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Against Her Will By Milik the Red
   The man had been observing the girl for several days.  He had first seen
her at the restaurant where she worked and had begun planning for her,
planning very carefully.  He had followed her car home that first night
just to see exactly where she lived.  The next night he was waiting in the
shadows of her apartment complex and made note of which unit she entered.
He had repeated this observation for several days just to be certain. 



   He knew her name was April Stevens and that she would be arriving home
in just minutes.  Most importantly, he knew that, tonight, she would be
alone.  He absentmindedly squeezed his cigarette out between his fingers as
he watched her pull up into her parking spot.  He was so focused on what
was to come that he felt no pain even as the embers seared his
fingertips.


   April was 23 years old, about 5'6" tall and no more than 115 lbs.  She
was wearing the tight black top and hip hugging blue jeans that her
employer required of it service staff.  Her long blond hair was pulled back
into a pony tail, highlighting her exquisite facial features.  Her breasts
were pleasantly large and seemed very firm.  She possessed a perfectly
heart shaped ass that swayed wonderfully as she walked to the door of her
lower floor apartment.  She excited him immensely.  He wanted her, and he
knew she would want him to take her.


   April opened the door to her place and locked it behind her.  She turned
on the lights to chase away the feeling of emptiness that she always felt
there.  April hated living by herself, but she didn't have a boyfriend and
her family was far away.  Until she finished school, living alone was her
only choice.  


   She had barely taken a few steps inside when she heard the knock at the
door.  It was 11:30 at night so it was surprising to her that anyone would
be there this late.  She looked through the peep hole and saw an attractive
man standing outside.  


   "It's late, what do you want?" She said through the closed door. 



   "I'm sorry to disturb you Miss, but I was just leaving and I noticed
that you left the parking lights on in your car."


   "Damn, I've so been scatter brained lately" she thought to herself.
   Embarrassed, April opened the door to thank him and to check her car. 
As soon as the door opened however, the man hit it hard.  The door flew
open and she was thrown backward several feet into her apartment.  He was
on her before she could react, grabbing her by the throat and lifting her
effortlessly to her feet.


   "Don't make a sound and don't you dare fight me.  I won't hurt you if
you behave."
   He pushed her against the wall and leaned in close.
   "Do what you're told and you'll get this through this,
understand?"


   April's head was spinning and a paralyzing fear was spreading rapidly
through her body.  He closed the door with his foot and as she heard it
slam, she knew she was trapped inside with him.
   "Oh God, what are you doing!  Let go of me!"
   She grabbed his arm with both hands and tried to pry his strong hand
loose from her neck but his grip on her throat only tightened, threatening
to cut off her air.


   "If you keep struggling you're going to get hurt."
   April froze at his threat.  He was far too strong for her to fight off
and it began to sink in to her that she was in very real danger from this
man.


   "Please, I'll give you whatever you want...just don't do anything to
me."


   The man looked at her intently.  She was barely holding back her tears
and her fear was palpable.  It was absolutely delicious.
   An evil smile crossed his face as he forced his knee between her thighs
and pressed his leg against her crotch.  


   "I don't want to hurt you, but I will if you make me.  It would be a
real shame if I had to bloody your pretty face."
   He pressed his body against hers and ran his free hand down her side as
he spoke, caressing her gently until his hand moved up to her breast and
found the hardening nipple through her clothing.  The intimacy of his touch
was electric and she was both surprised and ashamed at herself that it felt
so good.  It also left no doubt in her mind as to what he wanted.  She was
about to be raped, and that realization sent bolts of terror coursing
through her.


   "No...Please don't do this to me!  Let me go, I won't tell anyone...I
promise I won't!"
   Her voice was choked with fear and she was trembling noticeably.  When
he unbuttoned her jeans her tears start to flow freely.
   "Go ahead and beg, but we both know you've wanted this for a long time."
   He forced his hand roughly into her tight pants, making her wince.  He
felt the smooth skin of her pelvis right above her clit and his evil smile
returned.
   "You shave yourself down there...I like that.  Now, if I let go of your
pretty neck, are you going to behave?"


   Aprils' was mind was reeling from the quickness of his assault.  A cold
sweat poured from her body as her heart pounded in her chest.  This man had
frightened her in a way no one ever had before and thoughts of what he
might do to her filled her with icy terror.
   She struggled briefly but having felt his strength, she became certain
that he could snap her neck with ease if she angered him.  When she was
finally able to speak, her voice trembled with fear and defeat.
   "Okay, please...I'll do whatever you want.  Just don't hurt
me."


   "Good girl." 


   He leaned back from her but kept his arms on the wall, blocking any
escape.
   "Slide your jeans off."
   The tone of his voice had suddenly become soft and comforting.  He
sounded almost conspiratorial, as if he were speaking to a loving partner
instead of his victim.  She hesitated for a moment, trying to get a grip on
herself and to her horror, his darker side instantly
resurfaced.


   "Do it now!" 


   The sudden return of the threat in his voice caused her to jump.  She
kicked off her shoes and quickly dropped her pants to the floor, leaving
only her red panties to keep her evaporating modesty intact.  Before she
could even stand up again, he grabbed her by her pony tail and dragged her
across the room to the couch, throwing her head first into the cushions.
   He pulled her head up and put what felt like a dog collar around her
neck.  He then pulled her arms up behind her head and slapped a pair of
hand cuffs on her wrists.  Finally, he secured the middle chain of the
cuffs to the collar, trapping her hands behind her head.  


   "There, that should make you more manageable."
   Grabbing her by the ankles he spun her body so that her knees were on
the floor.  She tried to raise her head off the couch, but he knelt behind
her and pushed her face back down into the couch.
   "Don't move!"
   She felt his hand caress her hip and she almost cried out in fear at his
touch.  When he slipped his fingers into the waistband of her panties and
tore them off her hips, she winced at the sudden, stinging pain. 



   April couldn't believe this was happening to her.  She had fantasized
about being taken forcefully by a man many times, but never really thought
that it might actually happen.  Now, everything was all happening so fast
that she didn't have time to get her head around it.  She found herself in
a totally helpless position and she was still afraid that he might
seriously hurt her.  She realized that she had no choice but to take his
word that he wouldn't and that her only choice was to submit herself to
him. She concentrated on calming her breathing and relaxing so that she
would be able to think.


   It seemed plain that he was going to fuck her and she knew that she was
going to have to go along with it.  She wasn't a virgin by any means and
she knew that she could survive that.
   She could almost feel him moving behind her and the sound of him
removing his clothes was unmistakable.  She felt his hand touch her hip and
thought this was it.
   "Look, I'm not fighting, do what you want.  I'll even try to make it as
good for you as I can.  Just promise to leave me in peace when you're done
with me, Okay?"
   Much to her relief, she sounded more confident then she felt.  Risking a
glance back at him she saw a long knife in his hand.  Alarm bells sounded
in her mind and terror instantly gripped her.
   "Oh my God, don't!  Please..."


   April almost passed out as he brought the knife close to her back. 



   "Calm down!  I told you I wasn't going to hurt you, now hold still.  If
you move, I might cut you accidentally." 


   Despite his assurances, April still didn't quite believe him.  Her life
was totally in his hands and she felt that he was certainly capable of
ending it at any moment.  The fact that he did nothing to hide his face
made her sick with fear.


   He lifted the back of her top and began cutting the fabric from the
small of her back all the way up to her neckline.  He went about it slowly
and methodically, being very careful not to cut his victim's flesh as he
went.  Halfway up, he stopped and caressed her smooth ass.  


   "You have a beautiful body.  I'm going to do things to you that none of
the pathetic boys you've allowed in your bed could have ever imagined. 
It's a shame you wasted your virginity on any of them."


   "You don't know anything about me.  I might still be a virgin for all
you know!"
   Her voice was a whisper, but the defiance in it was clear to him.  He
found that he liked her spirit.  


   "I know more about you then you think, enough to know that somewhere
deep down inside, you're enjoying this.  You've been craving a real man
your entire life.  Now it's your chance to be had by one.  Accept it and
you'll find greater satisfaction then you've ever dreamed
possible."


   As he leaned to sever the shirt's collar, April felt his cock brush
against her inner thigh.  It felt very hard and very warm to her.  As he
started to cut the short sleeves away, April was stunned at realization
that her body was beginning to respond to him.  She felt the warm wetness
of arousal stirring between her legs.  She hated him for his arrogance, but
she was forced to admit to herself that something inside her was indeed
willing him on.  


   After he finished with her shirt, he cut her bra strap with one deft
turn of his knife, leaving April naked in front of him.  She felt
humiliated by her treatment and more so by her own reaction to it.  His
rough hands were roaming slowly over her back, sending unwanted shivers of
excitement up and down her spine.  He lifted her body slightly and pulled
the remains of her clothing out from under her.  


   April felt his hand lay flat on her back as he moved himself closer. 
When the head of his cock nudged against her, she instinctively rotated her
hips to accept his intrusion.  He pulled her back and pressed forward,
sliding himself easily into her and making her gasp against her will.
   April had not expected him to penetrate her so smoothly.  Until then she
hadn't been willing to admit to herself just how wet she had become.  While
she was thankful that it hadn't been painful, the reality of his intrusion
was not lost on her.  Somewhere in her mind she screamed "Oh my god no! 
This is really happening.  I'm being raped!"


   Just as her mind screamed in rebellion at his touch, her body began
responding in its own way.  He felt long and thick and his movements set
off pleasurable sensations within her that she couldn't control.  "This is
wrong," she thought.  "I can't possibly be enjoying this!"
   Everything she had ever learned about sex said that she should be
fighting the feelings that had begun to wash over her.  April tried.  God
knew she tried, but the feeling caused by his slow, grinding movements in
and out of her body could not be ignored.
   He held her hips in both hands and guided her into an incredible rhythm
that her body reacted to against her will.  She heard the sound of female
moaning and was horrified to find that she was giving in to the pleasure of
being fucked.  That is what it was, she knew.  Not love making, not even
sex.  She was just being used for his satisfaction.  She should have been
horrified and angry, but something about it was actually turning her on! 


   She hoped desperately that he would cum quickly and be done with her
before he found out how excited she was getting.  She waited for that
moment, expecting his pace to quicken and for his control to falter, but
his motions only seemed to become more and more confident, as if he could
already sense that she was giving in to him.  It didn't take long before
she understood that she wasn't getting off that easily.  He stroked himself
into her moistened sex with skill, changing speed and angle just enough to
set her nerves on fire.  


   It was strangely liberating.  All her inhibitions, the worries about how
people might feel about her were sliding away with every stroke into her.
Always before she was forced to balance her own carnal desires with the
thought that, if she seemed too eager, if she enjoyed it too much, her
partner would consider her a slut.  She had been raised to be a 'good girl'
and good girls were never 'easy.' With this man fucking her against her
will, she was, in a very strange way, free.  No one could judge her
harshly, she was the victim here.  In that instant, she gave herself over
to it and accepted the pleasure of his intrusion.


   He took hold of her pony tail and pulled her back onto him.  He was
moving faster and it seemed, more deeply.  He felt deliciously hard as he
repeatedly filled her.  Then he slammed himself forward and held himself
against her ass.  For a moment, she thought he was finally going too cum,
but instead, he reached behind her head and released her hands from their
restraints.


   Thankfully, she stretched her arms out in front of her to sooth her
cramping muscles.  The mixture of relief and of lingering pain created
sensations within her that she could barely comprehend.
   Just as her body started to relax he picked up his pace once more,
pounding again and again into her abused pussy.  His shaft slid wonderfully
over her g-spot as he moved, giving her the constant, repetitive motion
that she needed to start her body on the way to bliss.
   Every time he thrust inside her he filled her completely, gently
stretching the walls of her tiny pussy.  He was finding spots within her
that she herself had never known existed, and still he continued his
exquisite torture of her body.


   April was reaching the point of ultimate surrender.  She was approaching
orgasm at an incredible pace.  It roared up inside her in an unstoppable
wave and washed away all pretense of resistance, making her scream out in
pleasure.
   "Oh yes.  Don't stop...don't stop!  Oh fuuuck!"


   He continued his powerful thrusts throughout her spasms until her body
relaxed and her screams faded into soft moans.  Her pussy was filled with
the liquid fire of her own fluids and every stroke into her made her whole
body quiver.  


   In the back of her mind she knew he had finally reached his limit.  She
could sense his need from his ragged breath and tensed muscles.  When he
thrust one last time, burying himself in as far as his ample size would go
April heard him grunt and felt the hot wetness of his seed flow into her
womb.  He jabbed himself into her with several more quick strokes until,
finally, he was totally spent.


   He leaned over onto her back and gently kissed her
shoulder.


   "Oh yea April, that was amazing.  I knew you had it within you.  I never
had any doubt."


   His use of her name shocked her more then she could have guessed.  "Oh
my God," she thought to herself, "He knows my name!  What else does he know
about me?  Who is he anyway?"
   The whole experience had just become far more personal.  She thought
that he had come upon her randomly, but now it was apparent to her that she
had been chosen.  Chosen to be Raped by a man she didn't know.  Somehow, to
her, this fact had given him a greater power over her.  His possession of
her name crushed the last light of resistance she could muster.  She felt
now that he had totally defeated her.  


   He had forced himself upon her and had shattered all pretenses' she had
about herself, exposing them for the lies that they were.  He had made her
body crave and long for his abuse and it had responded to him with the most
intense orgasm she had ever known.  He had left her totally confused. 
Confused and ashamed that she could have actually enjoyed it.


   She fingered the collar around her neck.  She was tempted to remove it,
but she knew that it was as much a symbol of his dominance as it was a
practical tool to control her.  He had put it on her, and there it would it
would stay until he decided to remove it.


   April crawled up, naked, into the corner of the couch and drew her knees
up to cover herself as best she could.  She wasn't sure what would happen
next, but sensed that he wasn't done with her yet.  She watched as he stood
and slid his pants back on.  He then pulled a cigarette from his pack and
lit it.
   April didn't smoke and would never have allowed a guest to light up in
her apartment, but he didn't seem to care if she minded or not.  He acted
as if they were in his home, as if he were the one who made the rules.  She
said nothing as he took a long drag from it and blew it into the room.  He
picked up his shirt and threw it to her.
   "Put it on before you get cold."


   As she slipped the large shirt over her slim body, he went into her
kitchen.  After opening a few cabinets, he returned with a small saucer to
use as an ashtray.  Only when he sat in a chair across the small room from
her did it occur to her that she could have made a run for the door.  She
would have only had a moment, but the opportunity was there.  She wondered
to herself why she hadn't thought of it when she had the chance.  The
obvious answer was one that she wasn't yet ready to face.  She shivered at
the thought, she wasn't ready to admit to herself how bound by his will she
had become.


   April had avoided looking at him while he smoked, but finally forced
herself to meet his gaze.  He was watching her.  His eyes were dark and
intense but there was no threat there any longer.  If anything he looked
mildly amused.  She was no longer worried about what he planned for her. 
Whatever he wanted, she didn't believe he would cause her pain or injury.



   "How do you know me, My name, where I live?  Why did you choose me?"
   April felt her anger rise and it came out in her tone.  Part of her
worried that he would react to her challenge, but she needed to know, she
deserved an answer.
   "Will you at least tell me your fucking name?  I've seen your face. 
Your fingerprints are all over the room.  You came inside me so even your
DNA is here.  You can't get away with this." 


   "All true" he said.  "My name is Ethan, and I didn't choose you.  You
asked for this yourself."


   "No, you're wrong...I've never even seen you before!"


   "Do you remember Trisha Collins?"


   April felt her anger fade into shame at the mention of that name.
   "Yes, I remember her..."


   "She told you about me, didn't she?"


   "She told me she knew a guy who liked to...do things to her"
   April remembered that Trisha had said it was the most exciting sex she
ever had.  April had listened to her stories about this Ethan.  About how
he would show up at her home or workplace and take her at his whim.  It had
sounded incredibly exciting to her.  Still, to April, it had just been a
fantasy.  Just silly girl talk...


   "You told her that you would love to try it if you ever got the chance,
didn't you?"


   "Yes, but..."


   "But nothing.  You asked her for this.  You wanted it."
   He had a smug smile on his face.
   "You sure seemed to enjoy it while it was happening." 


   "You came after me without so much as asking, without even letting me
know!"


   "Asking you?  That would have defeated to whole purpose don't you
think?"
   He stood and came over to her.  Reaching down he took her face in his
hand.
   "You can call the police, but Trisha will swear that you asked her to
set this up, and if your neighbors heard anything, it will have only been
you screaming for more." 


   He wiped a tear off her cheek and stroked her hair.
   "You feel humiliated and used, but admit it.  You loved being
taken."


   Ethan let go of her and went back to his cigarette.  He took one last
drag and crushed it out.  He waited for her to say more, but she just
stared at the floor.


   "So, now it's your choice, and it's the only one you'll get from me
tonight.  Was I wrong?  Say the word and I'll walk out right now."



   April couldn't think straight.  She knew that she should tell him to get
the hell out and never come back, but part of her knew he was right.  What
he had done was evil and arrogant but it was also the most exciting thing
she had ever experienced.  She couldn't let him stay, but she also found
herself unable to tell him to leave.  She froze, still staring at the
floor, unable to speak.
   She had submitted completely and now couldn't find the strength to break
free of his will.  The moment seemed to last forever.  She was absolutely
humiliated at her own weakness.  The frustration and anger within her were
at war with her longing and desire.  It was all too much to bear and she
broke down in tears, crying like a little girl.  


   Later, she could not guess how long he waited, but when he finally
spoke, she knew the decision had been made.


   "Don't be so hard on yourself April.  Evolution has hard wired a desire
for the Alpha into the female mind.  It's a natural desire, one that
enabled your gender to make sure that they and their children were
protected in a time when they would have been at the mercy of their
environment.  They gave themselves over to the pleasure of their mates to
ensure that their men would return at night, bring them food when they
could not gather enough for themselves and protect them from the dangers in
their lives."

 He came up to her and caressed her face.
   "Society has tried to ignore all of this.  It has empowered women and
castrated men.  Most people, it seems, have been able to overcome their
primal urges, most but not all.  People like you and I, we still feel the
ancient passions.  You should not be ashamed of it."
   He picked her up in his arms and carried her to her bedroom.  As he laid
her on the bed she considered his words.  She didn't know if he was right
or not, but it did give her something to hold onto to.  It was a reason for
her to have the feelings she had.  It wasn't weakness, it was just who she
was.  He wanted her and she needed to be wanted by him.


   Ethan removed his pants and April saw that his desire for her had
returned.  He motioned her to him and, understanding, she knelt at his
feet. His manhood was rampant again as she took him into her
hands.


   "I don't have to warn you about biting me do I?" 


   April shook her head.  She didn't want to contemplate what he might do
if she turned against him now.  She was very nervous, she had sucked cock
before but she wasn't very good at it and she had never consented to
letting any man cum in her mouth, but she knew that if he wanted her to
swallow his seed, she would do it without question.  


   April leaned forward and took him into her mouth and tasted the tangy,
musky flavor of both of their residues on him.  She ran her tongue around
the head and took him a bit deeper.  After a few moments, she decided that
the taste was not all that bad and she began sucking him into her mouth as
far as she could take him.

 Ethan was pleased at her
willingness.  He watched as her head moved back and forth over his shaft.
It was a beautiful sight.  He could see her large nipples hardening through
the shirt he had given her and he reached down to cup her left breast in
his hand, kneading the tender flesh under the fabric.  When he gently
squeezed her nipple she moaned quietly over his cock and sucked him even
harder.


   They both continued this way for a while, until April slid him from
between her moist lips, her tiny hands still keeping a wonderful rhythm on
his shaft.
   "That feels really good.  Let me take this top off.  I want to feel your
hands on me."


   He nodded his head and she pulled the shirt off, exposing her full
breasts to him.  Ethan hadn't yet paid much attention to April's breasts,
but now he could see that they were firm and perfectly proportioned to her
slender frame.  He lifted her onto the bed and settled himself over her. 
He began kissing her neck and shoulders.  Her skin tasted sweet and her
perfumed body smelled incredible.


   April writhed under him as he kissed and nibbled his way down to her
breasts.  He sucked each nipple and rolled them between his lips, savoring
the feel of them.  His hands caressed her flanks as he continued his oral
ministrations.  Slowly, he kissed and licked his way down her belly until
his head was between her thighs.  April's heart was pounding with
excitement when his lips found her tender folds.


   The boys who had gone down on her before had always seemed clumsy, not
really knowing what to do or where to touch her and they would almost
always go for her clit before she was ready.  The sensations that caused
would always be too intense, making it very difficult for her to reach
orgasm.  It had left her frustrated and feeling inadequate.


   Ethan was different.  He went slowly, kissing and licking all around her
pussy without actually touching it, teasing her in the most delicious ways.
When his tongue finally did slide up and in, he went very lightly, adding
the moisture of his saliva to her natural secretions.  He pulled gently
with his lips and sucked her folds between them, his tongue flicking and
fluttering over her supple flesh again and again until, like a flower in
the sun, she opened before him.


   By now April was truly ready.  She could feel her orgasm building at his
touch and she rolled her hips desperately, trying to get his tongue onto
her clit.  Just then, he placed his hand flat on her pelvis and applied
light pressure.  His flicking tongue found her clit and began dancing
lightly, quickly over it.  His touch was incredibly light and very
persistent.  April's muscles tensed and a low, deep moan escaped her lips
as the orgasm she had felt approaching suddenly exploded inside her body.
Ethan had been waiting for this exact moment.  He took her inflamed clit
between his lips, squeezing and sucking it gently as she bucked under him
until, finally, she could take no more.


   When she had recovered, April tried to pull him up into the saddle of
her thighs.  Her pussy yearned for penetration and she wanted to look into
his eyes as he came inside her.  When he instead lay down next to her she
whined in disappointment.  Every time she thought she knew what he would do
next, he managed to surprise her.
   This time was no different.  He turned her onto her side and pulled her
ass against his hips, spooning her.  Understanding what he wanted, April
lifted her upper leg and he slid his entire length into her.


   "Oh yes...you feel so fucking good inside me" 


   As he began the long, deliberate strokes into her she laid her head on
his arm.  From here he was able to squeeze and fondle her sensitized breast
as he continued to fuck her.  April turned her head and her lips found his
in a deep, lustful kiss.  His breath smelled of her fluids and she could
taste herself on them.  His lips feasted gloriously on hers and their
tongues met and danced against each other.  


   April had already had two major orgasms and doubted that she would be
able to cum again, but the incredible intimacy she felt was, in its own
way, more powerful than any orgasm could ever be.  Her body was alive with
sensations, his gentle kisses, the wonderful caresses on her breasts, and
the fulfilling thickness of his hard cock moving inside her.  She was more
than content to lie in his arms and let him have her as long as he needed
to reach his own point of no return.  


   When he placed a pillow against her hips and rolled her onto it, she
thought that he was going to take her from behind, as he had done earlier.
But he didn't mount her right away.  He started to caress her back and down
over her ass.  


   "I'm so proud of you April, You've shown me that you are capable of
letting go, of being in touch with yourself in ways most women never
achieve."
   He was whispering quietly, as if he were afraid he might break the spell
he had woven.  All the while he was caressing her with the lightest of
touches.  April began to relax completely.  All of the fear was gone.  All
that was left was the warm afterglow of her sexual release.


   "There is only one thing left for me to show you tonight."
   His fingers had drifted to her anus and he began softly tickling her
there.  He licked his finger and slowly prodded her, not pushing so hard as
to intrude, but enough that she had no doubt as to what he
wanted.


   "Oh Ethan, please, I've never done...I don't think I can do
that."


   He shushed her gently.
   "Of course you can.  You just have to relax, and trust me."
   He got off the bed and removed a small bottle from his pants pocket. 
Climbing back on the bed behind her he dribbled some of the thick lubricant
between her shapely buns and rubbed it into her skin.  It tingled at first
and then she felt it warming her nervous bottom.  He climbed over her and
let his penis fall into the cleft of her ass.
   "I won't lie to you, this is going to hurt at first, but trust me,
you're going to absolutely love it."
   He began sliding himself up and down, coating himself with the lube he
had applied to her.  He kissed her neck and nuzzled against her.
   "I won't rush this.  I'll know when you're ready.  Just concentrate on
how this feels.  Embrace it.  You're entering into a whole new world of
pleasure.  


   The effect of his words, the pleasant feeling of warmth, the hardness of
him sliding against her ass, all of these things slowly took hold of her.
She focused on the moment, trying not to think of what was coming.  Soon,
she became so lost in it that when he shifted his weight and pressed
against her virgin hole, it almost caught her by surprise.  She felt him
add another dribble at the unopened entry and then he began to push. 



   For a moment nothing happened, and then she felt him start to force
himself past her barrier.  She felt the burning sting as her muscles gave
way to the intruder and she cried out.


   "Aww God that's too big..." 


   He stopped instantly.  He didn't pull back, but simply rested, applying
only the slightest of pressure.
   "It's okay April, you don't have to take it all at once.  In a moment
you'll loosen up and the pain will fade."
   She wanted to believe him and concentrated on calming herself.  Within
seconds she found that the pain had faded and she relaxed back into the
sheets.  


   "There, you see.  You can do it."
   With that he pressed forward again and suddenly she felt him pass beyond
the doorway and move deeply inside her
   "Ohh wow you feel so damn huge in there!  Please go slow...go
slow"


   Ethan did go slowly, working himself deeper and deeper with short
thrusts, pulling back slightly when the resistance increased, and then
continuing forward once she had calmed herself again.  When he leaned
forward and whispered that he was all the way in April was actually
surprised.
   The pain had gone and she felt a sensation of fullness unlike anything
she had ever felt before.  She swayed her hips subconsciously and
discovered that the slight change in angle caused very pleasurable
feelings. She pushed back and ground herself against him, savoring the
feeling of his penetration.  


   Ethan allowed her time to adjust to him.  He wanted her to be able to
fully enjoy the experience of anal sex, but she was so sexy, and her
glorious ass was so tight, that it was beginning to challenge even his own
remarkable control.  He pulled back and began reaming her with long,
powerful strokes.  Every time he thrust in, she moaned from the pleasurable
pain he knew she felt.
   She turned to look back and he saw that her face had turned red from the
intensity of it all.  The sight was intoxicating.  He lay down fully on her
back and hammered her as hard and deep as he could, biting her neck as he
felt the end approach.


   April winced at the bite, at the stinging in her ass as he buried
himself balls deep inside her, and at his strength as he held her tightly
to him.  But even with the pain, there was an immense pleasure and a sense
of satisfaction radiating through her.  It wasn't just the physical
pleasure, although it did feel incredibly good.  It was the opportunity to
finally let go and find fulfillment in the art of sex.  She had given her
mind and body over to him and he had taken her on an incredible journey to
ecstasy.  


   When she felt him stiffen and heard his low animalistic growl, she
squeezed him as tightly as her exhausted body could, sending him over the
edge.  She thought she could feel the warmth and added moisture as he
painted her tunnel with his hot cum.  When he rolled off, she felt his
softening shaft pull out of her and was surprised at how good even that
simple act felt.  


   Much had happened in a very short time.  Too much for her to really
understand it all, or the effect that it would have on her.  She only knew
that she felt liberated.
   Perhaps he believed that she had a need to be dominated, but what she
felt was a sense of empowerment.  Her body was hers, and from this day
forward, she would use it as she wished.  


   She curled up in her bed and watched him dress.
   "Am I going to see you again?"
   April wasn't sure which answer would frighten her more.


   "I'm not you boyfriend.  I won't be taking you to the movies or meeting
your family.  But if you want it, really want it; I'll come to you again,
but on my terms, at a time of my choosing."


   April mulled over the idea, if she asked him to, she clearly would be
inviting another assault and she couldn't be sure how it would happen or
what he might do to her.  She only knew that she wasn't ready to give him
up.  The waiting would be nerve wracking and but it made her feel alive. 
She smiled inwardly.
   "Check the top dresser drawer, left side."


   He opened the drawer and found a set of spare keys.  He looked back at
her and saw the excitement in her eyes.  

 April gave him a
naughty smile, "I hate coming home to an empty apartment."
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