Taken To The Edge #4

January 7, 2022

The back story to these is each one was written for a competition winner back in the day on Twitter. They would tell me what scenario they liked, give me details they would wish to incorporate, and away I went. Some used their real names, others pseudonyms, but THEY knew. The five I liked best were published in a 5 story magazine based on graphic publications of the 50's. I had a fabulous cover artist who created something that suited, and they came out monthly. The Taken To The Edge edition was all ***d sex fantasy/stranger sex/CNC or just plain old hot and horny sex. They were all their fantasies, my job was to bring them to life. I hope you enjoy this one.

*Trigger Warning

Familiar Ground

The house was starting to get claustrophobic, so Mary decided she would take a walk despite the snow and cold wind whipping through the countryside. She needed to think and the fresh air would help, so before long she was following the twisting path through the local woods wrapped up snugly against the freezing cold. The falling snow and the early evening made her surroundings dim, the whiteness of the ground and trees giving a misty glow that swirled around her as she walked. She was lost in her own thoughts for a full 30 minutes before she became aware she was lost. She had somehow veered off the path and now found herself in a part of the woods she didn't recognise; not surprising given the conditions! She drew up a mental image of the area, and decided she must now be at the far side of the small lake in the centre (she vaguely remembered seeing water on her right) so turning in her tracks she started to re-trace her own footprints. Before long she could no longer see any prints to guide her as the wind and the driving snow had obliterated all trace of her passing here before, so she turned slowly to try and get her bearings. It was then that she noticed a darker shadow about 50 yards from her. It was human shaped, and as she watched it moved to her left and disappeared behind a snow-covered bush.

With unease building she set off in the opposite direction, casting glances behind her to see if she could see it again, but there was nothing. She was just feeling happier when she stopped suddenly; the shadow was now in front of her...closer...and it was definitely human...a tall man!

She couldn't make out details but he was tall, at least 6 feet, and was wearing a long dark coat. She blinked through the driving snow, keeping her eyes on the figure, as it seemed to melt into the background again. Where had he gone? She stood watching, straining her eyes but the shifting snow and dim light made it almost impossible for her to keep focussed on one place. She was scared now; she didn't know where she was, or where HE was, and she just wanted to get back to the warmth of the house. She set off to her left hoping to go around the figure, and hoping she would come across a familiar landmark to tell her where she should go!
She was relieved when a large blurry outline turned out to be the boat house on the lake; she now knew she was less that half a mile from where she came into the woods, and which direction to head in! With a sigh of relief she turned and followed what must surely be the path, her relief turning to terror when she saw the man standing directly in front of her not more than 20 yards away.

She saw him roll his shoulders and take a step towards her, his face hidden under a low-pulled cap and a scarf wrapped around his head; but even from that distance she could see the glitter in his eyes! Mary gave a little whimper and backed towards the boathouse, praying the door would be open. Her fingers scrabbled at the handle, and with a moan of thanks it opened and she stepped through quickly, closing the door and sliding the bolt across to lock it. It was even darker in here, but Mary could make out two small boats up on blocks, along with a tatty chair and a small table covered with magazines topped with a full ashtray.

She knew the groundsmen in the wood used the boathouse as a rest area, and hoped that one would be in the trees somewhere and would come in for a coffee very soon! She caught her breath when she saw the outline of the man pass the window near the door, and then watched transfixed as the handle was turned slowly. It rattled gently against the bolt for a few seconds then stopped. Breathing deeply Mary backed further into the boathouse, dropping to sit in the old chair with her eyes fixed on the door. She watched the door and window for another 5 minutes, nothing moved so she started to breath a little easier; perhaps he had gone?

It was the wisp of cold air across her cheek that told her something had opened behind her. She just had time to wonder what had caused the draft before a gloved hand wrapped itself around her face to stifle her cry.

She kicked out and struggled as she was lifted off her feet with an arm around her chest crushing the air from her. She could feel herself being held suspended, her struggles becoming weaker as her air ran out. The world started to dim slightly as she was carried across the room before fading altogether as she slipped into ***ness.

She came too with a soft groan, opening her eyes to see the man standing over her. She was on the table, and, as she tried to rise, she found that both her wrists and ankles had been tied to the legs with strips of material; closer inspection revealing they were the torn shreds of her scarf! She then became aware her coat had been opened, her sweater lifted, and all that covered her breasts was the thin material of her thermal top. She looked up at the man through tear-filled eyes. His face was still hidden, but the dark eyes devoured her as she lay ***. Her voice seemed tiny in the dim room.

“Please let me go, please don't hurt me!”

This brought a deep chuckle from behind the scarf covering his face, and he leaned over her and grasped both her breasts in gloved hands. He squeezed them hard making her moan and try to wriggle from his grasp, his thumbs and forefingers pulling at her nipples making them hard and ache.

It was dark now in the boathouse, so when he removed the scarf from his face she couldn't make out his features; but she saw the glint in his eyes again as he lowered his head and bit both her breasts. Mary cried out as he took a nipple between his teeth and clamped down hard, one of his hands moved up and pressed over her mouth as his other roughly pulled up her top exposing her breasts to the cold air. Her nipples hardened immediately, an invitation for him to bite them again and make her groan into the leather covering her lips. Mary writhed and twitched as he covered her breasts in bites, sucking her nipples hard before hurting her again with his teeth; the tears starting to stream down her cheeks as she moaned and whimpered into his hand. He looked down at her, and though she couldn’t see him clearly through her blurred vision there was something familiar about him; did she know him? She had a fleeting image, but shook it away as impossible; it can’t be him as he is on the other side of the world! Mary didn't have time to dwell on that thought as she felt the man's hand on the waistband of her pants. She yelped and tried to twist away as he quickly undid them and started to pull them down her thighs, taking with them the thermal shorts underneath to expose her pussy to the air. The cold prickled her skin, and she actually saw him lick his lips as he looked down at her. He smiled; the glint of teeth stark in the gloom as he removed his hand from her mouth so that he could take the glove off before forcing his hand between her clenched thighs.
She groaned as he fingered her roughly, and she could see the disappointment in his eyes as he found how dry she was. Shaking his head, he leaned over her and waved his fingers in front of her face.

“Open your mouth, make these slippery for me!”

Mary clamped her lips together and shook her head The hard slap to her cheek made her yelp in surprise, and when his hand gripped her jaw she groaned and had no choice but to open her mouth to stop the ***. He thrust his fingers into her mouth making her *** and gag, forcing them around the inside of her cheeks and down her throat; coating them with her own saliva as she spluttered around the large fingers. She heaved and writhed for what seemed an eternity before he withdrew his fingers and held them before her eyes again; now they shone in the half-light with her saliva dripping from them. His growl was dark and menacing.

“Good girl!”

She watched dismayed as he moved his hand slowly downwards before pushing the slick fingers between her thighs again. This time they slid into her easily, she had helped make it that way, and Mary moaned and twitched as he moved them inside her. He nodded in satisfaction before he straightened and undid his own pants. Mary whimpered when he released a large hard cock; her eyes going wider as he moved around to near her head.

“Time to make this slippery as well little girl.”

Another slap and grip on her jaw made Mary whine just as his cock pushed into her mouth. He went all the way into her throat, causing her to heave and lift from the table, his hand around her throat keeping he head on him before he started to fuck her mouth. Mary had never been used this way. She was terrified she would *** to death as she struggled to breath around him, her lips becoming sore and bruised as he kept hitting against her face. His cock grew harder in her mouth while her throat became raw from his ***. She gagged and sobbed as he pushed as deep into her throat as he could before withdrawing; his large dripping cock held a few inches from her face.
His smile behind it was feral, and those eyes...she knew those eyes...but it can't be...can't be...

She moaned loudly as her ankles were released and her pants torn from her, his big hands gripping the back of her thighs and forcing her legs up and wide apart. She just had time to take a breath before he rammed into her making her arch and scream, her insides invaded as he pushed all the way into her. Mary cried and begged, pleaded, as he fucked her hard and fast causing the table to shudder under her and her legs to flutter in the air as he took her mercilessly. Through tear-filled eyes she watched him smile as an extra deep thrust made her groan and lift under him; so he did it again and again!

Mary gasped out at him to stop as it hurt, but her soft whimpers seemed to drive him on and make him more brutal with her. The slap of his balls against her made Mary suddenly realise that the heat she was feeling was coming from her as well. She was pouring in juices, making it easier for him to use her; and his smile at her told her HE knew it as well. He fucked her for so long that Mary was simply limp under him, the pounding on her pussy one long burst of heat as her head rolled from side to side in time with the *** deep inside her, When his hands moved up to grip her hair and allow him to pull her onto him more she knew she was going to cum. She didn't want to, she despised him; but he was driving her over the edge! She looked up at him, grunting and gasping, her mouth mumbling incoherent words as she was literally fucked s***chless; and then he winked. She knew who he was as she came. Her whole body lifted from the table as the spasms went through her, her mouth open wide and her breath taken as she screamed. The feeling of him bursting inside her made the ripples flow again; and all she could do was writhe and hope she survived, mouthing the same word over and over again...

“Yes!”

She lay there panting and mewling quietly as the man first released her wrists before pulling the old chair close to the table.
He sat and smiled down at her tear-streaked face, his hand stroking her slim thigh as she remained spread on the table, her breathing slowly getting back to normal. She blinked twice and a wavering smile crossed her swollen lips.

“Sir? How? I spoke to you a short while ago and you were at home?”

He chuckled quietly and reached up to wipe tears from her cheek.

“You forget I have the Tablet babygirl; I was at the airport when we spoke, so for the last hour or so I have been following and watching you and letting the hunger grow!”

Mary swallowed ***fully and returned his gaze.

“Was, was I as good as you have hoped Sir?”

He smiled again and ran his hands over her bite-marked breasts, teasing her nipples once more to make her whimper.

“You are gorgeous little Mary, even more than I had imagined; and you fit around me that tightly (he sighed deeply) the hunger you cause is unbelievable.”

Mary arched her back as he pulled lightly on her inflamed nipples, moaning quietly at the attention her body had craved for; and though battered and bruised she could feel the trembles still in her tummy. Her eyes flicked down into his lap, aware that he was still big and hard.

“Did I not please you Sir? I am here for your use if you need something else from me?”
Her voice trailed off when she saw his cock twitch and swell a little more, and she bit her lower lip at the thought of it pushing inside her again. She knew it would hurt her, but she slowly and ***fully rolled onto her front and eased her hips into the air; her eyes large and dark as she pressed her face into the table.

“You have wanted me like this Sir, I'll be brave...”

He growled and stood, shedding his coat as he moved behind her, his hands already on her hips with fingers digging into the soft flesh. Mary whimpered again as she felt him rub over her tender pussy, it felt so hot and large, and she took a deep breath as the pressure grew on her opening. She gasped as he started to fill her but she pushed back at him to help him get deep, a long moan coming from her at the rawness inside as he filled her again. His hands lifted from her hips, and Mary took her cue to ride on him despite the ***; it hurt but she was building up again quickly as it added to the intense feelings for her.

When his hands slid up her back and gathered her hair she moved faster and deeper on him, letting the trembles build inside. He looked down on the girl riding him, taking in her small hips, her slender back; and the way her pussy wrapped around him so tightly, The feeling of finally having her under him was almost overwhelming; the thought of her had made him growl but this was going to keep him hard constantly! Mary turned her head and looked over her shoulder at him, her eyes wide and dark as she grunted and panted with the feel of him hitting so deep inside. She too had waited for him; it had seemed an eternity! She had played most nights thinking of him taking her hard and brutally, her orgasms strong with the images in her mind; and now she ached and hurt in so many places but she wanted more! She shivered at the look in his eyes, partly from lust, partly from ***, and she knew he would test her very limits. She yelped when he pulled her head up and back; altering the angle he was going into her to rub more. It hurt but made her juices drip, so she whimpered at him breathing hard.
"Oh god, Sir, you are going to break me! Please use me to cum, it hurts so much!”

He smiled and banged against her hips; Mary wailing at the pounding she was receiving, her whole body on the edge again because she was being fucked like an ***. She had waited to be used, and it was what she ached for.

She tried to form the words, her shaking body making it difficult with her release so close; but she had to ask...

“Sir...Sir...let me...please...let me cum?”

He nodded, and as she let herself go she saw the muscles in his cheeks clench and he threw himself into her to make himself cum at the same time. The scream and moan from Mary, and the long deep growl from him made the geese around the lake take to the air; and over the far side one of the woodsmen lifted his head wondering what the hell had caused that?

Inside the boathouse Mary cried quietly as he wrapped his arms around her. He picked her up and placed her in his lap as he sat back into the chair with a groan, pulling his large coat over them both like a blanket. She curled into him; wanting to actually get inside him where she knew she would be safe, his arms tightening around her as her trembles and sobs started to subside.

Story note: She sent this to her Dom as they both knew the park and lake area it was based around. I think the idea was that he would help her act it out, but I have no idea if they ever did.

Scribe@2022