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Virgin Maria (MF, nc, rp, v, tor)
by KAT (address withheld by request)

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Innocent girl ravaged as means of revenge.

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Maria looked out of her window, longing for a better life, 
something, which would have excitement rather than the everyday 
routine she had to endure. 

Maria lived with an elderly lady since her parents had passed away 
since the age of fifteen. Now at a ripe age of 21, she had matured 
into a lovely young woman with many worldly cultures.

Since the day looked so nice she decided to go into the forest and 
see if anything interesting would happen there. 

Off she set, and suddenly she found herself deep in the forest, 
but not lost.

Unknown to her was a young man who was hunting. This particular 
young man had quite a reputation with women. Any time he needed 
satisfaction, he would take a woman of his choice, no questions 
asked. 

Maria was wondering when she saw the young man. Appalled by his 
stature and manner, she tried to stay out of her way. 

She followed his trail and was sickened by the way he captured and 
tortured the animals he caught. 

Despite trying to be quiet she stepped on a twig, which gave a 
loud cracking sound. 

He suddenly stopped and looked around. Since Maria was wearing a 
hooded cloak he could not make out the figure, but started to run 
towards it.

Stricken with fright Maria fled, running for her life. She had not 
intended to be seen. 

Though she ran fast, he managed to catch up with her and in fury 
grab her arm and twist her around. 

Her hood still covered her head. At fist demand to show her face, 
she refused, but when he pointed the gun at her, she had no 
choice, but to reveal herself to this man who she considered to be 
a monster. 

He was set back when he saw a young girl staring back at him. She 
had intense brown eyes. Medium length hair again brown and wild 
looking which made her look sexy. 

His eyes wondered down to her heaving breasts as they rose and 
fell from the running. They looked so full, ripe and tempting. 

She had a full figure unlike all the other girls he had 
encountered, but she was a woman of beauty and something innocent 
about her. 

As he advanced forward, she backed away against a tree. her eyes 
looked wild, and confused. 

Her look kept him at a distance. He came up to her and grabbed her 
by the waist to kiss her, but she kicked him in the sheen. 

He fell to the ground in pain, and used it as an opportunity to 
run back home. 

He was angry. No woman had ever refused him. She had to be a 
virgin from the looks in her eyes and her actions. He decided to 
find her and teach her a lesson. In fact he planned to take her at 
whatever cost. He decided she had to pay with her innocence. 

Maria ran back home and into her room. She was furious with the 
young man, how dare he touch her. He was vile. 

She put him out of her head, and continued her life as normal. 

The young man who happened to be a son of a Lord found out about 
the girl he had encountered, and made a plan when to extract his 
revenge on her. 

He learnt that the old woman who stayed with Maria would be going 
to the countryside for a month and put his plan into action. 

It had been three weeks since he encounter in the forest. By now 
Maria had long forgotten the man, but he had not. 

That night Maria went to bed as usual in her nightdress. Unaware 
of what the night held for her, she fell asleep in a peaceful 
slumber. 

He waited till the late hours of the morning outside her window, 
until he finally climbed in naked. He advanced towards her bed. 

There lay the girl who had been in his thought day and night since 
that fateful day in the forest. 

He looked at her just like she was his prey. In fact to him she 
was. 

her breasts rose and fell at a steady pace, her hair sprawled out 
on he pillow. She looked flushed. She was ripe, ready for the 
taking. 

He slowly took the sheets from her body and admired her. Her legs 
partly up and parted. Her nightdress had risen up to her waist 
revealing her thong. 

He took a knife and sliced her dress until it fell in shreds 
around her. Her breasts were bear and the nipples responded to the 
cool air. 

He caressed her breasts, and bent down to suck on her nipples. He 
smelt sweet. He managed to caress her woman hood through her 
thong, and then moved it to one side as he felt her moistening 
from his sucking ministrations. 

He used the knife to cut away anything which kept her shielded 
from his hungry eyes. 

He traced a finger all along her body. She lay there unaware. He 
was painfully aroused. He had been from the moment he set eyes on 
her succulent body. 

He parted her legs and played with her clit, and lips. He took a 
finger and shoved it in deep expecting to tear her innocence. 

He was surprised when he felt nothing, but Maria awoke in pain.

Then fright took over her as she realized she was naked, and there 
was the man she'd seen in the forest. 

She wanted to scream, but he jumped on top of her and covered her 
mouth with his hand. 

He whispered 'Are you not a virgin, whore?' Her eyes widened in 
horror. She tried with all her might to push off her, but he was 
too strong. 

He got both her arms and pushed them above her head. This time he 
shouted 'Are you not a virgin, whore', before she could answer he 
backhanded her. 

The pain doubled for poor Maria. 'I am', she screamed back, 'I 
lost it in the accident when I was 15'. She turned her face away 
from him. 

How dare he be here, touch her, question her. She was too proud to 
show tears. 

He smiled at himself. He also began to rub himself against her wet 
lips. It was only this time she felt him. She struggled again. 

This turned him on more. He wanted her to, feel pain, that was how 
he was. 

He reached out to kiss her, but she turned her head. He grabbed 
her head and forced a kiss, in doing so, he parted he legs more 
and got into a comfortable position. 

He felt big to her. As he rubbed himself more against her wetness, 
he could feel the heat she radiated, and managed to release her 
lips to say in a cruel tone 'Be mine, my virgin-whore'!

With that he pushed hard into her, she screamed out in pain. Se 
felt like she was being torn apart. He was rough with her, loving 
her tightness, and the fact he had forced himself into her. 

His speed increased, she felt like the aid was being taken from 
her. He swelled increasing her pain. 

Then she felt hot liquid as he poured himself into her. He 
squeezed her breasts and kissed her in doing so. 

He had made her his, with as much pain as possible. 

Maria felt all her bruises swelling up. Her innocence torn from 
her. 

He slid out from her, and looked down as his prize. She looked as 
wild as the first time he laid eyes on her, and the looks of pure 
hatred for him, aroused him again. 

Maria just lay there. Too much pain stopped her from getting up 
and attacking this monster who had just ravaged her. 

The man used the shreds of her nightdress to wipe away blood from 
the corners of her lips and between her legs. He saw a bowl of 
water need her bed. He used it to clean he up a little. 

Now Maria had her head faced away and tears formed in her eyes, 
not from pain, but from shame. 

After what felt like hours, Maria felt him climb between her legs. 

'Be my whore'! 

'She turned to him and replied in a very stern voice 'Never, I'll 
die first'. 

With that, he was fully aroused and pushed into her abused body 
and rocked gently as Maria faded into a deep slumber from the 
pain. 
