The Taking 5

I stood half an isle away staring at you, there in your black stiletto heeled boots, tipped with silver on the heel, the boot disappearing into the bottom of your jeans so seductively tight and form fitting.

I was walking through the grocery store when I spotted you. You were wearing those skin tight faded blue jeans (I couldn't figure out how you got into them), and that off the shoulder white tube top pulled low on your breasts. I could see you dressed yourself to stun true men, and scare those that thought they were.

I followed you at a short distance through the store passing you twice to smell you. Your perfume was exquisite, as though it was formulated for you alone. It was intoxicating, and I knew at the first scent of it, I MUST have you.

I gave up shopping knowing there would be time for that later, but now, I had a need I must satisfy. I followed you from the store after you checked out, and followed you on the short walk to your apartment. I couldn't believe you walked the 6 blocks in those heels. That told me you had stamina and would take time to wear you out. But I had a strong need, and hoped you could keep up.

As you reached your door I watched as you opened it and walked in, I then rushed up and forced my way in behind you, slamming and locking the door, you shrieked out with shock and rage, I cuffed you to the floor with the back of my right hand, your groceries scattering to the corners of the hallway.

In an instant I am upon you, pinning you to the floor with my full weight. You scream again and I again backhand you, and watch a small trickle of blood flow from the corner of your mouth. You look at me wild eyed, enraged, and terrified, but somehow excited at the same time.

I hold your hands above your head pinned to the floor with my left hand while I wrap my right hand into your hair and pull your lips to mine. You resist my kiss, but this does not deter me, I have only just begun to teach you to tease a real man.

Releasing your hair my hand slowly moves its way down your neck and shoulder, then roughly pulls the top you barely wear down exposing your left breast and my hand grabs it roughly, you wince at the roughness and twist and turn in an attempt to release my grip on your flesh, but something within you subdues your full attempt to fight. Your resistance is real but not completely what you can put forth. You can't believe this is happening, but somehow you are not sure you want it to stop either.

You try to scream but you simply moan into my mouth as you open your lips to return my kiss, feeling as though you should fight, but the conflict deep within your soul rages disallowing you to do anything but wrap the moment around you like a warm blanket.

The hard cool tiles of the floor burn into your back as I press you with my full weight to them. You close your eyes thinking "this can't be happening" but not wanting it to stop either, and you can't believe you are actually getting aroused by this. But, you can feel the dampness start between your folds, a dampness that will soon betray your need and desire.

Releasing your hands and shifting to a kneeling position over your stomach I grab the cloth of your scant top and tear it off you forcefully and ripping a piece off it, I jamb it roughly into your mouth, then tearing a long strip I tie it around your mouth to the back of your head, well gagging you, muffling any sound you might try to make.

Now exposed to me from the waist up, I roughly maul your lovely breasts with my hands. You reach to stop me with your hands so I roughly and in one swift motion flip you to your belly yank your hands behind you and bind them with the remaining cloth of your shredded top.

Then turning you back over to your back, effectively eliminating your further resistance I continue my exploration of your full breasts. I am astounded at how hard and erect your nipples are and can't help but admire them for a minute before reaching out and pinching them hard. Watching you wince from the pain and smiling at you, I release them lean down and slowly tease them with my tongue, one then the other. A tear slowly trails itself down your cheek, but as much as you are helpless to stop me another part of you wishes me to continue.

Next what I do startles you, but only for a moment; I stand and remove my belt, then bind your legs tightly together and disappear down your hall leaving you helplessly bound on the floor on the cool tiles. You think now I am only there to rob you. In about 3 minutes I return with something in my hand and you panic when you realize it is one of your kitchen knives. You start to thrash about and moan through your gag, but your sounds are well muffled and cannot be heard very far. You finally give up and having expended enough energy to have tired yourself out, you find yourself trying desperately to breath through your nose to recover, but all the heaving of your chest does is make me watch and smile more.

Next I lean down and open the belt you wear, pull the button open on the jeans and undo your zipper. You think you realize where this is going and again try to thrash against me to stop me, but I will not be denied and again backhand you hard, rocking your head to the left again. When you recover from that strike, you look at me with pleading eyes as if to beg me to let you go, but not wanting that deep in your soul.

I lift the cloth of your jeans and with the knife I brought back from the kitchen I slice carefully into the skin tight jeans, cutting them from you, leaving you in your boots and panties. I stare at your lovely body, and it is quite evident you work out several times a week at keeping yourself trim and fit. I however now only need to sample you more than ever and in one swift but careful move cut the silken cloth from your waist, and tear it roughly from you. As you become aware of the movement you moan out in objection but are powerless to stop me in any way.

Now fully naked on the floor in front of me except for your boots, I release the belt I have wrapped around your ankles, and roughly spread your legs and to my surprise see your obviously wet folds. You are horrified when you realize you are dripping down your slit at what's been going on, and can't believe it. You gaze on me in anguish as I slide one, then two fingers into your drenched slick hole, while sliding my thumb over your engorged clit. Your eyes close trying to stop your arousal, but the moans and thrusting of your hips betray what your body wants.

I withdraw my fingers from you and sniff and lick them as you look on horrifically embarrassed. But the musky scent and taste only fan the flames of my desire. And as much as you are shocked, you make no attempt to close your legs. You just lay there with your legs spread and your folds dripping wet with anticipation.

I grab you by the hair and look hard at you telling you I am going to remove your gag, and you are not going to yell out or do anything to draw outside attention, you nod slightly in agreement, and I slide the cloth from your mouth leaving it at your neck and pull out the wadding. You gag and cough now that you can get a full breath of air, your mouth is very dry from the cloth and you try desperately to rewet your lips. I lean down and kiss you hard, crushing my lips to yours bruising your lips on your teeth. You know you should resist, but your body won't offer even a token of resistance now.

As I break the kiss you moan softly, and feel my hands travel your body as they wish. I pinch your nipples, slide my hand down to your wet folds and pinch your clit too. You wince as you experience this, but the pain is replaced by pleasure even more intense as now 3 fingers enter you. Your hips shift slightly toward my hand and all you want to do is wrap your hands around me, but you are well bound and can only accept whatever I offer.

I slide the fingers from you and slide them into your own mouth offering you some much needed moisture for your lips and tongue. You slightly gag at the idea of tasting yourself, but lick the juice from my fingers eagerly. Not sure you like it, but definitely not disgusted by it either. In some way it is exciting to be forced to taste yourself unwillingly in this way, because you have always been curious, but not willing to try your own taste before. You find it not unpleasant and as I remove my fingers from your mouth your tongue trails after them as if begging for more.

I then yank you up to your knees and stand before you, my crotch in your face. You are horrified at what you know will be next but can't help licking your lips in anticipation either, and I don't let you down as I remove my pants and slide my hard cock along your cheek and chin. Almost as if possessed, you open your mouth and slide your tongue along the length of my hard shaft up one side then down the other. Then slowly sucking at my balls, you find yourself attempting to get under my balls to the soft skin under them. I slide myself back from you slightly and you open your mouth and take my hard cock into your mouth and suck and dance your tongue along the head, teasing me but trying to show me that you really know how to please a man, a true man. I, not willing to be teased at this point, wrap my fingers into your hair and slide my cock at my pace into your mouth deeply, making you gag with each slow deep thrust. Each thrust you feel my cock slide deeper into your throat and you cannot help but gag each time as I hold myself deeply embedded within your throat before sliding out allowing you to gasp a breath.

You feel yourself growing faint as you are unable to fully recover each time from my held thrust into your throat, and you feel lightheaded and start to enter that dreamy state where you just do what you have to. But, I recognize this and you are not getting out of this that easily, and I pull my cock from your mouth and force you to your back again.

Without letting you recover I push open your legs and slide my tongue between your legs tasting you again, but this time directly from the source of your wetness. Then without warning I shift and plunge myself in one thrust all the way into you. You are impaled fully on my cock and you draw a deep breath in shock of the feeling of being invaded so fast and forcefully. There was nothing nice or tender about my entry into your depths, it was one fast thrust, near ripping you up the middle. Had you not been dripping wet you don't know how you would have taken it all in one thrust. You yell out in shock, horror and pleasure all in one sound.

I hold myself motionless feeling your folds engulf me and feeling the twitching of the muscles around my impalement. Then slowly I withdraw and drive again deeply without regard for you. This is for me and me alone, I will extract my pleasure from you in any way I wish.

You lay there as my cock impales you repeatedly. You can't believe you can be so wet, knowing you are glad you are, otherwise you might have been torn open. Then you feel my cock fall from you and as your eyes open, you find it in your face and without a thought; you open your mouth and take it deeply into your mouth, tasting yourself again, this time on my cock. You lick and suck to get every drop off me, and can't believe how much you can't wait to do it again. Then you feel me shift again and drive yet again into you, deep and hard.

Your whole body feels as if it is on fire, with desire, you are feeling things no one else has taken from you, your total submission. You only want to be used for my pleasure, and have no fear, that is my desire too.

I reach up and grab your breasts roughly again and roll your nipples between my fingers, causing you to realize the contrast in feeling, the pain in your breasts and the pleasure in your crotch. You find one cancels out the other, or intensifies the other, depending on how you think about it.

My cock once again fully released from your womanhood, now tracing slowly down around your ass. You can't believe the feeling, you have never yielded yourself this way to anyone, yet now you are secretly wanting me to take your 'cherry' from you and impale your ass on my cock. However, being unsure just what it will be like; can you handle it?, will it hurt?, why do you secretly wish me to drive into you there? I slowly push and your body in slight resistance tightens up, but the juice that has flowed from you and the pre-cum flowing from me is enough to allow me to overcome this resistance, and I slowly enter you.

Your head is spinning from the feeling, you anticipated pain, but all you got was a warm outrageous tingle in your ass. It feels good, it feels filling and wonderful, and you ease yourself around me slightly with a subtle shift of your hips. Now I am in your ass about half of my hard shaft, sliding in and out slowly. You can't think, you can't do anything but feel; and what you feel is possessed, owned, and used.

Then on a slow thrust I fully bury myself into you, you feel more full than you thought you could take, and as much as it is uncomfortable having my cock in your ass, it feels good and you feel your hips pressing involuntarily backward at me.

I slide out of you and pull you to your feet, walk you to the living room and push you onto the couch on your knees and drive into your wetness again. This entry is a contrast to the feel you had in your ass, you feel me strike deeply inside and press back against me. You know you should fight me, you know you should not allow me to use you this way, but your body has won the battle and is giving in to anything I want.

I drive deeply into you for several minutes sometimes fast, sometimes slowly, but each thrust ends up as deeply as I can. Then in one shifting thrust I impale your ass again. You scream out as I slide into your open ass fully and as much as you think it impossible, an incredible hard and long orgasm washes over you, you scream out in pure ecstasy, lust, desire and pleasure. Unable to comprehend how driving into your ass caused such an incredible feeling, you lean on the back of the couch gasping for air and realize that at some point I drove back into your gaping dripping wet cunt.

I hold your hips to me as you slowly regain some awareness of your surroundings, and when I feel you are sufficiently recovered, it is my turn. I start driving into you deeply without regard for your pleasure. Yes, you came, but it was a bonus for you, as I wasn't worried whether you came or not, this is about me and what I want.

As I near my peak, I drag you from me and press you onto the floor and force my now rock hard cock deep into your throat. You can taste the mix of your juice with my now copious amount of pre-cum and in one hard thrust I explode deep into your throat. Stream after stream threatens to choke you, but you manage somehow to take it.

As I fall from your mouth and settle on the couch near spent, you turn to lick me clean. I am amazed at you and it isn't long before my desire to have you again is overwhelming. I throw you to your back again, and mount you. Driving deeply into you for what seems like forever, but turns out to be only a few minutes. Again I near my climax, and this time I drive as deeply into you as I can, feeling the head of my cock twitching on your cervix and I explode into you.

As I slowly recover from another intense orgasm, I withdraw myself from you and our mixed juices flow from you down your thighs and onto the floor. You are spent, I am spent.

After several minutes I stand and dress. I come to where you lay on the floor and untie your hands and for no other reason than I can, I backhand you again. I grab you by the chin look deeply into your terrified eyes and whisper to you..."See you tomorrow, my love."

As I walk away and exit the door, locking it behind me, you whisper "Yes my love, tomorrow", and you lay your head on the cool tiles and smile.