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#Abuse #BDSM #Rape #Teen
By GranolaStar
I can teleport. I’ve used it to make money, see the world, but most importantly, have fun with women.
If you haven’t read part one, please do so. It will be useful for context.
So there I was, naked and standing in front of this bound seventeen year old girl. Barely seventeen, at that. She was probably still in high school. Oh well, she was beautiful and I had already fingered her, so why stop now, right?
I reached out and slowly rubbed her clit again. This time, I knew I was touching a younger girl, and that was exciting. She continued with her pleas, but I didn’t stop. She tried to mention her age again, I guess in a Hail Mary attempt to get me to stop since she knew it had stopped me for a moment before. “Please, I’m telling you I’m only seventeen, please don’t do this to me…” she whispered, tears soaking into her blindfold.
Little did she know, when she said her age this time, it made me more excited to touch her. I put my fingers back inside of her while I rubbed her clit with my thumb. So this is what a seventeen year old’s pussy felt like. I guess this explains why she was tighter than some of the other women I’ve fucked before. It was nice, I liked it.
As I fingered her, she spoke less and less. Her body continued to push into my hand, betraying her mind by begging for more. I knew once I was going to fuck her, I wouldn’t be very focused on making her feel good, so I figured now would be the best time to return the future favor. I fingered her faster and faster, enough so where I had to begin rubbing her clit with my other hand. Her back arched up and she lifted her ass off the bed.
Her breathing became quick and she had stopped talking altogether. I could hear her take several quick breaths followed by a deep breath in that she held for a moment. She repeated this cycle four or five times until she held that last breath for a lot longer. That’s when I knew for sure that I had made her cum. I stopped fingering her as she let her ass back down to the bed so that she could catch her breath, but I left my fingers motionless inside of her.
Call it torture if you want, but I only let off for about ten seconds before I began fingering her just as quickly as I was before. She instantly arched her back and lifted her ass back up. “No, no please, please…ohhh…” she whispered between moans. It didn’t take long for her to climax again. And again, I gave her a moment to gather herself.
Her breathing was even faster now, and she had sweat forming on her collarbone. For the third time, I resumed fingering her and quickly oscillating my other finger over her clit. And again, she instantly lifted her ass back up. “No, please, I can’t cum again, please, no…” she whimpered. I took that as a challenge. “Ohhh… please, stop, you already made me cum…please…” she trailed off. I was excited to hear her actually start embracing what was happening to her.
“Oh fuck, fuck fuck fuck!” And just like that, I had made her cum against her will for a third time. As much as I would have loved to continue, my fingers were about to start cramping. I finally removed them from her pussy and she laid motionless breathing gasps of air.
Knowing she was extremely sensitive right now, I lightly brushed a finger over her pussy. She immediately squirmed and her leg shook. I knew I had her in the zone. I had now made an underaged girl cum several times, but I had never tasted her. I was curious if she tasted different than an adult woman. I climbed on the bed and positioned myself in between her legs. She was still motionless and trying to catch her breath, so much so that she didn’t even seem to react when I got in the bed with her.
I looked at her pussy glistening with her fluids and body oil. There was a wet spot on the sheets that had grown in size between each of her orgasms. I reached my arms under each of her legs and positioned my hands on top of her hips. I pulled her crotch close to my mouth and I finally went in for a feast.
I began eating her out. She tensed back up right away. My tongue flicker over her clit. Occasionally I would drop down and stick my tongue inside of her pussy. She didn’t taste a ton different than other women I had eaten out before. She tasted clean and only a hint of salty, and with a slight floral flavor. It was a pleasant taste.
“Oh, oh, fuck…” she started to whisper. I licked back up to her clit and even began to suck on it while I let my tongue glide back and forth over it. She pushed her pelvis into me, her body wanting more. I continued faster and faster. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!” She had switched from a whisper to nearly full on yelling now.
“Oh fuck, I’m cumming, I’m cumming….!” Now she was actively telling me when she was about to finish. Her breath went still again as she held it and pushed as hard as she had ever pushed into me before. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhh….” And now I tasted a younger girl into orgasm. It was amazing and like nothing I had ever experienced before. There was something exhilarating about kidnapping a girl to rape her only to have her yell that she’s cumming.
Now that she had came several times and myself zero times, I thought this was a good time to take my turn. I put a condom on (again, no DNA evidence left behind) since I was still rock hard. I positioned the tip of my dick over her pussy and I rubbed it up and down her slit to prepare myself. After a few times, I was ready to insert myself inside of her.
She knew what was about to happen. “No, please, no…” she said, now back to a whisper while she still hadn’t caught up from the last time she came. I ignored her and slid my dick into her pussy anyways. “Fuck!” She exclaimed. Although this time, I wasn’t sure if she was yelling it out of pleasure or anger.
“Fuck you!” She yelled. I guess that answers my question about the anger. But she gave in rather quickly. “Fuck you! Ohhh… fuck. Fuck, fuck! Yes, fuck!” She yelled as I quickened my pace. I’m not sure if her body was just feeling so much pleasure that she involuntarily moaned and yelled or if she was just finally embracing that she was being raped and started to like it.
I pounded my cock in and out of her. Her body absorbed every stroke in and her tits, while on the smaller side, still managed to bounce back and forth. She seemed to go into a state of bipolar disorder, her body couldn’t agree with her mind on what was good and what was bad. She didn’t stop yelling throughout the entire time I fucked her.
“Fuck… you… piece… of… shit…. Ohhhhh… fuck!” The more she yelled, the harder I fucked her. “You… fucking… child… rapist… pedophile… fuck…!” The insults came more frequently, but I enjoyed it. It was something new and it gave me energy to bang her even harder.
As she continued her expletives, I had an idea. I didn’t want to cum inside of her without a condom because of the whole DNA thing. But, I could probably still cum on her and clean it up enough to not leave anything behind. Since she wanted to be aggressive, I would be aggressive back. As I raped her and felt myself getting closer to finishing, I pulled out of her and yanked the condom off of me.
I moved up to straddle her chest with my dick just inches above her head while I stroked myself. She could feel me on top of her, but since she couldn’t see me, I don’t think she knew or had fully thought about what was about to happen since she decided to continue her onslaught of rage.
“I’ll fucking kill you if I ever…” I cut her off mid sentence by unleashing several pumps of cum onto her face and into her mouth. She became quiet for a moment and froze in a state of shock as she figured out what had just happened. When it finally dawned on her, she started to try and spit my cum out of her mouth, but it mostly just ran down the side of her cheek.
“You fucking piece of shit!” She was sorta sweet when I was making her orgasm, even going as far as telling me she was about to. It was funny to me to see her go from that to this. “If I ever find out who you are, you’ll be so fucked. You’ll be dead or behind bars for the rest of your life!” Part of me smirked at the thought of being in prison since I could easily teleport out, but she didn’t know that. She still had no clue where she was or how she got there.
After a few minutes of listening to her talk shit, I considered putting the gag back in her mouth. But something about having complete power over her rang throughout my head. Instead of the gag, I opted for some physical punishment. Without warning, I used my open palm to smack her pussy pretty hard.
“FUCK!” She yelled, this time louder than ever. “I’ll fucking kill you-!” I slapped her pussy again. “OUCH, FUCK!” She began to whimper and cry. She learned to shut up in only two slaps, which was quicker than I had expected her to. I grabbed a clean towel from the table and began gently wiping her cheeks and face for cum. She didn’t react, but just continued to cry silently to herself.
After she was all cleaned up, I softly caressed my hand across her cheek. She sniffled as her crying faded out. While gently touching her cheek, I moved my head close to hers. She sniffled again. I rubbed my thumb over her bottom lip and then extended my head in to kiss her lips.
She seemed taken back by the kiss. She wasn’t expecting it. I kissed her again. This time, she wasn’t as surprised by it. I kissed her a third time, very softly. She sort of kissed back on the third one. I think this is how Stockholm sets in. Or maybe she was just trying to placate me so I wouldn’t rape her or hurt her again. But really, the kiss was just my way of saying goodbye to her.
I put my ski mask on as well as my clothes. I didn’t bother with her clothes, since they were all cut off of her. Plus, it was a nice keepsake for me to remember her by. I touched her arm and teleported us back into her bedroom. I think she knew she was home, maybe even just by the scent of her sheets.
Once more, I gave her one last kiss. This time, she fully kissed me back. Not in a passionate way, but more than you think someone who was just raped would have reciprocated. With a quick yank of her blindfold, I teleported back to my vault. I had left her back in her room, completely naked. But I was also about a hundred miles away from her now, so there would be little to nothing that could possibly connect me to her.
I looked down and saw her panties on the bed, half of it wet from her orgasms earlier. She probably won’t even bring it up to anyone, partly because I think she somewhat enjoyed her night and partly because who would believe her anyways? I never heard about it in the news and I never went back to see her again. That’s another rule. Don’t do it to the same girl more than once.
So that was the first girl I’ve done that to. There have been several others. In part three, things continue to get darker. Let me know if you’d like to hear more.
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By GranolaStar
#Abuse #BDSM #Rape #Teen
