Careful What You Wish For

James frowned at her. "Poor Belle. You'll never see your family or home again," he said with a chuckle. He pressed a foot into her back, pushing her into the floor, as he started undoing his pants. He wanted to hear her soft cries and screams as he tormented her.

Isabelle tensed as she was pushed against the floor, twisting to watch him. She hiccuped as he began to undo his jeans, shaking her head. She started to grow even more frantic, "please. Please don't. I'm a virgin," she admitted finally, praying he would stop once she did. Belle was a virgin but she'd bought a matching lacy bra and underwear to surprise Tyler with. Even if all she ended up doing was teasing him, she had figured it wouldn't hurt. "You can't!"

James smirked. "Good. Because I like them fresh and new for me." He let his pants drop to the floor and freed his cock from his boxers, stroking it as he watched Isabelle crawl away from him. "Oh, I can," he said with a grin.

Isabelle sobbed at James' words, still shaking her head. "Nononono," she spoke, her words jumbled from the fear that coarsed through her. She flinched as she backed into the wall behind her. "You said you wouldn't hurt me. Please," she pleaded, refusing to look toward him. She pulled her legs up to her chest to try and protect herself.

James smirked. "I lied, sweetheart." He grabbed her feet and pulled her across the floor to him. Her shirt was first to go, and he smirked when he saw her lacy bra. He tore the bra off and lowered his head to kiss and lick at her breasts.

Isabelle let out a scream as she was dragged across the floor, trying desperately to pull her legs from him. "Please," she whimpered, squirming against him. She winced as her clothing was ripped from her body, closing her eyes tightly. She didn't want to watch any of this. "S-st-stop," she choked on the words, trying to push him away.

James bit onto her nipple, tugging at it gently. He pinned Isabelle's hands above her head, while his free hand pushed her pants down her body. He grinned, rubbing a finger against her through her underwear.

Isabelle cried as she was bit. She felt exhausted already - she was tired. So tired. She just wanted to sink into the floor below her. She turned her head to the side, haunching her shoulders to try and protect herself. "No!" She half yelled, twisting and turning as he tugged at her pants. "D-Don't," she whispered, trying to press her legs closed to stop him. "Stop!"

James chuckled, tearing her underwear off then. His eyes widened slightly. She looked amazing. Now that her underwear was off her body, he pushed his finger at her entrance, but didn't enter her yet.

Isabelle coughed and spluttered, still trying to kick at him weakly. "Please. Please," her words were more like hoarse whispers. She shook against the floor, trying desperately to curl in on herself to protect herself from him.

James grinned. He stopped for a moment, making her think he was done, but then pushed his thick middle finger inside her, groaning at her tightness. "God, you feel amazing," he muttered.

Belle relaxed the slightest bit when it seemed like James had finished with his fun. Her mouth fell open into a perfect 'o', a silent scream. Her eyes were wide, the sobs quieted for just a moment. "No," she finally managed to gasp out. She was renewed in struggling, trying to yank her arms away from him. She twisted and turned, her cries more like hoarse whimpers now

James started to thrust his finger in and out of her, eyes wide in pleasure. He added another finger, curling them inside her, grunting as he felt around her, his cock getting nice and hard at the thought of being inside.

Isabelle shook her head, biting into her lip to try and pull herself away from what was happening. The pain was sharp and almost enough to pull her away from everything - until another finger pressed into her. "Y-You can't. Please," she choked on her words, coughing taking over her sobs

His fingers were rough and callused as they moved inside her. At her words, he pulled them out. "Fine, bitch. If you don't want my fingers, I'll give you something else." He aligned his cock with her entrance, and started to push inside her.

Isabelle's heart nearly stopped as James pulled away from her, only to press his cock into her. She screamed, trying desperately to drag herself away from him. "Pl-P-Please, i-it's too b-big!" She stammered, pulling her arms down to cover her chest.

James only grunted in answer, moaning as he pushed deeper inside her. He met with resistance, but prevailed, not stopping until he was completely in her, groaning quietly.

Isabelle let out a scream as James buried himself in her. She slumped against the floor, beating her hands against his stomach weakly. "Stop," she whispered, her face a mask of pain

James laughed. "You're lucky I didn't choose your ass instead," he said tauntingly as he thrust into her again. "Say 'Fuck me hard'," he ordered her, pulling at her hair.

Isabelle whimpered at James' words, the idea had never crossed her mind. He wouldn't. Ever. Right? She groaned as he thrust into her, shaking her head at his demand. There was no way she could stomach that, he couldn't expect her to. "J-Just stop."