Misunderstood Lust

(Okay here is chapter 1.. I have no clue if there will be more then one so bare with me when I decide. I hope you enjoy!)


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Toli's eyes blinked open slowly, uncertainly. Her body seemed too slow as if she had taken too much sleep medicine and hadn't recovered yet. When her vision came to her she slowly realized she didn't recognize the room, but she did recognize the woman laying next to her as her roommate Jen. She shook her head trying to clear away the buzz of thoughts and pushed herself up on her arms weakly to get a better baring of her surrounding.

The room was oddly empty with only a couch, bookcase and a chair across the room. There was one door across the room and another door, that appeared to lead outdoor on a wall adjacent to them. Jen and herself had been heaped on the soft plush couch together carelessly. Nobody else was in the room.

After a moment Toli shook her roommate awake and she too looked confused and slow. Toli started spieling questions as soon as she opened her eyes. Jen pushed Toli away and sat up rubbing her eyes.

“I just remember the club. We were drinking..” Jen hesitated. “No.. we were just dancing, we hadn’t drunk anything yet. I don’t remember.” Her voice trailed off softly and she attempted to stand up unsteadily.

Both woman head a low masculine voice from the door across the room and sat back on the bed quietly. As the voice got closer they could make out the words the man was shouting to someone else.

“…awake. I hear some voices. Unless you turned the TV on.” The voice laughed and a few seconds later the door was pushed open and a man stepped in.

The man looked as if he was in his early twenties with dark hair that was tousled at the top of his head. His eyes were cloudy gray and piercing as he ran his eyes over the two woman huddled together. It seemed as if he could see right through them. He had dark skin, but naturally bronzed, not if he had been tanning and he wore worn out jeans and a black, button-up shirt with the first three buttons undone.

He waved one hand at them with a smirk and licked his bottom lip. “Hey. Nice to meet you.” His voice was filled with confidence and sarcasm as he walked up to the girls.

Both girls sat speechless and edged back slightly staring at the man. His smile got wider as his eyes bore into the girls who were obviously frightened. His gaze was broken though as another man entered through the same door. He had short brownish hair and lighter skin and had a much more serious aura to him. He strode right up to the girls and the first man spoke again.

“Maybe they’re deaf.. Or mute?”

The new man laughed. “No, they can’t be. Remember how talkative they were at the club? They have no disabilities.” He shrugged and looked at the two girls carefully. “Look, it’s not like you wouldn’t have been willing anyway. We just wanted to make it smoother. Now, relax.. Why would we like--kill you? We don’t have any motive.”

The first guy burst out laughing. And grabbed Toli’s hand and pulled her to her feet. Her light brown hair fell to her back and her blue eyes gazed up at him. Her legs gave and she grabbed for her roommate but the man grabbed her and held her for a moment to regain her balance. “I’m done talking. I’m taking her in the other room for some more personal time.” He waved to his partner and walked Toli fighting to the other room.

They walked through a kitchen and into a hall with two doors; he brought her through the left one. She watched him shut it and shove her to the floor where piles of blankets and oversized pillows lay.

“You’re mine by-the-way. Put this on.” He casually tossed a thin strip of pleather to her that he picked up off of his dresser and opened a drawer in a bureau next to his bed ignoring her shocked expression which quickly turned to anger.

“I’m not yours and I am not going to wear a..” She fingered the strip. “A collar! I don’t know who you are or why I am here but I will not just be yours with no say on my part.”

The man gave her a sideways glance and the corners of his lips turned in a smile. “Oh, so you can talk.” He turned away and continued rummaging through his drawer.

Her eyes narrowed at him with adrenaline coming to her body, she stood up. “Who are you anyway? Where is Jen?”

He finally got what he wanted out of the drawer and stood up giving her the attention she was obviously striving. “I’m Kevin, I already know you are Toli. Jen is with Jake in the other room. He owns her.” He shook his head as if he was teaching a slowly developing child and forced her back onto the ground. After pinning her he shoved a ball-gag in her mouth and clipped it behind her head. “As much as I love your sweet voice.. You’re going to have to learn how to shut-up.”

She struggled as he let her sit up again, sitting close in front of her. It was obvious that he was stronger her but it amused him to let her think that she had a chance. He slid a hand on her thigh under her knee-length silk skirt.

“Do you know what it means to be owned?” He asked slowly moving his face close to hers. He glared at him and he smiled. “It means you have no say in what you say or you do. You have no choices. You do what I say and how I say it. If you can understand that, this will be much easier on you.” He shrugged and sat back again watching her. “It will be your last choice whether to fight this out of just consent to being mine. Either way, you are mine.

She shook her head angrily and pushed against the wall. He nodded in understanding and pulled her back and pushed her roughly against the floor. He pulled up her skirt around her waist and tugged her panties off slowly down around her ankles. She struggled but he kept her pinned firmly with one hand.

It seemed like eternity when he unzipped his pants and pulled his hard member out and she froze suddenly as he moved close to her. He leaned in to her ear, placing himself carefully between her now spread legs. “I hope you’re not a virgin,” he whispered softly in her ear. “Because if you are, this is really going to hurt.” She whimpered and he pushed inside of her swiftly. She bit hard on the gag as tears swelled in her eyes.

Kevin chuckled softly as he watched her face and reached behind her head to unbuckle the gag. “I was going to let you off but I want to hear your screams.” His voice shook unsteadily as he closed his eyes and pulled the gag away. She let out a groan of pain and turned her head away.

After a few thrust in which she whimpered and groaned he took her chin in one large hand. “Look at me,” he commanded and she closed her eyes. He repeated the command and pulled her chin in line with his face and waiting for her to open her eyes. When she did his eyes bore into her and after a moment of dulled emotion he thrust hard and sharp, forcing a loud shriek out of her.

When Kevin finally got close to the end he looked her in the eyes and slowed down to a more pleasurable speed for her. “Come for me.” he whispered. He thrust until he could see the pleasure in her eyes and whispered softly. “When you come, you are officially mine. We will come together.” She whimpered wanting to stop but not being able to pull away or even look away with his hand holding her face in place. She was feeling undeniable pleasure but she wasn’t ready to admit it.

She let out a soft cry when they came, him inside her and he pushed himself off of her.

Both of the two were breathing heavily. Toli took a moment to catch her breath before she pushed her skirt down embarrassed. Kevin laughed at her and sat up.

“You enjoyed it. Don’t you lie.” He grinned a full smile, confidence swelling. She shook her head and he just laughed some more. He stood up and left for a moment and she didn’t move. She didn’t know how to get away yet. She was sure that if she left one of the men would see her. Kevin came back cleaned up and sat on the bed.

“How does it feel to officially be mine?”

She glared and pulled her clothes completely back on and stared up at him. “I hate you. I will never be yours.”

He laughed softy. “Oh, so we’ll see.”


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She lay confused as what to do. She wasn’t sure how to escape this predicament. She wasn’t even sure how she got into it. She wanted to know how Jen was doing. She felt as if a knot was tied in her stomach. She eyed the man slowly and shook her head. She had no idea what to think about him either. He seemed if he would be nice if he wasn’t being such as ass.

He walked to his closet and pulled out some folded clothes and looked at her up and down. “I got these for you to where a few days ago when you were still passed out.” She looked at him bewildered. A few days ago? “So, this is what you are going to change into after you take a shower. Let me show you where to go.”

He walked her to a small bathroom and stepped inside with her and locked the door. The bathroom was small with a modest sink and bath with a shower. There was a toilet in the corner and not a lot of room. It seemed like everything must be stored away.

“Take off your clothes.” She stared at him. “Are you stupid? Did you forget my speech? You are mine. It means you’ll do what I say, so take of your clothes.”

She slowly took of her clothes and let them fall to the ground. She was anxious to take a shower. She felt dirty and used and wanted to wash away the feeling. He looked her up and down before telling her to get into the shower. She obeyed.

He rummaged in a cabinet and handed her some shower supplies. “These are yours. You will always smell like this. I like it. Now shower and change. I’ll be back in twenty minutes. You have no where to escape to, so don’t even try.”

She climbed into the shower taking the shower supplies he gave her and turned on the hot water. After adjusting it she scrubbed herself thoroughly, being extra careful on her throbbing womanhood. He had in fact taken her virginity but she wasn’t going to tell him that. It would just fuel his pride.

When she finished she found a towel and wrapped in it before looking at the pile of clothes sitting on this sink. She took a deep breath realizing her clothes were gone and this was all she had. She couldn’t wear what he gave her, but she couldn’t wear nothing either. She whimpered softly and contemplated her choices. She chose the obnoxious outfit and finally let herself out of the bathroom for Kevin’s entertainment. It was obvious that he didn’t care about her pride.

(Please let me know what you think. I won‘t lie, your reviews may motivate me but I‘m making no threats. I have two other stories to finish, it depends what I‘m feeling. Right now I‘m thinking I‘m going to write more here if anybody likes it but I don‘t know. So let me know!)