Chapter 3. Virginity Forcibly Taken

The man kissed her roughly, then squeezed her breasts. He twisted her nipples, making Cordelia sigh. But Cordelia herself felt humiliated by the treatment of the strange man touching her. She tried to push him away, but the man was too strong for her. His hands roamed freely over her body, exploring every inch of her skin. He lifted her dress, revealing bare legs and her womanhood covered only by underwear.

“N-no! Don’t!” Cordelia screamed, trying to stop him, but her hands were immediately brushed aside.

The man ignored Cordelia’s screams. He continued to touch her entire body. Cordelia’s smooth body made the man go wild in carrying out his actions.

When the man’s fingers stroked the inside of Cordelia’s thigh, her eyes widened in surprise mixed with fear. She tried to squirm away, but the man’s grip on her wrist grew tighter, holding her in place. The man’s hot breath seemed to dance on her skin, making Cordelia shiver.

The man’s mouth moved down to Cordelia’s neck, then his lips traced a wet path to her earlobe, where he gently bit. Cordelia’s sighs turned into gasps as his fingers explored the soft folds of her vulva, his touch sending sparks of pleasure mixed with pain throughout her body.

“Ah! P-please let me go!” Cordelia moaned loudly.

The man paid no attention to Cordelia’s plea. What he did next was insert a finger into Cordelia’s womanhood, successfully making her scream loudly.

“Ahk!” Cordelia cried out, stifled.

“You seem really tight.” The man grinned, enjoying the passionate yet fearful sight of Cordelia.

The aphrodisiac drug had a strong effect. Cordelia’s body felt hot. Every touch from the man seemed to release the thirst and heat with a little addictive pleasure. As his fingers dug deeper, Cordelia’s breath grew faster, her body tensed under his touch. Her eyes closed, and her head shook to the side, revealing the vulnerable curve of her neck. The man’s mouth returned to her skin, his lips tracing a path along her jawline, his tongue flicking out to taste the sweet, salty flavor of her skin.

“Ah… ah… ah!” Cordelia’s sighs grew louder.

“Yes, sigh. I like the sound of your sighs.” The man spoke softly, half-whispering. His words were sharp and pierced Cordelia’s heart. “Your sighs are like those of a slut as they should be. Don’t use your tears as a weapon.”

Cordelia gasped at the sharp words that escaped the man’s lips. Her mind resisted, but her body felt pleasure. Meanwhile, her heart was wounded.

“I-I’m not a slut!” Cordelia said amidst her melodious sighs.

The man smiled sinisterly. “Alright, let’s see how strong you are at resisting my touch.”

His fingers continued to gently explore, parting the soft folds of her vulva, making her body shiver. Cordelia’s hips began to sway, showing disgust as she responded to the man’s touch. Her mind was in turmoil, confused and scared. She didn’t understand why the man was doing this to her. Cordelia had never felt she had enemies, but now she was kidnapped and abused like this.

“You’re not only wet, but you’re already used to my fingers.” The man laughed mockingly, looking down with contempt at the innocent-faced woman under his control. “How is it? Pleasurable, isn’t it?”

Cordelia shook her head. “Stop… aaahhh!”

The man’s finger movements grew faster, his touch stronger as he dug deeper into the woman’s folds. Cordelia’s body tensed, her muscles clenched around his fingers as he moved them in a random rhythm. From very fast, then slow, then steady. Cordelia could feel herself getting wetter, her body betraying her as it responded to his touch.

“Don’t hold back…” the man whispered.

As if carried away by suggestion, Cordelia suddenly sighed. “Ah, ah, ah.”

Her breath was ragged, and she felt vibrations at the base of her thighs as the man’s fingertip touched a sensitive spot. The man’s eyes locked on hers, gazing with longing. Cordelia’s eyelids closed, she let out a soft moan, her hips slightly lifted to welcome his touch.

The handsome man smiled mockingly again. “You look like you’re really enjoying it. Your innocent face doesn’t match your slutty body.”

The man’s merciless hands grabbed Cordelia’s clothes, tearing them with a force that left bruises. Her skin reddened from fear and shame as she stood before him, exposed and vulnerable.

Cordelia knew what would happen next; she tried to resist. “No… don’t… I beg you, don’t!”

The man grinned cruelly and forcibly pushed Cordelia to her knees—forcing his manhood into her mouth. She choked and gagged, trying to turn away but couldn’t escape his grip.

“Open your mouth, use your tongue.” The man looked at Cordelia with disgust. “I’ll make you beg all night.”

Cordelia could only shake her head slowly. The man didn’t care; he kept pushing his manhood down her throat until she coughed several times.

When the man positioned himself between her legs, Cordelia could see the anger and lust twisting on his face. She tried to fight, but his body was too strong for her. With a cruel grin, he entered her with a force that made her scream in pain and pleasure.

“Aakhh!” Cordelia screamed loudly.

The man didn’t care about Cordelia’s cries or the woman’s heartbreaking sobs. He just thrust his hips quickly, powerfully, and mercilessly. As if unleashing all his hatred on her.

Cordelia couldn’t resist, resigned under the control of the raging man. Until finally, when he reached his peak, the man ejaculated inside Cordelia’s womb. But the man didn’t stop there. The torture repeated. Wounding Cordelia’s body and dignity until the woman fainted.

The long suffering had destroyed Cordelia. She woke up at four in the morning. She curled up in bed. Her body trembled from fear and pain. Tears kept flowing down her cheeks, streaming endlessly.

Cordelia’s gaze shifted to the scoundrel who had taken her virginity. The scoundrel was still sound asleep. Yes, she knew this was her only chance to escape. At that moment, carefully, she rose from the bed.

Cordelia’s dress was torn. There was no way she could wear the ripped dress. Her mind immediately worked. She grabbed the scoundrel’s shirt. Though oversized, she had no other choice but to wear it. Before leaving, she looked at the man’s wallet and took several hundred-dollar bills. Not intending to steal, but Cordelia couldn’t run away without holding money.

Cordelia walked carefully out of the room, murmuring, “I have to leave now.”