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Keira
by Maria Rendes (mariarendes@yahoo.co.uk)
***
How a young woman's life can alter after being raped.
(MF, nc, rp)
***
The intensity of the heat was starting to wear her down
as she walked through her uncle's vineyard. Heat was
one thing she could not withstand and unfortunately for
her there was plenty of it. The nights were cool
though, so she was told and at least that was something
to look forward to. Coming here was her father's idea,
she needed a long vacation after the traumatic year
she'd encountered and getting away was an immediate
remedy which even she had not objected to.
Her father's brother and family lived out in the
countryside and owned a vast vineyard with a small
grazing farm. One thing that Keira could not disagree
with was the vast beauty and calmness of the
countryside, so peaceful in comparison to the busy city
streets she had grown up with.
"Keira, sweetheart, lunch is ready," brought her out of
her trance.
"I'll be there in a minute aunt," she shouted back.
Hurrying towards the large house to clean up, she was
famished and her aunt was renowned for being a good
cook along with her own mother.
"Sorry I'm late. My God it's hot, how do you survive?"
panting whilst taking a seat between her cousins Kitty
and Leon. "You're just in time." Kitty winked.
"Mmmm my favourite," Keira said as they all began to
eat.
"How long are you here for?" Leon asked before biting a
mouthful of bread. He along with Kitty was looking
forward to having their youngest cousin come over for
the whole summer, and maybe a bit longer.
"Well the whole summer at least. What do you have in
mind?" replied Keira whilst pouring the home-made
lemonade into her cup. She loved her family, especially
as she had always been so welcomed. Her cousins were
great fun, they were close in age and now all grown-up,
they got along even better.
"Keira, that reminds me. You need to avoid going out
into the sun during the day as the sun's heat is very
strong over here and you're not used to it. The last
thing we need is for you to get sunstroke and end up
staying indoors all the time" her uncle advised.
"I'll look after her papa," Kitty said smilingly.
After lunch Kitty and Keira went upstairs to have a
shower and get changed for the evening. Keira busily
unpacked and tidied up her room before deciding what to
wear. Though the evenings were cooler, they were still
warm, so a nice pair of 3/4 jeans with a top would be a
good idea. They had all decided to walk into the town
to show her the night life they had and were proud of.
Keira had to admit though it wasn't what she was used
to, she did like the style. She stuck out like a sore
thumb, as everyone passing by looked at her-quite
obvious that she wasn't from around here. Her cousins
greeted and introduced her to many of the town folk.
Most were pleasant people. A loud noise could be heard
from around the corner which caught Keira's attention.
Following it, she came face to face with a crowd of
young people about her age clapping and cheering loudly
to what seemed a competition. As she passed through the
crowd and came closer to the front she could see a man
on a horse like a rodeo.
He was doing his best to control the animal from what
she could see, but it seemed the animal was controlling
him. Suddenly he was thrown off the horse and the crowd
went into hysterics, laughing and whistling. Getting up
and attempting to act cool Keira got to see him for the
first time. He was to die for.
"Don't run off like that. You could've gotten yourself
lost," Kitty's voice broke through her thoughts. "I'm
sorry; I guess the crowd attracted me. Who is that hunk
of a man?" she couldn't keep her eyes off him.
"Cole Nash, just the biggest asshole alive. His father
Greg Nash owns and breeds horses. He's really nice but
the son is an arrogant prick. Come on lets go," yanking
Keira away.
He was handsome though. Tall, well-built, hair hanging
all rugged; not to mention being incredibly handsome.
It was a pity she was too far away to get a better
look. Joining her family once again they spent most of
the night making sure Keira was having fun.
***
The next morning Keira was up and about quite early
along with Kitty. Though the farm had few livestock
which were kept as company, they required looking
after. Both cousins decided to share the tasks of
feeding and cleaning of the animals. Keira's uncle was
surprised that she had volunteered in the first place
since she was a city girl, but he had welcomed her
enthusiasm.
Feeding the animals was the easier task, cleaning up
after them and restocking on the bedding was hard and
smelly, that's why Keira welcomed the idea of a shower
before lunch. Today her uncle and Leon had gone into
town to discuss business over the vineyard. Kitty was
meeting up with friends but Keira had declined on the
invitation and had offered to help her aunt bake bread
and cakes for the coming up week.
"Keira you sure have taken after you're mama in your
baking skills. Men will love having you cook for them,"
her aunt said whilst kneading the dough for the bread.
"Aunt you know I'm too young to settle down, but I will
when the right man comes along," she laughed as she
washed the bowls.
"You're only 23 not much younger than Kitty and she's
going to be engaged soon. But if there is one thing I
do encourage that is marrying for love, my dear," was
her reply.
There would be at least two hours before everyone came
back for dinner. Keira excused herself, she wanted to
go a little further out and see what was beyond the
farm and vineyard. Promising to be careful and back in
time for dinner, she walked off. She was wearing a
simple summer dress and sandals.
She kept on walking until she reached another field; it
was plain with few horses. However what caught her eye
were the dandelions--she loved them. As she bent down
to pick one she didn't hear someone creep up behind her
and yank her away. Before she could react she found
herself thrown onto the ground with her dress riding
dangerously high.
"Who the hell are you and what are you doing on our
land?" the man's voice demanded. The moan was the only
response she gave having grazed her knee. Coarse
fingers grabbed her chin lifting it upwards. "I asked
you a question, bitch!!" the voice was menacing.
"Please, I didn't mean any harm, I live on the Kasabian
Farm with my family and I was exploring." Keira
suddenly recognised the face, it was Cole Nash. His
features were still handsome but his eyes looked hard
and cold sending a chill down to her spine.
"I see," he replied. The girl was stunning, he had to
admit, and he had already gotten an ample view of her
thighs. Her lips were full and her eyelashes thick. He
moved away from her without helping her up.
"Do you always throw women onto the ground or was I an
exception," Keira asked getting up angrily. No-one had
ever treated her this way, he cousin was right he was
an asshole, an arrogant, self-righteous asshole.
Stunned at her question, then angry to be spoken to
that way by a woman, made him walk past knocking
against her shoulder hard. She watched him walk off
into the field. Seeing the sun set Keira realised it
was getting close to dinner and ran down the hill. She
decided to keep their 'meeting' away from her family
just in case her uncle did business with Nash Sr.
"Keira did something happen today, you were awfully
quiet over dinner," Kitty asked as they got into bed.
"Where did you get that graze on your knee from? She
asked pointing.
"I missed my step and fell down over the hill," she
replied quickly, technically that was true.
"You went over to Nash Farm?" Kitty asked astonished.
"Yeah, I was exploring after helping your mama all
day," Keira replied.
"My only advice is keep away from Cole Nash. He's
creepy, women fall over themselves for him, but he can
be very rough-if you know what I mean," Kitty said
before turning off the lamp.
Keira didn't have to be told twice, she could see the
twisted hatred in his eyes and the way he looked at her
as she lay on the ground. She hoped she wouldn't have
to see him again.
***
The next few weeks followed the same routine for Keira,
with the exception that she was going out more and
more. She had familiarised herself with the town so
could run errands when required to.
One morning she was picking wild flowers when a noise
made her stop dead in her tracks. Someone was there.
Luckily for her Leon was around. She continued but kept
looking behind her.
"Nice ass," followed by a whistle. She knew that voice-
Cole Nash.
"Oh my God you frightened me. What are you doing here
anyway?" she asked trying to make his presence not seem
uneasy. He was in jeans and a shirt looking handsome as
ever.
"Well I thought I'd come down here and get better
acquainted," he said with a wink. His gaze lingered on
her breasts for a moment making her shiver in disgust.
"So Keira, tell me what is a city girl like you doing
out her in the country?" he asked casually.
"The city is a stressful place and I wanted to be away
from all of that Cole," she answered sweetly. She was
one spitfire. She turned to leave heading over to where
the animal food was kept-just behind the house. He
followed her. Ever since they had met he was craving
for her. Something about her being unobtainable made
the challenge all the worthwhile.
As she entered it, she felt his presence behind her.
Turning around to leave he used it as an opportunity to
brush against her and leaving her with no choice but to
accept the contact–the wall was behind her.
His hands settled on her hips. Through her thick jeans
she could feel him-strong and dangerous. His body
pressed her into the wall and him. She could feel his
arousal – his cock pressing into her arrogantly. He
wanted her in every way. He moved his head to stare at
her.
"Please stop." She breathed out. She was trying to
remain in control.
"No. I want you." His mouth took hers in a forceful and
brutal manner leaving her lips bruised.
She attempted to push him off her but it was futile.
Grabbing her chin and holding it steady he leaned in to
whisper, "Are you a virgin Keira?"
Before she could answer they both heard her aunt
calling for her. Distracted by the interruption Keira
managed to free herself from his grasp and run off. His
eyes narrowed as he wondered how she'd be in bed, but
this was neither the time nor the place. He needed
somewhere more private, more away from people and
interruptions if he was to taste this girl's charms.
***
Now that that summer was coming to an end, the town had
a tradition of having a huge summer fete. The whole
thing ran overnight into the early hours of dawn. Keira
had been looking forward to this. Keira had chosen to
wear a white top that was cut low in the front pushing
her breasts up. Her skirt was black and full with a
thick burgundy sash emphasizing her hips and their
sway. She looked like a gypsy, very eye-catching yet
traditional.
Her aunt and uncle had gone ahead, whilst Leon, Kitty
and Keira would follow later. On arrival the whole
place was full and buzzing with excitement. The food
was plentiful and varied as was the music and the
endless stalls. There was a bonfire with music and most
of the younger people were gathered there to dance. On
arrival Keira greeted many of the friends she had made
over the summer.
However someone else caught her attention too. Cole. He
stood there with his arm around a young woman who she
presumed must've been a date. He gave her a haunted
look that penetrated into her very soul. She looked
sensual in her gypsy outfit, his mouth watered as all
her feminine features were enhanced with her smoky eyes
and full red lips. Keira did her best to ignore him.
His actions in the hut had frightened her, but here she
felt safe.
Whilst talking with her friends she overheard that more
firewood would be needed. Without telling anyone she
slipped away in hope of bringing some herself as a
surprise. Only one pair of eyes saw her. The same pair
that had followed her every move since she'd arrived.
***
She wandered into the stables to collect some wood for
the fire. As she turned to leave, she heard the latch
close.
"You look almost good enough to eat." The voice behind
her spoke. Whirling around, standing there before her
in the darkened corner of the stall store stood Cole.
He advanced upon her. "Many nights I have lain awake
thinking of you."
"What... what do you want?" she asked her voice
quivering from fear. He didn't reply at first, just
circled around her like a predator with its prey before
the kill. She didn't like the menacing look in his
eyes, as she turned to flee he lunged towards. Keira
shrieked at being caught, she was too far away from the
party.
He grabbed her by her shoulders and pushed her down
onto the hay. Moving quickly, he forced her on her back
and climbed on top, pinning her smaller frame beneath
him. She squirmed against him and pushed at his chest,
trying to push him away. She tried to remain calm but
his actions were really frightening her.
"Got off me Cole or I'll scream." She began to punch
him wherever she could. She was like a wildcat clawing
and biting. "No! Don't touch me!" she screamed at him
as she beat at his shoulders feebly. He managed to grab
both her wrists and push them above her head, squeezing
them tightly till she stopped struggling from the pain.
"Get off me, you bastard!!" she tried to push herself
up, but he began to get really rough. He pushed the hem
of her skirts up her thighs, and grabbed the front of
her top and tore it in half, marring her smooth skin in
the process. Seeing how firm and supple her youthful
body was ignited his anger towards her. In his rage he
grabbed her bra and snapped it off to expose all of the
full curves of her breasts to his lewd gaze. His tongue
snaked out and licked along his lips.
Cole was strong and she couldn't move him. She felt his
hands upon her breasts, squeezing and twisting the firm
flesh. He found her nipples with his fingers, tweaking
them as they stood hard and proud in the cold air of
the room. His hands grabbed her breasts roughly,
pulling her nipples. His mouth came down and captured a
nipple, biting roughly and pulling back.
She tried to arch her back and follow him, to relieve
the pain on her nipple. His hands roughly pushed her
shoulders back down. He turned and did the same to the
other breast. His wet tongue licked at the hard red
nipples pulling the soft skin. She wiggled, trying to
stop the white hot pain in her breasts. She felt dizzy,
it hurt so much!
He moved back between her legs and that devious grin
slid across his face again. She opened her mouth to let
out a bellow but before she could finish taking a
breath he smashed his lips into hers, filling her mouth
with his tongue. Her eyes widened in shock. She lay
there stunned as her attacker kissed her, exploring her
mouth with his tongue. She snapped out of her daze and
bit down on his lip, hard. The salty taste of blood hit
her tongue before he snapped his head back and howled
at her.
"Fucking whore!" he backhanded her. She felt the blow
to her cheek vibrate through her, the pain rushing to
her brain. He ripped off her thong and working a finger
in and out of her pussy rubbing against the dry
insides, "No, please!" She screamed in pain as it
penetrated deeper. In and out he pushed it, his thumb
working on her clit trying to get her to lubricate.
"Come on little girl, loosen up."
She tried to turn away and push him off. He slapped her
then, purposefully hitting her already bruised cheek
and causing pain to make the barn swim around her.
"Look at me!" Keira's soft brown eyes slowly gazed up
towards his, only to meet ones full of lust and hate.
Her body flinched as Cole's hand reached out to stroke
the reddening mark on her cheek.
Letting go of her wrists his fingers trailed lightly
over her nipples, plucking at them as she moaned in
pain. His hand smoothed over the skin of her flat
stomach, teased over the sensitive flesh below her
navel. He pushed her thighs apart, stroking the soft
skin of her mound and the tempting softness of her
nether lips. Parting those same lips, he pushed one
finger into her dry flesh, cruelly adding another to
force her open further until he felt the thin membrane.
"So the virgin is a virgin after all," he smirked. She
moaned in pain as she felt him touching her where no
one had before. Suddenly she pushed at his arm, her
nails digging into skin to rip as she surfaced from the
pain dragging her under. She struggled to pull herself
away from him, kicking and closing her thighs, trying
to push his hand out of her.
"Lie still, little virgin. Tonight you're mine." He
panted in her face as he reached down to unfasten the
front of his jeans. He forced her thighs further apart
and positioned his cock right at the entrance to her
cunt. She fought and twisted, trying to break free, not
let him inside of her. He grabbed both her legs behind
her knees and pushed her wide open before plunging into
her, tearing her open and apart in one thrust.
This time she screamed in terror as he wrapped his arms
around her shoulders and ground her body into his own.
Never had she experienced such pain; it felt like she
was being ripped in two. She was still dry, but
lubricating from her own blood as he buried his face in
her hair and began to brutally pound into her. Tears
streamed down her cheeks now as she begged for him to
stop, instead he covered her mouth with his hand as he
leaned forward and kissed her very lightly on the
bruised cheek.
He pumped hard and fast in and out of her. Her tight
walls clutched his shaft, making the sensation
unbearably painful. Her breasts swayed under the impact
rubbing against his chest. Her expression was exquisite
as he watched the pain dance across her eyes. He took
pleasure in the fact that he was hurting her, loving
the fact that he was her first. "You are so tight just
like I knew it would be." He groaned.
Keira moaned as she took each stroke, one direction
filled completely, another nearly emptied. This was
pure heaven for him as he attacked her cunt like a wild
animal. He could feel her hot body beneath him and feel
her bare breasts against his chest while raping her
like a man possessed.
When would this pain end? She closed her eyes and tried
to be far away, but the pounding cock in her vagina
kept her too close to reality, there was nothing she
could do. Pinned beneath him, her legs spread wide
while his hips and ass pumped in and out of her, she
couldn't even move, let alone try to help the process
along to ease the never ending pain.
His balls were churning with the need to come. Grabbing
her legs to force them up so he could thrust deeper
inside and watch as he slid in and out of her. Then
after a few seconds arching his back and tilting his
head as he thrust hard into her one last time holding
his position to release his cum. She almost screamed
anew, as he seemed to swell twice in size inside of her
as his cock plunged in to the hilt one last time,
grunting and moaning with pleasure as a surge of
gushing warmth spurted deep inside.
She could feel load after load shoot into her raped
womb. His grip on her breasts relaxed and he let go of
her as his cock slipped from her. He collapsed on her;
she felt his weight crushing her. She cried in despair,
tears streaming down her face. The pain! She hurt so
badly! His body slumped over hers as gradually his
breathing eased, brushing away the strands of hairs
from her damp forehead. She covered her mutinous face
in shame and turned away, but he caught her chin in his
fingers and forced her to meet his gaze.
What was worse that she could feel herself slipping
into darkness in front of him. No-one knew where she
was; no-one would come and rescue her. He watched her
slip into darkness, looking so pure and chaste. Moving
down he watched with fascination her blood and his cum
oozing out for her tortured, raw looking pussy. Like a
freshly plucked rose-he smiled at the thought.
***
Opening her eyes slowly, she looked up and saw him
watching her intensely. All he wanted to do was to
climb between her soft thighs and pleasure himself
again. She turned away from him, not wanting to see
him. His hand began to lazily move up and down her
side. "Don't touch me." She said as she moved further
away from him, wincing as she did since she was still
very sore from earlier.
"Face it princess, no-one will believe you over me so
just lay back and enjoy it." Keira was too weak to
fight this loosing battle; she was both physically and
emotionally no match for the likes of Cole. Besides he
was right, who'd believe her over him? He pushed her
gently onto her back and climbed on top of her, looking
down at her with a grin, and his usual evil expression.
She grew frightened again. "You're mine now." he
whispered before lazily rolling one of her erect
nipples under the ball of his thumb and sliding between
her legs again.
Oh no, she thought. Not again. She had to endure the
whole process again. He was gentler this time, not
because he cared, but because she was too weak to fight
back. Every bone and muscle in her body ached. Her
pussy was on fire and burnt even more with his cum
rubbing against the walls as he fucked her with slow
deliberation.
"Easy girl, just enjoy it while it lasts. I nearly
could've killed you," he said in a caring voice which
both made her frightened and nauseous.
"I wish you had," came her reply.
This time the rape took longer, with her not fighting
back he was able to explore her body more. He paid
extra attention to her clit and to her horror, her body
began to respond. Lying trapped beneath him, a whimper
of pain escaping her at the gentle thrusts of his hips
which were so sickeningly different from his brutal
thrusts when he raped her of her virginity.
"No," she begged at the futile attempts to push at his
shoulders as she felt a pulsing, bursting sensation in
the pit of her belly. Her whole body tightened as she
felt the walls of her pussy palpitating around his hard
cock as her hips arched against his, she cried out.
"No!"
Unable to hold back any longer, he exploded inside of
her, spurting his seed deep in her battered pussy in
deep jerking thrusts. She almost died from the pain;
almost. Rolling off her, he adjusted himself before
looking across her naked form. Her clothes were
tattered and it was impossible for her to go back
without drawing attention to herself.
"Here, cover yourself with this," throwing his shirt on
her. She didn't move. Couldn't move.
"No! Don't touch me," her eyes snapping open to meet
him. Ignoring her, he helped her up.
"I'm going to take you home, you're going to get
changed and then head back. If you tell anyone-I'll
kill you," something in the last three words made her
believe him.
He was right, she had to get changed. She had to accept
a ride from this monster, but she couldn't go back the
way she was.
***
The ride in the car was deadly silent. Keira just kept
looking down and making sure the shirt covered her,
protected her. Cole acted as if was normal occasionally
looking over at her.
She couldn't have gotten out of the car faster and run
into the house. She wasn't thinking clearly. Bursting
into the bathroom she took a good look at herself.
***
Just over forty-five minutes had passed and still no
sign of her. Cole walked up the stairs and into the
bathroom to see what was keeping her. His date would be
looking for him by now.
There lying in a pool of blood was Keira's raped body;
next to it a bloodied razorblade.
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
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