He never addressed me by name when he texted me.
I nodded, still feeling the pressure of his palm over my lips. My heart was still beating loudly in my chest,making my body feel like it was rocking. I knew it was just fear, but I couldn't stop swaying.
I try to remain calm by breathing deeply through my nose. I don't want my ticker to beat out of my chest.
He kissed my cheek lightly, sending a shiver down my spine and a bitter taste of disgust across my tongue. My eyes flew open as I swallowed down the sheer terror I felt.
My breathing feels constricted, sending more panic racing through my cortisol-riddled body. I need to calm down before I pass out.Relax Kitlyn. Just calm down and stay focused.
He loosened his grip, allowing me to breathe easier. His voice was still gentle, almost soothing.
“Ok. No screaming, pet. You won't like the outcome if as much as a whimper escapes from those pretty little lips.”
He had to know I was terrified. My body was shaking and trembling, telltale signs that I was scared shitless. He released his grip and told me to sit on the bed.
With legs that felt like lead, I walked over to the mattress and sat down. I wasn't going to challenge him without my firearm. He was too big. He had to be watching me from somewhere to locate the gun so quickly, but where?
He couldn't see through the windows up here on the second floor unless he could fly, which I know he can't.
I still haven’t seen his face yet. When he jumped out from the back of the door, he immediately grabbed me from behind, not allowing me time to turn and look at him. I sat perfectly still while myheart continued to thud in my ears, nervously awaiting his instructions.
Atlas
Getting into her house was too easy. Child's play for a man like me. I knew my poor little pet was scared to death. I don't want her to freak out. That's not my intention. Any woman would be petrified by a strange man ambushing her in the middle of the night.
I was initially going to take her with me, but I decided to let her choose. Maybe that would calm her down and empower her a little more. Not that it mattered. I rarely change my mind, but tonight was an exception.
I was willing to make a deal with her. After all, it would be much easier if she were more willing to submit than fighting the inevitable. If she wins, I will never bother her again. I won’t continue following or watching her. She will be completely free from my incessant stalking.
Of course, I know she'll lose, but I want to give her the illusion that she has some say in her situation. I am not a fan of raping women. It never crossed my mind, but I may lose control with this one if she doesn't eventually comply.
My goal is to train her like a little puppy so she will come to me willingly, begging for my affection. Kinky games are my thing, andI want to fucking play with her. I never had to force myself on any woman. I didn't need to, but I grew tired of them as soon as they finished sucking my cock.
I hardly fucked any of them. I used condoms occasionally if I felt like burying my dick in a warmpussy, but I was more inclined to oral sex or anal sex. I didn’t want to risk impregnating anyone.
This one is different, though. She has been haunting my thoughts for three months. Iwantto thrust my cock into her pussy…repeatedly, so I planned for unlimited fucking in the future without the fear of pregnancy.
I kept my eye on her, tracking her every move. Knowing what I was doing was even creepy for me, so I gave her a break in between, hoping I could walk away. As hard as I tried, I couldn’t shake this little witch from my mind. I may not love her, but I want her, and that’s good enough for me.
I want her in the worst way.
She belongs to me!
I need her to fall to her knees and worship me. I want to break down her resistance and possess her thoughts day and night. I moved behind her on the bed. She is shaking. I can smell her fear. She is facing the wall away from me, crying quietly. I don’t want her tears right now; I want her cooperation. I move in close to her ear.
“Hush now. No crying. Have I harmed you?”
She sniffed and shook her head.
“No, not yet. A-A-Am I going to die?”
I laughed low in her ear. "We're all going to die someday, pet, but you will not die tonight or by my hand. If I wanted to kill you or hurt you, I would have already done it, so relax.”
She inhaled and exhaled deeply, calming herself. I smiled as I continued speaking in a low, gentle manner.
“Now that we've gotten that out of the way, I want to make a deal with you.” I walked around from theback of the bed and stood before her. I could see the shocked look on her face when she saw my hulking frame. She swallowed…hard.
I can see the terror in her eyes and the color draining from her face as she realizes the seriousness of her predicament. Given my size, I thought she might have recognized me from the market, but clearly, she didn't.
