****** Impatient by Goddess Bunny ******
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Impatient


Kricket answered the door and was surprised to see Justin standing there.

"I thought you were going away for the weekend?" she said, confused.

"I'm going away with you. Surprise!" he smiled back at her.

She smiled for a moment then asked, "Where are we going? Should I pack my
stuff?"

He shook his head. "No, don't worry about it, you'll be fine. We're going to my
house... if you want to, of course, but I would really like you to come over...
my parents are going to be gone all weekend. They changed their minds and
decided to let me stay here while they go on vacation."

"Okay, Justin, just let me get my-"

He interrupted her, "No, don't bring anything with you, just come with me." He
took her wrist and pulled her gently in the direction of the door. "Please?"

She smiled at him, "Okay okay, let's go."

They got into his car and drove a few miles to Justin's house. As soon as they
walked inside, he closed the door and locked it behind them. He led her
upstairs to his room at the end of the hallway, smiling the whole time. Kricket
looked uncertain.

"Justin... wait a second, are you trying to get me to... I'm not ready to..."

Justin sighed in exasperation. "I'm sick of you never wanting to do anything
with me. Sex is as natural as breathing, and these feelings don't go away...
unless they're relieved. I didn't want to have to do this, but I need to show
you. You need to feel me, even if you don't know it yourself." He closed the
bedroom door and walked closer to her. "You'll thank me for this later..."

She screamed as he took a small bottle and a handkerchief from his pocket. He
put a large amount of the liquid onto the handkerchief and held it over her
face. She struggled for a few seconds before passing out.

Justin put the handkerchief back into his pocket and sighed, touching her hair.
"It didn't have to be like this... but I'm impatient."

He carried her downstairs to the basement, placing her limp body on a fluffy
bed and removing her t-shirt and baggy jeans. He unhooked her 34 B bra and
tossed it to the side. He took a few moments to admire her breasts and pink
nipples before pulling her panties down past her ankles and throwing them the
floor.

He put leather straps on her wrists and attached chains to the leather,
chaining her wrists above her head to the headboard of the bed. He then bent
her legs at her knee so that her ankles touched her inner thighs, using leather
straps to prevent her from moving. Her tight little virgin pussy was now open
right there in front of him. He hooked chains to the straps on her legs,
attaching the opposite ends to metal rings in the wall.

She slowly began to wake up.

Finally she opened her eyes and looked around. She didn't know where she was,
but she remembered being attacked by her own boyfriend. She tried to get up,
but couldn't. Justin had made sure of that. She panicked, looking around for a
way out and realizing she was naked and vulnerable when Justin walked into the
room. She screamed as loud and as long as she possible could.

"Nobody can hear you."

She looked in the direction of his voice. He walked out from the shadows into
the dim light.

"I'm sorry it had to be like this. But I couldn't wait anymore and you'll
see... you will see and understand and beg for it. You'll beg for me. Beg for
more."

"NEVER!" she screeched back at him.

He smiled at her and she felt chills run down her spine and the back of her
neck. He picked up something from the floor, but she couldn't see it... a whip.
It was a whip. Dear god, he was going to hit her with it. She began thinking
frantically, struggling in her desperation. He approached her, cracking the
whip over her body, but it only struck air.

"Do not struggle. Cooperate and this will be much easier for you."

She whimpered softly and tears filled her eyes.

"Shhhhh, don't cry Kricket..." he purred gently into her ear.

He leaned down and kissed her, sliding his tongue past her lips. She was
breathing heavily with fear and she felt him touching her breasts with his
hands. She pulled her face back away from his and screamed loudly, "Get off me!
Let me out of here. Justin, it isn't funny!"

He rose from the bed and picked up the whip, holding it above her, ready to
strike. "I will tell you when you can leave. Until then you will not struggle.
You are in no position to tell me what I can and cannot do to you."

She saw the expression of disappointment on his face as he said it. He brought
the whip down on her stomach hard and fast. She felt the whip strike her. She
cried out with the pain and tears sprang into her eyes.

"Tell me you won't struggle anymore Kricket."

She hesitated for a second then said, "I won't... just please don't hurt me."

He leaned over again and kissed her forehead, squeezing her breasts with his
hands. She had never had anyone to violate her in this way, and she was
disgusted, but she decided not to fight him. She was afraid of him. She
whimpered a little but never spoke. He kissed her neck softly, moving down to
her shoulder, still massaging her tits. She was shaking and panting with fear
and anxiety as his kisses became nearer to her chest. He kissed the soft skin
on her breasts with his warm lips, gently placing his kisses on each one. She
became frantic when she felt her nipples begin to harden. Was her body
betraying her?

He smiled at her and whispered in her ear, "I told you so."

He licked one of her hard pink nipples while rubbing the other with his
fingers. He slowly mover down, making his way to her open thighs, kissing them
lightly. He touched the place where the whip had hit her and quietly said, "I'm
sorry."

He placed his left hand on her thigh and used the other hand to rub the outside
of her pussy, where most of her hair was. She felt warm little ripples of
pleasure and moaned softly despite herself. She felt him touching her clit with
his fingers, and her juices began to flow. She closed her eyes as he rubbed and
pinched and massaged all of her delicate parts. She felt herself begin to want
him... she didn't know that anything could feel this good. He slipped one
finger inside of her, probing her warm wet little snatch. She squirmed and
bucked her hips as he began to fuck her with it, sliding it slowly in and out,
careful not to let her cum, even though by this time she wanted to. She had
never had an orgasm in her life, but she wanted one. She felt so hungry for
him.

"You want to cum, don't you?" he asked, looking at her face.

She closed her eyes and tilted back her head, "Don't stop... please... I
want... I want you, Justin. please?"

He smiled and removed his finger from her. "I knew you would see things my
way."

He unzipped his pants and let them fall to the floor. He then removed his
boxers and got back on the bed. She was panting as he parted her moist inner
lips with his fingers, hovering over her. She swallowed and closed her eyes and
waited for the pain when he would pop her cherry. She opened her eyes for a
moment and saw his face over hers. He saw the worried look on her face and
said, "Don't worry. It will only hurt for a second... then it's pure pleasure"

He kissed her on her lips and she felt the head of his dick at her tight hole,
warm and inviting. He slowly guided it into her and she screamed out in pain as
his thick shaft broke her delicate virgin hymen. Tears flowed from her eyes as
his cock stretched the walls of her pussy. He thrust his cock all the way
inside of her, then pumping back out again and gradually her pain subsided. She
moaned and bucked her thighs as he went in and out of her faster. She finally
shuddered and felt warmth and pleasure fill her body as she convulsed and came,
the muscles in her cunt rippling and squeezing his shaft. He thrust into her
one last time before spilling his warm cum deep inside. He softened and pulled
out, juices dripping onto the bed.

He released Kricket, handed her the clothes and said, "feel free to leave if
you want. I would understand completely. I'm just impatient... will you stay
with me?" She walked over to him, kissing him instead of saying what she meant.

"Is that a yes?" he asked, smiling.

"I love you," she whispered softly.

"I love you too," he told her.

He carried her to the shower where they bathed together, washing away any
conflicting ideas about sex they may have had.

That night they both slept soundly in Justin's bed, peaceful and happy.

I love you Justin. =)

e-mail me at goddessbunny@hotmail.com

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