MINE


Willow was tipsy. She was not drunk. She had only had a few sips of beer. She stumbled along the sidewalk to her dorm. She looked up at the stars as she walked. She tripped over a crack in the sidewalk. Falling, she skinned her knee. She knew she should have worn pants. She watched as it started to bleed slightly. She swore and then stood back up. She was almost home. She'd deal with it there.

She started to walk across the grounds, deciding the dirt couldn't hurt as much as the sidewalk. She had just reached the bunch of hedges bordering her dorm when she felt someone grab her. She started to scream when she felt a hand cover her mouth. She relaxed when she realized who it was. He had found her.

"You've been naughty, Willow." He said quietly.

"What?" She squeaked, almost wishing she had the familiar blindfold.

"Dancing with that boy...letting him run his hands over you....you seem to have forgotten, you're mine. No one else will ever touch you."

"No. You forgot. I haven't heard from you in a week."

"Miss me?"

"You're an asshole."

She felt his lips on the back of her neck. She could feel his hard erection in her back. He couldn't be going to take her there...by her dorm. She felt a breeze on her legs as his hand reached up and cupped her wetness. Or, maybe so.

"You're wet.....was it him?"

"No."

"Who was it? I know you couldn't have gotten this wet so soon. Tell me."

She shook her head. What was she supposed to say? That he had made her wet? He wouldn't believe her anyway.

She was roughly pushed to her knees. She grimaced in pain as a rock hit her wound. She felt him move behind her, keeping on hand on her head to keep her eyes away from him. She heard his zipper.

"You will tell me..." he said warningly.

"No."

He entered her fully. She gasped at feeling him inside her again. She had missed this. She pushed back, meeting his deep thrusts. Her head fell down as he pounded into her relentlessly.

"Tell me" he said.

Again, she shook her head, her hair flying around her face as she was pushed forward.

She felt him move his free hand to her stomach. He ran it down to her clit. She moaned as he began to rub her in time with his stroked.

"Tell me his name"

"Oh god.....Spiiiiike" she screamed out as she came. She felt him empty into her. She could feel his cum dripping down her leg, mixed with her own juices.

She put her head in her hands. She waited until she counted to three hundred. She couldn't believe she had done that...said his name....she didn't want to face him. Slowly, she straightened up. She took a deep breath and stood. She turned around. He was gone. She noticed something laying beside her panties. A note.

Game Over

It was written hurriedly. She fell to the ground, curling up with her knees against her chest and cried.
 
 

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