Chapter 4: Bad Guys Close In
: The Farmhouse
The sun had begun to set, casting long shadows across the farmhouse's worn wooden floorboards. The air was thick with the scent of freshly cut grass and the faint hint of smoke from the dying embers in the fireplace. Priya sat on the worn-out couch in the living room, her knees drawn up to her chest, her arms wrapped around them. She stared into the flames, her eyes reflecting the dancing orange and red hues.
Rahul entered the room, his footsteps echoing softly on the wooden floor. He carried a tray with a steaming cup of tea and a plate of freshly baked cookies.
He set them down on the coffee table in front of Priya, then took a seat next to her on the couch. She didn't look at him, her gaze still fixed on the fire.
"You're quiet," Rahul said, breaking the silence. His voice was low, a hint of concern laced within it. Priya didn't respond, her eyes still on the flames.
Rahul reached out, his hand covering hers. She stiffened at his touch, but he didn't pull away. Instead, he gave her hand a gentle squeeze. "What's on your mind, Priya?"
Priya took a deep breath, her chest heaving slightly.
** Priya’s POV ** Rahul's hand on mine, his thumb tracing circles on my skin, it's distracting. I can feel the heat radiating from his body, can smell the faint hint of his cologne. I try to focus on the fire, but it's hard when he's so close.
"I am missing Aman?" I speak, my voice barely above a whisper. I can feel his gaze on me.
“but he is not around is he? Rahul replied.
His voice was low, a hint of mockery in it. "Missing him, huh? Or is it something else that's got you all tied up in knots?"
I turned to look at him, my eyes flashing with anger. "What's that supposed to mean?"
Rahul just smiled, a slow, seductive smile that made my stomach churn. "You know exactly what I mean, Priya." His hand moved from mine, tracing a path up my arm, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake. "You're all hot and bothered, and it's not because of Aman."
I opened my mouth to protest, but Rahul cut me off. "Don't deny it, Priya. I am sure Radha’s moans from my bedroom, kept you awake in night… " Rahul whispered, his breath hot on my ear. His hand moved from my arm to my thigh, his fingers tracing circles on my skin. I could feel the heat building inside me, my body betraying me as it responded to his touch.
"Stop it, Rahul," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. But my words lacked conviction, and Rahul knew it.
"Make me," he challenged, his hand moving higher up my thigh. I could feel the heat of his fingers through the thin fabric of my dress, could feel the way my body ached for more.
I should have stopped him, should have pushed him away. But I couldn't. I was too weak, too turned on by his touch.
"Stop it, Rahul," I whispered again, but my voice was barely audible. Rahul's hand moved higher, his fingers brushing against the lace of my panties. I gasped, my hips jerking involuntarily.
"Fuck, Priya," he growled, his voice thick with desire. "You're so wet.
I couldn't answer, couldn't form a coherent thought. All I could do was feel - feel the heat of his fingers as they moved against my clit, feel the way my body responded to his touch.
"Come for me, Priya," Rahul growled, his fingers moving faster. "Come all over my fingers." Rahul didn't stop, his fingers still moving inside me, drawing out my orgasm until I was a panting, trembling mess.
He pulled his fingers out of me, bringing them to his mouth and sucking them clean. "Delicious," he said, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction.
I should have stopped him then, should have told him to leave me alone. But I didn't. I wanted more. I wanted him.
I wanted him to fuck me like he had Radha. I wanted to feel his cock inside me, stretching me, filling me completely.
Rahul seemed to sense my desire. He leaned in, his lips finding mine in a brutal kiss. His tongue forced its way into my mouth, tangling with mine as he deepened the kiss. I moaned into his mouth, my hands fisting in his hair as I pulled him closer.
Rahul's hands moved to my waist, lifting me up and setting me down on his lap. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my pussy through the thin fabric of my dress, and I ground myself against him, seeking friction.
"Fuck, Priya," Rahul groaned, breaking the kiss. "You're so fucking wet."
He grabbed the hem of my dress and pulled it up over my head, leaving me in just my bra and panties. His hands moved to my breasts, cupping them through the lace fabric of my bra. He thumbed my nipples through the material, making them harden under his touch.
"Take it off," he commanded, his voice harsh.
I hesitated for a moment before complying, unhooking my bra and letting it fall to the floor. Rahul's eyes roamed over my naked breasts, his tongue darting out to wet his lips.
"Fuck, Priya," he growled, his hands reaching up to cup my breasts. "You're so fucking beautiful."
His thumbs brushed over my nipples, making them harden under his touch. I moaned, my body arching into his hands. Rahul's fingers pinched and rolled my nipples, sending jolts of pleasure straight to my core. His mouth already taking in my other nipple, teeth just grazing me…
"Rahul," I gasped, my hands reaching up to tangle in his hair.
He continued to suck and bite at my nipples, his hands moving down to my waist and then to my ass, gripping me tightly as he pulled me closer to him.
"Fuck," he growled against my skin. "You taste so fucking good."
His hands moved from my ass to my thighs, pushing them apart. I could feel the heat of his breath on my pussy through the thin fabric of my panties.
"Take them off," he commanded, his voice harsh.
I hesitated for a moment before complying, pushing my panties down and kicking them off. Rahul's eyes roamed over my naked body, his gaze lingering on my pussy.
now straddle me, baby. He purred.
I did as I was told, straddling him, feeling his hard cock press against my wet pussy through his pants. He groaned, his hands gripping my hips tightly as he guided me, moving me back and forth along the length of his cock. I can feel it through my pants."
I moaned, grinding myself against him, seeking more friction. Rahul's hands moved from my hips to my ass, squeezing and kneading the flesh as he pulled me closer.
"Take my cock out," he commanded, his voice harsh.
I hesitated for a moment before complying, my fingers fumbling with the button and zipper of his pants. I could feel his cock straining against the fabric, eager to be released. I pushed his pants down, along with his boxers, freeing his hard cock. It sprang up, thick and veined, the head glistening with pre-cum.
"Fuck," I gasped, my eyes widening at the sight of him. He was huge, the biggest I'd ever seen. I could feel my pussy clench in anticipation, already aching to be filled.
"Like what you see?" Rahul asked, a smug smile on his face.
"You ready to take it all?"
I nodded, my heart pounding in my chest. I could feel the heat of his cock against my pussy, and I knew I was ready. I positioned myself over him, feeling the head of his cock press against my entrance. I took a deep breath and slowly lowered myself onto him, inch by inch.
"Fuck," Rahul groaned, his hands gripping my hips tightly as I took him in.
I felt a sharp pain as I took him all the way in, my body stretching to accommodate his size. I gasped, my nails digging into his shoulders as I adjusted to the feeling of him inside me.
don’t worry, baby, I know it’s bigger than Aman’s.
But you can take it. You’re made for fucking, Priya. And I’m going to fuck you so good, you’ll forget all about him."
Priya bit her lip, trying to hold back a moan as Rahul's cock filled her completely. She could feel every inch of him, stretching her, touching places she didn't know existed. She started to move, tentatively at first, lifting herself up and then sliding back down his length.
"Fuck, yes," Rahul groaned, his hands guiding her hips. "Just like that, baby. Ride my cock."
Priya picked up the pace, her body moving in rhythm with Rahul's thrusts.
Rahul cupped one of my breasts, with one haand, and the other behind my ass, controlling the speed.
He started to thrust up into me, meeting me halfway. The sound of our bodies slapping together filled the room, along with our moans and grunts.
"Fuck, you feel so good," Rahul growled, his eyes locked onto mine. "Your pussy is so tight, baby. I could fuck you all day."
I could feel every ridge and vein of his cock as it slid in and out of me. He was stretching me, filling me completely, and I loved it. I could feel my orgasm building, my body tensing as I got closer and closer to the edge.
"Come for me, Priya," Rahul commanded, his voice harsh.
I moaned, my nails digging into Rahul's shoulders as I rode him harder and faster.
"Fuck, yes," Rahul growled, his hands gripping my hips tightly. "Take my cock, baby. Take it all."
I could feel his cock swelling inside me, his thrusts becoming more urgent. I knew he was close too.
"Come with me, Rahul," I panted, my body shaking with pleasure.
"I want to feel you come inside me."
Rahul growled, his fingers digging into my hips as he thrust into me harder and faster. "Fuck, Priya, you're going to make me come."
I could feel his cock throbbing inside me, his body tensing as he got closer to the edge. I leaned down, my lips finding his in a fierce kiss. Our tongues tangled, our moans filling each other's mouths as we raced towards our orgasms.
"Fuck, I'm coming," Rahul groaned, breaking the kiss. His hands gripped my hips tightly, holding me in place as he thrust into me one last time.
I could feel his cock pulsing inside me, his hot cum filling me up. I moaned into his mouth, my own orgasm ripping through me as I came undone.
We stayed like that for a moment, our bodies still joined, our breaths ragged and our hearts pounding. Then, he haled me like that, my neck on his shoulder, he started gently rocking me…
I felt, rahul wanted more..
I felt Rahul's hands move to my ass, gripping it tightly as he pulled me closer to him. He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down my neck, biting and sucking at the sensitive skin. I moaned, my body arching into his touch.
"Fuck, Priya," he growled against my skin. "You're so fucking responsive."
His hands moved from my ass to my breasts, cupping them roughly. He pinched my nipples, making them harden under his touch. I gasped, my hands reaching up to tangle in his hair.
"Rahul," I moaned, my body aching for more.
He smiled, a wicked glint in his eyes.
"You like that, don't you, you little slut? You like it when I talk dirty to you."
I bit my lip, nodding.
"Say it," he commanded. "Tell me what you are."
I hesitated for a moment before speaking. "I'm your little slut, Rahul."
He growled, his hands moving to my ass, lifting me up and setting me down on the couch. He knelt on the floor in front of me, pushing my legs apart.
"Look at that pretty little pussy," he said, his voice low. "All wet and ready for my cock."
He leaned in, his tongue flicking out to lick my clit.
Rahul chuckled, his hands gripping my thighs as he held me in place.
"Fuck, you taste so good," he growled, his tongue delving into my pussy.
He licked and sucked at my clit, his tongue moving in circles and then dipping inside me. I moaned, my hands fisting in his hair as I held him in place.
"Don't stop," I panted, my body writhing with pleasure. "Please, don't stop."
Rahul didn't stop. He continued to lick and suck at my pussy, his tongue moving faster and faster.
I could feel my orgasm building again, my body tensing as I got closer and closer to the edge.
"Fuck, Rahul," I moaned, my hands gripping his hair tightly. "I'm going to come."
He didn't stop. Instead, he slipped two fingers inside me, curling them up to hit that spot that made my eyes roll back in my head.
"Come for me, Priya," he growled against my pussy. "Come all over my face."
I couldn't hold back any longer. My body convulsed as I came, my pussy clenching around his fingers as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me.
Rahul didn't stop there.
He stood up, his face glistening with my juices, and undid his shirt, throwing it to the side. His chest was toned, with a light dusting of hair that trailed down to his pants. He unbuckled his belt, the sound of it echoing in the room, and pushed his pants and boxers down, stepping out of them.
His cock sprang free, hard and ready. It was thick and veined, the head already leaking pre-cum. I licked my lips, my pussy clenching in anticipation.
"Come here," Rahul commanded, his voice harsh. I stood up on shaky legs, my body still sensitive from my orgasm.
Rahul's eyes were locked onto mine as he reached for me, pulling me into a fierce kiss. I moaned into his mouth, my hands reaching up to tangle in his hair as I pulled him closer.
Rahul's hands moved to my waist, lifting me up and setting me down on the edge of the coffee table. I gasped, my body arching into his touch.
Rahul's hands moved from my waist to my thighs, pushing them apart roughly. He stepped between my legs, his hard cock pressing against my pussy.
I moaned, grinding myself against him. "I want you, Rahul. I want your cock inside me."
Rahul chuckled, a dark and dangerous sound. "You want it, baby? You want me to fuck you hard?" "Yes, Rahul. Fuck me hard."
He didn't need any more encouragement.
He grabbed my hips, his fingers digging into my soft flesh as he positioned himself at my entrance. I could feel the head of his cock pressing against me, and I gasped, my body tensing in anticipation. "You're so fucking tight."
He pushed into me slowly, inch by inch, giving me time to adjust to his size. I moaned, my hands gripping the edge of the coffee table as I felt him stretch me open.
"Fuck, Rahul," I panted, my body arching off the table as he finally bottomed out inside me.
"You're so big."
He chuckled, his hands gripping my hips tightly as he started to move. "You're taking it like a good little slut, aren't you?"
I moaned in response, my body already adjusting to the feeling of him inside me. Rahul started to move, his hips thrusting forward as he pulled back. He was slow at first, giving me time to get used to the sensation of him filling me completely.
But it didn't take long before he picked up the pace. His thrusts became harder and faster, his cock slamming into me with each stroke. I could feel every inch of him, could feel the way he stretched me open and filled me completely.
My body responded to his touch, my pussy clenching around his cock as he moved inside me. I moaned, my head falling back as I gave myself over to the pleasure.
"Fuck, Priya," Rahul growled, his hands gripping my hips tightly. "You feel so fucking good."
He leaned down, his lips finding mine in a fierce kiss.
Rahul's hands moved from my hips to my breasts, cupping them roughly.
You know what I do to my slits, Priya?? He asked as he increased his pace.
His cock was slamming into me, each thrust hitting my G-spot and sending jolts of pleasure through my body.
"Harder, Rahul," I moaned, my nails digging into his back. "Fuck me harder."
Rahul growled, his hands gripping my hips tightly as he pounded into me. "You like it rough, don't you, you little slut?"
I could only moan in response, my body writhing with pleasure.
Rahul's hands moved from my hips to my thighs, lifting my legs up and pushing them back, opening me up even more to him.
The new angle allowed him to go even deeper, and I gasped as he hit that spot inside me that made my eyes roll back in my head.
"Fuck, yes," Rahul growled, his eyes locked onto mine. You like it when I hit that spot." Rahul's thrusts became more urgent, his cock slamming into me with each stroke.
“but I mark all my sluts Priya, I mark them and claim them for my own… " Rahul purred as he bit my neck.
I moaned in response, my body arching off the table as he continued to pound into me.
"Fuck me harder," I panted, my nails digging into his back. "Mark me, Rahul. Claim me."
Rahul growled, his hands moving to my ass, gripping it tightly as he lifted me up off the table. He spun us around, pushing me up against the wall. I gasped as he slammed into me again, his cock filling me completely.
"Fuck, you feel so good," Rahul groaned, his hands gripping my hips tightly as he thrust into me.
and he lowered his mouth over my left breast. I knew what he was doing but I could not stop him.
His mouth was hot and wet on my breast, his teeth nipping at my nipple as he sucked it into his mouth. I moaned, my hands reaching up to tangle in his hair as I held him in place.
"Fuck, Rahul," I panted, my body writhing against the wall. "You're going to make me come again."
He chuckled, his hands moving from my hips to my ass, gripping it tightly as he pulled me closer to him. "I want to feel you come on my cock, Priya. I want to feel your pussy clench around me as you come."
He thrust into me harder, his cock slamming into me with each stroke. And he bit my nipple, hard….
I cried out in pain and pleasure, my body arching against the wall. Rahul's hands moved from my ass to my breasts, squeezing them roughly as he continued to bite and suck at my nipples.
"Fuck, Rahul," I moaned, my body writhing against the wall.
He chuckled, his hands moving from my breasts to my thighs, lifting me up and wrapping my legs around his waist. He carried me over to the couch, throwing me down onto the soft cushions.
"Spread your legs for me, baby," he commanded, his voice harsh.
I did as I was told, spreading my legs wide and exposing myself to him.
he made me turn over, my rosebud was now exposed to him.
Rahul's eyes gleamed with lust as he admired my ass. He reached out and grabbed a handful of my ass cheek, squeezing it roughly. "Your ass is so fucking perfect." I could feel the cool air on my exposed pussy, and I shivered.
"Don't be shy," Rahul said, his voice low. "Show me how much you want it."
I hesitated for a moment before complying, reaching back and spreading my ass cheeks apart.
Rahul's eyes widened as he got a clear view of my tight little hole. "You're so fucking dirty."
He leaned in, his tongue flicking out to lick at my puckered hole. I gasped, my body tensing at the unexpected sensation.
"Relax," Rahul murmured against my skin. "Let me in."
I took a deep breath and tried to relax, feeling Rahul's tongue push against my tight hole. He licked and sucked at it, his tongue moving in circles as he prepared me for what was to come.
I moaned, my body writhing against the couch as I felt the pleasure build.
Rahul chuckled, his hands moving from my ass to my pussy. He slipped two fingers inside me, curling them up to hit that spot that made my eyes roll back in my head.
"Fuck, Rahul," I moaned, my body tensing as I got closer to the edge. Instead, he added another finger, stretching me open as he finger-fucked me hard and fast.
"Come for me, Priya," he growled against my ass.
"Fuck, Rahul," I moaned, my body tensing as I felt my orgasm approaching.
Rahul didn't let up. He continued to finger-fuck me hard and fast, his tongue still licking and sucking at my asshole. I could feel my body tightening, my pussy clenching around his fingers as I got closer and closer to the edge.
"Come all over my fingers, baby," Rahul commanded, his voice harsh. "I want to feel your pussy come all over me."
and then he pulled my cheeks spart and entered my virgin asshole.
I screamed in pain and pleasure as he slowly pushed his thick cock into my tight hole. I could feel every inch of him as he stretched me open, filling me completely. He was gentle at first, giving me time to adjust to the feeling of him inside me. But it didn't take long before he started to move, his hips thrusting forward as he pulled back. He was slow at first, but it didn't take long before he picked up the pace, his cock slamming into me with each stroke. My body responded to his touch, my ass clenching around his cock as he moved inside me.
The pain was intense, but so was the pleasure. It was a sensation I had never experienced before, and it was intoxicating.
"Fuck, Priya," Rahul groaned, his hands gripping my hips tightly as he thrust into me harder and faster. "You're so tight. Your ass is so fucking tight."
I moaned, my hands fisting in the cushions as I tried to adjust to the feeling of him inside me. "It hurts," I gasped, my body tensing as he hit a particularly sensitive spot.
"But it feels so good."
Rahul chuckled, his hands moving from my hips to my breasts. He cupped them roughly, his thumbs brushing over my nipples. "You like it when it hurts, don't you, you little slut?"
I moaned in response, my body writhing against the couch as he continued to thrust into me. I love it when you hurt me."
Rahul growled, his hands moving from my breasts to my throat. He gripped it tightly, his fingers digging into my soft flesh as he pulled me back against him. "Say it again," he commanded, his voice harsh.
I took a deep breath, my voice shaking slightly as I spoke. "I'm your little slut, Rahul.
Rahul's fingers tightened around my throat, a wicked smile spreading across his face. "That's right, baby. You're mine. And I'm going to use you how I please."
He increased his thrusts, his cock slamming into my ass with more force. The pain was intense, but the pleasure was even greater.
I could feel every inch of Rahul's thick cock as it slid in and out of my ass, stretching me wider with each thrust. His fingers around my throat tightened, cutting off my air supply, making me lightheaded and dizzy. But I didn't want him to stop.
"Harder," I gasped, my voice barely above a whisper. "Fuck me harder, Rahul."
Rahul growled, his hips slamming into me with renewed vigor. His cock hit that spot inside me that made my eyes roll back in my head, and I moaned loudly, my body convulsing with pleasure.
"That's it, baby," Rahul panted, his voice ragged.
"Take it like a good little slut. Take my cock deep in your ass."
I moaned, my body shaking with pleasure and pain as he continued to pound into me. His fingers around my throat tightened even more, making it hard for me to breathe.
"Fuck, Rahul," I gasped, my voice hoarse. "I can't... I can't breathe."
Rahul chuckled, his voice low and dangerous. "You don't need to breathe, baby. You just need to take my cock."
He increased his pace, his hips slamming into me with more force.
The sound of our bodies colliding filled the room, along with our moans and grunts. I could feel his balls slapping against my ass with each thrust, the sensation sending jolts of pleasure through me.
"Fuck, Priya," Rahul growled, his fingers still tight around my throat. "You're taking my cock so well.
I could only moan in response, my body writhing against the couch as he continued to pound into me.
His cock was thick and hard, filling me completely as he stretched my tight hole. I could feel every inch of him as he moved inside me, the sensation both painful and pleasurable. "You're so big. It hurts so good."
Rahul chuckled, his fingers tightening around my throat. "You like it when it hurts, don't you? You like it when I use you like my little fucktoy."
I nodded, my body arching against the couch as he continued to thrust into me. "Yes," I moaned.
Rahul wanted to dominate me, he said,” you know what Radha wears, or does not wear, right?” He asked me as he pulled my hair back and bit my neck.
“What?” I asked as I felt his teeth sink into my skin.
“She wears nothing but a smile and a pair of heels,” he said as he pushed me down on the bed and spread my legs open.
“And what does she do?” I asked as I felt his tongue lick my pussy.
“She sucks cock like a champ,” he said as he inserted two fingers into my pussy.
“And what else?” I asked as I felt his fingers move in and out of me.
“She takes it up the ass like a fucking pro,” he said as he pulled his fingers out of me and licked them clean.
“And that's what you're going to do for me, Priya. You're going to take my cock up your tight little asshole like a good little slut.”
I gasped, my body tensing at the thought of taking him in my ass. But the idea also excited me, sending a jolt of pleasure straight to my pussy.
Rahul must have noticed my reaction because he chuckled darkly. “You like that idea, don't you? You want me to fuck your ass, you little slut?”
I bit my lip, hesitating for a moment before nodding. “Yes,” I whispered.
Rahul growled, his eyes gleaming with lust.
tomorrow onwards, no use of panties when I am around. You will give me access, whenever I want, he growled.
"You will open up for me, whenever I want. You will be my little fucktoy, Priya. My personal fucktoy."
I shivered at the thought of being his personal fucktoy, but I couldn't deny the thrill that coursed through me at the idea.
Rahul's hands moved from my throat to my breasts, squeezing them roughly.
"Fuck, Rahul," I moaned, my body arching into his touch. "You're going to make me come."
He chuckled, his hands moving from my breasts to my thighs.