Introduction:
Willow walked timidly down the long, dark hall in the Hell Castle. Shadows danced along the walls, casting eerie shapes all around her. The nineteen-year-old bit her full lower lip nervously, twirling a strand of her long, black hair around her index finger as she walked.
She froze when she heard footsteps softly echo behind her. They were slow, patient – the footsteps of a predator. She felt her heart start to pound as they came closer, closer, closer… Her obsidian eyes darted around for an escape, and she saw a huge door to the side, so she ducked into it without thinking.
As she scanned the candle-lit room, she started to make out its contents: a darkly adorned bed with a wrought iron frame; several shelves that held chains, whips, and restraining devices; a few masks here and there; and some blood-red satin restraints that were tied to the bedposts.
Willow was so awe-stricken by the room that she didn’t hear the man approach behind her. He had been stealthy, precise in his movement… He had done this before.
“Hello, darling.” he purred in her ear as he wrapped his arms around her from behind and gave her breasts a gentle squeeze.
Willow had never had her breasts touched before. It sent a tingle of excitement through her, but she still built up a good scream and prepared to let it out.
She never had the chance, however.
Her captor put a hand over her mouth to silence her, laughing in satisfaction at her fear. He sucked and gently bit her earlobe, sending shivers down her spine and causing her legs to shake fearfully. He hoisted her up, somehow managing to still keep her silent, and threw her onto the bed roughly. She felt him making quick work of the satin restraints, tying them around her wrists firmly. He moved down to tie her feet when she gave a scream of protest and kicked him across the cheek.
The man’s perfectly featured face snapped to the side, and he gave a little growl of annoyance, but then he turned his red eyes to her and, with a grin, slowly ran his tongue along his lower lip to get rid of the blood.
“Mmmm, you’re fiesty, aren’t you? Don’t worry… I can fix that.” he said in a deep, dark voice as he nipped her inner thigh in punishment.
She squeeked in pain and instinctively yanked her legs back, trying to get away from him. He made a noise of pleasure and caught her ankle.
“I’m just going to have to relax you first, aren’t I?” he chuckled as her nudged her thighs apart.
She screamed, but to no avail. This was Hell. No one cared if she screamed.
Willow felt the man’s waist-length black hair tickling her thighs as he knelt down and pulled her panties off.
She kicked at him again, this time catching him hard on his hip bone. He gave her another hard nip to the inner thigh, then became rougher with her soft, lightly tanned legs as he muscled them apart and dove his mouth down to her pussy and gave her a few firm licks.
“Ohhhhhhh….” Willow moaned unwillingly as his skilled mouth flicked over her clit and stroked her opening.
He continued his relentless assault, whispering all kinds of promises of things he was going to do to her, his breath warm and sensual as it fanned along her sensitive mound. He licked at her greedily, sucking and licking and just barely using his tongue to penetrate her.
Willow’s body bucked in pleasure and rebellion, trying to angle itself for a better tonguing but then again still trying to get away from him. She could feel pressure building in her clit, a tidal wave of pleasure was growing within her, begging for release. He sensed her orgasm and mercilessly flicked his tongue over her sensitive little clit; his hot, demanding tongue was teasing her, driving her harder and faster until, finally, she felt her pussy contract in an overwhelming orgasm. She cried out, panting as he continued to work her over, when she felt it.
His hot tongue dove inside of her, massaging all of her inner muscles as they grabbed at his tongue selfishly, demanding more of him.
She was struggling against her restraints now, moaning and out of breath as he grinned up at her, his lips still shining from her juices.
“Does my girl want more?” he asked, his voice every bit as smooth as the satin that restrained her.
It was now that she saw her captor. He was tall, about 6’4″, with darkly tanned skin and gleaming crimson eyes. His dark, straight hair flowed down his finely muscled body. He looked to be about 21, and he was gorgeous.
She relaxed her legs a little and, after hesitating, said “Yes, please…”
He laughed in satisfaction and made himself comfortable, laying between her legs. He slowly kissed her clit and gently slid a finger into her soaked pussy. He worked her gently, not wanting to hurt her too badly.
Willow had just gotten used to his thick finger being inside of her when she felt another nudging its way inside.
“Oh, no, please, not another…” she begged, fearing that he would hurt her already tender pussy.
“You made me bleed, love. How ’bout an eye for an eye, hmm?” he grinned as he rammed his second finger into her.
Willow screamed in pain and felt blood start to slowly trickle down her legs.
Her assailant laughed at the sight of it and worked his fingers harder and faster; Willow’s smooth, slender body started to rock back and forth on the bed from the pounding of his fingers deep inside of her, her breasts jiggling beneath her thin white cotton sundress.
“Let’s see those tits, babe.” he said as he ripped her dress clean in half up the middle.
Willow’s full breasts bounced free from the restraining fabric, the warm air washing over them.
“Say my name, and maybe I’ll stop.” he purred, pounding her pussy harder and harder still.
“Wh-at is y-your name?!” Willow struggled to ask, tears forming in her eyes from the pain between her legs as he finger-fucked her sadistically.
“Oboro.” he said, nipping her clit getnly between his teeth, sending a shockwave through the girl’s body. She started screaming his name over and over and over, but he just started swirling his fingers around on her G-spot, causing the pleasure to build again within her.
He shoved his shoulders up against her, forcing her to sit with her back against the headboard of the bed.
“Watch yourself get eaten out and finger-fucked.” he commanded as he stroked her G-spot again while licking hungrily at her clit.
Watching her captor working her pussy so masterfully sent her over the edge again. Her vagina was begging for mercy, squeezing his fingers hard with every thrust into her.
He let her moan his name a few more times before finally pulling his now sticky fingers from her, then set about licking them clean.
Willow saw him sitting on his knees between her legs, licking his fingers clean of her juices, and tried to close her thighs to get some relief.
“No no no no…” he scolded her mockingly, settling his hard, lean, warm body on top of hers as he pulled her back down the bed.
“NO!!!” she protested as he thrust all eight inches of his dick inside of her.
Willow moaned and protested and cried as he had his wicked way with her, moving his hips on top of her… She could feel all of his muscles and bones churnin on top of her, working together to violate her… She cried even harder as he bunched himself up to where he could suck on her nipples as he fucked her.
She felt his tongue swirling over her taut nipple, tasting and teasing and making her wetter than she already was. She heard the sound of her wet pussy being taken by this man, the moist slapping of his dick inside of her echoing through her mind and he started to grunt and moan in his own pleasure. His balls slapped against her as he buried himself deep within her. He didn’t stop until he hit her cervix, causing waves of nauseating pain and ecstasy to bolt through her already battered body.
Willow’s body was on the verge of releasing again when she heard him cursing under his breath, and suddenly his body went from simply making love to her to full-blown, unadulterated fucking he rwith all he had. Willow’s D-cup breasts bounced hard, her body being rutted hard by him as he neared his own orgasm.
He reached between them and circled his thumb over her nub and she lost herself in a mind-blowing orgasm that rocked her whole body. Her pussy tugged hard on his dick as he moved inside of her….She nearly lost consciousness, but the sound of him roaring out in release, followed by feeling his hot cum shooting into her, brought her back to reality.
“You… You came inside of me?!?!?!” she shrieked in terror, feeling him pull out as some of his semen trickled out of her. She sobbed uncontrollably, begging him to release her, and he actually conceded to her demands. He untied her.
She expected him to leave her here, degraded and crying and exhausted and scared but he didn’t. Instead, he crawled under the bedspread and tenderly tucked her into his side, wrapping his arms around her. She didnt know why, but she clung to him.
If loving her assailant was wrong… she wasnt sure she wanted to be right.

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