She shudders. Sex I will satisfy my desires now and I will use her to do so and if it hurt her or if it pleasured her is irrelevant and she is afraid of how quickly she has accepted that. She never has climaxed with penetration, vaginal orgasm did not exist in her experience, she needed to stimulate the clitoris to get anywhere close and even then the few partners she’d had over the years hadn’t been able to satisfy her. I’m grinning nastily as I did, seeing her eyes are glassy with tears from fear and pain, but knowing she is not fighting me, she is responding to each new moment. Knowing that this excites me is humiliating. After the zipper, I forced her legs wide apart with my knees, she did not fight me, even as she feels me there, between her legs, the thick, hard threat of my masculinity, ready now to take her, whether she likes it or not. She whimpers out loud with the sudden pain, but can not get out any further sound, for my lips are on hers once again as my tongue is back in her mouth and she stops trying to struggle for fear of what I will do and instead kisses me back.
