sadisticdeviance: I studied her neck as I pushed her into the wall. The curve as it descended from h
sadisticdeviance: I studied her neck as I pushed her into the wall. The curve as it descended from her skull, the way flared into her shoulders. The way her hair both followed and defied that curve. I heard her breathing. It was ragged with fear and exhaustion. So far I had not violated her. I simply watched in silence. She tried to attack me once or twice when she thought me asleep. There was nothing in the room to afford her any advantage. She was hungry. She hadn’t eaten or drunk anything I offered for the last three days. She had cursed me. She tried all manner of language to rouse my ire. I watched her with stony silence and mild amusement. On the fourth day she drank the water. I could hear her hunger echo through the room. It was untainted, but I’m sure she blamed it for the bargaining that followed. If I would let her go she wouldn’t tell any one. She would give me money. She would have sex with me. She kept drinking the water and by the fifth day she had stopped bargaining. She attacked me again but was so weak with hunger I barely defended myself. On the sixth day she ate. Then she started begging. Begging to be let go. Begging for me to answer her. Begging for me to rape her. She used that word exactly. So I found myself studying her neck. Feeling her push her ass against me. I unbuttoned her jeans and pushed them to her knees. Then I forced my cock into her. After all, she had begged so prettily. -- source link