She was awestruck from the moment they arrived at the hotel, walking up the red carpet, she felt, perhaps for the first time, like she was really somebody. They checked into their room, and took the elevator up. As she entered into the room her breath caught. Everything was so lavish and expensive looking!
"Do you like it Khalisee?" Byron had taken her hands in his, and his eyes held a shaded look she wasn't familiar with. "I love it Byron, you spent too much money though, you shouldn't have!"
He smiled at her and gently stroked her cheek, "I wanted to, and you are making it worth every penny." Why don't you go change into the swimsuit I packed in your suitcase, and we can try out the hot tub, and you can try a bit a wine if you want. "It's morning though, should we really drink wine in the morning, Byron?"
She couldn't help but giggle, he treated her so grown up. "We are celebrating this weekend, so we can drink wine whenever we want, besides it will help you relax and sleep, I'm sure you are getting a bit tired, we have been up all night!" It was then that she realized there was only one bed in the room, she started to ask if she was to sleep on the couch, but decided she would just deal with that when the time came, she happily trotted off to change into her swimsuit.
"Now that is a site I don't mind feasting my eyes on! You look stunning in that! I've always wondered what you look like with her hair let down, you know we have lived in the same house for three years, and not once have I ever seen your hair loose like that, it's beautiful, everything about you is beautiful!" Khalisee smiled, not sure what to say, Byron led her over to the hot tub and poured them each a glass of wine.
They had both sat in the tub quietly sipping their wine, then Byron reached over, and took Khalisee's glass from her, pinning her under his arms. "Khalisee, I know this may see odd, but I think I'm falling in love with you." He reached down and covered her mouth with his. She wriggled trying to back away from the kiss, trying to get a breath so she could talk, finally he moved back, looking down at her. "Byron, I'm sorry, I don't know what to do, I've never even kissed, and you're married to my mother, and I don't think I feel like that. I mean I love you too, but not like that I don't think!"
He just stared at her, slowly getting out of the hot tub, "I think you are confused, and scared, and Khalisee, it's OK, I know you are new to all of this, and don't understand the feelings you are having. I will help you. This weekend is all about you." She stood up and moved out of the hot tub, brushing by him as she went to the bathroom to change.
"Byron? Where are my pajamas? I need something to sleep in!" Byron sat on the bed waiting for her, "Khalisee I packed you new pajamas, something more fitting a young woman, instead of a little girl."
Slowly she walked out of the bathroom, wearing the silky gown he had packed for her, her cheeks tinted pink from embarrassment.
Byron patted the bed, signalling for her to join him. Khalisee walked over in a daze, she didn't understand what was going on, and she didn't know how to stop it. He had done so much for her, how could she hurt him, he was all she had now. She sat down on the bed next to him and he slipped his arm around her, pulling her close to him. " Just relax Khalisee, I promise you are going to like this, I promised to help you understand your feelings, but you have to relax and feel them to understand them.
His hand slowly slipped down from her shoulder, until his fingers rested gently on her nipple, there he began gently rubbing them through the satin. "Do you see how they harden under my fingers? That is because they know what they want, your body likes what it's feeling and it's telling me that."
She gasped as his hand continued down her belly, to her hip, and then down her thigh, he covered his mouth with hers as his hand stroked her thigh, pushing against her lips with his tongue, "Let me inside your mouth sweet girl, part those pretty lips and let me inside." Numbly she obeyed and felt the shock as his tongue entered into her mouth, prodding it, exploring it.
A squeal was cut off by his tongue shoving it's way back into her mouth, as his hand slid between her thighs and his fingers brushed against her, her body jumped in response and she felt a strange pulsing begin. He slowly began stroking her, "Open up there for me too sweet girl, let me in there." Her breath had become ragged, and her mind spun, she didn't want to do this, it was wrong, but her body wasn't listening, her body was betraying her.
She jumped as she felt his finger try to fit inside her, "My god you are tight," he groaned, slowly sliding his finger the rest of the way in and then back out. She groaned as he tried to fit his second finger in, the burning causing her to pull away, even as his thumb stroked that spot that was still throbbing. "Byron, what are you doing? Please, I don't think I want to do this!" panic was starting to rise as she noticed that he was pulling his trunks off with his free hand. "Baby girl, I know you are scared, and I won't lie, it's going to hurt, but you'll thank me later. Just try to relax and it won't be so bad."
His words terrified her and she shot up, away from his hands, her entire body growing cold and stiff with the fear clutched at her now. "No, I don't want to do this, it's wrong, I don't love you like that Byron, please, I just want to go home now!" He stood up and stared at her, sitting upright on the bed, she had pulled her chemise back down covering the parts he had exposed moments ago. He didn't say a word to her, but she couldn't help but notice his trunks were completely gone, and what was staring back at her was horrifying.
She bolted out of the bed, but before her feet both touched the ground she felt her body being slammed into the mattress, her face pressed hard into the covers. She felt his hands roughly lifting up her chemise, and finally ripping it at the shoulders, he pulled it away from her, she was completely exposed, his arms holding her face down on the bed, all she could do was whimper.
"I know baby, I know, I didn't want it to be this way, I wanted it to be gentle and nice, but you are just too scared, your Mama messed up your head too much. Don't worry it will all be over before you know it." As he whispered in her ear, his legs had moved between hers and she felt something pushing against her. She knew, she knew what he was about to do, she had read enough, been told enough by Mama about how bad girls did bad things with bad boys. She didn't want to, but as she remembered her birthday evening, she wondered, maybe Mama was right, maybe she deserved this.
She felt him pushing against her opening, gently at first, each push causing her to gasp from the burning pain. She caught her breath as he pulled away, tensing, waiting for the slow burning of him trying to push inside her again, when suddenly she felt him ram into her, forcing his way inside, ripping and shredding her as he went.
The pain was blinding and she screamed, the sounds so animalistic she hardly even realized she was the ones making them. He continued to ram into her, each time he pulled out, she hoped it was over, only to feel him ram back into her, ripping her more, at one moment, the moment she decided she must have lost all sense of sanity, she wondered, if the blood running down her legs would ruin the fancy rug beneath them. Another thrust, another strange scream and everything faded to black.
She just stared at him as she tried to lift herself up, her body felt as if it had been beat, between her legs was raw and swollen. She didn't know what to say, she just knew this was her new life, she had told him no, and it had just made it worse, she wouldn't make that mistake again.
*Disclaimer* The author of this story does not endorse forcing anyone, of any age to having sex. No means no, and a woman never owes a man a damn thing, no matter how much money he has spent on her! If you or someone you know has been forced against their will, please seek help, it was not your fault and you did not ask for it, or have it coming!
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