EroticReverie

Cecelia

I'm naked, cleaned and rinsed, on a bed of fresh sheets, with Ryker standing at the side of the foot of his bed, his pierced cock taking stroke after stroke from his hand as he looks at me with a devils smile on his face. 

My eyes are everywhere on him, his face, that dark hair and those piercing blue eyes that are far too beautiful to belong to someone so dark and cruel. His body , built with muscle, covered in black ink tattoos that crawl over nearly every part of him, making him look even more bad, even more sinister. His pierced cock, with Jacob's ladder piercing marking every inch of his cock. My pussy pulses at how they'd felt dragging along the walls of my pussy when he'd put himself inside of me in the bathroom. He was so sick, peeing inside of me, then fucking his urine out of me with his cock. It disgusted me, it was messy and unsanitary , and even so....a small part of me enjoyed it. The way he did what he wanted, made me participate. I keep wondering what he'd do if I told him no...but I think I got my answer tonight in that cornfield. I was still angry with him for making my body a plaything for him and a handful of strangers, but I couldnt deny how hard i'd cum for those men and their probing fingers and wandering hands and mouths. I'm not sure what the hell is wrong with me as I lay here naked, my pussy wet and aching, my legs shifting as I squirm impatiently. I wanted him so fucking bad. Yet I was terrified of him at the same time. He's six foot eight of crazy, against my five foot two, and he can do whatever the hell he pleases. As he proven more than once now. 

Was I just as crazy as him for wanting more of his games? 

"Do you...expect me to have sex with your brothers?" I ask him as he just stands there, his head cocking slightly, a brow lifting. 

"I don't. But you can if you wish. After I've had you. They'd love to fuck you. The girls too." he says and I squirm slightly. 

"Do you want to fuck my brothers Cecelia?" he asks. 

"I want to fuck you." I answer and his lips turn up. 

"Good, because you don't get a choice when it comes to me." he says and I my lips tighten and he smirks. 

"Don't pretend like you're angry Cecelia. Your body is mine, and you know it. Why fight it , doll?" he asks and then releases his cock and moves closer to the bed and grabs my ankles. I let out a little yelp as he gently yanks me down towards him, my ass and back, sliding across the sheets.

"Because, i DO get a choice." I answer as I pull my legs back, taking my ankles from his hands.

"It's adorable that you believe that Cecelia." he says and pushes my legs so wide my muscles burn and I yelp. 

I go to protest and tell him that it hurts, that I'm not a fucking rubberband that he can pulls and stretch, but then he leans down, and spits right on my cunt and smacks it. 

I yelp my legs snapping shut, he pushes them back open. 

"Hold these fucking legs open." He growls, shoving them back apart. 

"ow , fuck, I'm not a gymnast!" I yell and he growls, and spits on my pussy again, I gasp and flinch as I yelp as another slap lands over my cunt, and I fucking quiver as the slap stings the skin. 

"Hold your fucking legs open." he growls and I whimper, pushing my legs apart where he had them, but not as wide.

"That'll do. My little non gymnast." he smirks, the slightest wink following and my pussy aches.

I bite my lip as he teases me, dragging his fingertip up and down my lips. 

"Will you please be careful with me?" I ask, my breath shaking, his brow lifts again, his head cocking.

"We've decided to use our manners , have we?" he taunts and then pinches my clit and I hiss, my body jerking as he pinches it harder. 

"y-yes" I answer. 

"I enjoy that Cecelia. It's about time you learned to respect your master." he groans and then shoves a finger inside of me and I whimper, my pussy clenching immediately. 

I wanted to argue, that he wasnt my master. But wasnt he? Hadnt I let him control me since the moment we met? Hadn't I wanted him to, deep down? 

"You'll do anything, and everything I tell you to Cecelia. Because that's what good dolls do. And in return, I'll always do anything, and everything to take good care of pretty plaything." he says and slides a second finger in, curling them expertly as I exhale a curse. 

"I'd do anything for you and this sweet little cunt Cecelia. I'd kill for you Cecelia." he says. 

"that's a little..." I moan. "Extreme" 

"is it?" he smirks and curls his fingers, fucking my gspot slowly. "I dont think it's extreme at all. I always take care of what's mine, by any means necessary." he says and I whimper as his fingers draw out of me, and he grabs his cock in his other hand, lifting his two soaked fingers to my mouth. 

I suck them willingly, my mouth parting, my body humming with from his approval as he nods. 

"There you go doll, taste your sweet little cunt." he says and pushes the head of his cock at my center and I moan around his fingers. 

"You think I wouldn't kill for this pussy Cecelia?" he groans and notches inside of me, and my mouth falls open as I gasp, his other four fingers pushing into my mouth, the curl behind my lower teeth, his fingers stretching my mouth, my tongue lapping at his fingers as I moan and his cock inches into me slowly. 

"Who says I havent already Cecelia?" he groans, and sinks deeper, his words don't register right away, because his big dick is busy stuffing me and making my brain short circuit. God, he was so thick, and stretched me so fucking much, and it hurt, just enough, and felt so fucking good. 

"wha-" I try to speak when his words register finally. But his fingers are in my mouth and his cock is sliding back out, taking the few inches he gave me, and then giving them right back with a bit more as he slides back in. I moan loudly as the stretch continues, as he pushes further and my pussy grips him and he groans. 

"nobody touches what's mine, unless I say so....they touched what was mine Cecelia....and I took care of it...." he says and again, I hear his words, but his cock is moving deliciously slow back out of me, leaving me wanting him to fill me all over again, and he does and this time every inch that can comfortably fit inside of me, fills me and has me gasping, and his fingers sliding from my mouth, his hand grabbing my jaw, his thumb and fingers squishing my cheeks as I moan as he gives me another full thrust. 

"you pretty little fuck doll" he groans. "fuck, you're just so fucking pretty Cecelia" 

I whimper, my brain playing catch up. "took ...care of what?" I pant. 

"Dont worry about that right now....just be pretty Cecelia...that's all you need to do right now...is lay there and be pretty for me ...and let me fuck you in this tight little fucking cunt of yours" he groans and keeps thrusting slowly, my breath catching on each thrust. So far, he's going slow, he's being gentle and careful, which is honestly a surprise. I'd half expected to pass out of from him railing me with his big dick like I was an actual toy and not a human being. 

"Does that cock feel good Cecelia?" he groans and I nod, his hand still squishing my cheeks, my mouth open, panting and he growls. 

"Put out your tongue." he commands, his thrusts still slow and perfect, my body taking him, my walls adjusting as much as they possibly can, as he bends over, curving his back, as my tongue comes out and with his eyes on mine, Ryker's cheeks suck in, collecting his saliva, his jaw flexing and mouth moving as he opens it, his tongue sliding out and laying over his lower lip as he lets his spit, drip off his tongue and onto mine, inches above my mouth, the saliva drops, and drips and I whimper. 

"Your going to drink every bit of me Cecelia" he says and I swallow his saliva. 

"You'll drink my cum...my saliva....and my piss whenever I tell you to." he groans and I wince. 

"Don't make that face." He groans. "You're going to make a beautiful toilet Cecelia" 

My face scrunches and he chuckles and grins, as his thrust grow slightly quicker, not yet deeper. 

"Open your little piss drinker Cecelia" he groans and I whimper, but my mouth opens as he fucks me, his cock making my breath catch with each thrust. He spits again into my mouth, this time it's filthy, and it spatters partially on my face as he spits hard into the back of my mouth, and I partially choke on it. 

"Swallow it" he groans and his hand goes from my jaw to my throat, resting there and he groans as my throat works against his palm as I swallow. 

"Good fucking girl Cecelia, you want more?" he groans, his cock hitting deeper on his necxt thrust and I yelp, my body jerking. 

"Open that fucking mouth." he groans, and I pant as I open my mouth, Ryker gathering more saliva and spitting into my mouth as he fucks me a bit faster. 

"Mmmm come here you pretty little thing" he says, his hands scooping me up, holding me at my back , my legs over his arm, just like in the bathroom, my hands grab his biceps as Ryker holds my waist and lifts me up and down on his dick, my body with zero control, as he strokes his cock with my cunt and I gasp, biting my lip, my nails digging into his arm. 

"You've got the sweetest little fucking cunt Cecelia" he groans and I moan, gasping, and biting my lip as I get fucked and used like a toy. 

"do you know how badly I want to hurt your pretty little cunt?" he groans, and I nod. 

"I dont think you do Cecelia" he groans. 

"You have no idea how badly I want to fuck you violently in all your precious little fucking holes" 

i whimper as he groans and lowers me further on his cock, thrusting into me, his cock still careful, but hitting the bottom of my cunt , filling me entirely, making me let out sound after sound as I hold on, gripping his biceps, my tits bouncing slightly as he lifts me up and down, like im as light as feather. 

"But you're such a pretty little doll, you're being such a good fucking girl Cecelia, your pussy is making it so easy to fuck you....so fucking wet for your man's cock.....you can never tell me I don't own this body when you get so fucking wet for me Cecelia, your pussy knows it belongs right here doll....right on my fucking cock....serving its purpose...to me...serving me and my fucking cock." he groans and my pussy clenches. It shouldnt turn me on, and fuck, the little grin on his mouth lets me know he knows that it turns me on to hear him talk to me like that, to mean every fucking word of it. 

"I knew the moment I saw you.....for months now I've known you were meant to be mine" he groans and I moan, yelping as he drops me down harder on his cock, his cock thrusting deeper and I let out a little scream. Wait...months? 

"M-months?" I manage to get out and he groans loudly. 

"Yes Cecelia." he groans. "Fucking months." 

I can barely breathe, little screams leaving my mouth as he keeps bouncing me on his cock, not nearly as hard as I know he can, but it's more than I can handle, and it sends a spark of pain into me with each thrust. 

Months? My mind can't wrap around that. I havent even known him for weeks. Is he that crazy? Does he not have a sense of time? What the hell is he talking about?" 

"Months, I waited" he groans. "I watched you for months Cecelia" 

My eyes widen, and his cock thrusts harder and I scream before I can argue. 

His hips dont give me the chance to question him, because he fucks me relentlessly, not giving me time to catch my breath or get another word in as he pulls me up and tosses me onto the bed, making me squeal as he flips me over onto my stomach and slaps my ass so fucking hard I scream

"Fucking months!" he growls and snatches my waist, jerking me onto my hands and knees as my limbs struggle to gain mobility. My hands pushing into the bed, my mouth opening to ask what the hell he's talking about , but then he's pushing back inside of me, his hands slipping up my back, curling around my shoulders.

"Put that little fucking cunt on my cock Cecelia" he says, yanking me back onto him and I scream, my head dropping, but his hands hold my shoulders, gripping them as he starts to thrust. Fuck. I can feel him in my fucking stomach. It's not that stretch that hurts now, it's how fucking deep he's drilling me. My eyes water and I try to fucking beg for him to stop, but I just growl and scream as he slips a hand up into my hair, fisting all of it, and pulling my head back, making my hands leave the bed, my body arching as he looks down at me, leaning down, he licks my mouth, it's wet, messy, my mouth parts as I pant, and cry as he keeps thrusting, his tongue licking over mine, spitting again my mouth, then lashing his tongue over mine as he groans loudly into my mouth. 

"you sweet little fucking slut"he groans and I whimper, as he licks over my mouth , over my cheek, biting it and I gasp and then my face is pushed down to the bed, and my cheek to the sheets as Ryker holds my head in place his other hand on my waist, gripping it at the side as he keeps fucking me. 

"I'm going to fuck you harder Cecelia, can you handle it?" he grunts. 

I shake my head as tears slip down my cheeks. 

"Yes you can. Take it Cecelia. Take what I give you like a good girl. " he groans and his hips slam forward, sending me pitching forward with a scream, my throat burning from how loud the sound rips through my throat. 

"s-stop"I cry. "s-stop" I cry as he keeps fucking me , but not delivering another hard thrust.

"no Cecelia." he groans. "you're mine." 

"you're going to learn how to take my fucking cock."

"You're going to learn how to be the perfect little fuck doll for me Cecelia." 

My tears are soaking my cheeks and the sheets as he thrusts hard again, his hands both on my waist as he pulls me back when my body tries to pitch forward. 

The pain makes my body go limp, but it doesnt matter, his hands have me where he wants me, keeping me up as I pull at the sheets and beg him to stop. 

"No."

"No." 

His answer to every plea as he pounds into me, the cock that felt so fucking good before, felt like it was going literally fuck my brains out. It hurt so fucking much. I scream, and I cry. I beg and I beg. 

"Please!" I sob, tears and snot dripping on my face as he pulls my hair again and slows his thrusts finally. His thrusts are shallow again as I fucking shake, and cry. 

I hiccup, choking on my tears, sniffling as he groans and thrusts hard again. I let out a pained cry and he grunts. Slowing , going shallow. Then giving another hard thrust. Taunting me, giving me mercy, before giving malicious hard thrusts that send my body surging forward , but his hands grab me hard at the waist, keeping me where he wants me. 

"please, stop" I choke on my cries as he gives me another mean thrust. 

"You're mine to do with as I please Cecelia. I don't take orders from you doll. The sooner you learn that, the better. I'm your fucking master. Your king. I own you Cecelia. And you'll fucking serve me the way you're meant to. "

"please" I whimper.

He groans. "You're so fucking hot when you cry Cecelia, god you're so fucking pretty, little doll" he says as he leans over, pushing my hair from my cheek, and bringing his mouth to my ear. 

"Bet Rodger didn't fuck you like this , did he Cecelia?" he groans, my lungs fill with air as I gasp as he mentiones my murdered neighbor. 

"He didnt last very long inside this sweet cunt, did he? Of course he didnt...this cunt was made for me Cecelia." he groans. 

"wh-what" I pant as he slows just enough to allow me to fucking register his words, and manage to speak just barely. 

"nobody touches what belongs to me" he groans and thrusts hard again making me cry out and wince, hissing as he draws his cock out of me slowly. 

"what?" I choke on my reply, my cunt clenching around him as he sinks back into me slowly, and he hums against my ear. 

"I said nobody touch what belongs to me....not Rodger.....not the detective....and certainy not that thirty year old man that took advantage of my girl...." 

Thirty year old man? I pant, trying to focus as he fucks me slowly, I just whimper,and then termble. 

The detective? The one who hit on me, the one who was murdered......Rodger was murdered....the thirty year old....my ex? The guy Id dated once I left my foster family? How did he know about him? Wait...Rodger...the detective...both dead.

"Ryker" my voice shakes, new tears filling my eyes. 

"Yes Cecelia?" he groans in my ear as his dick pushes deep and I lose my breath a moment. 

"what...did you do" i cry. I could give a fuck about the detective....but Rodger? I didnt like him romantically, but fuck, he didnt deserve to die.

"What needed to be done Cecelia." he groans and nips my ear. 

"did you....are you...." I cant even bring myself to ask. 

"Ryker did you.." I pant as he groans. 

"Ask me Cecelia...ask me what I've done to get you here bent over like a good girl taking my cock" 

I'm going to be sick. My pussy clenches anyways as he keeps slowly fucking me. 

"no" I shake my head and he groans. 

"yes Cecelia.......I didnt like the way that detective touched you...the way he thought he could have what was mine....he wanted to fuck you Cecelia....he thought he could have you....like Rodger had you....like that old fucking bastard had you....the way they had MY fucking girl." he growls and his teeth pinch the skin at my neck and he grunts as he thrusts hard again, and again, as I scream out. 

He.....

"You killed Chris?" I choke on my tears. 

"Yes." he groans. 

"R-rodger?" I whimper. 

"Mhm." he licks my neck and I close my eyes as he thrusts slower again. 

"w-why" I cry. 

"I already told you Cecelia" he growls. 

"YOURE MINE" he bellows into my ear. "NOBODY touches what's MINE" he snarls and I cry harder. 

"they didn't d-do anything wrong" I cry. 

"Oh yes they did Cecelia." he groans and then pulls out of me, and flips me right over onto my back and pushes my legs apart. 

"no stop" I cry as I try to close my legs but Ryker puts a hand on my throat, tears burning my eyes, the other hand gripping my breast as he thrusts back into me, my back arching. 

"Chris? Was that his name?" he groans. "Looked into him after I learned about your little relationship with him....did you know when you moved he found himself a fifteen year old to take your place Cecelia?" He snarls and I swallow hard. 

"That before you, all his little girlfriend were barely half way through highschool" he grunts and fucks me harder and I scream in pain. 

"He was a sick fuck and he deserved it Cecelia. Especially for putting his fucking filthy hands on my girl." he groans. 

"Maybe Rodger was a bit extreme...he didnt know you were mine..." 

"you're crazy" I cry. 

"but it doesnt matter...he won't be sniffing around my girl anymore....wont fuck her ever again....if you can even call that fucking....pathetic....he was pathetic and a fucking pain in my ass....plus.....come to find out, after the fact...apparently the police have found a lot of illegal porn on your little fuck buddies computer....you have a type Cecelia...men who like little fucking girls....but that ends now." 

Was he lying? Did it matter? He killed them! He KILLED three different people! 

"You're fucking crazy" I cry. 

"I take the trash out Cecelia. I have no remorse for what I've done. Other than the fact I shouldve taken care of your pathetic neighbor sooner, before he could sink his underage cunt loving cock into my girl" he growls and thrusts hard and my back bows and he groans loudly. 

"You're my doll Cecelia. MINE." he grunts, thrusting viciously into me, again and again, as I cry, and he holds my throat. 

"and anyone who dares to touch you without my permission...will meet the same fate as your little friends and the detective....because nobody...touches...what's mine."