He gripped her upper arms and moved His body so close to hers that it hurt. She wanted to be touching Him. She wanted to escape.

'Please?' she pleaded as His lips moved in to capture her own.

'Please what, little whore? What is it that you want?' He kissed her with a gentleness that opposed the strength of His hands.

'Please,' she breathed. 'Please don't make me say it?'

'Oh, but little girl, your hand was in your panties when I found you. Tell me what it was that put it there?'

She closed her eyes and He smelt her fear. He knew she wouldn't lie. She knew she couldn't lie. She knew He wouldn't let it go. She had to tell Him the truth. She had to say what it was that had made her so hot. She had to tell Him what He wanted to hear.

The bed was at the back of her legs. He had manoeuvred her this way. She felt controlled, she felt manipulated. She suddenly wanted to scream. He pushed her and she fell. He climbed over her and she didn't move. His legs slipped between hers and He pulled her knee up beside Him. His fingers tangled in the edge of her panties as His teeth nipped a line down her neck.

'Please?' she whispered as her back arched, her desire meeting His.

'Please what?' He asked casually as her buttons popped open beneath the fingers of one of His hands.

'Please Sir' she gasped as His teeth marked her just above her breast.

'Good girl' He whispered to her. She felt His fingers pull at the edge of her panties. She knew they were wet. She blushed with the embarrassment of getting caught.

'Now tell me.' He said.

He had freed a breast from her bra and His fingers slid along the wetness of her pussy. His mouth captured her nipple as His fingers entered her.

She whimpered.

'Tell me what has made you so wet.' He demanded.

'He did,' she gasped. 'The He that has always been mine. He raped me. He wanted me so badly that He took me. He came in me over and over again. He came deep inside me. He filled me with His semen. I wanted Him too. I wanted Him to fuck me and never stop, never stop.'

She realised that He had freed His cock from His jeans and she felt it press against her. He pulled her panties aside and she knew that His need was desperate. She raised her legs to accept Him inside her and He thrust in deeply. He grunted and she pulled His face to hers. She kissed Him, her tongue pushing into His mouth. He came growling and biting at her lips and neck, marking her as His own. She wrapped her legs around His back, holding Him to her. She rocked against Him ever so slightly and caressed His cock with her muscles. He lay against her breathlessly. She ran her fingers through His hair, loving Him gently. He nuzzled into her neck.

'You evil wicked conniving little witch.' He said. 'You have me powerless against your lust.'

She smiled smugly and tugged gently on His hair.

'And you know it too, don't you?' He asked.

She thought it best not to answer that one.

'I was really embarrassed that You caught me masturbating.' She said.
'I know,' He said. 'But its not like you haven't done it for me before.'
'That's different,' she said. 'I knew You were watching those times.'

He laughed and rolled them both so that she found herself sitting over His cock. She undid the last of the buttons and slid her top off her shoulders. She reached behind and unclipped her bra. He reached up and cupped her breasts. She felt His cock throb inside her.

'This time,' He said, 'I want details. I feel like taking my time.'

She smiled, no longer ashamed. He smiled at her desire to please Him.

Their world shone.