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I looked down into her pleading eyes. Somehow, something came over me, and I pulled out. I was never going to get off without her more into it, I told myself. I knew deep down, of course, why I could not go further.

I couldn't explain why I had brought her here. Every day at school, I watched her, admiring her from afar. I could have never brought myself to hurt her. I loved her, even. But nobody thought I could have her. They all said she was out of my league. But yesterday, I snapped.

I snuck outside her bathroom window, and waited all night for her. I kept telling myself it was wrong, to just leave, but I couldn't. I waited until her shower that morning, and I broke in and took her away. The whole car ride, I kept telling myself it wasn't too late to pull out. I could drug her, put her in bed, and she'd think it was all a dream. But I kept going.

I brought her here, and now here she was, tied to a table, bleeding from the ass in front of me. I never wanted to hurt her, but I couldn't let her go. Why was this happening to me. I'm sorry, Ally.

"Not good enough, bitch!" I yelled, grabbing her hair, ramming my cock back into her mouth down her throat.
 
A shrill squeak managed to get out before he rammed back into her mouth, down her throat roughly, causing her to gag. A fresh spring of tears spilled down her face, trying her hardest not to choke on his cock, lodged uncomfortably in her throat, causing it to ache and burn in response. She gave a whimpering sob, trying with a futile effort to hold it in and dry it all up, but it didn't seem to be getting any better.

Why had he done it all? She'd never thought anyone would go so far as to do such a thing to anyone, even if they had turned them down in the harshest way possible. Though Ally couldn't bring herself to see from his point of view, to see how much he had been hurt by her turning him down. She was too frantic at the time wondering how much longer she could last.

In a desperate attempt to get him to stop being so forceful, she began to suck, expressing a bit more force into it, only assuming she was doing it right. Her dislike was aparent in it, but none the less she didn't dare stop, in fear of doing something wrong again.
 
She started sucking more forcefully, but it still wasn't good enough for me. After ramming her face on me a few more times, I pulled out and slapped her. "That was the worst blowjob I've ever been given. Including the ones you bit me," I said walking out a door and into the next room. I returned in a minute with a rapidly melting popsicle, which I quickly stuck into her mouth. "Maybe this will give you a few pointers on how to please a man. For each drop of that that falls out of your mouth, you're gonna feel it from me," I said maliciously, as I walked around the table. I climbed up onto it. "You're also going to have to do it with a few distractions," I said, placing the tip of my cock against her bleeding ass.
 
Tears continued to fall from her eyes, resisting the urge to scream at him and tell him she was trying her hardest. Though she didn't have the chance to say even one word, a distraught sob catching in her throat as he stuck the popsicle in her mouth. Oh, that wasn't so bad, she'd been thinking. At least it was something she'd be able to do. Though as he finished speaking, climbing up the table and pressing his cock to the entrance of that still very sore, bleeding hole.

"Mmm!" Her screams and sobs muffled by the popsicle, she tried to pull herself away from him, not managing to move very much at all, hot tears continuing to fall down her cheeks. Despite the fact that the streached hole probably wouldn't take it as painfully, no doubt the broken skin would make it all the more worse. Despite the fact that she was still trying to calm herself and trying to tell herself that she shouldn't screw it up, she couldn't help but frantically struggle against the binds, trying to get away from him.
 
I could see the tears stream down her face. I slowly pushed my cock further into her ass. It was easier this time, now that her ass had been stretched open. I pushed my cock in as far as I could. She was screaming in pain, her gasps muffled by the popsicle in her mouth. "Watch your mouth, slut. You don't want to miss a drop," I smiled. I grabbed her legs, as I pulled back, and rammed my cock into her hard. She moaned into the popsicle in pain. I reached around to her chest, and groped at her breasts as I continued to maul her ass.

I smiled as I thought of a proposition. "You want me to stop, Ally? I will if you ask me to. But if you open your mouth, who knows what my punishment will be? Your call, bitch."
 
His words brought her painfully back to the popsicle, careful not to let any of it spill, giving her something to try and focus on other than his rough treatment ot her ass. Though that didn't stop her crying. Soft sobs echoing from her throat, unable to do anything much with that popsicle in her mouth, she began wishing it wold melt faster, not daring to shift it in fear of having it fall.

She listened now as he spoke, those tears still dropping fronm her eyes. How was she supposed to speak like this? A whimper of confused fear rose in her throat, attempt to speak without having the popsicle fall or losing a drop to the table or floor. Finally finding it more than difficult to do such a thing, she fell silent except for a sniffle here and there, normally followed by a whimper, the muscles of her ass retracting around his cock in pain. She'd made her decision, hoping it'd pass soon, choosing rather to try and cope with the pain then risk another punishment for a mistake.
 
"You made the right choice, slut." I chuckled, as I rammed my cock into her ass once again. I continued to pump into her raw and bloody ass. As I pumped and groped her breasts, I felt the familiar twinge as my cock started to shake. "Well, well, Ally. Looks like you'll finally have a chance to feel my cum," I laughed as I pumped even faster. My cock shook a few more times before the hot cum shot out of my cock. Five streams of hot, sticky cum shot out of my cock, filling up her ass. My semen flowed out of her ass, running down her legs on to the table. I slowly slipped my cock out of her ass. I climbed off the table and returned around to the front of the table and pulled the popsicle out of her mouth. "How do you like my cum in your ass, slut?"
 
Ally had screamed into the popsicle as he rammed into her, the inner walls of her ass burning in response. That spring of tears continued to flow as she cried, trying her best not to lose the popsicle in the process. As he spoke, she drew her eyes opened, shaking her head in response to his words. She didn't want that, no, it was the last thing she wanted. Groaning painfully as he sped up after he spoke, she clenching her eyes closed as his cum filled her ass. It was unpleasent, making the sore entrance no better than before. Though she had been just about to choke on the popsicle with her tears, only until he pulled out of her ass and pulled the popsicle out. Gasping for air she cried in response, worried that if she did not reply soon that he'd become angry and hit her or something. He'd already hit her a good few times, and her face was red because of it. Though the wrong reply might make him angry as well. Thinking quickly, she thought it would be better to agree with him rather than not. Hanging her head, her arms refusing to relax as they strained against the bonds, she managed to speak even the few words.

"It-it feels good." She uttered, wishing now to throw another insult at him. No, she couldn't do that. She'd be in more trouble than she already was, if she did.
 
"I'm glad you enjoyed it," I said glaring down at her. I looked down at the face of the table in front of her, where in front of her face lay a few drops of sticky, purple liquid. I ran my finger through it and held it to her face. "Looks like you missed some," I said angrily. "What if that had been my cum you couldn't hold in your mouth, bitch?" I reached under the table, and pulled out a long, thin black box. I opened it, and pulled out a long, thin, leather whip. I held the tip of it in front of her face, running it along the tip of her nose. "It's time for your punishment," I said evilly, dropping the popsicle to the ground as I marched around the table behind her, just out of sight.
 
A streak of fear echoed in her blue eyes as she stared, wet tears still visible on her cheeks as she looked up at him, and the droplets of purple that had managed to slip. She hadn't ment to, she tried to keep any from falling, and she almost felt the urge to scream it out at him, but remained silent, her heart throbbing in her chest. As he mentioned punishment, she felt her heart lodge itself in her throat, another tear or two falling down her cheeks.

"No! Please, please don't! I-I won't do it again, I sware, please!" Voice frantic with fear, she tugged violently against the binds holding her to the table, a paniced shriek given at sight of the whip. She imagined it hurting, even worse that how he'd treated her ass a few moments before perhaps, and it would most likely leave marks. Tears streaming down her face as she tried to calm down, and prepare herself for what she was likely to receive, a soft whimper given as she tried to space herself as far away as she could from that whip.
 
I lightly traced her back with the tip of the whip. "You won't do it again?" I asked. "Well, maybe you need some incentive!" I yelled, sharply bringing the whip down on her back. Her skin tore open, as a trickle of blood seeped out of her back. I felt the shock of the whip travel up my arm, into my heart, as I recoiled. The hate flickered out of my eyes for a moment. Why was I doing this? Why did I bring her here for this? I trembled for a moment, as the whip shook in my hand. I could feel each ounce of pain I had given to her shake back into me. I stood wide-eyed at her tied up on the table. Before I could respond to the wash of pain inside me, the hate burned back into my eyes. I brought the whip back down on her tender back as she yelped, and the tears streamed down her face.

"Had enough?"
 
Ally screamed, a nearly ear shattering sound, her muscles doing as they normally would to any sudden pain, tensing to the fullest. It didn't do much to help that oncomming wave of something she could never describe as normal pain. This was far beyond that, and only perhaps the simplest thing he could do to her. Those tears began to pool around her face as she cried, that throbbing pain flickering through her body like fire to paper, able to feel the blood seeping from that stinging wound. She clenched her jaw tightly, retracting her tongue, for she was sure she could have nearly bitten it off with that whip. But he didn't stop there, no. One wasn't good enough. He lashed out a second time, a hoarse shreik concealed in her mouth as she forced her jaws tighter together, nearly choking on her tears as she let her body go limp, unable to do anything about the pain except pray for it to go away, pray for it to die down.

As he spoke, she found herself unable to form words now, muscles sore as she trembled, those swollen blue eyes clamped shut. The pain continued to course from those lashes, a bit less stinging now, but still there. And though she tried once more finally to pull her hands weakly from the binds, accomplishing nothing as she had been doing for the past hour or so, she knew better than to not answer. No, that would make it worse. Slowly she nodded, a pitiful weeping moan etching it's way softly through her throat, bracing herself to try and prepare for another lash, or the next act he found suitable to use.
 
"Good."

I put the whip back under the table. I did not want her to become accustomed to the pain of the whip. I traced the scars I had left on her back, as she cringed away from my touch. I walked around the table, and pulled up her chin so she could see my face. I gave her a cruel look before reaching down and kissing her roughly. "Maybe you should learn to obey me. Unless you want to be whipped more." I turned around and went back behind her. I reached under her arched up back, pressing a finger into her pussy. She pulled away once again. "Do you like this, Ally? Do you want me to untie you and let me fuck you?"
 
Thankfully Ally took a breath as he put away that whip, wincing and recoiling as he touched those marks. They hurt, even more so when touched. She didn't dare try and pull away from the kiss, or bite his lip, a few tears occasionally dropping though not much. As he spoke and shifted, she felt that now very familiar fear pulse up her body, motivating her tired form to get as far away as quickly as she could as possible. He was messing with her pussy now. And still very much a virgin, Ally had planned on staying that way for a long time. She whimpered, wondering weather or not to answer him truthfully or do what he wanted. She didn't want the whip again. That was enough to make her beg for it even. Moments of silence followed afterh he spoke, and she slowly brought herself to not pull away, nodding carefully.

"Yes.." She uttered to him in reply. He was going to untie her. And she'd be good, like she had said she would, with the ever fresh thoughts of another whipping in her head.
 
I smirked at her. My throbbing hard-on had been anticipating this moment for months. I slowly unclasped her ankles, and her legs instantly collapsed after being held up for so long. I wrapped an arm around her waist and unclasped her hands. I knew she would be unable to run after the beating she had recieved, but I made sure she wasn't going anywhere. I lifted her up off the table, seeing the large bruises on her knees from kneeling for so long, and she was hardly able to keep herself upright in my arms. I lay her down on the ground and squatted on top of her, placing my throbbing cock at her entrance. I slipped a finger inside her cunt, feeling her thin virginity on the tip of my finger. "Ready, Ally? I'm about to make you a woman."
 
As he proceeded to release her legs and arms from those tight, demanding bonds, she gave a soft exhaling sigh in releif, finding herself unable to move much at all. If it came to running, she would barely be able to stand, much less run anywhere. Her eyes were rubbed the nearest chance she got, cleaning her face of those tears as he shifted her now. Her throat was sore, because of all that screaming, a pulsing head ache meeting her now. That pretty blonde hair was no where near as perfect as it had been before. But still.

She quickly rubbed her wrists before he lowered her painfully onto her back, those whelts that would likely be there for another few days, a week at the most, stinging in reply. Almost an automatic reaction, a few tears beaded and fell now to the sides of her face as he spoke, placing that throbbing errection at that untouched entrance. Face shifted into a pitiful silent plead, knowing that it would do no good to strain her voice and reach deaf ears, she held her hands limbly to her sides, turning her head a different direction. She didn't want to look at him...it'd only make her cry again. Still intent on keeping on his 'good side' if you could even call it that, she sucked in a breath, tensing her body and preparing it for what he was going to do next. She was in no way thinking this to be any gentle, sensual sensation. She knew simply by how he acted that he was going to make it long, fast, and rough...she'd have to try and handle it.
 
I smiled, noticing how weakly and fearfully she complied with my commands. I placed my hands on the insides of her legs, pushing them open and spreading the entrance to her pussy open. I poised my cock at the entrance, and thrust into her as hard as I could. She screamed out as I broke her skin, and took her virginity from her. I paused for a moment, as my cock filled up her amateur pussy, and pulled out and began pumping as fast as I could. She screamed and cried with each push. I held off on the pressure for a moment, stopping my thrusts to look down at her weak and fearful face. "Do you like being fucked by me, Ally? Tell me how much you like it."
 
Ally whimpered lightly as he spread her legs, resisting the urge to push back against him and force them closed. But they were so weak from that position they'd been forced into earlier, she couldn't have brought herself to do much either way. She struggled to find something to hold on to as he place his cock there at her entrance, unsucessful in that as well. But he didn't wait. She screamed as he thrust into her, knowing long before that he wasn't going to do it carefully or kindly. A few tears spilled from her eyes as she tried to get used to the feeling, his hard, thick cock lodged deep inside of her. If he'd stopped there, it would have been something she'd have thanked god for five times more. But that wouldn't come any time soon.

Her breath now in gasps and sharp withdrawls, wincing and screaming with each of his thrusts, she dug her fingernails roughly into the ground below, tears making their way down her cheeks. And though she would have never admitted it truly to him, once that pain began to subside, despite the fact that she was still bleeding lightly, it felt good. No, the thoughts disgusted her that she could ever think that...but she knew it was painfully true. She panted, taking in air greedily as he stopped and spoke. Bitterly she turned her head to the side once more, locking her jaw insisting now on not saying anything. But that would make him mad. And he'd hit her. She decided quickly against it. It was better to at least act that have him do god only knew what to her.

"Yes..I love it...it's the best thing I've ever felt.." That tone was meek, fearful, and she knew the answer wasn't near as good as she could have given. She tried to think of how nice it would feel once the pain was gone, a guilty sense of dislike also comming along with it.
 
I heard her speak weakly, trembling under my force. I smiled, knowing that despite how much she hated it, I had her under my control and she said she loved it. "Well, that's good, Ally. Because you're going to feel it often," I said menacingly. I continued attacking her sex with all my force, as if I had never paused at all. Her screams and tears flowed back, as I brought my hands up to grope at her breasts. I forced back into her, feeling her grow wet at my attacks. "I think you like this more than you let on," I whispered to her with a smile, as my thrusts became faster and stronger into her.
 
Often? Again, she didn't very much like the idea of that. That tender sex was taking in every thrust, and enjoying it along with the pain, be if it or if not Ally liked it. She locked her jaw to keep from making any sounds, the occasional scream slipping out and whimper in her throat as she stared hard at him, only wishing she knew a way to get through to him and make him stop. But then, there was also that part that didn't want him to stop. Despite the fact that his rough assault toward her previrgin sex was still stinging with pain, she knew she liked it inside.

"No! I don't! Stop!" His words sent streaking fear up her. It was so wrong, oh so horribly wrong, but still her body was replying, the smallest of things. Her nipples hardened under his rough grasp, walls of her amateur inside beginning to squeeze around him. Though she began to become more tempted to try and shove him away. She knew the chances of trying to get away were low, even if she did manage to get him off of her.
 
I continued to attack her as the walls of her pussy tightened around my shaft. I took her lips into mine and kissed her roughly as my hands occupied themselves with her chest. I forced myself deeper into her pussy, which was growing wetter with every thrust, as her screams and the occasional moan escaped into my lips. I pulled my lips away from hers. "You do, slut. You love every second of it. You can't hide anything from me, Ally. Scream and moan as loud as you can, show how much you love it."
 
Ally forced her head to the side away from him, her face burning with embarassment, hatred, and guilty pleasure. Insistantly she turned those would be moans into whimpers and groans of pain, not daring reply to him now. He'd get bored eventually, he would stop, she told herself. Though that tightness only squeezed harder, her body replying to his thrusts by bucking forward to press into his thrusts. And the moment she did, she regretted it. She shifted her hands now to press hard against his chest in attempt to move him, a good few tears falling from her eyes.
"Stop...please.."
 
I plowed myself into her, as her growing wetness tightened around me. I moaned in pleasure, listening to the sounds of her screams. I continued to grope at her chest, twisting at her erect nipples. She begged me to stop, and I felt a twinge in the back of my head. I could have ignored her, and continued to fuck her, but for some reason I felt myself slow down, until I pulled to a stop. "Why should I stop? I'm having a good time, and I know you like it. Can you give me something I would like better than this, or should I keep going?" I asked, with a malicious smile.
 
Ally felt a few more of those tears fall out, starting to dry quicker upon her hot burning fact, her throat once again sore from screaming. She whimpered. And she was surprised, he began to slow down. She trembled beneath him, tryign to inch her way slowly upward and rid herself of the feeling of him inside of her, that pulsing wet area demanding more attention. She didn't want him to stop, part of her at least, but the other part did. More than anything.

Though this was a question that she couldn't bring herself to answer. She could think of nothing else, really, that would satisfie him enough to make him stop. With a whimper she dared herself to bring her gaze up to meet his, still remaining silent and in that odd position, her eyes pleading that he stop.
 
"No ideas? Well then, I'm going to have to keep going!' I shouted, as I brought myself right back up to full force. I continued to attack her pussy, thrusting myself into her. Her moans and screams filled the room. "Don't be afraid to like it, Ally. There's nothing wrong with it. I know who love it." I pushed into her, as my balls began to become sore, begging for release. I began pushing as fast and hard as I could, watching the tears stream down her face. I pulled my lips to hers, and smothered her lips to cover her screams and moans as I finally released, spraying my cum inside her. I could see the mixed emotions in her eyes, relief that I had finished, but embarassment that I had raped her. As I finished releasing into her, I pulled myself out of her. "How was that, Ally? And be honest, you can't hide anything from me."
 
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