answer.
I look at the
ground confused.
He swiftly pins
my neck to the tree forcing me to look at him.
“This will
happen, either you want it or not. Do you understand me? Just because I give an
option and I am being lenient with you, it doesn’t mean that you can take
advantage of me. Now, choose. Will you trust me and enjoy this or you prefer
the hard way?”
His eyes burn my
flesh. He is indeed a wild animal. That I just enraged.
“Ok, I trust
you,” I utter with a low voice.
“I didn’t hear
you.”
“I trust you!” I
yell.
“I don’t like
your attitude.”
“I’m sorry, I’m
sorry, please, forgive me. I trust you. I do.”
Only then he
releases my neck.
He lifts my
dress and lowers my underwear. I close my eyes to endure the shame. When they
are at my knees’ length, with one violent movement of his hands he rips them
apart. He throws the torn underwear on the ground and kisses me once more.
While he does so, I feel his fingers lifting my dress again and searching for
the area between my legs.
I gasp when he
touches the top part of my body’s most secret region. His fingers open my lips
and move towards my opening.
“I see you like
this a lot, no matter what you say. You are so wet,” he breathes between
kissing me.
I want the earth
to swallow me right now.
He brings my
wetness to the upper part leaving me breathless. He rubs me with his fingers up
and down. It’s such a sweet sensation. His tongue invades my mouth making me
melt, while his fingers gradually lead me to an explosion. It’s so rough and
intense I want to scream. I moan in his mouth.
He moves away. I
feel exhausted. Satisfied, but exhausted.
“I will untie
your legs. If you try to use them against me, I will have to stop being kind.
Do you understand?”
“Yes.”
Even if I wanted
to, I couldn’t do anything. I have no strength left to react. He knew exactly
what he was doing. Giving me an orgasm to make me loosen up, so that his work
will be easier. And he has done so successfully.
He unties my
legs and picks them up, ordering me to wrap them around his waist. His penis is
touching me. I had read in that novel that they get hard and longer and of
course I have seen male dogs and cats, but never anything like this. It’s huge.
If I didn’t feel so sated, I would freak out.
“This is going
to hurt a little,” he says. “But the more you resist, the more it will be
painful, okay?”
“Yes.”
He leans and
kisses me. I feel his fingers again rubbing me and waking up new sensations.
This time they move towards my vagina. He inserts one finger slowly. I pant.
“Are you all
right?” he asks.
“Yes.”
“Not painful?”
“No.”
He gets his
finger out of me and then inserts two fingers really slowly, stretching me. Oh,
that hurts.
“No,” I cry.
“Relax, it will
be better for you if I do it this way. I know what I am doing,” he says and
kisses me again. He doesn’t leave my lips while he is moving his fingers inside
me to an increasing rhythm. I’m still wet and his fingers slide effortlessly,
but still it is painful.
“I think you are
ready,” he says when he stops kissing me and takes his fingers out of me.
I am ready? Am I
really? To lose my virginity to a stranger? I had imagined my first time with
someone I would love, with someone who would respect me and treat me right. Not
with someone who would rape me.
“Please, don’t,”
I beg and cry again.
He smiles. “You
are not the one who gives orders here. I am,” he says and I feel his penis in
the entrance of my vagina, opening it violently. I scream, but he doesn’t seem
to mind. He tries to kiss me again, but I turn my head away. As I do so, he
kisses my neck while fondling both my breasts harshly with his hands.
He gets inside
me inch by inch and I feel like I’m being cut with a knife. I am sobbing now
uncontrollably. I feel his weight filling me entirely. He starts moving in and
out making my pain unbearable.
And