Reunion

I could hear him unbuckle his belt and I became unbearably excited. I felt shame wash over me as my excitement rose. Why did I want him to make love to me when he'd treated me so badly only minutes earlier?

"Caleb, stop."

"You're not the one who gives orders around here, Carol." I pulled myself free from the restraint of my pants and pushed her skirt up. I wanted her so badly. I'd wanted her all day and the incident at the mall only exacerbated the need for her. Roughly I forced her panties down her legs and before she had a chance to respond I forced myself inside her. A groan accompanied my thrust. She felt so good.

I moaned when he pushed inside me. I was so humiliated but so turned on. I was so wet, which made it easier for him to glide into my tight pussy. With each thrust I heard him groan.

He didn't speak to me as he fucked me. He concentrated on his lust and anger. It seemed that his want for her grew with each day, and each day it was harder to control. I grabbed her hips so that I had a better hold on her. I used that hold to pull her back onto my cock. My pace increased and as it did my orgasm built. I closed my eyes and concentrated on my pleasure and her helpless sounds. I loved the way she protested without disobeying me. I felt her walls tightening around my cock, which was almost too much. I had to concentrate on not cumming. But as her moans increased in volume my strain began to slip. Soon I was grunting louder as I worked myself up the pleasure scale. "Fuck," I called out as I finally came. My orgasm seemed to go on forever. I held my position; my cock pressed deep inside of her, as I came. When I was finished I withdrew and redid my pants.

I remained bent over the sofa for several minutes after he was finished. Finally I stood and pulled my skirt down. I looked around the room and saw that he was leaning against the stairway watching me. I brushed the hair from my eyes and wiped the tears from my cheeks. "I have to go."

I was still angry and her telling me that she was leaving only deepened my anger. "What did you say?"

"I have to go."

"Come here."

I did as I was told.

"You don't tell me things. When I say you can go that's when you can go do you understand?"

I looked to the ground and nodded.

"Good. I want you to go upstairs and run a bath. When it's full get in and wait for me."

I looked at him a bit horrified. How could he want me to do this after what had just happened?

"Do you have a problem with that?"

I shook my head no.

"Then go."

When I turned to go upstairs he slapped my ass. I jumped but continued.

I didn't let her rest all evening. I made love to her all night; several times in the tub, on his bed, in the kitchen, wherever I desired her I took her.

The newfound treatment she received from him continued for the next two months. It was after that, that I decided to leave him.

The memories of the past faded away as I met his silver eyes with fear.

"I know you don't want me to let go of you, Caroline. All you ever want is to be fucked by me." He brushed the hair from my neck and kissed me. "I remember how insatiable your sexual appetite is.

I close my eyes and moan in response to his touch. My thighs are already on fire from his touch. Finally I push him back "I'm not like that anymore, Caleb. I don't want to be with you."

His eyes turn darker then they ever have. He reaches out and slaps me hard enough that it sends me down onto my bed.

I moan rather than cry. "I know how much you like being handled roughly, Carol. Remember I was the one who busted your cherry. I remember how you begged for me to fuck you harder. " He punctuated each sentence with removing an article of clothing.

"Shut up." I say as I back up on the bed.

He only grins as he leans down and grabs the back of my knees and pulls me forward. I slap him and he grins as his tongue darts to the corner of his mouth to taste the blood that I'd drawn. "Do you think a little slap is going to stop me from fucking you?"

I moaned because I knew that it wouldn't. He pulled me forward and impaled me on his huge cock. I threw my head back and screamed from the sweet pleasure. With his every thrust my breasts swayed. He began to thrust harder and harder and I knew I was going to cum. He withdrew and threw me onto my stomach roughly. He lifted my ass in the air and entered me from behind. After nearly five minutes of him fucking me I came. I gripped the bedspread and cam as he continued. He laughed when he heard me moan. "Oh fuck me." I said as I always did

He slapped my ass as he came hard inside me. I looked over my shoulder at him, my face flushed and remembered why it was so hard to break away from him.

"Do you want more, Carol?" I knew she did. It was hard to fill her completely.

"No." I whimpered the lie.

He grinned as he removed his cock and I whimpered again in response.

"Of course you do my little whore." He parted her ass cheeks and slid himself deep into my ass. I called out in pain and pleasure. "Oh yes." I yelled as I rocked myself back onto him. I wanted him to fill me completely.

He gripped my hair roughly in his hands and yanked my head back. "You're mine do you understand that, Caroline?"

I moaned, "yes."

"You'll be coming with me when I leave."

I moaned and bit my lip. "Harder."

He stilled his movements and I whimpered. "Do you understand?"

"Yes, yes, please don't stop." I tried to push myself back to encourage him.

"We're going to a chapel after this and we're getting married." He slapped her ass again, "Get it?"

"Yes please." He took mercy on me and continued to slam into me as hard and as fast as he could. I gripped her bed spread.

"Caleb, please," I moaned "fuck my pussy."

"My little whore," he said as he moved his cock from my ass to my pussy. After hours spent on making love they lay together. I knew my fate was sealed. He would never let me leave.