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I whimper as his other arm wraps around me, his hand—this one clad in a black leather glove for some reason—roughly grabbing my breasts. Before I can focus on that strange little detail, illicit pleasure explodes through my core as he mercilessly pinches and rolls my nipples through the blouse and my bra, dragging a haggard cry from my lips.
“I warned you, little prey,” the monster growls into my ear, mauling my nipples as I shudder against him. “I warned you what happens to little sluts who go looking for trouble in the woods at night.”
I cry out as he roughly rips my blouse open, scattering the buttons into the darkness. He yanks my bra down, letting my breasts spill free, brutally twisting and pinching my swollen nipples again.
“They fucking find it.”
His bare hand tightens around my throat. The gloved one twists an abused nipple between his thumb and forefinger before pushing down lower, to my thighs, yanking them wide open. He grabs a fistful of my skirt, and my pulse jangles as he yanks it up to my waist, exposing my panties. I squirm against him, my breath rasping in the tightness of my throat beneath his hand. I try and shut my legs, but instantly, he slaps my inner thigh, bringing a cry of something…wicked to my lips.
Something desperate and achingly needy. Something depraved and dangerous.
“Uh-uh-uh, my little fucktoy,” he snarls darkly into my ear. His fingers play at my throat he yanks my thighs wider apart from behind with the other hand. “You don’t get to run anymore. This fucking pussy is mine now.”
My eyes bulge, my breath stuttering to a halt as his gloved hand boldly cups my slick center through my panties.
“Whose pussy is this?” he rasps quietly, letting one single finger drag up my lips through the soaked lace.
I whimper, almost not even trusting myself to open my mouth to speak.
I’ve had almost this exact fantasy for as long as I can remember. I’ve dreamt of being chased like this. Of being forced to my knees and used.
Of having my control taken from me. Of giving in completely and being utterly at someone’s mercy.
And I realize now that fantasy doesn’t touch reality. Wet dreams and fucked-up internet porn pale in comparison to the raw power, wrath, and malevolence throbbing against my back with the stranger’s hand around my throat.
His hand slips away from between my pussy lips, reaching behind him. When I hear a metallic schick sound, my blood turns to ice.
The knife blade gleams in the moonlight as he brings it around and dances it in front of me.
Holy. Fucking. FUCK.
Every nerve in my body explodes in panic. Every brain synapse screams at me to fight and run, because we’ve left fantasy and fucked-up power plays behind and entered a world of insanity.
“You have two fucking choices right now, my little toy,” the man growls into my ear. “You can say the word you know will end all of this…”
I tense.
“Or,” he snarls quietly. My eyes bulge as the knife lowers, his hand dropping between my spread thighs with my knees in the dirt and my skirt hiked up around my waist. I follow the blade with wide eyes, my mouth hanging open in shock as he slowly touches the tip of the knife to my thigh. He doesn’t cut me, but my skin prickles to ice as he slowly drags the point up my skin.
“Or, you can tell me whose. Fucking. Pussy this is.”
He doesn’t speed up or stop. He just keeps dragging the vicious tip of his knife higher and higher. I shudder, but horribly, it’s not from fear. My body isn’t shutting down or coiling in on itself to escape a nightmare.
It’s coming alive with a desire so fierce and needy that it scares the hell out of me.
Suddenly, the knife reaches the apex of my thighs. My breath chokes to a halt as he lays the flat of his knife against my wet, needy pussy through my panties.
That’s when I know there really is something fundamentally fucking wrong with me. Because when the dark, violent stranger in a devil mask who’s just lured me to the woods rubs the flat of his fucking knife against my sex, I don’t recoil. I don’t scream, or beg him to stop, or use the safe word at all.
I whimper.
And I get wetter.
His chest rumbles against my back as he chuckles darkly.
“Such a filthy little slut I’ve caught,” he growls. His mouth brushes my ear again. “I’m going to fucking ruin you, little whore.”
The blade drags up and slips under the waist of one side of my panties, stretched over my thigh and hip.
