THE STALKER VI.

AMELIA.

My eyes followed as Rowan made his way to the headboard of the bed, loosening the rope on my wrist, causing my eyes to widen in surprise and disbelief.

Is he really loosening me? I could run away from him. I could escape.

“I know that look in your eyes but don’t try it,” his voice jolted me out of my thoughts, “because if you do, I’ll outrun you, take a bat and beat you to death with it.” He threatened with a soft smile.

“Do you doubt me?” He asked, the look in his eyes told me that I’d be the biggest fool on earth if I ever doubted him, I couldn’t tear my eyes away as I shook my head negatively.

Rowan untied my other wrist and soon, he had freed all of my limbs, giving me the privilege to sit up but I could barely do that due to the pain between my legs.

I looked down at my wrists and ankles and swallowed when I saw how bloody and bruised they were from all the struggling I had put up.

My eyes darted around as I looked for an exit frantically but there were no windows or even doors except for the one Rowan uses.

“You doubt me,” Rowan said, “I think you need a demonstration of what I’ll do to you.” He finished as he reached under the bed and pulled out a wooden bat and swung it over his shoulder.

“No!” I almost screamed as I tried to back away, “I won’t run, I promise I won’t!” I screamed, pressing my head against the headboard. It hurts but I curled up into a trembling ball, clutching my legs to my chest and pressing my face to my knees.

“Good. I’m glad.” I lifted my gaze to see Rowan smiling and that was when I noticed that if he tried to look innocent, he could pass off as a teenager that couldn’t even hurt a fly.

He dropped the bat and kicked it back underneath the bed before climbing into the bed right beside me, my body tensed as I pressed my face back to my knees.

“You’re going to kill me, aren’t you?” I asked, my lips quivering as more tears welled up in my eyes, I couldn’t look at him but I felt his hand touch my knee and I whimpered.

“Look at me.” His voice was chilling and I knew better than to disobey so I raised my head to look at him. His face was so close, I shrieked and tried to back away, but there was no place else to go.

Too close I feel like he’s going to strangle me right here and now.

He stared at me lustfully, his eyes running over my blood matted boobs as he stuck his tongue out to lick a bit of the blood.

“If you continue to be a good little whore, I won't have a reason to kill you,” He paused, “it’s when you become useless I’ll get rid of you.” He spoke softly, reaching out to pet my head.

"Will you do everything I say?”

"Yes, Master.”

Rowan nodded as he laid down on his back beside me on the bed, he easily pulled me into him and up to straddle his waist, making me sit on his erect cock.

“I’ve taken your pussy, next up is your ass so this is what you’re going to do,” he started, his voice deep and low, “you’re going to take my cock in your ass.” He paused to look into my eyes, instilling a level of fear I didn’t know I could feel.

“And you’re going to ride me as fast as you can, no matter how much it hurts. Got it, little doll?” He finished while I stared down at him in horror.

It was hard enough to take his length in my pussy, taking him in my asshole would definitely kill me but I dared not go against him and so I nodded obediently.

Reaching inside my cunt which was still wet from his cum, I coated my fingers in the juices and rubbed them all over his cock and my asshole, preparing to take him.

Hesitantly, I gripped the base of his length and positioned the tip in between my ass cheeks while Rowan settled his hands on my hips, grinning devilishly up at me.

Slowly, I pushed myself down on his cock, feeling the head get past my anal seal but I just couldn’t take it, I really couldn’t.

“It's so fucking big, oh my god.” It hurt so much as I kept pushing it in while trying to stifle my cries of pain as I impaled myself, forcing myself to take more of his cock into my ass.

My teeth clenched in agony as I sobbed and shook my head, “I can’t do it,” I cried, “it hurts so much, I can’t take it.”

“Do. It.” The words grounded between his teeth and letting out a defeated, painful noise, I pushed myself further down, taking more of his thick cock.

Rowan gripped my hips tightly and pushed me down all the way, forcing me to take his entire cock, “ARGHH!” I screamed out in agony, my breathing paced as I felt the pain surge through me.

“Ride it.” His tone was angry and it was clear that he was tired of waiting for me. He didn’t care about the pain I was going through, all he wanted was to get off.

Closing my eyes, I started rocking myself on his dick, feeling as though my asshole was on fire. His cock stretched my hole wide apart and my insides sprawled to allow each penetration as I took him in and out.

“Ughh. Fuck. That’s it.” Rowan groaned in pleasure as he pushed his hips up to meet my ass for a deeper penetration, “you feel so fucking good.” He moaned.

His grip on my hips tightened so hard that I could feel his nails digging into my skin as deep as they could, hurting me but I dared not let him know that.

“Good girl.” He growled before pushing me off his cock. He sat up quickly, grabbing me by my hair to push me on my hands and knees.

“Arch.” He instructed as he got behind me and after a while of rubbing my asshole, he shoved his cock back into my tight hole, ravaging it without paying any mind to my screams.

He began fucking my asshole in a rough, fast pace, causing his balls to slap against my cunt each time he thrusted and once again, the bed creaked and rocked with our bodies while my hanging boobs moved to the rhythm of his thrusts.

Rowan reached his arm around to play with my clit while he fucked my asshole. His fingers rubbed in quick circles around the sensitive nub, sending little waves of pleasure through my body.

My mind was focused more on those sensations than the pain and soon, I was moaning in ecstasy, my entire being broken with nothing but the urge to reach orgasm.

He had succeeded.

Rowan didn’t stop pushing his cock in and out of her asshole and from the way he picked up the pace, I could tell he was at the verge of a climax.

My orgasm built up too, ready to take over my whole body, “Fuck, I’m cum— My pussy.” I cried out as Rowan kept fucking me and rubbing my clit.

The pleasure was insane, it was so gripping that I couldn’t keep from crying out in sweet joy as he came inside my ass in a torrent of cum.

I cried out, tensing and squirming as the waves of pleasure consumed me and I came undone, reaching orgasm by the hands of the very man who had repeatedly raped me.

Rowan fucked my ass a few more times before pulling out, causing me to collapse on the bed in a panting mess and Rowan laid down beside me, pulling an arm around my waist to pull me closer.

“W— Will you let me go now?” I asked sheepishly, “I did everything you wanted.” I added, hoping he was going to say what I wanted to hear.

“I’m not done with you yet.” He locked his arms around my back and pushed my breasts to his chest, pressing on the bruises covering my body.

I sighed, wondering why I wasn't feeling shocked, angry or frightened. Perhaps it was because I had given up hope. I’d accepted what was happening to me, accepted the fact that I was helpless.

Or probably because I succeeded in making him think he’s been stalking me when I’ve been watching him the entire time. I knew everything about Rowan long before he picked an interest in me.

When I first saw Rowan, he was finishing with his victim, he hadn’t taken her away like he did me. He had taken over her in a dark alley and I stood, I watched as he fucked her while she screamed for help.

I should have ran, called for help but for some reasons, I couldn’t bring myself to move. I was glued to the spot with desires shooting between my legs.

That sight had awakened something in me, I wanted to be on the receiving end, bound, dominated, hurt so fucking badly.

I wanted to see the look in his eyes while I breathed my last, knowing fully well that I was coming back to haunt the hell out of him but that didn’t happen.

“I’ll use every single hole in your body until they’re battered, until you’re begging, screaming for me to kill you because you can’t take it anymore.” He threatened through gritted teeth as he squeezed me even harder.

I groaned, my pussy throbbing as his threats got to me, sending chills down my spine as tears welled up in my eyes and I winced in pain.

“My interest in you has grown even deeper and stronger than ever, I want to see how much more of this you can take.” He finished and just at that moment, I felt something dig into my back, forcing its way down.

It was the knife. Pain gripped me but I didn’t want it to stop. I wanted it to go even deeper.

I orchestrated this, planned it out ever since I knew he was the one behind the assault and disappearances of the girls.

Rowan wasn’t stalking me. I’d been stalking him, pulling him towards me.