Taken (OneofaKiind & Kriss45)
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				Title: <strong>Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>15-06-2009, 23:27:34</strong>
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				Hannah Ritter sat in the middle of the park on a bench, the sun beating down on her lightly tanned skin as she read a magazine. Today was her one day of the week that she had off from her nursing job and she was going to take full advantage of the beautiful weather. She wore a small sapphire dress (http://www.forever21.com/product.asp?catalog_name=FOREVER21&amp;category_name=dress_casual&amp;product_id=2058843618&amp;Page=all) that showed off her ample breasts, the skirt of it only coming down mid thigh, showing off her long legs, ending in white high heels. <br><br>Her long brown hair was tied back in a low ponytail, the strands coming out in soft curls, her green eyes hidden behind large black sunglasses, leaning back as she read. She was alone on the bench despite all of the people running around the park, from joggers to walkers, from old people to little kids, even dogs and their owners. She wasn't distracted, however, as she read her magazine, not seeing anyone around her worth giving her attention to. <br><br>Hannah brushed a stray strand of hair from her eyes idly, taking a slow breath, her soft skin almost shining in the sunlight, a beacon in the light in the sapphire dress, perfection amidst all the chaos around her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>16-06-2009, 00:21:24</strong>
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				Micheal Suarez sat on a park bench reading the classified second of the mornings paper for job listings. He had been going to the park for several days now to get away from the stack of bills and stale air of his home. He wore as casual white t shirt and blue pants with black boots. <br><br>He was about 6'1 and had his jet black hair combed back. He also wore a pair of reading glasses that tinted with the bright sun to cover his dark brown eyes. He let out a deep sigh as he thought about his lack of luck with finding a job. He put the paper down and looked around the park to get his mind off of things. Seeing the children running around the park playing made him smile faintly and that's when he saw her. <br><br>A woman wearing a blue dress with an elegant design on it. He looked in awe as she read a magazine. Her long legs glistened as the soft sunlight hit her tan skin. Her brown hair reflected the sunlight and gave her this aura that made her stand out from all the other woman around the park. He knew this woman way way out of his league and he had little chance of getting to know this woman but he decided trying was better then just leaving it alone and imagining what could have happened.<br><br>He piked up his paper and made his way other to the bench where the woman sat. The closer he got to her the more detail he could see about her and this in turn made his adoration for her grow. As he got closer he gulped down and when he stood before her he hesitated a little before saying "Hello miss is this seat taken?". He waited nervously for a reply.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>16-06-2009, 00:31:44</strong>
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				Hannah barely looked up from her magazine, giving him a brief glance before looking back down, turning one of the glossy pages, "No, it's all yours," she said, her voice soft and sweet, her pink lips glittering with the gloss she had on as she spoke. A soft breeze ruffled her hair in the ponytail, the soft scent of peaches flowing on the wind around her. <br><br>Despite the brevity of her glance, she noted that the man was rather handsome, and a sharp dresser, but Hannah wasn't looking for anything these days. She had just gotten out of a terrible relationship and was just cooling her heels for awhile. She flipped through her magazine a bit more, glancing at him from behind her sunglasses occasionally, but said nothing to him. She was a shy girl in general, and despite her striking beauty, she didn't think much of herself so her confidence was lacking. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>16-06-2009, 01:14:38</strong>
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				Michael faintly smiled when he heard her soft voice. He sat next to her nervously and opened up the news paper reading random topics while he thought of a way to break the ice. Michael had not been a relationship in some time so it has been a while since he approached a woman. His thoughts quickly faded from his mind when he got a smell of her soft scent. Without thinking he blurted out "Wow you smell just as great as you look". <br><br>Realizing he spoke without thinking he blushed and looked to her wondering if she should slap him for his out of place comment or rather thank him. His heart started racing as he looked to her bracing himself for harsh words or even a slap or two. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>16-06-2009, 01:24:57</strong>
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				Hannah raised an eyebrow slightly and raised her eyes, turning her face to look at Michael, but her surprise was mostly hidden behind her sunglasses. "Thanks..." She said hesitantly, uncertain how to reply. No one said anything like that to her, ever, and she wasn't sure what she should say back to him. She tilted her head a bit, he was blushing. He was uncertain too, and while she thought he was cute, he seemed too shy for her. She shifted a bit and sat up straighter, turning back to her magazine, biting her lower lip gently. <br><br>She was suddenly very conscious of how she smelled and how she appeared to him, glittering in the sunlight, the sun baking her skin, eliciting the sweet scent even more on the breeze. Hannah finally couldn't take it anymore, she felt too awkward sitting there with him and she stood, grabbing her large orange purse, swinging it over her shoulder, "have a good day," she said kindly, blushing a bit in return as she started to walk away down the path. Maybe she should go home, the sun was starting to go down and she didn't like being out after dark. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>16-06-2009, 02:02:19</strong>
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				Michael heard her thanks and sat back comfortably "Your welcome". He wasn't sure what to do next again he read random topics while his mind tried to contemplate where to go from here. This woman was the most beautiful woman he had seen in a while and he didn't want to make her uncomfortable so he tried to think of something to comfort her. <br><br>He turned to her just in time to see her grabbing her purse, she said to him "Have a good day" In a nice tone but without even looking at him. As she walked down the patch away from the bench he put his paper on the bench and slouched over glaring at her. "Have a good day" he thought. How would he accomplish that with no job no one to comfort and worst of all no money? He began to resent her words and even her despite her beauty. Before she was so far he couldn't see her he stood up and begun to walk down the patch after her "Oh ill have a good day" he thought to himself as he walked down the patch with his eyes fixated on her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>16-06-2009, 02:09:47</strong>
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				Hannah didn't notice him following her, her hips swinging with every step thanks to her high heels, looking around happily. She smiled a bit as she watched all the people around her, so happy and having a good time in the beautiful weather, lovers watching the sunset together. The sky was cast with wonderful pinks and purples as she exited the park and walked down the sidewalk toward her apartment building, which was only a few blocks away. <br><br>She didn't give Michael a second thought as she walked home, reaching up to pull her hair from the ponytail, letting the curls fall in unhindered waves down her back, taking her sunglasses off as the sun faded to the point that she didn't need them anymore. Her emerald eyes looked around; she was a people watcher, and she had always been told how cute it was that her eyes were always searching her surroundings. <br><br>Hannah slid her sunglasses into her bag and retrieved her keys, seeing her apartment building up ahead, the sky growing darker with each step. Maybe she would curl up with a book on her couch with her cat and hot tea...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>16-06-2009, 02:30:33</strong>
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				Michael walked down the the trail as he watched her hips sway back and forth. "She might as well be taunting me..." He thought as he fallowed her. The sky soon turned dark making it easier for him to slip in to shadows if she happened to turn his way. As he fallowed her down the side walk he noticed she pulled her keys from her purse. He knew this meant she lived close. <br><br>He two pulled his keys from his pocket for she walked right past his parked car. He watched as she pulled her hair from her pony tail and let the soft curls falls on her back. "Wow she really is beautiful. I almost feel bad for doing what I'm about to do. No she pushed me to this if she would have just been a little nicer this would never had to happen." He smiled as he felt himself beginning to enjoy the thoughts running through his mind. <br><br>As he came to his car he quickly unlocked it and looked around for anything he could use. He found a bandanna and put it in his pocket still searching his car. When he checked the back seat he saw a leather belt that belonged to his brother who was a police officer. "He must have forgot this when i gave him a ride yesterday. Good thing he is on vacation and wont bee needing it." He thought as he got the pair of handcuffs along with the key and a flashlight just in case. Slamming the door he looked back at her and grinned knowing he had everything he needed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>16-06-2009, 02:39:25</strong>
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				Another breeze blew around her, lifting her curls and sweeping under her short skirt, catching her off guard for a moment as she caught it and kept it down, flashing her toned thighs as she paused on the sidewalk. 'Stupid breeze,' she thought to herself, shaking her head a bit as she kept walking a moment later. <br><br>Hannah smiled as she looked up to the second story windows of the large apartment building just ahead of her, seeing her gray kitten sitting on the window sill, hearing her soft meows through the open window, "hey Sweetie, I'll be right up," she called up lovingly as she started toward the front door to the building. For being such an observant girl, she didn't notice Michael following her down the road, didn't hear him getting in and out of his car...she was focused entirely somewhere else, fumbling in the dim light for the right key. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>16-06-2009, 02:54:57</strong>
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				As Michael fallowed he saw her skirt get blown up and reveal her thighs. He couldn't help but licks his lips and think "Damn i am going to have some fun with this girl". He saw her look up to the cat sitting on the window sill "That must be where she lives cute cat hope it doesn't scratch me id have to have to hurt it".<br><br>He looked down seeing her fumbling with her keys. "I could take her now and drag her back to my car or i could wait till she is at her apart door and ambush here there..." He thought to himself. "Ill wait till she is at her apartment door i don't want to take the risk of her kicking around in the back seat getting the attention of some goody two shoes or worse the cops." He watched as she entered the apartment building and ran up grabbing on to the door before it closed completely. He peeked inside to make sure she wasn't watching the door.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>16-06-2009, 03:05:06</strong>
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				Hannah walked in the front door, the halls dimly lit. She had told her landlord to fix the lights that were out, but he was a fat, lazy old man who didn't do anything unless he felt like it. The hall was long, several doors on either side to different apartments, but she turned to the right immediately upon entering, heading up the cement stairs to the second floor. <br><br>The walls were wood, and was a rather nice apartment building, and was quiet. Her apartment was the second one on the right, and she pulled out her key, having not registered that the front door hadn't shut behind her. She opened the door and walked in, flipping on the overhead lights. To the left was her small kitchen and to the right was the living room with a few pieces of furniture- a brown couch and a couple red recliners, as well as a wide, flat screen tv with a rather large DVD rack next to it. Down the hall in front of her was the one bedroom and bathroom, all of the walls a warm off-white with many paintings and posters bringing light into the room. <br><br>She smiled a bit as Sweetie jumped off the window sill, running over to her as she slowly shut the door behind her, tossing her purse onto the floor, "Hey Sweetie, I bet you're hungry." She said softly, turning to walk into the kitchen to feed her kitten. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>16-06-2009, 03:40:09</strong>
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				Michael saw her turn to the stairs and walk up. He slipped inside and closed the door behind him and slowly crept up the stairs so his foot steppes wouldn't alarm her to him. He saw her enter her apartment so he made a dash for the door catching it just before it closed. He slipped inside and was no more then a few inches from him as he shut the door behind her. <br><br>He stood so close to her and quietly pulled the bandanna from his pocket and straighten it out as he watched her walk over to the kitchen. His heart was racing and his skin begun to throb as he thought about what he was about to do. "To late to turn back now" He said to himself. He fallowed her quietly and once she was standing at the counter he raised the bandanna above her head and lowered it to her mouth filling her mouth as he tied it behind her head while quickly pressing his thighs against her butt to hold her in place. <br><br>She now knew she was not alone and begun to fight against him. He slapped her hands away from the bandanna so she could not remove it. With a grin on his face and said to her "You still smell really good." To let he know who her attacker was. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>16-06-2009, 03:50:31</strong>
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				Hannah let out a scream of surprise as she saw the bandanna lowering over her face just a split second before it muffled her cries, the bandanna filling her mouth easily now that her mouth was open from the scream. She tried to fight him off, scratching at his hands, feeling him pressing himself against her, pinning her effectively against the kitchen counter leaving her no place to go. <br><br>She felt him tie it around her head but she continued to scream, though they dissolved when he heard his voice and his words. She froze for only a moment before she struggled again, bucking backwards against him, trying to throw him off of her small frame, an elbow rocking back into his ribcage, thrashing around, her free hand groping over the counter for something to hit him with. <br><br>People sometimes said that in moments like these, everything slows down, but for hannah, it only seemed to speed up. Was he going to kill her? Why was he here? Had he been following her all the way from the park? 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>16-06-2009, 04:07:58</strong>
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				Michael saw her hand reaching for anything on the counter so he wrapped one arm around her neck and squeezed just enough to pull her off of the counter and keep her pinned against his chest. He winched as she pounded his rib cage this only made him squeeze her throat tighter. Seeing an opportunity he cuffed one wrist tightly using the other end of the cuff to hold her arm to her side leaving her only one arm free.<br><br>Michael dragged her over to the living room. As she fought against him he pressed her body against the wall and dragged her along it to the living room. "Fucking bitch!" he yelled out as he ribs begun to throb with pain due to her punches. He glanced behind him to see get a good look at the living room and see what to do her next. Seeing the brown couch he grinned as he pulled her off the wall and slammed her small frame on to the brown couch pinning her body down with his own.
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				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>16-06-2009, 04:23:05</strong>
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				Hannah screamed again against the gag, feeling the cold metal of the handcuff close around her tiny wrist eliciting a whimper from her, her arm bent at a terrible angle as he held her in place. She continued to jab her elbow into him, it was all she could do as he dragged her to the living room, but her whole body twisted and writhed despite how tightly he held her. <br><br>She knew she was getting to him when he yelled at her, but cried out when he threw her onto the couch, tears springing to her eyes as he pinned her body with his, her skirt hiking up her thighs toward her hips, one sleeve hanging off of her shoulder. <br><br>Hannah reached up to punch him with her still free hand, bucking against him to get away, scratching at his bare skin. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>16-06-2009, 04:56:15</strong>
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				Michael dodged her punch and grunted as she dug her nails in to his skin. This only made his lust for her mix with rage and become even more intense. Holding her cuffed hand down he moved his other hand between them and threw her legs out so he fit could grind his crotch against hers. <br><br>Hannah's bucking caused her to rub against the growing bulge in his pants. Michael thought "Bitch is getting me hard and making me want her more and doesn't even know it!" He grinned down at her thinking "Ill leave her arms free for now its fun watching her fight". Michael begun to grind against her as she bucked against him, his free hand now moved to the panties she whore under her skirt. Feeling her lips under her panties she pressed two fingers along with her panties between her lips and begun to massage her wet walls best he could. <br><br>While he did this he moved his lips to her neck and bites down on her soft skin while sucking. His wet lips marking her skin with his saliva as she struggled to throw him free. His nose filled with her sweet scent making him want her even more. He let go of her skin between his teeth and ran his tongue up and down her neck as his hot breath washed over her skin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>16-06-2009, 05:22:30</strong>
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				Hannah wailed against the gag that was still in her mouth as she felt him pinning her one hand, trying to kick him as he pulled her legs apart, exposing her pussy and panties. She cried out as she felt his fingers pressing against her, her eyes staring at the ceiling as she prayed for him to leave her alone. <br><br>She gasped, trying still to get him off of her. Her free hand slapped at him, trying to push him off, embarrassed that she was getting wet from his touches. 
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				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>16-06-2009, 05:44:25</strong>
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				"Why do you fight me when your so wet" He whispered to her as she shoved his fingers in to your deeper along with her panties. He moved the tip of his tongue from her neck to hear ear and bit down on it nibbling it. Once he was done he whispered to her again "Your so fucking sexy yet you have no idea how hot you make guys and now your paying for it!" <br><br>He moved her cuffed hand under her and pressed his weight against her so she could not release it. His free hand moved to the shoulder of her dress and pulled it down ripping her dress. Grabbing the seams ripping it apart so her breast flew out from her dress. "Not even a bra? you must be aching for some loving girl..." Michael moved his hand back to Hanna's cuffed wrist holding it down. His fingers worked rapidly in her pussy rubbing her walls with her wet panties as her sweet nectar dripped down on to the couch.
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				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>16-06-2009, 06:04:19</strong>
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				Hannah blinked back tears as he tore open her dress, her large breasts now exposed to him, wincing as he pinned her arm painfully under her own body. SHe whimpered against the gag again, kicking her legs a bit, but it only stood to move her hips against his own and against his fingers that toyed with her through her panties. <br><br>she shook her head, trying to protest that she was aching for loving, humiliated at how her body reacted to his touch, feeling herself getting wetter and wetter, finding something strangely erotic about the situation she was in. But she shoved those thoughts deep down and found a new will to fight him off. She shifted and tried to hit him again. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>16-06-2009, 06:37:42</strong>
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				Hearing her whimper and tear Michael runs his tongue to her cheek licking up her tears like the sick perverse bastard he is. Tasting her tears he says "Mmmm salty" and laughs out. He then pulls his fingers from her pussy and pulls her panties down just enough so her pussy and thighs are completely exposed. He rubs his fingers against her wet lips to get them soaked in her juice. Grinning down at her he takes his fingers from her pussy and shoves them in to her mouth. <br><br>"See how wet you are! I bet your even loving the taste of your own cunt juice too!" Suck them clean i know you want to!" He rolls his fingers over her tongue until he is pleased her juice as been replaced with her saliva. He removes his fingers from her mouth and shoves them deep in to your wet pussy felling your soft warm walls hug his fingers. "Damn your acting as if you don't want it but your body is welcoming me happily!" He slides his thick long fingers in to you felling her wet walls looking for her gspot so he can really make her squirm under him. 
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				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>16-06-2009, 06:45:43</strong>
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				Hannah turned her face from him as he licked her cheek of her tears, realizing that her struggles only turned him on more, but as he pulled her panties down, she thrashed again, clawing at him to no avail. She choked softly as he shoved his fingers into her mouth, tasting her own juices on them, trying not to do what he asked but she was forced to. She gagged and turned her face away again, screaming against the gag that was still in her mouth as he shoved his fingers into her wet pussy. <br><br>His fingers were so long, easily hitting her g-spot, making her gasp at the pleasure it elicited, though she tried not to think about it. She couldn't help thinking about how good it felt, but she just couldn't stop fighting. Her wrist ached painfully beneath her body, she tried futilely to think of that instead of what his fingers were doing deep inside of her, growing wetter with each stroke of her g-spot, feeling a climax building despite her protests.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>16-06-2009, 07:16:12</strong>
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				Michael could feel Hanna's climax building as her pussy clenched and convulsed on his fingers. He worked her gspot faster and harder wanting her to climax for him against her will so he could rub it in her face after. Seeing her breast bouncing back and forth against him he took his lips and wrapped them around her nipple and began to suck on it hard. Her nipple becoming hard on his tongue. <br><br>Michael's cock become hard in his pants and started to ache for freedom. He moved moves his hand from her wrist to his zipper quickly opening it and releasing his cock in to the cool air. His cock rubbed against her belly and pussy as he fingered her pussy faster and faster as he felt her walls clench him tighter asking for more without words. He decided it was time to make her helpless so he removes his fingers from her pussy grabbing her free wrist and moving it to her back placing it in the open cuff. Her wrists now bound behind her back now leaving him two free hands. One moving directly back to her pussy fingering her rapidly with his lips still on her nipple and his other hand ripping off her dress to expose her other breast. His hand gripping her breast squeezing it hard while his fingers rubbed and pinched her nipple between her knuckles. 
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				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>16-06-2009, 07:21:24</strong>
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				Hannah shut her eyes tightly, trying not to cum, and was relieved when he removed his fingers from inside of her, but wasn't rewarded with him getting off of her. He captured her free hand easily, her eyes flying open as she tried to pull from his grasp, but before she knew it, her hand was pinned like the other in the handcuffs behind her back and she whimpered again in pain at the way her arms were bent and twisted behind her. <br><br>She saw his cock freed from his pants, feeling it rubbing over her soft skin and she shifted, trying to get away from him, but she cried out against the gag as he slid his fingers back into her, instantly back on the verge of climaxing. She felt him playing almost painfully with her breasts, feeling him&nbsp; pinching her nipple, making her writhe in pain. She begged him incoherently against the gag to stop, but he didn't stop. 
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				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>16-06-2009, 07:33:30</strong>
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				Michael felt she was on the verge of her climax but holding back because she wanted to reuse any pleasure he was bringing to her against her will. He knew it was only a matter of time before he broke her and she gave in to her lust even though she still will fight him. He looked at her with a sadistic smile as she worked his fingers on your gspot rapidly making her fight against him with all the might she could muster. He took his thumb and pushed the hood of her clit back and begun to massage her throbbing clit fast. He felt the pulse and heat coming off of her clit as her pussy convulsed getting closer to the climax she tried so hard to reject. <br><br>Wanting to push her over the edge he moaned to send vibrations out to his lips and tongue to massage her nipple and breast with his tongue and lips. He even started to suck on her breast pulling his head back to tug on it as his lips formed and air tight suction that kept her nipple between his lips even as her breast was pulled so far it began to hurt. Just to tease her he decided to rub his throbbing cock head against her entrance. He slid the head in and let her squirming do all the work then pulled it back out for the moment to let he think he was rethinking his decision to ravage her with his cock but in truth his mind was made up long ago.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>16-06-2009, 07:41:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Hannah squeezed her eyes shut tightly as he drove her over the edge, unable to hold back a groan of pleasure as he made her cum, his fingers hitting her g-spot in combination with his thumb on her clit made her body writhe, but in ecstasy now, forgetting everything for the moments that she was enveloped in pleasure. She came hard, her juices flowing over his hand, her body shuddering, her pussy muscles convulsing over his fingers. Even his teeth on her nipple, pulling it to the point of pain sent her mind reeling. <br><br>She felt his penis starting to enter her and she whimpered again, crying out and shaking her head, another tear sliding down her cheek. She begged him to stop and felt a rush of relief as he pulled back out. She rested back against the couch cushions, panting softly, making soft broken mewling sounds, shaking her head. she didn't want anymore, already humiliated enough that he had made her cum so easily despite how terrible and wrong this was. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>16-06-2009, 07:53:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Michael almost came as he felt her pussy convulse and gush her sweet cum all over his fingers. He wasn't nearly close enough to not stop himself tho. As he looked won at the woman laying under him he smiled seeing her whimper and cry out felling humiliated. He saw that she felt relieved when he pulled his cock from her pussy and grinned as he used that against her. Michael laughed out as he slid his cock against her pussy once again this time with out warning he slid his thick hard shaft in to her and slammed his throbbing head against her cervix. As she screamed he pressed his lips against her own and sucked on her soft warm tongue as she twisted and turned under him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>16-06-2009, 08:12:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Hannah screamed like he knew she would as he slid into her fast and hard, writhing in pain as his cock hit her cervix, her hands balling into fists behind her back. She bit down on the gag as she couldn't hold back her screams, shifting again under him, trying to free herself from his hold, feeling his lips upon hers, his tongue managing to slid around the gag. If it weren't for the gag, she would have bit down on his tongue. <br><br>She tried not to cry as he laughed at her as he slid his throbbing cock deep inside her aching wet pussy, twisting her body, trying to kick her legs again to get him off of her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>17-06-2009, 17:05:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Michael laughed as she kicked and tried to get him off of her. In his mind he was thinking of how he should take and ravage her. He could simply just start fucking her like this or he could force her in to another position. Seconds passed and he made his decision with a wide grin on his lips. <br><br>He pulled off of her and grabbed her by the arm pulling her to her feet. He walked her over despite her resistance to the arm rest of the couch. With his hand on her back he forced her to lean over it and to make sure she stayed in that position he lifted her feet off the ground and positioned the arm rest on her belly with her face being pressed against the cushion. <br><br>Michael then put his hands on her ass and slapped it right before violating her again with his cock. His cock spared deep in to her making his head slam against her cervix and his balls against her clit. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>17-06-2009, 17:14:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Hannah protested against the gag as he pulled her up, digging her heels into the floor but he was strong and pulled her against the arm rest of the couch. Her eyes widened when she realized what he was doing and she shook her head wildly. <br><br>He bent her over easily and yelped when he lifted her legs off of the floor, balancing her on the armrest, face planting unceremoniously into the cushion. She turned her head so she could breathe, tears filling her eyes again. Her body jolted when he slapped her ass, screaming against the gag as he shoved his cock deep into her, even deeper now with the switch of positions. her hands twisted in the handcuffs, whimpering, unable to put up much of a fight in this position. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>17-06-2009, 17:32:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With his cock deep inside of Hannah he knew he had her for as long as he wanted. He quickly removed his pants boxers and shoes kicking them behind him. The sight of Hannah cuffed in front of him with her dress ripped apart made him mad with last. Without warning he started to thrust rapidly and violently in and out of her pussy. His head quickly slid in and rubbed against your gspot as he forced his cock deep in to her. His balls clapped her lips and clit every time his head pounded against her cervix. The felling of her pussy was beyond what he had imagined and shivers ran up and down his spine as he fucked her forceably. <br><br>Looking down at her he saw her tight pink asshole. He began to wonder if she had ever given it to a man or if she hated the felling of so much as a finger sliding in to her ass. He let out a low sadistic laugh as he soaked one hands fingers in her pussy juice. With his fingers slick and shiny he slid his middle finger in to her ass all the way to the last knuckle. He grunted as he felt her tight ass squeeze his finger as if ready to snap it off. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>17-06-2009, 17:38:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Hannah cried out again and again as he thrust his hard cock into her, her hands balling into tiny fists so hard that her nails broke the skin of her palms, tears streaming down her face he repeatedly shoved her face against the cushions beneath her. She bit down on the gag as he fucked her harder and harder, her body bending to his will. <br><br>But her screams only intensified when he slid a finger into her tight ass hole, every muscle in her body tightening, in turn tightening both her ass and pussy muscles around his appendages. She begged him against the gag to stop, but she couldn't make him, he couldn't even understand what she was saying as she sobbed, trying to kick her legs again. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>17-06-2009, 17:50:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Michael looked down at Hanna's to see it red and wet with tears. He simply smiled at her as he felt her ass and pussy tighten around his cock. This was enough to get him to keep fingering her ass and forget about her discomfort and muffled pleads. His heart raced as he fucked her tight pussy. Her wet warm walls hugging him tighter then any woman he had ever fucked. <br><br>To add insult to injury he moved his other hand to her hair and pulled it off of the cushion making her scream. "Fuck bitch you have the tightest cunt I've ever had the pleasure of fucking. Too bad it had to be this way and you cant enjoy this as much as i am". He laughed as he held her head up and fucked her pussy like a wild animal. Looking down at her pussy he could see her lips we beginning to swell up because of his hard pounding in to her. This simply put a smile on his lips because he knew that her pussy wasn't used to the girth of his cock and force of his thrusts.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>17-06-2009, 18:10:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Hannah writhed beneath him, screaming as he pulled her up by her hair, continuing to punish her pussy and fingering her asshole, making her sob softly. She hadn't had sex in months, which only stood to make her pussy tight like a virgin, stretching painfully as he fucked her hard, rocking her entire body, making her breasts bounce painfully on her chest. <br><br>She screamed until her throat was raw and she couldn't scream anymore, whimpering and groaning in pain, ignoring the pleasure. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>17-06-2009, 18:28:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Michael was panting heavily with beads of sweat running down his throbbing hot skin. He let go of her hair only to move his hand to her breast. Squeezing her breast in his hand he pinched her hard nipple between his fingers. He pinched tugged and twisted her nipple as he fucked her pussy like a wild animal. All he could think about was how tight her pussy was and how amazing it felt taking her against her own will. <br><br>He wiggled his finger rapidly i her ass to make her squirm and shake under him. He wanted her to try and get away from him because her resistance made it so much more intense. I pressed his chest against her back and put his cheek on hers smearing the tears running down her face. "Your pussy feels so fucking good baby you must have not gotten a good fuck in a while. How does it feel to have your pussy welcome my cock while you scream and beg me to stop. I'm in control of your body, not you slut.". 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>17-06-2009, 18:38:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Hannah let out another choking sob as he squeezed her nipple, pounding her pussy harder than she had ever been fucked, clenching her fists even tighter as she cried. His fingers in her ass made her writhe and kick, begging for mercy, twisting her body again in an attempt to get away from his touch, her pussy aching from his relentless thrusts. <br><br>She felt his cheek against her own, her body shuddering, whimpering at his words. He was right, she hadn't been fucked in awhile, and it terrified her how much he was enjoying raping her, listening to him telling her that he was the one in control, which she already knew. She knew very well that he was the one in control of her as he fingered her butt hole, pulled her hair... She moaned in response, shaking her head, begging him to stop. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>17-06-2009, 19:48:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You want me to stop you little slut?" He pulled his cock from her only leaving the head on her lips. He watched as she sobbed and nodded. "To bad bitch I'm going to use your body till I'm satisfied and theirs nothing you can do about it" With a deep thrust he resumed his thrusts in her. His finger massaging her anal walls now while sliding in and out of her rapidly.<br><br>His thick cock pulsed with head deep in her pussy. His was drawing closer to his climax but he was going to hold himself back till her body gave in and climaxed with him. His tongue escaped his lips and he licked her neck up and down. The air was filled with her sweet scent and the thick smell of sex. He grabbed the back of her dress and pulled on it so all that was left was scraps on her chest and the skirt of her dress. His hard chest pressed against her back and she could feel the heat and sweat of his skin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>17-06-2009, 20:03:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Hannah sobbed again after he continued to pound into her, so hopeful that he was stopping but he had tricked her maliciously. She cried against the gag as she felt his tongue on her neck, shaking her head so violently that her head almost collided with his as she wiggled to get free of him. She felt so used, like such a slut, being violated in two holes, unable to stop him or free herself. <br><br>Her legs kicked wildly in response to his continued thrusts, her muscles clenching around him again, so tight around his hard cock, trying to ignore how good it felt, her clit rubbing against the arm rest of the couch he had laid her on, his cock hitting her g-spot repeatedly. She could feel a climax building up but she tried so hard not to. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>17-06-2009, 20:20:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Michal's climax was building up rapidly and he knew he wasn't going to be able to hold back for very long because of her tight pussy. He moved his hand from her breast to her clit using two fingers to rapidly stroke her clit. He whispered in to her ear "Cum for my cock you little slut. Give in and cum like the whore you are". Michael had never talk to a woman like this before but when he spoke those words and saw her twist and turn under him he just wanted to say more degrading things. <br><br>He rubbed her clit fast with his fingers as he heart pounded faster and faster on her back. His skin throbbed with heat as he ravaged her cunt. He bit down on her neck and sucked on it to mark her so once he was done with her she would have a reminder of what had happened to her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>17-06-2009, 20:28:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Hannah's cries turned into reluctant moans as he stroked her clit, almost completely unable to push the pleasure out of her mind, it felt so terribly good. He was right, she was a slut because she was only seconds from cumming for her rapist. She couldn't stop struggling against him, but the struggling only pushed his fingers harder against her clit as he pounded into her and this time she screamed out of pleasure instead of pain. <br><br>Her pussy tightened around his cock as she came hard, her whole body shaking as he brought her to and over the edge, moaning loudly against the gag as he ravaged her, feeling his teeth on her neck, a natural turn on for her and she groaned, so humiliated by what he had made her do. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>17-06-2009, 20:40:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Michael laughed as he heard her cries turn to moans. He knew he was pushing the right buttons and any moment she was going to cum hard for him. He thrust in to her with all his force and seconds later he felt her pussy tighten even more around his cock as her body started to climax. <br><br>He groaned and moaned on her neck as he started to cum with her. His cock throbbed while his head erupted and unleashed a torrent of thick hot cum inside of her. His cum coated her walls and shot deep in to her. His deep thrusts caused gushes of both their cum to shoot from her lips. He removed his mouth from her neck and moaned loudly as he filled her with his seed. <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>17-06-2009, 21:00:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Hannah moaned as he came deep inside of her as she came with him, and when the pleasure had passed, she collapsed, exhausted against the cushions again, shutting her eyes tightly, sobbing softly. She could feel a mix of their passion running down between her legs, which only made her cry harder, her hands slowly unclenching to reveal the 8 little moon-shaped cuts in her palms from her nails, her body limp, all the fight leaving her as he shoved himself as deep as he could go, unloading himself inside of her. she hoped it was over now, she couldn't take any more. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>17-06-2009, 21:31:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Michael gathered his breath as he pulled off of her and slide his cock out of her pussy. He stood behind her and examined her body. Seeing the cuts on her hand he figured she had been though enough and deserved to have them cleaned up. He walked to the kitchen and wet the corner of a small towel. He walked back over to her cleaning the wounds of her cuts softly.&nbsp; While he cleaned her wound he thought about how beautiful she was and how he would love to embrace her and praise her but he knew that was out of the picture now because of what he done to her.<br><br>Once her wounds were clean he explored the house to find the bathroom. Once there he looked in the cabinets for some bandages. He lucked out and found a box of bandages behind the glass mirror in her bathroom. He returned to her and put small circle band aids over the moon shaped cuts on her palms. He had no idea of what to say so he simply stayed quiet. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>17-06-2009, 21:36:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Hannah slid off the arm of the couch when he walked away from her, collapsing on the floor with a soft cry, her legs unable to support her own weight, her wrists still handcuffed behind her back, the gag keeping her from saying anything. She looked so beautiful sitting there on the floor, bits of her blue dress hanging off of her in tatters, her skin glistening with sweat and flushed red from their violent escapade. <br><br>She winced as he cleaned her wounds, the cleanser singing a bit, but with her hands in the handcuffs, she couldn't pull away. She rested her head against the side of the couch, shutting her eyes, her whole body aching from the way he had violated her, letting him put the bandaids on her small hands. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>17-06-2009, 22:02:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With her cuts clean and covered up Michael went back to the bathroom to put the box back. While in the bathroom he grabbed a clean towel and returned to her. He kneeled in front of her "I'm going to take off the bandanna so you can talk but if you scream I'm going to put it back on and hurt you. You wont get a second chance so don't fuck up got it?" He said in a harsh tone. <br><br>He pulled the bandanna out of her mouth and pulled it down to her chin ready to put it in her mouth if she decided to scream. As he waited he took the towel and whipped the sweat from her face then cleaned up all of the juice on her legs and thighs. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>17-06-2009, 22:06:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Hannah nodded as she understood his words, turning her big green eyes up at his face, wide like a deer in the headlights. she flexed her jaw a bit as he pulled the gag from her mouth, licking her dry lips, her cheeks slightly red from where the bandanna had dug into her face. She swallowed hard and watched him as he toweled her off. <br><br>She let him wipe the tears and sweat from her face, not understanding why he was here still, cleaning her up after what he had just done to her. Didn't rapists usually bail after they had collected their prize? She couldn't help but wince, hissing in pain as he wiped her thighs of their juices, her pussy raw and aching from how hard he had fucked her, so relentless. But she didn't speak as she watched him, not moving a muscle. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>17-06-2009, 22:30:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Michael cleaned the wet mess from her body and looked in to her eyes. "If i wanted you to stay quite i would have left the bandanna in your mouth". He stands up and walks to the kitchen getting a glass of water. "Here drink this" he says as he puts the glass to her lips and slowly pores the water in to her mouth. He eyes her up and down wondering if she is going to say anything at all or if he should leave. He had never taken a woman by force before. It felt great but he felt he had to make sure she was ok. He knew this was a stupid thought and that he should just leave but he decided to stay and clean her up. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>17-06-2009, 22:40:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Hannah took the water gladly, the cool liquid soothing her raw throat, her mouth dry from all the screaming. The water was a welcome gift and she relaxed a little as it trickled down her aching throat. When he pulled it away, she licked her lips again and looked at his face, trying to decipher his expression. <br><br>She tried once, and then again to speak, succeeding on the third try, her voice soft but raspy. She wanted to know why he had done this to her, what she had possibly done to him to make him come into her apartment and treat her like a whore, like a piece of meat instead of a human being. she wasn't a bad person...<br><br>"Can you take the handcuffs off? my arms..." she winced a bit. Her arms ached with the way they were forced behind her back, and had strained her shoulders when he pulled her around by the cuffs. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 00:04:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"As long as you don't claw me and try to run away" He says to her letting out a soft laugh. After he realized it probably wasn't funny at all to her. He took the key from his pocket and undid the cuffs. Taking the towel the cleaned her wrists of the blood from the small cuts. "Those should heal in a day or two. My brother used them on me once when i beat up a friend and my wrists were scared just as bad." <br><br>Michael moves the hair from her face and looks in to her eyes for a moment. "So i never got your name. Mines Michael. Your probably wondering why i did what i did and why I'm doing what I'm doing now"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 01:26:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It took every last bit of Hannah's strength to NOT claw him like he said, wanting so badly to punch him, her hands trembling with suppressed movement. She looked at her poor wrists as he cleaned the cuts, her pale skin already starting to bruise in a ring around her wrist. <br><br>She listened to his story, a dark look in her eyes. she didn't care about what his brother had done to him, and her face went absolutely stark white when he told her he had never gotten her name. No. Of course he hadn't gotten her name, he'd just stalked her from the park and raped her in her own apartment! Her voice choked in her throat as she tried to respond. <br><br>"Hannah" she finally said in a tight voice, staring at him with her wide green eyes as he pushed her hair back from her face, "why <em>are</em> you doing this...?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 01:50:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Hearing her question Michael just looked to the ground and stayed silent not knowing what to say. He looked back up at her "Let me get you some cloths. Come on" He stands up and walks behind her grabbing her sides and helping her stand up. He knows she must be sore after the hard fucking she just had so he picks her up and carries her to the bed room he saw earlier. <br><br>He kicks the door open and lays her on the bed slowly while he begins to look through her dresser drawers to find some cloths for her to put on. He finds a light blue tank top and white pajama shorts in the first two drawers he finds. He walks over and hands them to her. "I don't know where you keep your cloths but i found these for you." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 01:58:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Hannah stiffened a bit as he picked her up, laying in his arms, thankful that he didn't make her walk, her legs couldn't hold her up and she was so sore, it was bound to ache even more if she tried to walk.She shivered a bit and shifted her arms to try to cover up her exposed breasts, self-conscious still even though he had just seen her most intimately. <br><br>She let him lay her on the bed, wrapping her arms around herself, a little cold as he rifled through her drawers, taking the clothes that he handed her. She slipped the shorts on over her long legs first and then pulled the tanktop on, so thankful to be clothed again, watching him closely, "you didn't answer my question. why are you suddenly being nice after what you did? Why did you..." she gulped, feeling a little sick to her stomach, "why did you do that to me?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 02:13:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeing her with cloths on brought a smile to his face. She was beautiful naked but with her now covered up he thought about how she would look in the early morning when she woke up. That is what made him smile at her until he heard her words. Again he looked down and let out a sigh. <br><br>"At first it was because you had rejected me back at the park. I was sick and tired of being rejected. Then after seeing you up close i wanted you. Your beautiful and so god damn sexy i had to have you..." He sighed and walked back to the other room to get his pants. He saw there was no phone in the bed room so he wasn't worried about her calling someone and he was going to walk past the door so he would catch her if she tried to run. He returned to her room standing in the door way with his cloths on again. Not knowing what to say he just blurted anything he could think of out "You would look so beautiful with a sun set behind you..." Hearing his own words he knew they were out of place and just shut up. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 02:20:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Hannah couldn't have run, but she had wanted to. She knew he would be blocking the door, though, and if she tried to run, she was certain he would become violent again with her, and she was sure that she had endured enough abuse for one night. She stared at him, her mouth opening a bit at his words. She watched him leave and come back with clothes on, relieved that neither of them were naked anymore. <br><br>She had moved to sit up against the headboard, clutching a pillow to her chest as she looked at him with her wary green eyes, swallowing hard as he told her she would look beautiful before a sunset. She blushed a little. She hadn't meant to reject him like that, and if she'd only known that walking away would make him do such...such a terrible thing to her, she never would have. <br><br>Her eyes shut tightly for a moment, and then she buried her face into the pillow she held, crying softly, her body shuddering. She looked so beautiful and innocent sitting there on her pristine white bed, so temptingly broken. cuts and bruises from his strong hands littered her pale skin, a large bite mark on her neck. Every mark on her body showed that she was his. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 02:48:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeing the Hanna break down and start to cry made him feel horrible for doing what he did. She was beautiful and probably didn't know she was going to hurt him as much as she did when she simply went on with her life. He took a deep breathe and walked over to her to try and comfort her knowing he was probably the last person she wanted to see. <br><br>He sat on the bed next to her and put his arm around her holding her softly. "Let it out. I cant stop you from crying or give you reason not to. You have ever reason to so just let it out. I understand if you hate em and want to hurt me. So" he sighed and knew he would regret it but he went on anyway "Hit me scratch me do what you want to be i wont fight back. Your beautiful and you didn't deserve what i did to you. I lost control and should be punished for it theirs no one better to do that then you. So do it." He removed his glasses and put them to the side as he rubbed her back and waited for her back lash. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 03:02:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Hannah looked up at him with blood-shot, tired eyes, her pillow wet from her tears, her body shuddering as he touched her. her hands clutched the pillow tightly to her chest, trembling as she considered his words. She wanted to hit him. God she wanted to beat him senseless, she wanted to treat him like he had treated her, like a piece of meat that didn't deserve to be heard or thought of as anything but a body, not a person. She wanted to shove things into his orifices, to gag him and torture him by shoving things in and out of him until he couldn't stand any longer. she wanted to scream derogatory things at him, make him feel like a whore, making him feel like he was worth nothing. that he was as less than dirt. <br><br>But she didn't. She was a sweet person, a typically kind and good girl, thoughtful and empathetic, she couldn't understand why he had done this to her, but she wasn't going to hurt him like he had hurt her. She just couldn't. <br><br>"You do deserve to be punished but...but I can't do it." she said wearily, shaking her head slowly. She was so tired, but she was afraid to fall asleep with him there in her room, in her apartment. What if he lost control again? it would take days for her to recover properly as it was, she would be utterly broken if he did it again. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 03:34:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Michael nodded as she spoke to him. "Your right Hanna i do but i doubt your in any condition to do anything that's running through your head right now. So here's what ill do" He pulled the cuffs from his pocket along with the key. He looked to her and put his hand on hers placing the key in her bandaged palm.<br><br>&nbsp;Looking to the head board seeing a gap in it he cuffed one wrist and put his hand through the gap cuffing his wrists together. "I wont be going anywhere like this unless you let me go. I know your probably tired so go ahead sleep i couldn't hurt you if i wanted. Tomorrow once your rested up you can punish me". He said with a sigh as he got as comfortable as he could on the bed. "I know you probably don't want me here but if i don't do this ill probably run and prevent you from giving me what i deserve". 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 03:45:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Hannah truly didn't want to hurt him like he had hurt her. She didn't want him to stay there with her as he handcuffed himself to the bed next to her, but she didn't stop him. She knew his arms would ache if she left him there during the night...and at least it was a start. She knew that even in the morning she wouldn't rip him to pieces, but at least she would have some time to think about it, time to rest up. <br><br>She wrapped her hand around the handcuff key as she looked at his face. How could someone so sweet and kind do such terrible, thoughtless things? She didn't know the answer, unless he somehow had multiple personalities. <br><br>Without a word, letting her motions speak for her, she laid down next to him, just barely touching her body to his on the bed, she shut her eyes, resting her head on another pillow while she clung to the one in her arms, she started to fall asleep, which wasn't hard. she was exhausted. despite his presence, knowing her couldn't do anything else to her tonight made her feel marginally better. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 04:00:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As Michael got as comfortable as he could he felt the cuffs digging in to his wrists. He didn't complain about the pain tho he knew if he did he would look like a complete idiot and had no right to talk about a little pain in his wrists around her. He rested his head on his arm and started to go to sleep when he felt her back against his body. He looked at her wondering why she had done it but didn't say anything or ask because the felling was nice. <br><br>As he drifted of to sleep he wondered what she would do to him the next morning. Would she brutally murder him as he lay there? Would she call the cops and send him to prison? Or would she sodomize and beat him till he was crying and bloody. Each one of those thoughts scared the crap out of him but he knew he deserved everyone. <br><br>Michael was naturally a nice guy, he cared for others and put others before him self. He wanted to make the people around him happy. He didn't care what he had to do to achieve that. He did anything because making another smile was the best felling in the world to him. When he was in bed tho he almost became another person. H<br><br>e could be caring and loving but what he loved to do the most was fuck his lovers hard and fast to make them scream with pleasure. He liked to be clawed and beaten and he did the same to his partners. He then realized why he did what he did. His "other side" had bleed in to his social life and taken over him. After seeing how he had hurt this woman with his lack of self control he knew he would never allow it to happen again but the damage was already done. He had ravaged her and his two sides were still the same and he couldn't change who he was so he had to live with what he had done and with himself. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 04:07:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Hannah slept surprisingly well through the night, groaning softly and twitching in her sleep occasionally, but she did not suffer any nightmares, it just came naturally with REM sleep. Her body unconsciously moved against his as she slept, breathing slowly, looking angelic in the moonlight that shown through the window above them. <br><br>but when the sun hit her face in the morning she awoke with a start, and then groaned again, but this time in pain. the whole area between her legs ached, feeling every single bruise and cut on her body as she tried to move, her limbs stiff and unwilling to move. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 04:26:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Michael slept well through out the night save the few times he woke up at random hours for minutes at a time. When he woke up he felt her body against his surprised she moved so close to him. He looked silently in awe at her beautiful figure glowing in the moonlight. He thought himself a horrible person to ravaging her. While she slept he had a sweet dream about him and Hannah. He dreamed they were lovers that would ravage each other in the night and be a sweet and innocent couple during the day. <br><br>When he awoke the next morning he saw her lying next to him limply but clearly awake. He moved a little bit but stopped as he felt a wet felling in his pants. He stopped and looked down seeing a wet stain in his jeans. He moved his crotch away from her trying to hide the fact that his dream was a wet one. He had no idea what to do so he decided he would take the chance and greet her. <br><br>"Good morning Hannah" he said in a soft voice. He stopped and thought about something he could do to ease the pain he knew she felt from her ravaging the night before. "Your probably sore as fuck would you like me to get you some breakfast? You'll have to release me from the cuffs but i promise not to hurt you". He lay back and waiting for her answer. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 04:34:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Hannah jumped when she heard him speak and she managed to roll onto her other side and look up at him, pushing herself to sit up despite how her muscles ached in protest. He would know better than anyone else how sore she was because he was the one who had done it to her. <br><br>her green eyes blazed for a second at his words, gritting her teeth for a moment before shaking her head, "Promise not to hurt me? Right. Probably because you got it all out of your system last night." her words were harsh and biting, completely different from the defeated girl she had been last night. She, thankfully, failed to notice the wet spot at his crotch, her eyes focused entirely on his face. <br><br>"Part of me wants to kill you. To beat you into a blood pulp until you beg for mercy like I did but not relent. But it wont help anything. it wont take away what you did to me. I...I can't trust you, but...I don't have the strength to hurt you." She hesitated, then reached up and uncuffed him, shaking her head a bit. "You don't deserve for me to be nice to you but two wrongs don't make a right." her hands dropped back to her sides, all of the marks on her hands completely visible to him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 04:58:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Michael saw the anger and rage in her eyes and herd it in her words as well. "In a way yes. I did get it all out last night. I don't have a habit of doing that. In fact you were the first woman I've done that to. I'm sorry i did it and ill willingly accept any punishment you have to give. What i did was wrong and my mistake can not be forgotten but i could try to help you in some way. Not to make up to you but because its the least i could do for you besides letting you punish me as you see fit" <br><br>He saw her hands and the bandages on them. "How are your hands and wrists? Ill bring some ice to help stop the swelling." He stood up and made sure he didn't face her to hide the stain on his pants. "You know whats in your kitchen better then I do. So what would you like me to make for you or is there something you want me to go out and get?" He rubbed his wrists while looking back at her not noticing the purple ring around his wrist. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 05:06:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Hannah watched him and listened to him. She wanted to believe him, she really did, but she just didn't. She did need the help though. even the smallest movements hurt her at this point, so making food for herself was entirely out of the question. <br><br>She nodded as he asked about her hands and wrists, "They hurt..." she admitted, secretly thankful that he was going to bring her something for the swelling. Her eyes were still on his face, not looking anywhere else on him, afraid that if she did, she would lose her control and break down into tiny little pieces. "I don't think I can eat anything but toast right now..." her tone had changed again, from harsh and cold to soft. If she ate much more, she wasn't sure she could keep it down. She fought not to think about the night before, but the more she tried not to think about it, the more she did. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 06:03:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Michael listed to what she had to say and was surprised when he heard her tone go from harsh to soft. He nodded and left the room leaving her along to think to herself. <br><br>When he returned he had a small portable table in one hand and in the other he held up a large plate. He walked over and set the plate down on the bed for a moment to unfold the table next to her. He then put the plate on the table and pulled from his pocket a water bottle he found filled with orange juice. "Here you go toast some buttered some not because i wasn't sure how you liked it. Here is a bottle filled with orange juice i found. Oh and also this" He pulled from his pocket a plastic bag with ground up ice in it folded long ways over and over a piece of tape in the middle holding it together. He placed the baggie around her wrist and used the tape at the end to connect it together around her wrist, he did the same to the other wrist to help counter the swelling. From his pockets he also pulled two "Instant cold" Packs and put them on her thighs. <br><br>"Hows that" Hope it helps you relax a bit and stop the soreness" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 06:38:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Hannah couldn't help but tense up as he put the ice around her wrists as if he were binding her again, using a lot of her strength not to pull away from him when he putt he ice packs on her thighs, her body giving a shudder. She wasn't ready for him to touch her anywhere near there again, and despite herself, true fear flashed in her eyes as she watched him. She may be defiant sometimes, but deep down, she was just scared of him. scared of what he could do to her. scared of what he HAD done. <br><br>"thanks..." she finally forced herself to say as she reached a trembling hand for the orange juice, willing herself to stop shaking like that. she didn't want to be afraid of him like that, it bothered her, but no matter how hard she tried, she was still scared of him despite his kindness. She was just waiting for him to snap again. <br><br>She toyed with the toast for a moment before taking a hesitant bite, hoping that her stomach would be able to handle it. She wanted to talk to him, but she didn't know what to say. what do you say to your rapist?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 07:14:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Michael saw the fear she hid behind her eyes and her hands shaking lightly. He knew she was afraid he was going to lose control again but after seeing how he made this beautiful woman feel he knew he would never do anything like that again. He would keep his kinky dark side in the bedroom and not let it bleed in to his social life. <br><br>When she thank him it felt nice but he knew he did not deserve it. "You don't have to thank me for anything. I owe you this." He said to her before walking to the edge of the bed sitting down quietly not watching as she ate because he knew it would make her uncomfortable. As he sat down he snapped the cuff on one wrist and put his hands behind his back cuffing himself without her asking. He wanted to make her feel safe as possible around him. He wanted to help nurture her till she was back to full strength but because he was the one who broke her down he knew she would always feel uneasy around him. <br><br>He decided he should tell her who he was because she deserved to know who the the man who attacked her was. He put his head to the side and let out a sigh as he said "My names Michael Suarez I'm 21 years old. I'm between jobs right now trying to put myself through graphic design school and pay for the apartment i live alone in. I have no girl friend, the last woman i cared for broke up with me to be with a friend of mine. I had a odd child hood my mother and father being apart. I have a rock relationship with my mother because the men she found as lovers used to beat me and my younger brother. His name is Rene and he is just getting out of high school. I also have a younger sister who is a JR in high school. I also have a older brother who is the cop. I don't tell you this for pity i tell you this because you deserve to know."<br><br>He sighs and waits for her to respond or not to respond. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 07:27:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Hannah glanced at him as he spoke, chewing on the toast slowly, feeling the incessant trembling starting to calm a little, watching him handcuff himself again without a word from her. <br><br>she listened to him as she ate, finishing one piece of toast and washing it down with the orange juice before she turned to look at him, the ice packs already making her feel much better, soothing the terrible aches. She reached up to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, breathing slowly and evenly before saying anything. <br><br>"I'm Hannah Ritter." She said, pausing for a second before continuing. She hated to think that they had been so intimate together and neither of them knew anything about the other person. She wished that she had given him the time of day now...he seemed like a pretty alright guy. <br><br>"I'm 21 as well...I'm attending school right now for biology, my parents pay for everything while I go to school. I broke up with my boyfriend of two years recently..." She bit her lower lip as she looked at his face, not wanting to elaborate on what a disaster that relationship had been, even from the start. "I'm an only child. The only thing I really care about is my kitten... I think you must have frightened her away..." she said thoughtfully--she hadn't seen her cat since she got home the night before. "I...I don't know what else to tell you about myself...Nothing...Nothing seems right to say." Her green eyes searched his face, trying to find a hint of the man that had raped her the night before, but all she saw was this new man. A man that part of her would have liked to have gotten to know. Was it even possible now? 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 08:48:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Michael smiled as he listened to her words. He knew she didn't tell him this because she wanted to but she might have felt obligated to. "Thank you Hannah. You sound like a wonderful woman but you didn't have to tell me any of that. You don't owe me anything" He sat looking at her with calm eyes <br><br>"Your cat was in the kitchen hovering around its bowl. I found the food and gave her some. Shes fine." Just as he finished his words the small cat jumped on to the bed and walked in to his lap curling up in to a ball in his lap. It started to purr loudly as it closed its eyes to sleep peacefully. "Se shes fine. Shes a cute cat she was wrapping her tail around my leg while meowing in front of her bowl to tell me she was hungry. Whats her name? Id check her tag but..." He cut himself off and clacked the chains behind his back. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 16:40:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Hannah frowned a bit and looked away from him, "I know i didn't have to tell you, I just thought you should know a little bit about the girl you raped." her voice was low, just a whisper, but bitter, and her hand began to shake so hard she had to set the waterbottle down. <br><br>There was a strange look in her eyes when her precious little kitten jumped up on Michael's lap to sleep. She knew her cat loved everyone, but there was something that just made her stomach churn about having her kitten on his lap. But she didn't move her. She left her kitten there without protest.<br><br>"Sweetie. Her name is Sweetie." Her voice wavered ever so sightly, and she started yanking off the ice packs he had given her,, and didn't look at him as she successfully managed to stand up despite a look of great pain that was carved onto her pretty face, "I need a shower. Don't move." Each step looked like a struggle and at times she couldn't hold back a soft squeak of pain, but she made it out the room without another word. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 17:00:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Michael watched as she got up to walk with great pain coursing through her body. He wanted to get up and help her walk but he then he heard her say to not move. He listened and as she walked in to the shower he lay on her bed. He felt sweetie sit on top of his chest and&nbsp; giggled as she licked his cheeks and neck. <br><br>He thought about what Hannah would do to him, how badly he had fucked up by losing his self control. Deep down inside he was semi happy seeing her struggle to walk but he didn't dare show it. He forgot all about the stain on the front of his pants for the cum had dried and he was too busy thinking about what Hannah might do to notice it. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 17:07:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Hannah managed to get into the hot shower, peeling all of the bandages off of herself, knowing the water would just do it anyways. Her legs wobbled, but the hard floor of the tub didn't make it any easier when she sat down, wincing. <br><br>She ended up in a little ball under the steady stream of scalding hot water, crying softly, trying not to let him hear. She knew that her pain probably got him off whether he would admit it or not. But after long, she got up and washed herself completely clean, almost immaculately so, removing any trace of the night before besides the marks that would fade with time, and then got out. <br><br>Hannah toweled off, wincing occasionally, and then pulled her clothes back on before walking back into her room, her damp hair hanging in pretty waves around her shoulders, walking a little easier now. She looked at him laying on her bed, a million images of ways to kill him flowing quickly through her mind, but she just stood there, staring at him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 17:35:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Michael sat up as he heard the bathroom door open. The first thing she saw was her green eyes fixated on him. He saw the fury in her eyes clear as day, not that she tried to hide it. He looked in to her eyes for a moment with no words swapped between them. He broke eye contact and looked down to Sweetie purring on his belly. <br><br>"Cute cat" he said not looking to her knowing her cold eyes would shut his throat before he got off a word. He wanted to tell her that she looked beautiful with her skin glistening in the soft sun and her hair damp behind her. He kept his thoughts to himself knowing that the rage those words would bring her would cause her to forget all pain as she rushed and clawed at his face and did her best to beat him in to the ground. Not that he didn't belong there after what he had done. <br><br>"I know you probably have plenty of ideas of what to do with me but have you figured out what your going to do?" He asked in an almost pleading tone. He held his breath for his question probably fueled her anger. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 17:46:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Hannah gave him a dark look, frowning a little, "Don't rush me. Unless you want to be castrated and beaten to death with a baseball bat, i really suggest that you give me some time to think about it without pestering me." Her tone was dark, which was so unlike her, but she couldn't stop herself. <br><br>She sighed then and shook her head. "I was thinking I would just keep you here. Preferably handcuffed. You don't really need to be out on the streets right now and... and I can't turn you over to the police. Rape victims are always made to be the bad guys while the rapist gets off free." <br><br>She did not have a dominant personality at all. But her anger and her embarrassment was fueling her for the moment. and maybe this way he could find a way to make her see a different side of him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 18:02:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Michael looked down to hide his smile and low laugh. For some reason he found it funny but didn't know why. When he heard her talk about not giving him over to the police he gave her a questioning look. "How could anyone see you as a bad guy and let me go free? Grandted.... Now I'm not trying to be an asshole or mock you but you just washed away most of the DNA evidence. If you didn't TRY to wash it out of you there still may be some uhhh DNA left in you." He cringed as he tried to avoid the fact that he violated her body with his seed.<br><br>"I'm sorry i didn't mean to pester you ill shut up about it and give you time. Just know that i know what i did was wrong and a horrible thing to do but i lost control of myself. Now that i see what damage I've caused i wont let "That" part of me come out like that again. Ive hurt you both physically and mentally and I'm willing to accept any punishment you find fitting for my moment of depravity." He looked in to her green eyes to show he was being honest with her and not just saying that to "get off easy".
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 18:20:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Hannah caught the laugh, blinking slowly at him, and when he told her there might still be some of his DNA in her she slapped him as hard as she could, a loud smack echoing off her walls. Her eyes widened and she took a step back, shocked at what she had done, and took so many steps back that she hit the wall behind her as if she was afraid he would attack her for slapping him. Her body trembled, shaking her head a bit. He didn't understand. DNA or not, it was always hard to prove the facts of a rape case no matter how heinous or how physically traumatized she was. Was he trying to convince her to take him to the police? WOuld he prefer that? <br><br>"You may know what you did was wrong...but you can't understand. whatever pain i caused you in the park pales in comparison to the damage you've done to me." She kept her green eyes on him, her emotions sliding behind them rapidly. She was lucky she had a strong will, or she would be utterly broken. But she wouldn't let this defeat her. <br><br>"I don't want to feed you. I don't want to let you take a shower or go to the bathroom, I don't want to give you anything or give you any sort of comfort but..." She looked absolutely frustrated, "but I have to, lest you start stinking up the place. But I'll give you a choice. You can either stay here or I can call the cops right now." the latter wasn't her first choice, she didn't want to deal with the law. They only made things more difficult and there was so much red tape and loopholes, as well as rampant sexism. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 18:43:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Michael looked at her as she put her back against the wall. His cheek throbbed and stung as he looked back at her and nodded "That's a start". As he looked in to her green eyes he blinked when he felt a warm wet tongue on his cheek. Sweetie was licking his throbbing cheek while purring. He looked in to the cats eyes and said "I deserve it now stop it and go to your owner." he knew the cat wouldn't understand a word he said but he hoped it would sense his feelings and return to Hannah. <br><br>He looked to her again and said "Ill stay here. A judge or jury cant bring me to justice for what I've done. The only person who can do that is you and ill wait here till you decide what that is." He then struggled to pull his wallet from his back pocket. After a few seconds of stretching his fingertips finally pulled it form his back pocket. He threw it on the floor in front of her. "I have 30ish dollars in there and the last of my savings is in my debit card. The pin is 2978. There is 200 in my savings account you can use that to buy any extra food you need for me. If you plan on keeping me here you could get an extra set of cloths or just keep me in these but i doubt you want me stinking up the place as you said." <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 18:53:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Hannah stepped forward and picked up Sweetie gently, cradling her kitten in her arms, sighing a bit. She watched him struggling for his wallet, tossing it down at her feet. She didn't need money, but she would take it, even if it was just to hold on to his wallet for awhile. <br><br>"What do you want me to do to you, Michael?" she asked, her tone now almost conversational, as if holding her kitten served to calm and comfort her. "It almost sounds like you <em>want</em> me to hurt you. and while the idea doesn't completely disagree with me, I don't want to hurt you like that. It wouldn't make me feel any better... I'd just feel like a monster." <br><br>She looked at him again. "I'll uncuff you so you can shower." She said. If she thought about it, she could still smell the remnants of the night before on him and it was about to make her gag, "then I'll go out and get you some clothes and stuff because I don't want to leave you un-cuffed... while i'm gone you can eat some of the toast you brought me." She knew the toast would be cold by now but she figured it was food at least. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 19:19:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded and got up walking to her turning his back so she could uncuff him. As she did he looked over his shoulder "Nothing you do to me would make you a monster. Your sweet smart and beautiful, you couldn't be a monster even if you wanted to. The only monster here is me. It may sound like I'm trying to get you hurt me but that's not what I'm aiming for. I deserve to be judged for what Ive done and your the one who's judging me. When i say punishment i don't just mean hurting me physically that's just the most obvious answer that comes to mine when you consider what I've done."<br><br>He turned around and looked in to her green eyes and stepped in to the bathroom for his shower. The hot water washing over him was refreshing and helped him to relax and think. He wondered what she was going to do. He assumed she would call the cops as soon as she could but she didn't. What he had done was eating away at him and he felt horrible for hurting her the way he did. He began to hate himself even more especially the part of him that took joy and pleasure from it. He knew he couldn't change who he was and that's what made him scared the most. He told himself he wouldn't let his other side come out like that again but was there anyway to guarantee that? He felt conflicted how could the two sides of him coexist in harmony when one over reaches and forces him to commit acts of depravity. He shut the thoughts out of his mind and washed himself thoroughly as if to wash away his sin. <br><br>When he stepped out of the shower he wore a towel on his waist and one across the back of his neck that he dried his hair with. He wasn't trying to show off his well toned body but he knew she didn't want to smell the filth on his cloths so he used the towels to cover up as much as he could. He put out his wrists for her to cuff him once again this time in front of him so that he could feed himself the left over toast. His wrists were ringed with purple bruises because of how tightly she put them on him but he didn't complain or show a drop of pain. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 21:38:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Hannah didn't say anything as he turned to shower, holding the cuffs in her hands. She was racking her brain, trying to think of what to do. She shivered a bit and left them on the dresser as she walked out of her room. She heard the water running and while she went into the kitchen. Her eyes fell upon the couch that he had...he had raped her on. She stood there for a few minutes before she turned to the kitchen and got cleaning supplies. <br><br>She scrubbed at the couch and the floor, an utterly blank look on her face, and didn't stop scrubbing until all she could smell was the sweet smell of lemons and nothing else. <br><br>Hannah was back in her room as if nothing had happened by the time Michael returned from his shower. She saw the bruises on his wrists, marks much like her own, and she felt a strange satisfaction that she was hurting him like he had hurt her. But She put the cuffs on much looser this time without a word, a gesture that showed that she didn't want to hurt him. She ran her fingers through her hair as she watched him, then turned away and started to go through her drawers. <br><br>She didnt want to go out in public looking like this. Her arms and hands cut up and bruises, a nasty hickey-like bite mark on the side of her neck, barely able to walk right, but she had to. She needed to get him clothes and she needed...she just needed to get out. Hannah could have left the room to change, but what did it matter? he had seen her naked and more, there was no more reason to be self-conscious, and he had handcuffs on so it would be very difficult for him to attack her. SHe let her clothes drop to the floor with her back turned to him; bruises littered her hips where he had grabbed her. she pulled on another dress, a white day dress with spaghetti straps, the bottom of it hitting her knees, a little more modest than the one he had ripped off of her body. She practically ignored him as she fixed her makeup and her hair, already feeling a little better. <br><br>Hannah turned to him then, looking almost prettier than she had yesterday, covered in the marks that he had given to her. No. She wouldn't let him break her. "I'm going out for a little while. I have your wallet and your ID, and the handcuff key. If you leave while I am gone, I will go straight to the cops." Her voice was soft but firm as she stood up from her vanity table and looked down at him. "You can watch tv if you want in the living room." and just like that, she was gone. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 22:44:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Michael didn't have time to admire her body or the way she looked with make up and a new dress on. He simply sat on the bed and looked in another direction. He didn't feel that he deserved to even look at her in her perfect form after how he brutalized her. He simply nodded when she told him what he could do and reminded him that she had his wallet. <br><br>When she left he let out a sigh as he tightened the cuffs to the way he put them on her the night before. He went to the living room and watched some random shows while he sat in the couch he had ravaged her on. He sniffed and smelt lemons, fallowing his nose he found that it was coming from the floor and couch. "She must have cleaned when i was in the shower" he said out loud knowing no one was in the apartment besides sweetie. <br><br>Hours passed and he wondered what she had been out doing and when she would return. Almost noon he decided to make lunch for himself and Hannah if she returned soon. He looked through the cabinets and refrigerator for something to make. He found a cook book with a tab on a page. Opening up the book he found a recipe to make chicken fettuccine and checked to make sure he had all the ingredients needed before he started. Finding he had all the materials and ingredients needed he got to work. It took him a little longer then normal because his hands were cuffed only allowing him to do things one hand at a time. <br><br>At around 12:30 he was just finishing up and set up the table for one. He wasn't going to insult her by making her have lunch with him, no he would eat his meal on the counter or some where else. He prepared the meal on the table for her and saw he forgot to brew something for her to drink. He looked through the fridge when he found a nearly empty 2l unmarked bottle of tea. Remembering he had seen a box of tea bags he sipped the last of the tea in the bottle to see how she liked it and brewed some more to her tastes. He filled up a cup of tea and placed it next to the plate and just as he put the bottle away he heard her enter. <br><br>Walking over to her with a blank expression he said "Hi.... i made you lunch if your hungry." He walked over to the kitchen table to shower her the meal he prepared for her. "I found it tabbed in your cookbook and figured you liked it. I also refilled the tea bottle and pored you a cup."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 22:55:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Hannah walked down the hall hours later, her arms filled with bags. She unlocked the door, somehow managing to juggle the multiple bags she had, and the instant the door opened, the wonderful aroma of homemade food drifted to her nose. <br><br>She walked in, kicking off her high heels, seeing the TV on to one side, and the table set with food set out for her. <br><br>She unloaded the bags from her arms and onto the couch as he approached her, eyeing the blank look on his face for a moment, surprised. Her favorite dish was laid out before her with a glass of tea beside it. She didn't know how to react to it, and idly ran her fingers through her curls and bit her lip. "Thanks." She finally said, glancing down at his wrists. she noted that he had tightened the cuffs and she reached into her pocket for the key. <br><br>WIthout a word she waited for him to give her his wrists and she unlocked them, then started to sit down at the table, but she pointed at an empty chair across from her, "Sit." she said. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 23:23:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Michael nodded at her command as she uncuffed his wrists once again. He fetched his plate and glass and sat across from her. Nervous and uneasy as to why she would want him at the same table as her she slowly started to eat. His hands trembled lightly partly because of the bruises but mostly because of how nervous he became. In his mind he tried to think of a reason why he was shaking but came up with nothing. <br><br>He watched as she ate her meal and wanted to spark a conversation but thought that it would be out of place. Then he analyzed the situation he was in. Here he was sitting at a table having lunch with a woman he had raped the night before who didn't call the cops on him or brutalize him when he realized what he had done and gave himself to her for judgment. This whole situation was fucked up and he almost wanted to laugh about it but didn't. For sure that would set her off and enrage her. <br><br>He looked up at her and with a soft tone said "Did going out and getting some fresh air help you relax? And hope your not mad i went through your kitchen i figured you would be hungry if you didn't pick something up to eat. Ill do the dishes after were finished. But can the cuffs wait till after i do the di...." He cut himself off thinking she wouldn't care at all if the cuffs made it hard to do the dishes he would still be able to do them. He would possibly break a dish or glass and cut his hand but that would be something small and meaningless considering how he damaged her. "Never mind" he said going back to quietly eating his food.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 23:34:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Hannah ate in silence for awhile, noting in the back of her head how good it was, and she was surprised. Surprised that she liked anything he made her. When he&nbsp; spoke, she didn't look at him almost as if she hadn't heard him, chewing her food slowly, deep in thought. This was the weirdest thing that she had ever been a part of, eating a nice meal made by the man that had brutally raped her, and was now trying to make polite conversation. It was just weird. <br><br>She set her fork down to take a sip of her tea and she finally looked at him. "You don't have to be my slave, you know. You being so...so nice to me is making it really hard for me to hate you, and believe me...I want to hate you," her tone was light and conversational, but sincere. Hannah leaned back in her chair, her eyes focused on his face, trying not to look at his still half naked body, pushing thoughts of the night before deep into the back of her mind, "I bought you some clothes. I think they should fit you. Something of everything." <br><br>Hannah had bought him everything from boxers to t-shirts and jeans, shorts, even a sweater. Shopping was therapy for Hannah. "It's all on the couch, you should probably get dressed when you're finished eating. I'll do the dishes." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>19-06-2009, 00:22:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I wasn't trying to act like a slave. Just did something i figured would help you think." Michael finished his meal and put the dishes in the sink. He then walked over to the bags on the couch and got dressed. Unpacking everything laying them on the couch with a questioning look on his face he turned to her " Just how long did you figure id be here. This is allot of stuff and i know my two hundred didn't cover all of this."<br><br>He checked the sizes of the cloths and was amazed that all of them were just around his size. "Your either very good at guessing peoples cloths sizes or your very lucky because all of these are just right." He walked over to the cuffs on the table and put them on once again. "I don't wear these to be a slave. I wear them so you don't have to live in fear as long as I'm here. They remind me how i lost control and did something horrible that ill always have to live with." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>19-06-2009, 00:56:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Hannah got up and stood at the sink, staring to wash them as he got dressed, "I didn't know what you'd want or need." She didn't elaborate any more about the clothes that she had gotten for him, and even if he asked, she wasn't going to tell him. She didn't know why she had spent all of that money beyond the fact that spending money made her feel good. <br><br>she glanced at him as he put the cuffs back on, raising an eyebrow. she briefly wondered if he was sort of masochistic, if he found joy in his own pain; she already knew he found joy in her's. "I didn't mean it that way. I just meant that you don't have to make me food or do the dishes or clean the house. You just have to sort of indulge me while I put my life back together." She set the dishes on the counter on a towel to dry and turned around, looking so pretty as she leaned against the sink for a minute and looked at him, glad that he was clothed again. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kriss45</strong> on <strong>23-06-2009, 20:53:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Now fully dressed Michael had no idea what to do next. He sat comfortably on the couch he raped Hannah on the night before and thought about how fucked up this whole situation was. The woman he had ravaged and degraded with his actions was now buying him enough cloths to last him a year. <br><br>His thoughts were quickly and abruptly interrupted by a loud pounding on the door fallowed by a male voice shouting. Michael got up and was going to go hide in the bed room to give Hannah and her company some privacy. Then half way down the hall he hears this unknown man call Hannah a bitch hooker and whore. Michael imminently turns around and looks to Hannah and says "Do you know this guy? Why is he calling you such things?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taken (OneofaKiind &amp; Kriss45)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OneOfAKiind</strong> on <strong>23-06-2009, 21:04:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Hannah let MIchael go, wincing as she went to answer the door, hearing her ex-boyfriend screaming through the door, "Travis...what the hell is he doing here?" she said softly.<br><br>Travis shoved his way in once the door had opened only a fraction of an inch, nearly hitting her with it but she stepped out of the way. "What the fuck is your fuckin problem, bitch? I call and you don't answer, you don't show up for class, people down the hall said they heard you fucking some guy last night. You try breaking up with me and you're already fucking someone else?" <br><br>He was a tall man, full of muscles, his long brown hair pulled into a ponytail at the base of his neck. He was covered in tattoos, and he would have been handsome if he wasn't so pissed off. Hannah tried to get a word in edgewise, but that was when he saw Michael. <br><br>"Is this the guy? Handcuffed? I didn't know you were into such kinks, you fuckin whore." <br><br>"Travis it's not what it looks like-" but he backhanded her with such force it knocked her to the ground with a cry. He grabbed her by the neck, yanking her to her feet, turning to Michael. "Who the fuck are you to think you can fuck my girlfriend? Get the fuck out." 
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