Contains: CNC, power play, explicit language, and sexual themes
Notes: I strongly suggest if you aren't a fan of CNC (Consensual Non Consent) or power play kinks to not read this. I do not support non consensual acts or abuse. I struggled writing this so please bare with me. It's definitely not perfect. I took almost a month and a half to complete this because I was struggling.
⚠️Trigger Warnings⚠️
"Oh you foolish girl," you woke to a large leather hand stretched over your mouth. Horror blanketed you as you felt your heart begin to race, your body shivered, and acidity filled your stomach. " Oh no, your're trembling, sweetheart. I'm sorry for waking you like this. Maybe you'd find some relief in opening your big beautiful eyes for me? ", the deep voice beckoned as his hand put more pressure against your lips. You shut your eyes tighter, and ignored his request. Slap. A sting from his other hand striked your cheek as he held your face with the other. You whimpered in pain , your eyes flashed open obediently, unveiling a man cloaked in black wearing a Ghostface mask. He was incredibly tall, thin, his hands were large and his fingers long underneath leather gloves. "Good girl.", his hand reached to stroke your burning cheek. " I'm sorry I hurt you, darling. But you had upset me, you have such beautiful eyes, and those long thick eyelashes. Absolutely, gorgeous. Why would you hide them from me?", his voice lingered with insincere disappointment as his hand traced your cheek down to your neck. "Such fragility, you truely are so delicate, like a porcelain doll.", his fingers brushed along the shape of your neck spreading goosebumps along your skin. His fingers moved gently to your collarbone and back up to softly wrap around your neck. " I could just hurt you so easily. " You felt his hand squeeze around your neck, not enough to restrict air but it still delivered you panic. Your lips began to shiver underneath his gloved hand, your eyes wide with tears as you stared at the Ghostface, and your hands traveling up to attempt prying his hand off your neck. " DO NOT DO THAT. ", he emphasized slowly as his hand tightened around your neck and you felt your breath leaving you. Your hands obediently fell limp to your sides, and seconds later his hand released your neck and the other uncovered your mouth. " I have been patient with you, from you hiding your beautiful eyes, and you trying to stop me from touching you the way I want." His voice carried the weight of great impatience. "I admit, I have never been quite patient, and it really would be disappointing to hurt you even worse.", your eyes couldn't control the welling of all your tears, they began to flood from your eyes, and you felt your chest quickly rise and fall. "Aw,", a sound of satisfaction was muttered under his mask. He moved his face closer to your's, viewing the humiliating spector of your sobbing, and how shades of red spread across your face. " You look so cute crying. Your eyes are already so lovely, but when you decorate them with tears...mmm...that fear...that genuine panic from your beautiful eyes, the smell that lingers off you...it makes me quite hard.", he breathed heavily as his hand cupped your face tipping your face up to stare into his eyes. Not a trace of his actual face could be seen within his mask, just a muffled deep voice hidden within a very thin tall man. The hollow black eyes that sunk in his mask delivered you terror that webbed underneath your skin. The goosebumps continued to dance along along body, raising hairs and tingles along you skin. "I've gotten tired of waiting,", he returned his hand back to his side and stepped back away from you.
"I want to see your pretty pink lips wrapped around me.", he began to unfastened his belt. " Mmmm...I just can't control myself any longer, you are so stunning especially up close. Seeing you like this is so....intoxicating.", his buckle jingled until he successfully undid his belt, dropping his distressed black pants, and his black boxer briefs followed. His erection sprung from the tug of his boxers, revealing a long pale cock decorated with three bars that made a ladder frenum near the head. His hand motioned you to approach him, and you had no other option but to obliged. You crawled over the bed to him, until you were off the bed, and on your apartment ground. You quickly glanced around, analyzing your floor for any objects to strike him with. You felt disappointment flood your face, you cleaned before this intrusion, and the floor was sadly spotless.
" Don't make me wait, beautiful. I want you to worship me.", he softly commanded holding his cock in his leather hand. "Now suck.", you looked up at him for a brief moment, looking up at nothingness but a white mask. He cocked his head to the side as he gazsd down at you and he pointed his finger at his cock. " You can look at me, in fact, please stare. I want to see those eyes, see all the terror behind those lovely irises.", he groaned in pleasure as precum escaped his length. Your blood boiled with degradation , and resentment anchored you. Whoever he was, you hated him, his existence disgusted you. Yet, under all those loathing emotions, lust dripped thick between your heated thighs. " Yes, sir.", you finally responded, opening your mouth widely, sliding his long cock between your velvet pink lips. " Mmmm, that's what I like to hear. Finally, with a little patience and control, you finally submit to me.", he moaned quietly, as you felt his salty precum drag along your tongue. You breathed loudly as you bobbed your head back and forth against his length. Occasionally, feeling your tongue brush against his piercings. He continued to moan as one of his long hands returned to your cheek. He cupped your face, his thumb tracing circles along your cheekbone, and he guided your face once again up at him. "Look at me.", he ordered as he fixed your eyes on his empty ones. " Make me ever harder.", you continued sucking on his erection for several minutes, swirling your tongue around his head and length. "Oh...fuck,", he grunted moving his hand up to your hair, strands lacing between his fingers as he yanked you off him. You felt the back of your head grow sensitive from his hard pull, your hair balled up in his clenched fist. " It truely is a sight, your mouth glistening spit all on my aching cock..", he freed your hair, and slowly began to stroke and twirl your hair with his skeleton fingers. Locks fell between his fingers, although, he didn't yank or pull it. " Mm, now for the moment I've waited a long time for. Undress and show me your body."
You felt anxiety ball up in your stomach, your legs shake and buckle as you rose from your knees. You were about to undress infront of your intruder. It was so unorthodox, a man that could kill you, snuck into your apartment, and threatened you delivered you such immense arousal. Yet, there was a presence of fear tucked over it. "Ok,", you sighed as you moved your eyes down on the ground. You tried to focus on carpet, maybe his boots? You just felt so embarrassed stripping under these circumstances. It felt so dirty. You pulled your baggy shirt over your shoulders and arms and tossing it onto the bed. Your breasts at complete exposure as you immediately brought your arms to cover them. " No, you whore!", he raised his voice and then proceeded to clear his throat. " I'm going to pretend that you did that because you're cold. I'll let this slide. You already know what I want. Show me your beautiful breasts.", he politely demanded as his head lowered in the direction of your breasts. He advanced slowly towards you, the only sound for a few seconds were the crinkle of his leather boots with each step. " Don't make me ask again, it won't be fun, little girl." , his voice raspy but intense with no evidence of patience left. You let out a quiet breath as you dropped your arms under your breasts still crossing them. His cock twitched as he quickly hunched over looking closely at your chest. " Mmm, perfect. ", his fingers along your right nipple, brushing his thumb against it until it grew hard, and then proceeding to tug on it. You let out a quiet moan, shutting your eyes and looking away. He repeated the motion with both your nipples, and then lightly pinching them while squeezing your breasts. You continued to attempt silencing your moans but it was difficult. It had been along time since you were touched, you were incredibly sensitive.
After several moments, you felt a cold sharp object brush against you, you let out a loud gasp and opened your eyes. Was he about to kill you? His right hand gripped tightly his knife, he dragged it along the bottom of your breast, down your ribs, your stomach, and down to your hips. "Hehe, I love how easily startled you get. It's gonna make this even better.", you felt him tuck his knife under your panties, he turned the blade until the sharper side faced the cloth, and he pulled away cutting them. Your panties dropped down to your ankles, your pussy now visible to him. He let out a low breath and continued to follow his knife down your skin. " Lay on your fucking back. ", he growled, pushing you back, until you stumbled backwards. You planted on the bed, eyes fixed on his every move, his unarmed hand moving from your ankle to your inner thigh. He guided your thigh away from the other, spreading you apart. You heard heavy low breathing distorted under his mask, his cock once again twitching. He returned the knife against your flesh, starting from your inner thigh, until it met your slit. Gently the knife, traveled from the bottom of your pussy all the way to your clit. He lifted the knife away from you, a thick bead of arousal trailing from you to the blade. "What a naughty little whore. At the mercy of your intruder, yet you drip at the confusion of danger. Don't worry, darling, it only will get more interesting here.", he returned the knife to the sheath attached to his upper leg and began to lean forward until his mask was above your face.
He grabbed his cock, guiding into you, slowly allowing you to stretch around him. You let out a loud cry as you felt yourself become full of him. He let out a pleasured sigh and placed his hands on the top of your shoulders. His hands gripped tightly against you as he used your shoulders to help him pull you against him. "Mmm, fuck! Tight just like I imagined you.", he grunted as he began thrusting slow against your walls, feeling you brush against the sides of his shaft. You felt his warm length, pump into you, slowly gathering a rhythm. Whimpers escaped your lips, as you felt your face grow flush and pink scattering your face. " Moan for me. Do it now.", he grunted as he began digging his hips against you, his cock buried entirely inside you. You yelped loudly, your hands desperately reaching to grip your sheets. " Yeah...thats right, I know you fucking love this. Such a dumb little bitch, a man breaks in your home to defile you, yet you grow wet from the very idea of me tainting you! Mmm, dragging my knife on you, threatening you, and forcing myself inside you.", he continued sloppily breathing, as he brought a hand to wrap around your throat. Your hands immediately reacting to attempt pulling his hand off. " You stupid whore, don't do that! You let me slip in, so easily I have to add. Don't fucking fight me. Now fucking moan more!", he began to yell tightening his grip, his hips thrusting faster against you. The hand that rested on your shoulder struck your cheek twice, and immediately you dropped your hands to your sides. You felt overwhelmed with arousal, the pain, the pleasure,and the wrongness. You arched your back, feeling a climax build up, your head tilting back. You let out a desperate moan as he slapped you again. " Mmm, that's what I love to hear, sweetheart! Now cum on your defiler's cock!", he began to rub your clit with his thumb, while the other hand continued to choke you. You felt the air leaving you, which each second air left you, you felt the orgasm well up inside you. You clit felt ripples of satisfaction as he continued to aggressively rub it, he was absolutely confident you were about to break. Your head thrown back as your eyes rolled with it. The sounds of the bed creaking and Ghostface defiling you filled the cold room. His body slamming into you, with each hard thurst your juices escaping yourself and running down your thighs.
He released your throat, a loud pleasured moan escaping you, as you felt your final breaking point. He continued to rub as your body bucked and squirmed from an intense orgasm. "No more!", you begged drawing your hands to his to cease his rubbing."TAKE.YOUR.HANDS.AWAY.BITCH.", he warned with an agressive tone. " I want to see you squirm at my mercy, I want you to cum once more with me.", he grunted as his cock began to drill faster and hard into you. Your body unable to be still, your body beyond the point of sensitive as he didn't let off of fucking you the way he wanted. Several minutes passed and you felt his thrusting grow sloppily and his breathing become messy. He thrust a few more times before letting out a low moan, hot cum began to flood inside you until you couldn't hold anymore, and the rest dripped out. An orgasm returned to you for the second time and you cried out in ecstasy. Your body shaking intense as he stopped rubbing you.
He continued to stay inside you as he brought a hand to your cheek. " What an unexpected reaction from you. I quite enjoyed this. If you try to prevent me from finding you, you will regret it. I will always know where you are at. I must leave now though. Enjoy dripping with my cum."
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