Monster in my Closet

Kathryn showered, her body delighting in the soft warm flow of water over her cut and bruised skin, feeling somewhat dirty and deceitful about what she was doing with Rich, but she didn\'t want it to stop and she would keep going back to him for more. She looked down over her slender teenage frame, her medium sized breasts, and the patch of curly blonde hair on her mound, and she took in the different zig zag patterns of welts and cuts, bruises and bite marks, and the way her pussy was so deliciously wet thinking about what he did to her, and the way her asshole was so wonderfully sore. She scrubbed away the dried blood, sweat, and cum on her, going gingerly over the open wounds, feeling the sting as the soap entered the raw flesh. But no matter how clean she got she would never feel that way on the inside. But she didn\'t want that any other way. After she showered she put on an oversized sweatshirt and a pair of sweat pants, something loose that wouldn\'t hurt her tender body and would also cover her wounds. She put more concealer on her face until it was barely noticeable and she went downstairs to watch more TV until her parents got home.

How could she let a man his age take such advantage of her, she kept thinking to herself on the way downstairs. But the answer was simple and shouted out to her as plain as day. She liked it. She got off on it. She wanted him as much as he wanted her. She had from that first time she ever looked into his cold cold eyes. Daddy\'s little girl was now a bad little girl, a very bad, naughty little girl. And the only remedy tot wat was Rich. Her parents and sister arrived home at a little after six and her mom fixed dinner for themvingving absolutely no clue as to the whereabouts of her daughter earlier that day. Or her battered and bruised body underneath all those clothes. \"Honey, you want me to take you over to your friend\'s house tomorrow,\" her mother asked her. \"No, that\'s ok mom, I was thinking I\'d get to know some of the other girls in the neighborhood tomorrow,\" Kathryn lied to her mother, smiling sweetly and hoping she didn\'t see through the layer of lies she was putting up. She didn\'t know what she d dod do if anyone ever found out about what she did with Rich.

Now all she had to do was wait until the next day, and the hours seemed to pass by so slowly. She didn\'t want to seem too eager to go to bed, but she wanted the next day to come around as fast as it could. She went to bed early that night and was haunted by dreams of Rich throughout the entire night, Rich raping her, beating her, forcing himself on her, and she could actually feel the giant whip being brought down on her bare bottom, tearing at her flesh again, and his big fat cock inside of her, and she awoke in the morning tangled in her sheets and covered in sweat. She had no idea when or where he wanted her to be that day but he said he would come for her. And she knew he would. By the time she had woken up her parents had long since been at work and it was nearing noontime. The house was silent save for her footsteps padding softly down the stairs and into the kitchen to get something to eat. But eating was not what was on her mind. She took out two uncooked pop tarts and ate them in silence, and the only sound she could hear was her own blood pumping in her ears. She thought she was alone again, but she was wrong.

With her back turned to her living room, the shadow of a man could not be seen. The dark and cold eyes could not be seen shining from around the corner, watching and waiting for her. Her parents had left the back door open by mistake and he had taken the opportunity to sneak himself in after they left. He had waited for a while until he finally heard her coming down the stairs. He hid himself around the corner, waiting for her to come down. Kathryn finished the two pop tarts and put the box back in the cabinet, then opening the fridge to drink from the open milk carton. He then took the opportunity to spring out from where he was hiding and he took her completely by surprise. Rich grabbed her and slammed her back against his front and she could again feel the hot erection poking into her backside. He had his halamplamped over her mouth toventvent her from screaming and he held a butcher knife to her throat that he had gotten from one of the drawers in the kitchen. She could feel the cold metal pressed against her throat, so close to tingting it and letting her bleed to death, but it didn\'t.

Kathryn was petrified then, but she didn\'t make a sound or move. She held still in Rich\'s arms and she could feel his hot breath streaming across her neck. She knew it was him, she knew the feel of his body by now. She then felt his hot tongue snake out and travel the length of one bite mark on her shoulder, pressing into the sore wound with the tip of his tongue. He still held the butcher knife to her throat, bringing it a bit closer to her flesh so that she could feel the sharp edge sear her flesh just barely. He snaked his tongue up her neck, pulling and sucking on her flesh with his mouth, and Kathryn could feel herself getting so wet and excited that she had to clamp her legs together to try to stop the throbbing need building there. Then the cold metal left her neck and she instead felt his hand clamp shut around her throat. \"I should slit your throat right now you dirty little slut, but instead I\'m gonna fuck you, and I want to hear you scream,\" Rich seethed into her ear, then biting at her earlobe, tugging sharply at it.

\"Now, you\'re gonna take me back to your room,\" Rich demanded to her. With his hand still tightly wrapped around her neck she began walking towards the stairs, with each step up grabbing at her throat, tightening the grip and slowly cutting off her air supply. At the top of the stairs she made a left and headed for her room. The door was open so they went right in, and he let her throat go, shutting the door behind them even though it didn\'t really need to be closed then. \"I hope you missed me,\" Rich said cruelly, backhanding the girl, knocking her off her balance and making her stumble backwards. Her face was already a little bit swollen from the slaps he had delivered earlier and now it was pretty sore. Kathryn tasted blood on her lip and licked up the iron like substance, remembering how he had made her bleed so much the day before. \"I did miss you,\" Kathryn said breathing heavily, not lying. Something seemed to pass before his eyes at that moment, something quick and almost imperceptible, except to her.

He came closer to her so that she was looking up at him, looking into those eyes again. He grabbed her by both of her upper arms, shoving her into her wall, her head bouncing off it it like rubber, making a great big goose egg on her head. She groaned in pain, her head aching now and her body still very sore from two days of abuse. He then swung and hit her in her stomach and she doubled over onto the floor, his eyes following her down. She knew if she sat on the floor too long though she\'d leave a wet mark where her panties soaked into it, so she tried to stand up, but it was too slow for him so he lifted her up by her neck again, choking her until she could barely get a breath in, and then letting go as she gasped in for air. \"Take your fucking clothes off,\" he commanded her. Kathryn knew better now than to disobey him and she took off her loose clothing, letting him get a good look at how he had tortured her lovely slender body.

He grabbed her by one arm then, swinging hnto nto her bed. \"Sit there,\" he ordered her bluntly. She sat there and watched as he unzipped and unbuttoned his pants, letting them fall around his ankles and then kicking them off. He wore no underwear and his cock sprung free of its confines, the angry red looking head pointing slightly upwards and the veins pusling from under the thin layer of velvety skin. He was so thick and long, she yearned to have him inside of her again. But he had other ideas for the moment. He walked over to her and grabbed a handful of her long blonde hair. \"Suck it,\" he told her, his dick just a micrometer away from her mouth. She slid her tongue out and licked at the slit on the head of his dick, then down his shaft and over the veins, feeling them pulse against her tongue. She had him good and wet and she then sucked just the head of his cock into her mouth, letting her sweet tongue rove over the sensitive tip, swirling around it and tasting him.

But he held tight to her hair, impatient, and began to slide his dick into her mouth, then into the back of her throat and she began to gag but he didn\'t relent, he pushed further aurthurther down her throat, feeling her muscles spasm as she gagged, massaging and squeezing his dick. It felt ood ood down her hot tight little throat, her mouth open painfully wide. He began to fuck her face then, moving his dick in and out of her mouth and down her throat, hearing her spit slosh around in her mouth and dribble down her her chin and the sides of her mouth, his hips hitting her bruised lips in a fit of fury. He held her hair hard and her face turned slightly red as she fought for breath again, Rich pounding her mouth with his cock. She gagged over and over as he continued to force himself down her throat, and she could feel her comforter getting soaked with her sweet liquid fire.

Then without warning he pinched her nose shut and forced himself into her, forcing her to swallow him down inch by inch with no air as far down as he could get himself in her throat. He knew that if he didn\'t relent soon though that he would cum in her mouth and that\'s not what he wanted, so after a minute he pulled his cock out of her mouth, letting her breathe again, watching her cough and sputter and her face turn back to normal from being red. There was still drool sliding down her chin and from the sides of her lips as she fought the urge not to gag again and she wiped it away on the bed and looked up at him.

Rich looked back at her with a venomous lust and power, the look on his face feral and primal, not one of a man but of a wild animal about to cut open its prey. This was not a man but a beast, one who stalks its prey and hunts it down, torturing it before going in for the kill. She never thought she could be so turned on by being treated so badly and so roughly but she did. Maybe she deserved it. Maybe her sweet innocence needed to be corrupted. She needed to be taught who was master and who was the slave, and he would drive his slave until she collapsed. She could never have any other boyfriends in school because if Rich found out he\'d punish her so severely that she would fear for her life, and he might just kill the boyfriend. Because she belonged to him and only him. He would make carefully sure of what she wore out and what she did, who she did it with, and where they went. Because everything she did, she did it for him. She gave her power completely and totally to Rich.

He then rustled around in his pants on the floor and unwrapped a condom, sliding it on his cock and then picked her up by her arms, bringing her over to and slamming her into the wall so hard that it left a slight crack in it. He positioned himself underneath her and he let her slowly slide down on his rigid dick, feeling her tight, not quite broken in pussy engulf his dick. She let out a long moan, finally having him inside of her. She was so wet and hot and it was driving him nuts. He began driving into har hard, pushing her body into the wall, her legs wrapped around his waist now. She held onto Rich\'s shoulders as he rode her, squeezing them tight as she squeezed his waist with her legs. In this position he was able to go so much deeper inside of her than before, hitting her cervix with the head of his cock, making her scream.

He loved to hear her scream, whether in pain or pleasure, he wanted to hear her scream. He pounded into her cunt with brute force, hitting her g-spot as he thrust into her, bumping her cervix with every thrust. This was her favorite position so far. Kathryn started to wiggle her hips against him, moving against him and trying to match his thrusts which were fast and hard and unrelenting. She was juicing all over him and soaked his cock and his groin in her sweetness, making the ride more slippery and wet. The blue of his icy eyes had seemed to somehow grow more menacing and colder and the pupils of his eyes were dilated as he fucked her, the look on his face utterly terrifying.

He held her arms so tight that she began to loose feeling in the lower parts but she didn\'t care, she wanted him to leave his mark again and again. She was loosing herself in the feelings, the painful pleasure of how hard he thrust into her and the way he felt inside of her, and she could feel that familiar tightening in her stomach as she neared completion. Her breath began to hitch in her lungs and her moans became louder and longer. She felt herself beginning to peak and just as she was nearing the top Rich leaned in and sank his teeth into her neck. Kathryn screamed and her entire body tensed as she came for him, sending her into oblivion.

Rich was loosing control fast too and the taste of her blood in his mouth was enough to drive him the rest of the way. He grunted and his cock shuddered and he came inside of her again, his Kathryn. He then lifted her up off of him and set her back down on the floor and pulled his pants back on. \"Tomorrow\'s Saturday Kathryn and I know your parents will be home from work. You will then come to see me in the evening when I invite them and some other people over for a barbeque. I want you wearing no underwear and the shortest skirt that you have, consider this your warning.\" Kathryn nodded and he left her there in her room and went back out the way he came in.




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