The rain is beautiful; softly murmuring against the tin roof of the remote little cottage nestled snuggly on the cusp of the beach and the lushness of the forest. The girl settles deeper into her warm, comfortable chair with her current murder/mystery novel, her lovable bulldog, George; and a lovely cup of warm chamomile tea. The cottage is normally quiet with few visitors; the only noises are the rushing of the waves onto the shore and the rustling of branches when the wind swoops through them. As she began turning back to the page in her novel that she was reading, the strange noise crept to her ears. At first, she assumed it was the cat padding around the upstairs study. The next time the sound came, it was more definitive; certainly not the cat upstairs playing with some random piece of dust. No, this was a solid thud coming from the back porch. Almost like someone had dropped something.
Maybe something fell over, a plant stand perhaps, with the last gust of wind, she thought to herself. Not wanting to leave her peace and comfort, but wanting to put her mind at ease, she gently nudged George to the side and tiptoed to the back door. As she approached the door, the thud came again, louder this time. The girl let out a nervous little shriek and grabbed onto the kitchen counter to steady herself.
After a few moments of catching her breath and allowing her racing pulse to creep back down to normal, she caught a glimpse of something that caused her blood to run cold. Large muddy footprints coming up the back steps and across the little covered porch. Repressing another shriek of fear, she eased towards the back door to ensure it was locked.
A white hot flash of light then searing pain settled into her head as the back door was kicked in by those large muddy boots, smashing the side of her head and face. Before she could regain her vision, he grabbed a handful of her long, auburn curls and threw her across the kitchen floor. As he was closing the kitchen door, and locking it, she heard him mumbling something about being a fucking tease wearing nothing but a bikini bottom while out on the beach.
She began to plead with the large hulking figure of a man not to hurt her and he quickly informed her it was too late for that. She could plead all she wanted he said to her, in fact, he quite liked it; it turned him on and he was going to make sure the bitch knew it.
The girl tried to crawl toward the living room and reach her phone to summon help, but he was on her more quickly than she could have predicted. Dragging her up by the hair, he shoved her onto the kitchen counter, his massive arm across of the back of her neck. He told her that this is how whores are treated and she should enjoy it. He was only there to take what she had advertised so frequently on the beach.
With that massive arm continuously shoving down on the back of her neck, he felt his other hand groping her ass. He shoved her bare feet apart with his foot and pinned her knee to the cabinet with his. With one quick motion he ripped of her lacy thong and shoved it in her mouth. He told her to go ahead, scream and fight, it makes it all the more fun for him. Her short little sundress was wrenched up to her waist, fully exposing her ass and cunt to him. She began to cry because she knew what was coming. The girl didn’t know what to do, how could this be happening. The giant man shoved his hand deep in her cunt, forcing her hips against the counter. She grunted with the brutality of it. He removed his hand and took a deep breath as he smelled her juices. He then shoved it back into her, more fingers this time, trying to shove his whole hand into that voluptuous little cunt. He laughed at how the girl may not have wanted this, but her body betrayed her as her cunt became wetter with each deepening push.
Her grunts and groans only seemed to elicit a greater response from him, but she couldn’t help crying out against the violation and the pain. He finally took one last shove into her, forcing his entire hand into her cunt up to his wrist. She screamed around the lacy thong still in her mouth as the pain and fullness shot through her. The man only laughed and told her what a good little bitch she was. She couldn’t take anymore. He had to stop. The girl put both hands on the edge of the counter and attempted to push him off of her, but to no avail. This only angered him more. Taking his hand out of her, he snatched her by the hair turned her around and slapped her hard across the face. She saw stars and tasted blood as her lip split open.
He told her he knew she liked it rough and he would gladly accommodate her wants. He grabbed her by the throat and pushed her down to her knees. Holding her by her hair, he pushed down his beach shorts exposing his large throbbing cock and cum filled balls. She tried to turn her face away, but he had such a tight hold on her hair she couldn’t move. He began pushing her head forward onto his cock, but she refused to open her mouth. Again came the heavy handed slap across the face, this time she was sure she would have a black eye and busted blood vessels. He tried again to put his cock in her mouth as she tried to wrench herself free. Another heavy smack across the face brought a scream to her lips. This time he pinched her nose close until she could no longer hold her breath. As soon as she gasped for air he shoved the entire shaft of his cock into her mouth. He let go of her nose and used both hands to bury her face into him. She couldn’t breathe! She was certain he was going to suffocate her. His dick was so far down her throat she began to choke and gag. Spit oozed out her mouth, her nose was runny from crying and tears continually streamed down her face. However, the brute never felt sorry for her; it seemed he liked it all the more. He continually shoved her down on his cock, only letting her up momentarily so she could gasp for air.
After what seemed like a profoundly long time to the girl, the man got bored with the game and decided to humiliate her even more. Again with unanticipated speed and agility the man yanked her down onto the floor face first. Stepping out of his beach shorts, he straddled her from behind, never letting go of her hair. He whispered into her ear that she had been such a good whore that he couldn’t wait to feel her slutty little cunt wrapped around him. All she could do was whimper. She had given up on trying to stop him and had resolved to let him just do what he willed with her.
Letting go of her hair, he grabbed her full hips with both hand. Digging his fingers into her ample flesh, he pulled her hips up, spreading her cunt open wide. With one swift motion, he pushed his cock into her and pulled her back onto him. A moan of pleasure escaped her lips and he reminded her what a good girl she was. Within moments they had seemed to find a rhythm with each other. He pounded her cunt with every bit of force he had in his body and she responded in kind pushing back into him as hard as she could. Minutes later her body tensed as the waves of orgasm rolled through her. Feeling her cunt spasm around his cock, he gave into his own orgasm filling her with hot, sticky cum.
Completely letting go of the girl, she collapsed, exhausted on the floor. He rested back on his haunches, breathing deeply. Finally, standing up, he stepped over her, pulled his beach shorts back on and headed for the back door. Before he stepped out he turned to look at the beautiful mess of a woman he left laying on the kitchen floor. He reminded her that he was watching and he may be back.