her, his balls slapping loudly against her ass. God, he loved nailing her. Finally he felt it coming, and with a groan he felt his dick explode inside her, shooting his hot cum into her pussy, filling her up with his seed. He held her down as she renewed her struggles, somehow realizing what was happening. He didn't let her go until every drop was out of his cock.

Finally, he slid out of her, and untied her hands. She dropped to the floor, dazed, his cum still dripping from her pussy. She was trying to collect her thoughts - was it possible that a part of her had actually enjoyed the pounding her stepfather just gave her?

"Don't you dare tell your mom about this, slut, or it's going to be your asshole I rip open next time." She nodded, obviously defeated, tears flowing freely down her face. He ripped the ducktape from her face, but she barely flinched.