It was Saturday night in Virtual Wonderland which is cause for celebration every week; the tavern holds a big shebang and everyone gets ‘tipsy’. Whilst dancing in the middle of the tavern with half of the residents of Virtual Wonderland Alex suddenly felt the hairs raise on the back of her neck. Her eyes met with a stranger who was stood across the bar from her, his gaze was intense but Alex couldn’t break eye contact. She stopped dancing and made her way over to the stranger. She introduced herself to him, having to lean in close so that he could hear her over the music. She rested her hand on his shoulder for balance and noted how firm and muscular he felt beneath the fabric of his shirt. She breathed in the scent of his cologne – he smelt really good. His name was The Sadist and Alex had a good feeling about him. The look in his eyes whilst he talked to her made Alex feel like a gazelle come face to face with a lion. Her heart thumped in her chest and she felt scared of him, but strangely safe at the same time.
Once they were outside and were halfway down the alley that ran alongside the tavern he shoved Alex into the wall and gripped small throat with his huge hand. His mouth almost touching her ear he growled at her.
“There’s something about you...something that makes me want to hurt you little girl”, Alex remained perfectly still, partly out of fear and partly anticipation. She wanted him to hurt her - she was waiting for it.
“I want to break you, I want to see and hear you cry do you understand that?”
She nodded, her movement almost imperceptible but he saw it.
“Good girl”, he placed his hand over her mouth and tore her top open with his free hand. His head dipped to her chest and he sucked on her nipple so hard it made Alex gasp against the palm of his hand. She yelped as he bit her, his teeth digging deep into the soft flesh of her breast. He moved to her other breast, the pain brought tears to Alex's eyes. He looked up at her and smiled tenderly before cupping her pussy roughly through her jeans.
"This is mine tonight to do with as I please. Do you understand?". Alex nodded her understanding. She needed him so badly she wanted him to have her right there in the alleyway. He told her he's have her when he was ready but she didn't look like she'd be grateful enough yet. He said “Come on babygirl, let’s get you home” and Alex melted. He slung her over his shoulder and carried her to her doorstep.
Once inside he told Alex to strip and stand with her nose pressed against the free wall in the living room. She did as instructed and once naked positioned herself at the wall, her back to him. She jumped as his hand made contact with her bare ass with a loud 'smack!'. He paused before laying a smack on her other cheek. He did this for quite some time until Alex could feel a definite heat in her ass cheeks. He wanted her ass to be nice and hot before he took it. A tirade of short sharp smacks followed in quick succession, Alex could no longer remain still and tried to move out of his reach. He grabbed her roughly and pressed her face against the wall so that her left cheek was smushed hard against it.
"Please, it hurts!" She cried out. He chuckled and told her that she didn't know the meaning of the word 'hurt' yet. He kicked at her ankles to spread her legs and roughly plunged two fingers inside her and began fucking her with them. When she began to make noises of appreciation he added another finger; her groans turning to a mix of pleasure and discomfort as he stretched her tight pussy. He delved his thumb into her ass with no preparation and said he would be taking both of her holes several times that night but first he wanted to hear her beg for it. She whimpered the word please and he yanked her hair.
"That's nowhere near good enough babygirl. You'd better crawl up them stairs now and get on your bed and I want to hear you beg real good before I lay another hand on you."
Fuelled with adrenaline and need Alex dropped to her hands and knees and made her way upstairs, tears streaming down her face. As she got on the bed she stayed on her hands and knees in the centre. She trembled and her pussy quivered as she heard his heavy footsteps climb the stairs.
The next morning she woke cradled in his arms. She was aching all over and bruised and sore...she was a very happy girl. They showered and dressed and she made him breakfast before he had to leave for work. He told her that he had to leave and wouldn’t be back. Alex didn’t ask why; it was irrelevant. Her mind drifted back to the night before as she watched The Sadist make his way down the road.
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