Dimitri opened his eyes. The moonlight made them sparkle as he
hid in the shadows, crouching behind an abandoned fruit cart. For
many nights he had stalked the alley, staying just in the darkness,
but yet still able to look out into the street, lit by flickering
streetlamps. Three nights, and not one worthy prey. He was getting
frustrated!
Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of someone walking along the
partially-darkened street. Ohh, that sexy, young thing, Dimitri
thought. As the girl walked, her wide hips jiggled from side to
side. Clad in a top that revealed a good portion of her cleavage,
and exposed her midriff, including a short, black skirt that showed
the press of her round buttocks against the fabric, the young woman
oh she was barely twenty strolled, blissfully unaware of the
danger that lurked nearby.
Dimitris eyes widened. His jaw dropped, his tongue licking his
lips. He could no longer resist his urges. The desire in him
threatened to rip him apart at any moment now. How he lusted for
the girl. Dimitri saw her face as she walked beneath the dim glow
of a streetlamp. Long, dark hair with streaks of blonde running
through it, fine and delicate features, a small mouth, beautiful
eyes, and rosy cheeks
Her hair ended just below her perfectly-round
shoulders, bare and skin seeming to glow in the moonlight from
above.
Dimitri stood, slowly, eagerly anticipating his prize. As the girl
continued along, he stalked her, always disappearing back into the
shadows when she turned her head to look behind her. She knew she
was not alone, yet could not see her stalker.
Her pace quickened. Now she entered an empty park, the streetlamps
replaced by an eerie darkness that embraced both of them. But,
sharp hearing, good vision, and years of experience enabled Dimitri
to detect his prey.
The girl, however, was not so lucky. As she turned once more, she
lost her footing and tripped. Dimitri pounced at the opportunity.
He leapt from cover, and landed on top of the girl. Her screams
were immediately muffled by Dimitris hand. His other hand drew the
dagger he kept on his body, and brought it swiftly to her
throat.
Understand that you will not move, and that you will obey me, or
your life ends in an instant, Dimitri muttered menacingly, and he
could hear her heavy breathing.
A small grin stretched across his face, as he held her tightly,
feeling the soft, silky skin like cream beneath his fingers.
Dimitri brought the girl to the building nearby, in the darkness.
He saw nor heard no one else, and so quickly moved her into his
apartment.
Slamming the door shut and locking it, Dimitri placed the knife on
the table, then shoved the young woman violently on the bed. Her
big eyes widened, and her seducing lips seemed to beckon to him.
Dimitri chuckled. How he would brag to his mates tomorrow about his
prize!
He crawled into the bed with her, his legs straddling her body. The
girl struggled to free herself, but an amused Dimitri brought his
lips to hers. He tasted her sweet saliva, and his tongue probed her
mouth. The girl writhed on the bed, but Dimitris weight pinned her
down.
He pushed one of his fingers into the girls cleavage, and it
disappeared between the soft, warm b.reasts. Dimitri could feel
himself becoming erect. Ahhh, but not so soon. He decided to play
with her a while longer, let her know he was in control.
The teenager squirmed, as Dimitri ripped the clothing off her
shapely body. He watched hungrily as the girls chest rose and fell
with each breath. They came out in short gasps. So young, but so
tempting, he thought.
Reaching for the table, he took a feather one of his favorite
torture tools and showed it to the girl. She bit her lower lip,
and tears streamed down her face. No
her eyes seemed to
plead.
Dimitri brought the feather towards the girls left b.reast, let it
hover over it, then moved it down onto the n.ipple gently, tickling
it with the feather, and watched as it grew hard and erect. The
girl whimpered softly. Now, as fast as he could, he tickled the
same n.ipple over and over again, as he got harder. The b.reast
became flushed with blood, the skin getting redder and redder. The
girl, he knew, could not take it any longer. But Dimitri could. The
young woman moaned in pain, begging him to stop. Finally he let
go.
As the girl lay on the bed, her smooth body slick with sweat, she
begged him, Please, please dont do this to me
Her sobs
portrayed the fear within her.
Hearing her sweet, innocent voice sent shivers of desire up and
down his spine. No, he was not done with her yet. Cupping her right
b.reast with his left hand, he held her erect n.ipple between his
fingers, stroking it. His head lowered to her other b.reast, which
he squeezed with his right hand, and brought his mouth to her
n.ipple, sucking on it. The girl whimpered again, as waves of
pleasure and pain ripped through her nubile form. She shivered
slightly when Dimitri bit down softly on the n.ipple. The girl was
too exhausted to struggle.
Dimitri fondled her b.reasts, squeezing them in his hands. He
licked her n.ipple once, his saliva leaving a wet trail on her
b.reast. His hand moved slowly down her body, into her skirt,
beneath her underwear, until it came into contact with a wet
surface. His fingers found a slit, and he pushed them deep inside.
His left hand still groping her b.reast, he shoved his other hand
deeper into the slit. By now, half of it was inside the warm, wet
confines of her v.agina. Dimitri quickly removed the girls
undergarments.
White hot pain seared through her body, as Dimitris hand
penetrated her private part. She gasped, her body feeling hot and
sticky. The pain, and also pleasure, as overwhelming, as she felt
pressure building up in her pelvis. She could hold it no longer,
and with a deep sigh, released the tension.
Dimitri felt a wave of force pushing his hand out of the slit. As
he pulled it out, a stream of fluids, like water, squirted out of
the v.agina, drenching him. The fluid sprayed all over his face,
blinding him. He could hear the girl moan beside him. A sudden
movement!
Dimitri wiped the water from his eyes. Shit! The girl was gone, all
that remained on the bed was a large wet spot. He turned. There she
was! Dimitri reached out and grabbed the girls arms from behind.
Her slit was still dripping with her juices, and it created a wet
puddle on the floor.
He pinched her n.ipples, forced her as she wailed, down onto the
bed again. His hand caressed her smooth sexy thighs, and touched
her round, smooth buttocks, then slapped her hard across her face.
She lay groaning, her long hair partially covering her pretty
face.
Dimitri reached down, his lips just inches from the girls hot, wet
slit. His tongue licked her inner thighs, then slowly it moved up,
closer and closer to the well-shaven v.agina.
Oh God, no
please, no
the girl pleaded as she squirmed, her
soft, perfect b.reasts bouncing on her chest.
Ignoring her, Dimitri shoved his face into her private part. His
tongue pushed deep into her slit, as he drank her hot, v.aginal
juices. Some of it trickled down his chin, entered his nostrils as
he breathed. His fingers pried open the tight hole, as Dimitri
hungrily sucked her dry. The girls screams of agony meant nothing
to him.
Licking up the remaining juices with his tongue, he stood,
unbuttoning his pants and removing it and his underwear.
His p.enis was fully erect, red, and throbbing to his heartbeat.
The frightened girl stared at it, her soft whimpers music to his
ears.
