Loading...Aslynn shivers as the chilly night air whips across her skin and tangles her long hair. She should have worn a jacket, but then again, she has more important things on her mind, like finding someone who can help fix her car or maybe borrow someone’s cell phone or hell, track down someone who can help her find her car. She’s practically running, as she crosses the block and turns left at the corner. Her car is still nowhere in sight. This sucks, she thinks bitterly. She’s ended up in a twisted maze and can’t find the exit sign…
It’s been three months since moving to the new city and she’s still learning her way around town. If her best friend, Meredith hadn’t begged and pleaded for her to move, she wouldn’t have, but what are best friends for?
She found a cute one-bedroom apartment and a job at a small coffee shop in record time. The only drawback being that it’s clear across town, almost at the borderline, really. Meredith made a point of telling her a few areas in town that she should avoid after dark. Saying something along the lines of Aslynn being as tiny as a pixie and with her black hair, naturally tan skin tone, nice rack, and pretty face, she’d be an easy target to get mugged or worse.
Aslynn really is on the petite side, barely 5 feet tall, with a slender body. She could be swept away by the wind. Her breasts are fairly large, though. Maybe they’re what keeps her rooted to the ground. Soft and bouncy, they stand out on her chest so profoundly that anyone who doesn’t notice them needs an eye exam. Her tits are a dead giveaway, proving that she’s not a kid but a 24 year old woman. And even though she has a great rack, her ass gets a few lingering looks as well. It’s a smooth slope, nice and firm and not too plump. It’s definitely squeeze worthy.
Aslynn sighs as she rubs her arms, trying her best to keep warm. If this was one of those places on the ‘Do Not Pass Go’ list Meredith failed to mention it. It’s a deserted stretch of land but that doesn’t surprise her. All the shops and businesses are closed being that its 1:30 in the morning. So here she is, alone at night, searching for her car, in a neighborhood that might be harboring drug dealers and high-end criminals.
Aslynn pauses, glancing left and then right. Which way to turn now? She’s starting to get worried. She’s been walking in circles for at least half an hour. This is ridiculous.
Suddenly, a man appears, walking out of the shadows and stopping beside a street sign a few feet from where she’s standing.
“Hello,” he says. Just a simple “Hello.”
She still jumps in surprise, dropping her purse on the ground.
“Oh, you scared me!” she says, a nervous giggle escaping her lips. He looks intimidating as he approaches her.
She swallows, frozen in place as the stranger draws closer, his steps slow and steady. Their eyes meet before he kneels down and picks up her purse. She can feel his dark gaze roaming up the length of her body, starting at her high heels, rising all the way back up to her glossy, mahogany-colored eyes.
Without saying a word, he holds the purse out to her. His fingertips brush against hers as she takes it, and she can’t help but gasp. Luckily, he doesn’t seem to notice.
“A small, sexy girl like yourself shouldn’t be wandering alone in dark alleyways… especially dressed like that.” His voice has a mischievous tone to it and he smirks. He’s close, so close that she presses her back against the brick building in an attempt to keep their bodies from touching.
“Someone might try and take advantage of that hot piece of ass you have…”
Even though she’s scared to death, she wants to point out how ironic his words are, warning her about dangerous sleazebags who whisper sexual innuendoes, when he’s doing just that. The man looks like he’s between the age of 29 or 30 but definitely not older than 35. He’s tall and has a slender frame. Well-defined muscles ripple beneath his lightly bronze-colored skin. He looks strong even though he’s not bulky, with thick, bulging biceps. He’s clean-shaven and has short brown hair that’s styled messy yet spiky and the most striking bright blue eyes she’s ever seen. She lowers her gaze to his lips. Despite the cocky grin, they almost look kissable from where she’s standing. He’s wearing a dark blue shirt, and jeans. The clothing looks sculpted to his body, fitting his frame perfectly. She’d say he’s handsome but none of that matters if he’s going to hurt her.
“What’s your name?”
She doesn’t respond. She’s too afraid to speak. There’s something about him that gives her the creeps. Maybe he’ll think she’s deaf or something and let her go. Doubtful, but one can hope.
“I said, what’s your name? It’s impolite not to answer.” He looks annoyed, the smirk disappearing.
“Aslynn.”
“Aslynn, what are you doing without a chaperone?” An amused smile plays across his kissable lips again as if he knows a secret, but isn’t going to share it with her.
“My car has a flat tire and I’ve been looking for someone who can help, but now I can’t even remember where I parked.” Aslynn suddenly cringes. She probably shouldn’t have told him that she’s completely lost, as if she couldn’t play the helpless victim role anymore flawlessly.
“Really?” He comments as if interested in her dilemma, and takes a step closer, placing the palm of his hand against the rough surface of the brick wall, his tall frame leaning forward. He’s less than an inch away from touching her now and she can smell alcohol on his breath.
“Yes, but I really-really have to go, now. Excuse me.” She starts to slip past him when he raises his other hand, stopping her in her tracks. He reaches out and touches her, his knuckles softly running down her cheek.
She tenses, swallowing her panic and searches his face. He looks so calm, almost serene.
She tries turning away, but he grabs her chin, forcing her to meet his piercing blue eyes, and then crushes his lips against hers. Her eyes widen in surprise. When she refuses to open her mouth, he squeezes her breast, making her gasp. He touched her breast! She can’t believe that he put his hands on her. He takes the opportunity to plunge his tongue deep into her mouth, passionately swirling it with her. His eyes remain open, watching her reaction as he explores her mouth. She begins to struggle, using her small fists to beat on his firm chest, but he’s as solid as a brick wall. She’d have better luck, punching the actual brick wall behind her than his muscular torso.
Whimpering, she digs her nails into his forearms but instead of releasing her, he tightens his grip. She’ll have bruises tomorrow. He’s been kissing her for an eternity before he suddenly pulls away, his eyes roaming up and down her body. Her lips are raw and tingling and she’s panting and sweating as if in a daze. Without warning, her attacker rips open her blouse, sending buttons flying all over the pavement. His rough hands zero in on her succulent, round tits, and he starts to maul them like a madman. She wants to cry out but she’s in complete shock, a complete stranger is groping her as if it’s second nature. He twists and pinches her nipples through her red bra, groaning as he makes the little buds erect and strain against the sheer material. She starts crying as he violates her. His wet tongue trails from her collarbone all the way up to her ear and he gently nips at it. His hands glide down her lithe body, running across her smooth tummy before closing in on her plump ass. The skirt she’s wearing is as thin as tissue paper, and he kneads it in his hands, his thumbs slipping under the hem before jerking her hips closer as he grinds against her.
Feeling the large bulge in his tight pants jab into her tummy, she sobs even harder. She can’t fend him off; she’s too tiny and he easily overpowers her.
Before she has time to react, one of his hands sneaks down to her pussy. He roughly grabs it through her short skirt and she cries out in alarm. Cupping it with his large palm, he gives it a firm squeeze. She wiggles and squirms against him, trying to close her legs, but only succeeds at rocking against his hand. His fingers, thrusting against the thin burier, poke the material into her cunt.
Suddenly Aslynn hears voices. With each passing second, they grow louder. Her attacker must hear them too because once again, he presses his soft lips firmly against hers in an attempt to keep her from screaming out for help, pulling his hand out from under her dress.
“Hey!” a deep voice yells from behind them and a sense of relief overwhelms her. Someone is finally here to save her!
“Airis. What are you doing?” a man yells at her attacker.
“You left ‘The King’s Sword’ five minutes ago, didn’t even finish your shot and now your hooking up with a chick? You’re hilarious, man, a real Casanova.”
Airis breaks the kiss and turns his head as two of his other men arrive at the scene. They start laughing and Aslynn cries harder. These men are friends of his. They must have come to join the party.
“What the hell’s wrong with her?” the bald guy asks, a puzzled expression on his face.
“He’s trying to rape me!” she cries out, her voice sounding shaky and weak. She struggles to straighten her mini skirt as it rides high up her tan thighs and her button up shirt is a hopeless wreck. She clutches it together in one tight fist, trying her best to cover her chest but is unable to keep her red bra from peeking through.
The guys look back and forth between her and Airis and then start laughing even harder. Airis releases her, taking a few steps backward.
“He’d never do anything like that!” baldy replies, trying to suppress his own chuckle.
“A joke… that’s all this is to them, one big joke,” Aslynn thinks to herself, her face growing pale.
“Listen, you don’t have to make up an excuse for being a slut. You guys left the bar to go have sex. No big deal,” the other man comments, swaying on his feet.
“It’s true! He really did attack me.”
Airis doesn’t speak; he just glances at her. She can’t read his expression.
“She’s hot, Airis, but why do you always go for mental cases?”
Pushing herself off the wall, Aslynn runs as fast as she can down the street. She can still hear them taunting and mocking her as she puts as much distance between herself and ‘Airis’ or whatever the hell his name is. Trembling and sobbing, she finally locates her car parked along a side street. She jumps in, not even caring that the rim of her flat tire is grinding against the pavement as she drives away.
Aslynn stumbles through the door of her apartment. Her head is pounding like a drum, a result from all the crying. Stripping off the torn shirt along with the rest of her clothing she jumps in the shower, turning the faucet on full blast. The water is scalding hot but she doesn’t give a fuck. She wants the smell of him off her, it coats her like a dirty blanket and she scrubs until her skin is pink and she’s sweating from the humidity in the small bathroom. She brushes her teeth and rinses her mouth out so many times that she has to open a new tube of toothpaste. Once her teeth are sparkling white she calls Meredith who immediately rushes over to her place.
“We should call the cops!” Meredith announces as she paces the room, fuming.
“This is a big city. They won’t do anything. Plus, he has three friends to back him up. You should have seen how drunk his buddies were. I’m lucky that they didn’t join in. I-I’m just glad I made it home…”
“Want me to stay with you tonight?” Meredith asks giving Aslynn a big hug.
“Yeah. I don’t want to be alone…”
The next day, Aslynn remembers that she lost her purse at the ‘crime scene’ but when they drive back in the morning, they don’t find anything.
A couple days pass by, then a week, then a little over a month, the attempted rape is still a stinging, open wound in her mind. But as time passes her attitude over the last month has gradually begun to change. Her feelings of shame, anger, depression, and fear has slowly morphed into getting revenge. Well, maybe not revenge, but she does feel confident enough to confront him. She hopes she is, anyway. Maybe she wants an apology, which is crazy. But she’s going crazy the longer she sits doing nothing.
“The King’s Sword.” That’s the bar that baldy mentioned, the one Airis had hung out at earlier in the night. Maybe he’s a regular. She feels both nervous and pathetic at the same time. She needs to get a grip, maybe talking to him will give her some peace of mind.
Friday night arrives and Aslynn begs Meredith to go with her to the bar.
“I’m not happy about this. It’s not safe,” Meredith comments with a frown. “What if he’s there? He might attack you again.”
“Airis wouldn’t dare. You’ll be with me, you and your brother, Oliver. I mean Oliver plays music there every Friday night so it can’t be that bad.”
“I still don’t like the idea Aslynn. Just because my brother DJ’s there doesn’t mean that there aren’t date rape creeps lurking around.”
“Go with me, please. I can’t do this if you don’t go,” Aslynn says, her voice strained.
“Fine.” Meredith sighs, grabbing a pair of skinny jeans and a sparkly halter top out of her closet.
They pull up to the bar at 10:00pm. The place is packed. Loud music can be heard from down the block and there’s a long line outside the door. She wouldn’t have guessed that Airis would hang out at a place like this. It’s almost high class and he seems more rugged.
Calming her nerves, Aslynn, Meredith, and Oliver enter the club. As she glances around, she realizes it’s actually a bar and a club, divided down the middle. Some people are dancing to loud hip hop music in the club area, while the bar seems a bit more lower key. Either way, both areas have customers shouting out drink orders.
“We’re gonna grab a couple of beers. Are you ok, standing by the table?”
“Yeah, I’ll be fine.” She hopes.
“Be careful!” Meredith yells before disappearing in the sea of people.
It’s been five minutes and Aslynn’s mind is racing as she sits alone in a small alcove. She needs to move, get the blood flowing through her veins again. She actually feels like a waiting target. Biting her lip, she wades into the crowd. People surround her, laughing, drinking, and dancing. She scans the room, feeling a little claustrophobic. Sometimes it sucks being small. As she glances around, she sees a pretty blonde girl navigating her way through the mob with Airis following close behind. Aslynn tenses, as her gaze locks on his face. He’s smiling, actually smiling, that fucking bastard. As Airis makes his way to the bar, he bumps into her as he passes by.
“Sorry.”
“Are you?” Aslynn says in an accusatory tone, loud enough for him to stop and turn around. Seeing his face, and hearing his voice, sets her off. She’s pissed.
“Shit.” He says in a low voice as his stunning blue eyes register the girl who’s speaking to him. He freezes in place but his eyes dart around the room nervously. For once, she has the upper hand. She’s caught him off guard and the look of anxiety in his eyes is almost comical. She’d laugh in his face if she wasn’t so furious.
“Yeah, hello again, asshole!” Aslynn glares at him, hatred radiating from her brown eyes.
He gapes at her, stunned and lost for words. He can’t believe she found him.
“We need to talk.” Aslynn states. Her voice is hard and unwavering. Turning her back to him, she makes her way through the heavy throng of people, finding an empty booth in the corner.
Airis slowly follows and slides into the seat across from her, not meeting her eyes.
“What the fuck was that? Huh? Do you always attack women and try to rape them?”
He cringes as the word ‘rape’ escapes her lips.
“Listen, I’m sorry about that night. I know this won’t excuse my actions but I was wasted and…”
“Normal guys pass out when they’re drunk. They don’t become rapists!”
“I didn’t mean to, really! You looked so innocent and frightened, standing all alone. I was going to help you but… I kind of got overwhelmed.”
“You’re A Fucking Asshole!”
“I know. I’m sorry.” He does look like he’s been punched in the gut but think of how she feels. He reaches out, placing his warm hand on top of hers as if to console her and she snatches it away, glowering at him.
“Fuck! I said sorry!” He yells, slamming his fist on the table, making her jump in surprise. “What more do you want?”
“Hey, Airis, there are customers up at the bar and your break was over 15 minutes ago,” a gruff-looking man yells from across the room, shaking his head.
“I have to go.” Then without saying another word he walks back to the bar, leaving her feeling just as hollow as when she stepped through the door.
Aslynn doesn’t sleep well that night. She thought she would feel better after confronting her rapist. She thought that could forget him and move on, but now he’s in her thoughts more than ever. He’s invading her dreams. She stays at home mostly, keeping to herself. It’s like his memory is haunting her every time she sees a guy, any guy…
“What is wrong with you?” Meredith demands. “You can’t live like you’re in a monastery. You need to get out more.”
“I’m fine,” Aslynn replies, her voice shaky.
“I tried to tell you to turn Airis over to the police but you wouldn’t. At the very least, let me ask Oliver to get some of his friends together and kick his ass. His friends could do some damage, mess up that pretty face of his,” she says with a smirk.
Aslynn, for some inexplicable reason, doesn’t like that idea. She should jump at it, but even though Airis is a bastard, she doesn’t like the idea of him getting hurt. “No, don’t do that. I just… I want to haunt him, like the way he’s haunting me!” She throws her hands in the air, completely frustrated by the whole situation.
She’s pacing around the room when she has an idea… If she put Airis on edge the first time he saw her, what would he do the second time?
Friday night, Aslynn walks into the club. She takes a deep breath, confidence blooming inside her body, filling her up. Releasing it slowly, she heads straight to the bar.
Seeing Airis mixing drinks at one end of the counter, she makes her way to the front of the line and then leans forward.
“A long island,” Aslynn calls out, her voice steady, trying to remain calm.
Airis looks up, meeting her eyes.
“Fuckin, hell.” He sighs heavily. As he makes her drink, the ease of his hands falter and he spills some of it on the countertop. Her presence unnerves him and he’s having difficulty concentrating on his job. He clenches his jaw in frustration. Finally finishing the cocktail and without making eye contact, he pushes it towards her and takes her money.
“You didn’t roofie this drink, did you?” she taunts him, watching as a scowl appears on his face.
He growls in response. “I don’t need roofies for you.”
Asylnn glares at him. She can’t believe he said that, a blunt reminder of what he had done. “No, you just need to be drunk out of your mind. Ever heard of Alcoholics Anonymous?”
“Ever heard of Sexual Assault Victim’s Support Group?” He remarks, struggling to control his temper.
Asylnn is boiling now. She takes the long island tea and throws it in his face before slamming the glass down. A few fellow patrons look at them, some even snicker. Airis curses under his breath, wiping his face off with his rag, as she storms off.
Even though she is fuming, Asylnn actually feels a little bit better. Maybe this is therapeutic in some way. She gets to confront her attacker in a room full of people, while he’s unable to do anything to hurt or stop her.
It’s been a few days since Aslynn’s been to the bar, but she finds Oliver right away and takes a seat next to the DJ booth. It’s actually kind of fun hanging out at ‘The King’s Sword.’ and she starts going there more frequently. Oliver always plays great music, and she likes to chat with him about songs, artists and upcoming events.
Aslynn spots Airis at the bar, leaning across the counter taking a girl’s order. She watches as the girl pulls money out of her pocket, but instead of handing it to him, she stuffs it in her cleavage, making him reach down her top to retrieve it. He laughs and the ditzy slut grins then bounces up on her tiptoes and gives him a peck on the cheek.
Watching Airis smile and flirt with the girl irritates Aslynn. If only that girl knew what he’s is capable of doing.
Aslynn snakes her way through the dense crowd and slides onto a bar stool in front of Airis. He groans as he sees her sit down.
“Are you here to torture me?”
“Maybe. Is it working?”
“God.” He rolls his eyes, but then smirks.
“You shouldn’t flirt.”
“What? I’m not flirting with you.”
“Not with me, with other girls.”
“Why, does it make you jealous, baby?” he says with a cocky grin, leaning forward and resting his forearms on the counter.
The small gesture makes her recline back in her seat.
“No it doesn’t make me jealous. I just think women should be warned about you,” she hisses.
He pauses, his smile turning grim and his face growing pale. “Please stop…”
“No you stop.”
“Aslynn…”
“You’re a dick.”
“We’ve covered this. I am a dick and I’ve said sorry.” Airis sighs then reaches under the counter. “You forgot this, that night.” He comments, as he hands her, her purse, being careful not to touch her.
She takes it but holds it away from her body as if it’s contaminated.
“Look. You’re the only one I’ve ever taken advantage of, I didn’t mean to and I’ll never attack another woman again. But I can’t do this with you anymore,” he says, shaking his head.
“I’m not telling you to leave the club. I know you hang out with Oliver, but please, don’t order drinks from me anymore. Ask one of the other bartenders to make you something.”
“Fine. Your secret’s safe with me.” She spats then marches back over to the DJ booth.
” Hey, Oliver, I’m heading out for the night.” She can’t help but sound annoyed.
“Ok, babe,” Oliver says and gives her a hug. He glances up at the bar. “So what’s goin on with you and Airis? He looks upset. You look upset.”
“Nothing’s going on with him,” Aslynn sighs, and then walks out of the building.
For the first time in a long time, Aslynn stops going to ‘The King’s Sword,’ but she’s not sure why. Maybe because there’s nothing left to say to Airis, maybe because she doesn’t want to watch him smooth talk other girls or maybe she just needs a break, at least for a few days.
Aslynn, applies shiny lip gloss to her full lips, adjusts her skimpy top, and fixes her hair. It’s been over a two weeks since leaving the bar. She’s decided not to let Airis’ words affect her. He doesn’t own the place he just works there. She doesn’t have to back down, even though his comment made her feel like an idiot. She feels better now.
So much so, that on her first night back, she brings a date. Landen. He’s pretty hot with his dazzling smile and shaggy blonde hair. He could be a male model. As she walks in, she’s almost positive Airis is staring at her. She can feel his gaze on her and smiles to herself. Stopping a few feet away from the end of his counter, Landen walks up behind her and slips his arms around her waist. She wants to see Airis’ reaction but doesn’t dare glance over at him. Does he look jealous? Annoyed? Pissed? Maybe he doesn’t care at all. That could be a possibility, but do you really ignore someone that you tried to rape? He deserves to feel any if not all of those feelings.
She met Landen a couple days before at a bookstore. He asked her out which surprised her because he’s a bit younger than her and could have any other girl in the world. There are plenty of females watching his every move. He stays close to her side though, ignoring everyone else and it isn’t long before they start getting physical. Licking salt off each others neck while taking shots, grinding on the dance floor and doing a lot of making out. She must say, he’s a great kisser and an even greater distraction.
It’s getting late and the bar is winding down, even Oliver left early. Aslynn and Landen head out the back door, walking to his car. He parked in an unoccupied parking lot almost two blocks away. Since he insisted on diving, she slipped into the passenger seat. Once settled in, Aslynn smiles.
“I had a great time tonight.”
“Me too.”
“So um, my address is,” She starts to tell him where she lives but he places his hand on her thigh and gently presses his lips to hers. She kisses him back, and then pulls away. “As I was saying my address is…”
“You don’t really wanna go home yet, do you, baby?” Landen says as his kisses grow more insistent.
“No, I really should go home. I have a long day tomorrow.”
“Are you kidding me? I shelled out $70.00 tonight and you don’t want to have sex?”
“I just thought we could go slow,” Aslynn replies, searching his face.
“Go slow? I don’t wanna go slow.” With that he grabs her hand, placing it directly on the bulge in his pants.
Aslynn yanks her hand away. “Stop.”
“Oh come on, baby, touch it, give me a blowjob.”
“No! Stop!”
“Don’t be a bitch, take my dick out.”
She starts to get scared and slaps him hard across the face. He doesn’t flinch; it just makes him that much angrier. He grabs her wrists as he starts to climb across the seat, settling his full weight on top of her until she can’t breathe.
Suddenly the driver side door flies open and Airis grabs Landen by the collar of his shirt.
“Get the fuck off her!” he yells angrily, dragging her date out of the car, and then punching him in the face.
“Ok, ok! Chill out, man! I’m sorry!” The punch must have knocked some sense into him because he looks terrified, holding his bleeding nose.
Suddenly Airis turns in her direction. “Get out of his car. Now!” he’s shouting, the expression on his face almost matching that of Landen’s just a few moments prior.
She can tell he’s pissed off.
She jumps, struggling with the door handle and then climbs out. She watches wide-eyed as Airis shoves Landen back into the car and slams the door. “Drive.”
“Sorry, man! Really!” Landen quickly turns on the ignition and peels out of the deserted parking lot.
“Oh, so you can try and rape me but he can’t!?” She knows she’s being irrational, but she’s upset.
“Yes! Well, no. What are you some kind of rape magnet!?”
“Fuck you!”
“You brought him here to make me jealous,” Airis accuses, clenching his fists.
“No, I didn’t!”
“Admit you want me.”
“I don’t want you!”
“Then why the fuck are you here!?”
“I don’t know!”
“Bullshit.”
Airis growls and then slams her up against the side of a building. The force knocks the air out of her lungs and he crushes his steel-like body against her petite frame. He coils one of his large hands around her delicate throat, keeping her immobilized as he tightens his grip. Locking his lips onto hers, he shoves his tongue down her throat, almost chocking her. The kiss is aggressive and unrelenting, as he forces her to open her mouth, desperate to taste her.
It’s like déjà vu but this time Airis knows exactly what he was doing and that scares her.
“You’re a fucking cock tease! You come to my bar, practically fuck some guy on the dance floor but won’t admit the reason you’re there in the first place!”
“I’m sorry, Airis!”
“I don’t give a fuck!” he yells, slapping her across the face.
She yelps, her cheek stinging. No one has ever hit her before.
Suddenly Airis begins ripping off her clothing, starting with her skimpy, pink tank top. It sheds easily, biting into her flesh, as his fingers tear it in half. She whimpers, realizing that this isn’t a joke. He really is going to rape her.
Moving onto her bra, he curls his fingers around the thin material between her cleavage, and then viciously yanks it from her body, the thin straps snapping and whipping across her nipples as he discards it on the ground. He releases a low groan as his eyes feast on the two large orbs hanging on her chest.
Instantly his callous hands cup her tits, weighing them in his palms as he begins kneading and groping her soft flesh. Cruelly he squeezes her large breasts. Digging his fingers into her tits, his fingerprints adding to the red lashes that already mar her smooth skin.
“Please, stop!” she pleads, praying he’ll let her go. Her tits ache from the abuse and hot tears pour down her face.
Sneaking her small hands under his, she covers her tender, swollen breasts, fending him off as best she can.
His intense blue eyes flash red, and he violently backhands her across the face.
“Don’t fight me, Aslynn,” he growls coldly, making her shake.
Airis shoves her white cotton skirt down her thighs, leaving her clad in only a pink thong. Kicking her legs apart, he uses one knee to lift her small body off the ground, forcing her to straddle his thigh, her feet dangling in the air. Instinctively, Aslynn wraps her hands around his neck for added support. Keeping her pressed up against the wall, he leans forward and clamps his lips around one of her small nipples, lapping at it with his rough, wet tongue. He bites her nipple making her whimper. Her soft voice turns him on.
Airis sucks on the swollen bud as if he could keep his mouth latched to her tit for eternity. Switching to her other breast, he rolls his tongue in a circle around her taunt nipple, licking and pinching lightly between his teeth before pulling away, breathing hard.
“You have amazing tits,” he moans in pleasure. Then smirks, seeing her glare at him.
“Come on, enjoy it. Isn’t this what you wanted? I know it’s what I’ve wanted since the first time I saw you.” He grabs her sore breast again but begins to gently massage it.
“I really was going to rape you that night. Wish my dumb-ass friends didn’t shown up… And wasted? Give me a break. It made for a good excuse, though.”
She stares at him wide-eyed, unable to speak, a lump lodged in her throat.
“Thought I’d never see you again, but then you showed up at the bar. I must have made a good impression since you came looking for me,” Airis laughs, clearly amused.
“You asshole!” Aslynn slaps him as hard as she can, smacking that smart-ass grin off his face. Satisfaction brightens her eyes as his cheek turns crimson.
He retaliates by ripping off her thong and throwing it on the gravel. Focusing on her bare ass, he begins kneading it in his calloused hands, digging his fingers into her plump flesh and forcing her to grind her naked pussy against his thigh. She hisses, but is unable to stop him. The look of disgust on her face makes him laugh. Pleased to have control over her, he grips her ass cheeks tighter, making her ride his thigh harder and faster before stopping abruptly as his eyes drift down to admire her naked pussy.
“Fuck, your cunt looks delicious. I love a girl who shaves, so soft and smooth,” he says, giving her a wink that reminds her of his old flirty self at the bar.
“Please, just let me go.”
“I will, just as soon as I’m done with you.”
Lowering her to the ground, he grabs her smooth cunt, making her yelp. His rough hand completely covers her mound. Parting her folds with two fingers, he forces them into her tight pussy. She gasps and starts struggling again. No one’s ever touched her there, let alone viciously shoved two fingers inside her little hole.
Airis slowly thrusts his fingers in and out of her cunt, his thumb eagerly seeking out her clit. The moment his thumb strokes across her sensitive nub, she cries out as an electrical current shoots through her body. Feeling her juices drip into his hand, he applies pressure, rotating his thumb around her clit in slow lazy circles until her pussy is soaking wet.
“Fuck, Aslynn you’ve got the tightest cunt I’ve ever felt. No hymen though, so you must have had sex before. What a little slut,” he comments with a grin, cockiness radiating from his piercing blue eyes.
“No…” she whimpers.
She doesn’t want to tell him that her hymen was ruptured during an appointment with her gynecologist and that she’s never actually had sex before. Let him think she’s a slut. He’d be far too pleased if he knew the truth.
Slipping his fingers out of her wet cunt, he unfastens his belt.
Oh god. Aslynn panics, her body trembling. Her brown eyes widen as he slowly frees his dick. It’s huge. Her mouth drops open as she stares at it. She’s never seen anything like it. She’s fascinated as she watches it twitch and stand erect between his legs. Wow. There’s not an ounce of pubic hair on his body, and her eyes study his dick, seeing it in its entirety. It’s just so long and thick, maybe 9 or 10 inches long. She doesn’t know though. She’s never seen a dick before, except on TV. She swallows hard at the thought of him slamming it into her virgin hole. That thing would rip her apart.
“See how hard you make me? I’ve been solid as a rock since the first night you walked into the bar,” he groans. He gives it a few loving strokes, and then grabs her shoulders, forcing her to kneel before him.
The gravel digs into her knees, chaffing her soft skin. She bites her bottom lip to keep from whimpering. This can’t be happening.
“Stroke my cock, Aslynn.”
“No, please. Please don’t make me do this.” She digs her nails into his legs, tilting her head, until their eyes lock, silently begging for mercy.
He glares down at her, clenching his jaw. “I’m tired of hurting you but if you resist I’ll make sure your bedridden for a week.”
Fear coursing through her body, she gives a shaky nod.
Closing one of her small hands around his thick cock, she gives it a squeeze. It’s thick and heavy and it’s impossible to close her fingers around the entire width of his shaft. It feels hard yet soft, if the two combinations could mix. In this case they really do. The skin is smooth and she tentatively strokes its length from the round tip to the very base of his cock. She hears him moan and feels his dick throb in her small grasp. It’s a strange feeling.
“Open your mouth, baby. I want those pretty lips of yours wrapped around my cock.”
She freezes, her hand movements coming to a stop. She doesn’t want his dick in her mouth. She’s never preformed oral sex before and it’s too big to fit anyway.
“I bet a slut like you knows how to use that sweet little mouth.”
“No! I’ve never done that before!” Aslynn cries out, releasing his cock and shaking her head.
“As hot as you are, there’s no way you haven’t.”
With that he grabs her jaw and pries open her mouth. She tries to twist away but he thrusts his thick meat into her tiny mouth.
Immediately she chokes, her gag reflex kicking in, trying to force him out. Rolling her tongue up against the roof of her mouth, she ties to block his 10 inch cock from sliding no more than a few inches past her lips. He manages to get the thick head in and that alone stretches her small mouth wide open, spit dripping from the corners of her lips. The tip slides against her cheek and as he thrusts forward, her teeth scrap along the underside of his cock, just as she gags, accidentally nipping him.
Airis growls, fisting her long dark hair in his hand, he violently jerks her head back, and as far away from his dick as possible.
“You fucking bit me!” Impulsively he raises his hand and delivers a solid slap across her cheek. The sound is almost deafening and the force knocks her over, sprawling her naked body out against the small jagged rocks.
“Please I’m sorry, I don’t know what I’m supposed to be doing!” she cries out, her hands shielding her face from further abuse.
Yanking her trembling hands away from her face, he glares down at her. She has a bright red welt on her cheek, tears are streaming from her eyes and saliva is dribbling down her chin.
“Are you kidding me?” His voice is harsh, and his eyes lock on hers.
“No. I’m sorry, please don’t hit me again, Airis.” She pleads, holding up her hands in surrender, whimpering softly.
He looks stunned, as if she’s speaking in a foreign language. He watches her kneel before him again, her body quivering, her eyes downcast.
“Fine…” He’s annoyed but still wants her tongue on him. “I’ll tell you what to do. But if you fucking knick me again…”
She nods and he pulls her head forward.
“Part your lips…. Good. Now don’t fucking bite me… Good. Don’t lift your tongue, keep it nice and flat…Good.”
Aslynn does as instructed, closing her soft lips around his shaft, and then flattening her tongue. She’s ready for the next step when Airis suddenly slams his cock deep into her throat, making her choke and her eyes bulge.
She grabs his thighs, trying to push him away but now that he’s in, there’s no way he’ll pull out.
He grips both sides of her head, keeping her locked in place as his cock thickens in her small mouth. He begins ramming it in as far as it will go, repeatedly jabbing against the back of her throat. With each forward thrust her gag reflex kicks in and clenches around the fat head of his dick.
“Fuck, your mouth feels amazing!” Airis groans as he violates her.
He’s savagely fucking her face as tears pour down her cheeks. The saliva coats his hard dick making it slide easily in and out of her mouth; her lips remain sealed around his shaft. She’s choking and gagging as he forces it deeper.
“Keep those pretty lips locked around my cock.”
She can’t help but whimper. His thick cock is lodged in the back of her throat and as he continues to thrust his hips forward. Her warm mouth swallows the entire length, while her wet tongue drags along the underside of his throbbing member.
She can’t breathe, but instead of easing up, he roots himself as deep into her mouth as possible, pressing her face against his abdomen, gripping her tightly. Her mouth feels so good, that he’s on the verge of cumming. He doesn’t want that to happen, so after a few more deep thrusts he quickly pulls out. Airis leans forward on his knees, panting hard.
“Please, no more! I can’t breathe!” Aslynn cries out while sucking air into her lungs and wiping spit off her full, puffy lips.
“Well, then you’d better learn to breathe through your nose,” he counters, with a smirk, his cock throbbing and still ready to enter another tight hole.
“I can’t very well breathe if my nose bent against your abs,” she says, anger coloring her cheeks.
“Then you need more practice holding your breath.”
“You were choking me to death! Your cock is too big for my little throat.”
“Well, for the record you’re a great cocksucker!” Airis growls. God, she’s infuriating.
“I’m a what?” Aslynn asks, the edge to her voice disappearing. She can’t believe it, but she’s almost… flattered.
Without warning, he jerks her up by her arm, lifts her off the ground until she’s forced to lock her legs around his waist, then violently drives his throbbing cock, up into her tight pussy while gripping her hips and slamming her down on top of it. He deeply buries the entire length of his pulsing dick in her cunt with one brutal thrust. Her ass now rests against his balls. It’s so intense and feels so incredible, that he almost believes he wouldn’t have the willpower to pull out of her cunt… even if his fuckin life depended on it.
“OOOWW! FUCK!! NOO!! IT HURTS!! FUCKING STOP!! PLEASE STOP!! AHH!!”
Aslynn’s suddenly screams at the top of her lungs, violently yanking on strands of his hair, and furiously kicking her legs and raking her claws down his chest. She’s attacking him like a wild beast, and it actually hurts. The tiny girl in his arms is actually doing some damage. Her aggressiveness surprises him. Suddenly she bites his shoulder marking his flesh, and then slaps him across the face.
“FUCK! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?! YOU’RE FUCKING CRAZY!!”
He yells, dropping her unceremoniously on the ground.
She yelps in pain as she lands hard on the gravel, small cuts marring her smooth brown skin. She glares up at him with malice in her eyes.
“I’m a fucking virgin!” She’s sobbing now, her whole body shaking uncontrollably.
He’s not sure if it’s from pain or anger, probably both.
“So?”
“So! It’s my first time!” she cries out, her pussy stinging in pain, it’s almost unbearable.
“No, your hymen is broken, so don’t lie.”
“Please, please stop now. This isn’t how I wanted it,” she whimpers, more tears slipping down her cheeks.
“Stop? Are you kidding? I’m so hard, baby. I’m gonna fuck you.”
“No, please, it hurts too much.”
“Of course it hurts at first.” Airis sighs, helping her up. “Fine. Look, I’ll try to be gentle… but no guarantees.”
“No.”
“Oh so you want it rough? Then come here and don’t fucking bite me again. You’re like a damn canine with those teeth.”
“No. I-I want it to be gentle. You owe me that much.”
“Alright, alright. Just let me fuck you, already.”
He clutches her tiny waist and lifts her up. “Wrap your legs around me and keep them locked.” Airis commands, his voice firm.
Aslynn hates that she has to do this, but she knows there’s no getting away from him. Maybe if she just pretends like she wants it, she won’t remember the night she lost her virginity as the worst night of her life.
Airis guides his thick cock at the entrance of her small pussy and slowly thrusts upward until the head slips into her past her small lips. He hears her gasp in surprise, maybe pain so he pauses a moment. He wants to viciously drive his throbbing member back into her hot cunt but remains still. He watches her reaction. He can tell she’s frightened, her bottom lip is trembling and she’s gripping onto his shoulders for dear life. Airis pushes another couple inches into her little pussy, feeling her stretch to accommodate his large size. It feels so wonderful; it’s agonizing to have this kind of self control. They’re actually hurting each other but in completely different ways. He thrusts his hips a little harder and buries a few more inches inside her.
“You’re going too deep! Go slow!” she bites her lip.
“I’m trying,” he says through gritted teeth.
But it’s all too much. He can’t hold back any longer. He grabs her hips and violently slams her down onto his cock.
She cries out as he buries the entire length into her virgin pussy. Fuck! Pain once again shoots through her core but at least this time she knows what to expect. Why’d he have to be so huge? He’s crashing like a bulldozer against her cervix and she can’t help but start crying again. She glances down between their bodies and watches in amazement and horror as his thick, steel hard cock, saws in and out of her small hole. It still hurts like hell but the pain is slowly residing. Her eyes meet his. He looks primal like he’s in pain too, but she knows it’s undeniable pleasure that’s fueling him.
“God. You’re such a good fuck. I didn’t want any of those bar whores,” Airis groans as he picks up the pace, surging into her cunt as deep as possible. He’s breaking it in and it still grips his cock like a vice.
“And that little prick you were with wouldn’t have fucked you like this.”
Aslynn nods, biting her lip to keep from moaning, her small body bouncing up and down from the force of his deep thrusts.
“I almost jumped over the counter and ripped that kid’s throat out when I saw him touching you. No one touches you.” Airis growls, slamming his throbbing member as deep as it can possibly go, as if making a point.
Aslynn can’t suppress her moan any longer. It’s starting to feel good. Delicious, even. She likes the feeling of his pulsing, thick cock filling her pussy. It’s so massive and she’s surprised by how smoothly it slides in and out of her little hole. She can’t help but grind back against him. He’s stroking every inch of her and her body feels like its on fire. She leans forward and sweeps her wet tongue across the bite mark on his shoulder, hearing him moan in pleasure.
Airis reaches forward and grabs one of her nipples, pinching it hard between his fingers and tugging it away from her body. He’s pleased to hear her yelp and feel her juices soak his cock. He flicks his thumb across the other nipple drawing out another moan of pleasure. That’s what he wanted, her fucking him back and groaning as he uses her body.
“Oh, god, Airis…”
“Feel good?”
“Yes.”
“Your mine now, you know that right?”
Aslynn looks into his eyes and nods.
“Say it.”
“I’m yours.”
“I’ll fuck you however and whenever I want,” Airis says. “But trust me, I want you more from you than just sex, Aslynn.”
Airis suddenly withdraws, dropping her to her feet, and then flips her around so that she’s facing the wall, spread eagle.
Gripping her hips, he drags his hard cock, up and down the length of her wet pussy, teasing her. She spreads her legs as wide as possible, her tits chaffing against the wall.
“Do you like this, Aslynn? Your body does, your juices are dripping out of your pussy,” he mocks as he continues to tease her, rubbing the head of his cock against her clit.
She can’t see him behind her but knows that he’s grinning. She wants his cock back inside her little cunt but he’s too busy tormenting her. She growls and hears him chuckle.
“Tell me you want my hard dick back inside your pussy, you little slut.” He reaches around the front of her body and massages her swollen tits.
“I want you back inside my pus-pussy,” she whispers softly
“Do better, slut.”
“Please, I want your throbbing, hot dick back inside my tight cunt. I want to feel every inch of it as you slam it back into hole. Go deep. My little pussy is yours to use,” she moans lustfully, desperately wanting to be filled.
“Mmm, very good.” He releases her breasts and slides his fingertips back around her body, grabbing her ass. He kneads and gropes her flesh, then gently spreads her cheeks, gazing down at her little brown bud. He licks his lips as he drinks in the sight.
Sweeping his hard dick once again over the length of her dripping pussy, he quickly adjusts his position. Leaning into her and tilting his cock, he rams into her asshole with one brutal thrust. He grasps her hips holding her in place as she violently struggles, and he grinds into her as deep as possible. He releases a deep groan reveling in the feeling of her virgin ass, gripping, engulfing his thick cock.
Aslynn screams out in pain. He’s ripping her apart! It’s indescribable and unbearable.
“Stop! Stop! It hurts! You’re ripping me open!” Her voice is shaky and weak, she can barely catch her breath.
Consumed by lust he ignores her, pounding her hard and fast, savagely fucking her with deep strokes. He doesn’t care how she feels on the matter. He slaps her ass, then spreads her cheeks watching his throbbing cock, thrust in and out of her, disappearing inside her butt. He’s going to cum. He can’t hold back any longer. He violently slams his throbbing cock into her one last time before he cums. It’s intense and he groans as he releases jet after jet of hot seed.
She feels his cock pulse inside her aching little ass as he shoots his load into her.
He’s panting, dripping with sweat and it takes him a moment to regain his senses before he slides out, his cock slowly softening.
She gingerly touches her ass, her fingers covered in cum and a little bit of blood. She’s shaking uncontrollably. She’s in too much pain from getting her ass raped to yell at him. She’s surprised she’s even able to stand, well more like crouch. She starts to pick up her torn clothing but only shredded material remains.
He tucks his dick is tucked away in his pants, satisfaction fills his body totally sated. His gaze roams up and down Aslynn’s naked body and he watches as his cum drips out of her gaping asshole and down her thighs. Seeing her gather her ruined outfit, he tosses her his T-shirt and big leather jacket.
“Thanks, baby,” he says, his cocky smirk returning. “Looks like I got to take advantage of that sweet, little ass of yours after all. You better be at the bar tomorrow night. Oh, and don’t bring anymore douche bags to the club, one of them might try to fuck you, and I can’t always be there to protect you from rapists.”
He laughs and then walks away, leaving her standing there alone in the alley.”FUCK! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?! YOU’RE FUCKING CRAZY!!”
He yells, dropping her unceremoniously on the ground.
She yelps in pain as she lands hard on the gravel, small cuts marring her smooth brown skin. She glares up at him with malice in her eyes.
“I’m a fucking virgin!” She’s sobbing now, her whole body shaking uncontrollably.
He’s not sure if it’s from pain or anger, probably both.
“So?”
“So! It’s my first time!” she cries out, her pussy stinging in pain, it’s almost unbearable.
“No, your hymen is broken, so don’t lie.”
“Please, please stop now. This isn’t how I wanted it,” she whimpers, more tears slipping down her cheeks.
“Stop? Are you kidding? I’m so hard, baby. I’m gonna fuck you.”
“No, please, it hurts too much.”
“Of course it hurts at first.” Airis sighs, helping her up. “Fine. Look, I’ll try to be gentle… but no guarantees.”
“No.”
“Oh so you want it rough? Then come here and don’t fucking bite me again. You’re like a damn canine with those teeth.”
“No. I-I want it to be gentle. You owe me that much.”
“Alright, alright. Just let me fuck you, already.”
He clutches her tiny waist and lifts her up. “Wrap your legs around me and keep them locked.” Airis commands, his voice firm.
Aslynn hates that she has to do this, but she knows there’s no getting away from him. Maybe if she just pretends like she wants it, she won’t remember the night she lost her virginity as the worst night of her life.
Airis guides his thick cock at the entrance of her small pussy and slowly thrusts upward until the head slips into her past her small lips. He hears her gasp in surprise, maybe pain so he pauses a moment. He wants to viciously drive his throbbing member back into her hot cunt but remains still. He watches her reaction. He can tell she’s frightened, her bottom lip is trembling and she’s gripping onto his shoulders for dear life. Airis pushes another couple inches into her little pussy, feeling her stretch to accommodate his large size. It feels so wonderful; it’s agonizing to have this kind of self control. They’re actually hurting each other but in completely different ways. He thrusts his hips a little harder and buries a few more inches inside her.
“You’re going too deep! Go slow!” she bites her lip.
“I’m trying,” he says through gritted teeth.
But it’s all too much. He can’t hold back any longer. He grabs her hips and violently slams her down onto his cock.
She cries out as he buries the entire length into her virgin pussy. Fuck! Pain once again shoots through her core but at least this time she knows what to expect. Why’d he have to be so huge? He’s crashing like a bulldozer against her cervix and she can’t help but start crying again. She glances down between their bodies and watches in amazement and horror as his thick, steel hard cock, saws in and out of her small hole. It still hurts like hell but the pain is slowly residing. Her eyes meet his. He looks primal like he’s in pain too, but she knows it’s undeniable pleasure that’s fueling him.
“God. You’re such a good fuck. I didn’t want any of those bar whores,” Airis groans as he picks up the pace, surging into her cunt as deep as possible. He’s breaking it in and it still grips his cock like a vice.
“And that little prick you were with wouldn’t have fucked you like this.”
Aslynn nods, biting her lip to keep from moaning, her small body bouncing up and down from the force of his deep thrusts.
“I almost jumped over the counter and ripped that kid’s throat out when I saw him touching you. No one touches you.” Airis growls, slamming his throbbing member as deep as it can possibly go, as if making a point.
Aslynn can’t suppress her moan any longer. It’s starting to feel good. Delicious, even. She likes the feeling of his pulsing, thick cock filling her pussy. It’s so massive and she’s surprised by how smoothly it slides in and out of her little hole. She can’t help but grind back against him. He’s stroking every inch of her and her body feels like its on fire. She leans forward and sweeps her wet tongue across the bite mark on his shoulder, hearing him moan in pleasure.
Airis reaches forward and grabs one of her nipples, pinching it hard between his fingers and tugging it away from her body. He’s pleased to hear her yelp and feel her juices soak his cock. He flicks his thumb across the other nipple drawing out another moan of pleasure. That’s what he wanted, her fucking him back and groaning as he uses her body.
“Oh, god, Airis…”
“Feel good?”
“Yes.”
“Your mine now, you know that right?”
Aslynn looks into his eyes and nods.
“Say it.”
“I’m yours.”
“I’ll fuck you however and whenever I want,” Airis says. “But trust me, I want you more from you than just sex, Aslynn.”
Airis suddenly withdraws, dropping her to her feet, and then flips her around so that she’s facing the wall, spread eagle.
Gripping her hips, he drags his hard cock, up and down the length of her wet pussy, teasing her. She spreads her legs as wide as possible, her tits chaffing against the wall.
“Do you like this, Aslynn? Your body does, your juices are dripping out of your pussy,” he mocks as he continues to tease her, rubbing the head of his cock against her clit.
She can’t see him behind her but knows that he’s grinning. She wants his cock back inside her little cunt but he’s too busy tormenting her. She growls and hears him chuckle.
“Tell me you want my hard dick back inside your pussy, you little slut.” He reaches around the front of her body and massages her swollen tits.
“I want you back inside my pus-pussy,” she whispers softly
“Do better, slut.”
“Please, I want your throbbing, hot dick back inside my tight cunt. I want to feel every inch of it as you slam it back into hole. Go deep. My little pussy is yours to use,” she moans lustfully, desperately wanting to be filled.
“Mmm, very good.” He releases her breasts and slides his fingertips back around her body, grabbing her ass. He kneads and gropes her flesh, then gently spreads her cheeks, gazing down at her little brown bud. He licks his lips as he drinks in the sight.
Sweeping his hard dick once again over the length of her dripping pussy, he quickly adjusts his position. Leaning into her and tilting his cock, he rams into her asshole with one brutal thrust. He grasps her hips holding her in place as she violently struggles, and he grinds into her as deep as possible. He releases a deep groan reveling in the feeling of her virgin ass, gripping, engulfing his thick cock.
Aslynn screams out in pain. He’s ripping her apart! It’s indescribable and unbearable.
“Stop! Stop! It hurts! You’re ripping me open!” Her voice is shaky and weak, she can barely catch her breath.
Consumed by lust he ignores her, pounding her hard and fast, savagely fucking her with deep strokes. He doesn’t care how she feels on the matter. He slaps her ass, then spreads her cheeks watching his throbbing cock, thrust in and out of her, disappearing inside her butt. He’s going to cum. He can’t hold back any longer. He violently slams his throbbing cock into her one last time before he cums. It’s intense and he groans as he releases jet after jet of hot seed.
She feels his cock pulse inside her aching little ass as he shoots his load into her.
He’s panting, dripping with sweat and it takes him a moment to regain his senses before he slides out, his cock slowly softening.
She gingerly touches her ass, her fingers covered in cum and a little bit of blood. She’s shaking uncontrollably. She’s in too much pain from getting her ass raped to yell at him. She’s surprised she’s even able to stand, well more like crouch. She starts to pick up her torn clothing but only shredded material remains.
He tucks his dick is tucked away in his pants, satisfaction fills his body totally sated. His gaze roams up and down Aslynn’s naked body and he watches as his cum drips out of her gaping asshole and down her thighs. Seeing her gather her ruined outfit, he tosses her his T-shirt and big leather jacket.
“Thanks, baby,” he says, his cocky smirk returning. “Looks like I got to take advantage of that sweet, little ass of yours after all. You better be at the bar tomorrow night. Oh, and don’t bring anymore douche bags to the club, one of them might try to fuck you, and I can’t always be there to protect you from rapists.”
He laughs and then walks away, leaving her standing there alone in the alley.