The Fallen Angel

“I’ll pick you up at 8:30” that’s what the text said. He’d sent it last night when he told me to wear something pretty for him. I examine myself in the mirror by my bed and play with the little edges of my flowy black dress. My heels make me a bit taller than I’d like to be but he’s still so much taller than me that I don’t mind. I purposefully don’t add a jacket to my ensemble so I can wear his later tonight. I may look innocent with my sun kissed freckles and wavy blonde hair, but I’m anything but. I’ve decided to wear my tiniest pair of black panties hoping he’ll find his way to them later and my pinkest shade of lip gloss. Every part of my appearance tonight has been carefully crafted to entice him closer to me, to bring him into my body, so that he may wreck and devastate it. Just as I’m beginning to question my shoe choice, I hear a knock at my door, and my stomach drops a little. Even after all of this time being with him, I still get nervous, especially when we have such a big event planned for tonight. I open the door revealing his tall stature, he wears his confidence coolly as he reaches for my hand. A sigh of relief escapes my lips as he lightly kisses the back of my hand and smiles up at me. “Hello love, you look absolutely stunning”

“Shall we have another?” he asks as the waitress returns to our table. We’ve already had 2 bottles of wine between the two of us, along with appetizers, dinner and now as we wait for dessert, he is asking for more. “I don’t know… we’ve had so much already.” Something changes in his face; he looks back to the waitress and asks for just another glass not the whole bottle. I relax into the back of my chair, thank god, I don’t know if I would have made it out of the restaurant if we had another. “What are you thinking about over there?” he asks sweetly. I bring my eyes up to his warm amber ones, my own blue eyes shining with contentment. “Just that I wouldn’t have made it out after another, and we have lots of fun planned for tonight.” “That we do. Why don’t you show me what you have on under there?” his face steels into a more serious look while I blush. “Right now?” “Yes. Right now,” “But we’re in front of other people?” “It’s okay, you can go to the bathroom and come back”. Okay, that’s fine. I can manage that. So, I get up and confidently walk to the lady’s room to remove my precious panties that are now soaked from both his subtle dominance and the careless breeze that was dinner where I smiled so big for so long my mouth is starting to hurt.

I watch her walk off to the restroom as I take a long sip from my drink. She’s so bubbly and happy from all the wine we’ve shared tonight. Little does she know this last glass will affect her more than the others combined. The waitress returns with two new glasses, taking my now empty one. As I hold the two glasses near me, I try to be subtle as I reach into my pocket and pull out the smallest little tab and stir it into her drink. It’s bubbles and tasteless, she’ll never know what I have done to her, not until it’s too late. My sweet girl, I’m going to have so much fun with her tonight.

I quickly return to our table with my wadded-up panties in my hand. I rush to give them to him, keeping my fist closed for as long as I can. “Give them here doll” he says playing with my nervousness. I sit back and take a sip of my wine that’s come out while I was gone. I watch as he shamelessly brings my panties up to his nose and breathes in my arousal. A flicker of something sinister stirs in his eyes and it makes me clamp my legs together harder. “Change of plans, I’ve canceled dessert. I want to get you alone as soon as possible… Finish your drink and then we’ll go princess.” Honestly good, I didn’t want dessert either. I’d rather be climbing his body and putting myself everywhere on him. In one gulp I take down the rest of my drink and stare up at him as confidently as I can. I’m a big girl, yes, I can take a full drink in one swig. He smirks playfully at me. He loves this game where I think I can be all big and strong until later he is breaking me down bit by bit. I secretly love it to. We stand together and he offers me his coat as we head towards the door. I take a moment to breathe in his own scent on the oversized jacket, reveling in its warmth around me. He is checking out with the valet when I start to feel warm tingles in my stomach. Wow that wine really made me so horny for him, I could fuck him in his car right here to satiate these tingles within. But they don’t stop. The spread throughout my body within reaching my legs first then my toes. I wobble as I try to control the growing tingling. It’s almost pleasurable the way my body feels so light and tingly. But I have to stay focused on where I am right now, with him, waiting for the car… His arm wraps around me as he returns to me, the valet person dashing off to fetch his oversized S.U.V. “Are you alright?” I bring my eyes up to him but can’t force any words beyond my lips. I lean into him instead and hope that whatever this is will pass soon. He holds his arms around me tightly as I shiver in the night breeze wafting up my dress. “Shhh. It’s alright, the car will be nice and warm”. And that’s all I can hold onto as I wait. The feeling spreads and suddenly my whole body feels so tingly, like hitting your funny bone except its everywhere. It’s insufferable and I can barely move as the car pulls up to a screeching halt in front of us. “Come on baby” he says as he leads me to the car door. I must be leaning on him more than I thought because when the car door opens, he lifts me up into the seat, brining my whole body off the ground. What the fuck happened to me, I was fine just a few minutes ago. Gosh I feel so stupid for drinking too much and now he’s having to help me get into my own fucking seat and buckling me up? Fuck. This is so embarrassing. Even though my body feels limp I bring my eyes up to his to communicate my apologies for becoming like this. He softly smiles and kisses my head then closes my door. I can feel the silence as I wait for him to round and get in on his side. I follow him and still silently plead as he gets in. “It’s okay baby. I’ve got you” he whispers as he plants a kiss on my forehead. It’s okay with him but still, I feel so helpless. He pulls out of the parking lot and begins down the road to my house. Or wait, I think this is the way to my house. My eyes are starting to feel heavy and I’m losing the battle of keeping them open. Jesus, now I’m gonna fall asleep in his car after our date? Some fun I am… I shut my eyes for just a second, a long blink if you will and then open them to trees on both sides of the road. Strange, I live in the city not country roads. But I can’t help but close them again, feeling so fucking tired. Wherever were going I trust him.

She looks so cute in this state, asleep in my passenger seat, totally unaware of where I’m taking her and the things, I’ll do to her. She does this cute little snort and I know she’s truly deep asleep now. Every second I waste now is time spent I could be playing with her. My timer is on for when she will wake up again, and I haven’t got much time at all. Good thing it’s not a very far drive till we get to my cabin. It’s so remote and secluded sitting on 20 acres of land my father left me, no one will ever find her there. No one but me. She’s mine. The drive is coming up shortly and as I turn down the dark dirt road, it looks like something from a horror movie with my headlights being the only light in this insane darkness. I keep going down the winding drive and the cabin finally comes into view. It sits dark as ever, my headlights lighting it up in a frigid and uninviting light. I wonder if I’ll ever be chasing her with these headlights through this darkness. Oh, what fun that would be. She wouldn’t know where to go in all of this darkness, but me, I could walk through these woods with no light and know every trail, every river, and stone like the back of my hand. I cut the engine and take one last longing look at my girl sleeping in my car. She looks so peaceful like this. I’ll do my best to treat her gently, I promise to myself. But I can’t resist her anymore, I can’t help myself, I need her. As I undo her seatbelt and bring her closer to me, I’m careful not to let her pretty little head hit anything. I’d do anything to take care of my girl. Effortlessly I carry her to the front door and open it with a loud creak. I look back down at her resting face to check that she is sure enough still sleeping then make a mental note to fix that door. It’s been years since I’ve been out here to this place, so I’m not surprised by the dank, stale smell that hits me as I enter the living room. The nice thing about being out here is the quiet. It’s so quiet I can hear the frogs and crickets singing all through the house. It’s all I hear as I lay her down on the luscious couch next to an empty fireplace. Soon, I promise stroking her soft cheek with my thumb, soon I will have my way with her.

Everything is a fog. It’s a thick haze that settled over my mind and body, I can’t see anything, I can’t hear anything, but I feel something… I feel pleasure. I feel bliss. I also feel rough material under my fingers. I stay here for just a moment in this in between space. Because my body feels so light and so good while the rest of it is turned off. My mind can’t think beyond observing and can’t move beyond feeling the pleasure that’s coming from somewhere unknown. It feels like waking up and being on ecstasy. Everything is so warm and feels just so good. “Ah, are you finally coming back to me baby girl?” his dark voice caresses me in my warm quarry of darkness. Him, his voice, the date, the car ride, it’s all coming back to me now. Wait, where am I? What is going on? I tear my eyes open, fleeing that little place of in between consciousness. Even though my eyes are open I can barely see. It’s so fucking dark in here, and god what is that smell? Then I feel it. I feel him. I hear him above me. “Hello princess” he says as my eyes finally reach his. My eyes dart around everywhere they can to register my surroundings. Dark room, wood floors, couch, window, his keys on the table next to us, him. Him pumping away inside of me. How did I just realize he was inside of me. “That’s it princess, you look so cute when you’re scared.” Fuck. Fuck, fuck fuck fuck FUCK! “No no no don’t scream baby. I’m here. I’m right here.” He says as his hand flies to my mouth, pressing my lips together and forcing me silent. “shhh, you don’t have to worry baby. I’m here to take care of you. I’m gonna make you feel sooo good” and he is. I can’t deny that he is making my pussy tighten around him and my eyes roll to the back of my head. “You like that baby? You like my hand being over your mouth, only allowing you to breathe when I want you to?” I whimper under neath him at his words. I realize I can’t do a thing to get out from underneath him, I don’t know where I am or who could be around here. The only thing I do know is that I’m going to cum soon. “Ah yes baby, Squeeze me tighter with that pussy. Never mind that I drugged you and brought you all the way out here alone, just take my cock like a good girl”. He keeps pumping, growing in speed and pressure and now I’m arching into him, begging with my hips for more. “Dirty girl. I said, take it”. He growls as he pushes my hips back down with one hand and moving his other down to my throat, cutting off what little air I had before. I can’t help my lean my head back giving him more access to my little throat, truly exposing my sensitive skin to the predator above me. “Fucking slut. You’re coming all over my cock, aren’t you?” His grip squeezes tighter on my throat as I try to push my hips up again, I need more. “Give it to me slut. Do it” he whispers darkly against the skin of my neck. He kisses my arched neck ever so slightly as he continues to relentlessly pound my tiny hole. My body takes over and suddenly I am out of control as an orgasm rips through me, draining the life out of every inch of me as it makes it’s way through my body and then out to him. I’m mindless and gasping. I can hear the increased wetness between my legs where he furiously fucks me. “Baby I didn’t know you could squirt” is all I hear as I’m taken to a new level of in-betweenness. I don’t care what he does to me while I’m here, as long as I can stay right here, unthinking, and unmoving, just feeling…