Chapter 4: Wild Nightmares

Carina’s POV

I arrived at my parents' house in the afternoon, and this place holds many of my childhood memories as well as a safe haven for all of my friends.

"Oh my gosh, what changed your mind from coming here again?" My mom said gleefully as she opened the rusty little gate for me.

I just smile at my mom and hug her, “I missed you, mom.”

"What happened to dad?" I wondered when I saw my father in a wheelchair, his entire body immobilized. I suddenly felt sorry for my father, who was simply staring at me and couldn't even stand up to hug me warmly; I burst into tears, and it was as if all the grief I felt and my disappointment with myself were all expressed through my tears.

My mother told me everything that had occurred to my father, and she hasn't called me because she knows I'm working hard to achieve my goals in life, but that dream has now been shattered because of the man named Sebastian.

I've been unable to sleep well for weeks and I still have wild nightmares with that man, it always replays on my mind what he has done to me, and I continue to wake up with headaches. I assist my mother in managing and monitoring the farm; I was the one who fed the chickens and pigs, and my mother was also responsible for the horses and lambs.

I grin because my mother is still strong enough to manage these situations without my father; my father is at home, and we are paying a physical therapist to help him recover quickly.

Then one afternoon, my mother is so happy because we sell one black horse to our new client, I was happy too but when I saw the man standing in front of me, I am shocked and I am unable to move from where I am. He stares at me from head to toe, my sweat is slowly dropping from my temple and my mom just leave me with him because she is going to take care of my father now.

Sebastian is dressed in khaki shorts, white shoes, and red long rolled sleeves, and his hair is a bit tangled, yet he looks as hot as ever. I don't want to compliment him on his appearance, but I can't stop myself. His lips are pursed as he looks at me, both hands are in his pockets, and I gulped when he attempted to take a step forward.

“What are you doing here?!” I yelled at him and he step forward closer to me to cover my mouth with his hand.

“I wanted to apologize for what I did to you…”

I bit my bottom lip and shoved him, but all he did was drag me to the barn, where the horses were placid and quiet. "Don't make a noise or they'll make a noise," He says, staring at my face.

“W-What do you want from me? I-I leave the city because of you and now you are here b-because?” I ask him, my breathing is so heavy and my heartbeat is throbbing in my chest. He close the barn and locked it, he put his finger to his mouth and says, “Sssshhh…I am not a bad person.” he said.

“A-are you following me? You are a psychopath stalker!”I said it quietly, but he seemed annoyed by my intonation. I want to punch him in the face and flee, but I can't because I don't want to cause any problems to my family. I don't want to add to the list of difficulties we're currently dealing with.

He smiles at me and laughs, “You are so precious to me, that’s why I followed you until here.”

I began to back away from him as he unzipped his shorts, and I just kept walking till I couldn't see any way out. I can only see a wooden wall, so I bite my lower lip and close my eyes tight, wondering what the f*ck he wants from me. He smirked at me as I turned my head towards him; his eyes were blue and his eyelashes were thick; he appeared to be perfect, but why was he pressing himself on me?

“Please stay away from me or I will shout.”

“I bet you can’t.”

He embraced my body and I let out a small gasp, “Please don’t do this again…”

"Are you aware of why I'm here?" Because you're the one who constantly replays in my head, and I've even had wild nightmares with you...do you want to know what we've been up to in my nightmares? Hmm?” he said and he held my arms and pinned me against the wall and he said, “Stay still…” while he is removing my clothes.

My heart is pounding and I can’t make a noise, I am so helpless.

All I could whisper to him at this moment was, “Please stop…”

“I have always been thinking this…I miss you.”

“You are crazy…”

“Yes, I’m crazy for you,” he said, and when he is done undressing me, he looked down on my firm natural breast, his mouth is drooling and he kissed me there and I let out a small sob.

“If you make a noise and shout, they will go to see you like this. Do you want that?”

“No…” I replied while crying.

I look into his eyes and I met his gaze, he look mysterious and unpredictable.

I thought I am already far from him but it was not. He is here in front of me, touching and caressing my body for his own pleasure.

“But why me?”

“Do you really want to know? Because you are different from them, I only feel this to you, this urge of excitement. That's why I want you over and over again till I get tired of you.”

He kneeled down and he spread my legs and I tried to fold it but he is strong enough to spread my legs for him and he is not licking and eating my vag*na.

“Hmm…” I arched my back and hold his head, “W-what are you doing?”

I clutch his hair and say, “Oh…damn!” when I feel something strange.

He raised his head and his jew clinched, “Stop making a noise!”

I pushed him again, embracing myself for being so ashamed standing nude in front of him, panting and shaking my hand as his expression darkened, making me uncomfortable and afraid of his reaction.

I swallowed and attempted to snare my clothing, but he sprang on me and s*cked and bit my n*pples, causing me to moan in delight and pain while pinning me against the wall.

“Oh baby, How I missed your b++bs,” he whispered to my ear and I sigh heavily. He pulled out his big and thick tan d*ck and he spread my legs using his feet and he cover my mouth as he thrust his pen*s into my hole.

“Hmmmp!” I scream silently. I can’t hold the pain anymore and stop resisting him.

“Oh, you feel so good…stay still,” he said and I hold his arms while sobbing quietly.

I sighed and moaned in pleasure, trying not to make a loud moan so that no one could hear us.

I slap his face twice but every time I did that he banged me so hard that make me feel that I am so close to my orgasm.

“Just tell me you like it,” he said calmly while thrusting me so deeper and squeezing my butt cheeks with his both palms. I close my eyes while the tears keep rolling over my cheeks.

“I don’t like it…”