His Obsession

Hector let out a low chuckle when Charlotte reacted to his cock for the first time. he knew he was big - especially to a girl who had never been with someone before. He didn't say anything else to her, watching as she started to touch him. He groaned, pressing his hips forward a bit eagerly. He wanted to let her have the chance to explore but all she did was use a single finger. How did she think that was going to accomplish anything?

Hector swallowed thickly, his eyes locking with hers when she started to look up. "You're doing good, sweetheart. But you're going to have to do more than that," he murmured. "Like this," Hector instructed in a low voice. He wrapped his hand around his cock and groaned as he started pumping his hand. "Just like this. Okay?"

Running his tongue over his bottom lip, Hector's eyes swept over her form. "You can use your mouth, too. If you want," Hector added a bit breathlessly. He reached down, brushing his fingers against her skin. He danced his fingers down her chest, sliding his hand into her bra. He cupped her, rolling her nipple between his fingers. "Good girl. It's okay to like this. Yu know that right?" He murmured, wondering just how shamed she was about this.

"Why don't you taste it?" Hector murmured, pulling his hand away from her chest. Instead, he brushed his thumb along her bottom lip. His gaze darkened as he looked down to her.

{sorry, I had to eat !}

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It felt like her breathing was becoming shallower as Hector talked to her. Every time he spoke, it made Charlie feel more nervous than the last. Everything that left his mouth, was some sort of dark and twisted command, even when he was just talking. The man just held so much damn power and Charlie was scared. She was so, so scared.

Lowering her gaze towards his cock that was out on display, Charlie watched as he pumped himself. Learning how to really give a handjob, and not just feel him. It was gross, watching how rubbing himself seemed to cause so much pleasure for him. "Y-yes, Daddy," Charlie mumbled quietly, reaching forward with a hand and wrapping her fingers around the base of his cock. Her eyes looked away as she started to pump him as he had just shown her. Back and forth, back and forth.

A gasp escaped past Charlie's lips as she felt his hand dip down her bra. Her thighs twitching as she felt him teasing her nipple. Her body never reacted that way before, and it confused her. His hand was so big, her whole breast fit perfectly in his palm. Then, when his hand moved from her chest, a small shiver ran down her spine. It was like her body craved the warmth of his hand, needed it. Her nipple that he was just playing with felt weird as it brushed against the cup of the bra, making it feel uncomfortable.

When Hector brought up sucking him once more, Charlie couldn't help but flinch again. She had purposely ignored that idea when he posed it as a suggestion, but now. Now it wasn't like that. Was it? "Yes, Daddy," Charlie said quietly as she leaned forward slightly. Because of the height difference, Charlie had to get on her knees so that she was more level with him. Then, without really thinking about it, Charlie placed her hands lightly on his thighs as she leaned forward, taking his tip into her mouth. His taste was like something she had never tasted before and it caused her to want to pull back quickly, but that'd just end up causing Hector to get mad, so. Instead, Charlie tried to just focus on breathing through her nose as she started to lightly suck on his tip. Only taking more of him, tasting more, when she got comfortable with the feeling of him against her tongue.

"Good girl," Hector praised as she started to lean forward. Truth be told, he was surprised that she was behaving so well. He had thought she would try to fight him a bit more but this was far better than he could have imagined. She was timid with what she was doing but at least he wasn't having to force her into anything yet. And she was remembering her manners, she was doing as she was told. All in front of the camera for her father to see it. The thought alone was enough to send a wave of heat through him.

Hector wrapped his fingers in the back of her hair, getting ready to fuck her mouth when Charlotte didn't seem to be wanting to take any more of him. But then she started bobbing her head on him and it was all he could do not to start fucking her mouth then and there. If she was deciding to be comfortable enough to get more eager with her movements, Hector wasn't about to stop her. He would let her do whatever she wanted if she was going to continue playing with his cock in the way that she was.

"You're doing so good, darling. Your mouth feels so good. Warm, wet," Hector groaned. He gave a light thrust of his hips before he seemed to realize what he'd been about to do. He knew that if he destroyed her, then Charlotte wouldn't ever be eager for him. She would never beg for his cock or want to ride him. All the possibilities flashed through his mind and he couldn't help but smirk as he looked down to her.

"Are you getting wet, darling? Want a bit more of Daddy?" Hector purred. He pulled away from her after a few moments longer. Hector stepped backward, holding his hand out to Charlotte. "Come here. Let Daddy help you get undressed," he murmured. When she stood, Hector turned them so Charlotte was facing the camera. He wasted no time in unclasping her bra before he pulled it off of her body. "If I check... are you going to be wet?"

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It took every muscle in Charlie's body to not roll her eyes and scuff in disgust when Hector praised her. She wasn't a damn dog, she was a person. One that he was forced to play some sort of sick game for him. So, instead of giving any sort of pleasing sound or action, Charlie kept sucking him, trying to not get him to take this further than this. Hoping that giving him a sucking session would please him enough and they could stop here.

So, when he asked if she wanted more, Charlie couldn't help it as her eyes popped open. "W-what?" She mumbled quietly when he pulled out of her mouth. Charlie sat up slightly, panic starting to fill her. She didn't want to do more, she wasn't ready for more. Her bottom lip started to tremble slightly, she wanted to say no. She wanted this to end, but. When Hector told her to come, did she really have a choice?

Slowly, Charlie crawled off of the bed towards Hector. Her eyes going down towards the ground as she did nothing to fight him taking off her bra. Her hands instantly moving to cover her breasts out of reflex. Then, she made the mistake of looking up. Her eyes widened as she saw the camera. It was filming everything. "I-I don't know what you mean," Charlie told Hector, glancing up at him over her shoulder before looking towards the camera before looking down once more.

"Y-you're not going to hurt me? Are you?" Charlie asked quietly, she started to fidget slightly. Moving from one foot to the other. "I-I promised I'd be good, so, so please don't." Charlie slowly spread her legs a little, offering Hector the opportunity to touch her between her legs if he wanted her. To take the lace panties off of her, to do whatever he wanted really, because. She had just sent a message to her dad. Rather Hector realized it or not, she let him know that she was playing along to keep herself safe. Alive.

Hector smirked as Charlie asked if he was going to hurt her. He shook his head, leaning down to begin kissing along her collarbone. He lifted his eyes enough so that he could look at the camera as he reached up to pull her hands away from her breasts. He forced her arms down to her side before teasing one of his hands up her stomach. Cupping her breast, Hector teased her nipple between his forefinger and his thumb the way he had earlier. His eyes looked at the camera as he spoke, lifting his mouth from Charlotte's skin long enough so that he could speak. "I won't hurt you, as long as your father realizes what's smart. If not... then his little princess is going to pay the price."

It was a simple answer. Maybe the answer was a bit cruel but he did not care, not in the least bit. This was all to get back at Charlotte's father. The fact that he was finally getting to play with Charlotte? That was just an added bonus that he never thought was actually going to come into play. He ran his tongue along his bottom lip, grazing the delicate skin along her neck as he did.

His free hand began to push Charlotte's panties down. "I want you to describe to me how it feels for a man to touch you for the first time. Don't leave anything out," Hector instructed, sure that his words were loud enough that the camera would be able to pick up on them easily.

Hector's hand slid between her thighs once her underwear was off. He smirked as he brushed his fingers against her lips, careful not to dip between them. He did this a few times before using two of his fingers to spread her lips. Hector brushed his other finger against her clit, feather light. He continued like this, wanting to hear her moan before he did anything else to her.

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A small sharp gasp escaped from Charlotte as she felt Hector's lips along her collarbone. She shivered slightly at the feeling, her body not knowing how to react to the feeling of his lips. The way they lightly pressed against her skin, or the fleeting moments of warmth and then coolness.

As Hector removed her hands from her chest, Charlie's gaze met the floor. She couldn't look anywhere else. Her body was on display for who knows to see. She didn't want to think of all the possible people to see her doing this. Watching her first time. Watching her trying to survive something so terrifying. Then, her lips parted slightly as she felt his cool hand grazing up her body, causing trails of goosebumps to trail in its wake. Her legs even started to slightly shake at the feel of his hand on her skin.

When his large hand cupped her breast, it took everything in Charlotte to not let out a squeak. Instead, she bit her bottom lip. Focusing on the pain instead of how he was making her react. His own words barely registering in her ear. Until his tongue trailed over her neck and a small gasp escaped from Charlie. Her cheeks turning a light pink color. Embarrassment filling her at the sound she had just made. At the way that her body was reacting to her. At the fact that people were going to be watching this.

"Y-yes Daddy," Charlie mumbled quietly, as well as letting out a small gasp as she felt his hand moving between her legs. "I-It feels weird," Charlie mumbled quietly as she felt his fingers brushing against her sensitive skin. Unknowingly, she spread her legs a little further apart for him without realizing it. A small 'ah' escaped from Charlie as she felt him spreading her lower lips and brushing against a sensitive spot. "I-I don't know how to-to describe that." Charlie rushed out, sounding a little breathless as she did so. Her knees quivered slightly at the feeling of his continued assault on her sensitive nub.

Then, a moment later, with the overwhelming feeling of his hand playing with her hardened nipple, and the continued assault on her sensitive area. Charlie let out a small breathless moan at a small off rythem stroke from Hector's finger. It was because of that one movement, that Charlie started to feel how wet she was becoming between her legs, and it was quite uncomfortable. "That, that felt good." She mumbled quietly, only voicing her thought because she didn't want to get on Hector's bad side. Her embarrassment was already at an all-time high, so it didn't matter anymore, right? Charlie had gotten him to tell her dad, in his way, that he wasn't going to just up and kill her. So, it was sorta a win. She'll just have to deal with this. Even if she didn't want to.

Hector couldn't help the way that he smirked when Charlotte finally let out that little gasp that sent a surge of heat to his groin. He pressed closer to her, rolling his hips against her. There was no hiding just how ready he was to feel Charlotte for the first time. To taste her, to know what her cunt would feel like as it took his cock. The thought alone was enough to make him let out a small groan, his head rolling slightly as he pulled Charlotte closer to him. "It's okay, baby. Just try, okay? Daddy's not going to get upset with whatever you say. There's no wrong way to describe the pleasure he's making you feel. I promise," Hector murmured into her ear, his voice dropping a bit. He nipped at her ear, grinning to himself when Charlie moaned for the first time.

He had no intention of killing her and it didn't matter to Hector if Charlotte's father figured that out either because Hector's cabin wouldn't be linked directly back to him. There was nothing that the man would be able to do to get Charlotte back, unless Hector wanted it. Which, as far as he was concerned, was not going to be happening. Not any time soon, at least. Hector ran his fingers further between her lips until his fingertips brushed against her entrance. "This might feel like a lot of pressure at first but it's going to be okay. You just have to remember to keep talking, okay? Tell me how it feels. That'll help keep your mind off of what's happening, okay, princess?"

Pressing his finger into Charlotte, Hector couldn't stop the small groan that fell from his lips. He started to drag his finger out of her before pressing back into her. He settled into a slow rhythm while pressing himself against her so that she could feel just how badly he wanted her. "What's it feel like? Focus on it, baby," he purred, continuing to press lazy kisses along her collarbone. "Tell me when you want more. I want to hear it. Don't disappoint me now, princess. You don't want that, do you?"

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With each passing moment, Charlie could feel herself looking her will power. She resolves to fight Hector as much as she could, but, each passing second. She was at his mercy, he was the one that was in control, she wasn't. No one was coming to save her. Was she even on her dad's list of top priorities? She doubted it, he was probably more interested in the murder investigations he's been tasked with lately. So, he'll probably not see this or even realize that she was missing for a couple of weeks. At least, not till he realized that there were no groceries in the house.

"Yes, Daddy," Charlotte mumbled quietly as she listened to Hector. A sharp intake of breath passing through her lips as she felt his finger pressing into her tightness for the first time. "Ah." She breathed out, her lips parting as she tried to wrap her head on what to say. "It, it kinda hurts." She mumbled quietly, leaning back against Hector slightly when he pulled her body towards him. Leaning into his warm body. "It, it's slowly getting better." Charlie licked over her lips as she felt Hector starting a rhythm, her body responding by having her toes curl in pleasure at the feeling of him working her body like so.

Then, a small whimper escaped from Charlotte as she felt how hard he was behind her. The mere presence of him was enough to cause her body to shiver. "Daddy," Charlie mumbled quietly after a little while longer. "M-more, please daddy." Charlie didn't even realize she had spoken, her body was the thing that was on high alert, wanting to collect all of the pleasure that was being offered to it. Making Charlie forget her fears, that she was being filmed, that Hector was a killer. Her body ached for more, why? She didn't understand, but the pressure of Hector's finger pushing into her had lessened and she craved that feeling once more. Craved attention. It was weird, but addictive at the same time.

Slowly, with a shaky hand. Charlie reached down to where his hand was between her legs. Her smaller hand encased his, pushing on his hand. Urging him to move faster, deeper into her. Causing another moan to escape from her soft lips as her head slowly fell back slightly and rest against his shoulder as his lips feathered along her shoulder.

Hector wanted nothing more than to force Charlie down on the bed and take what was his. She didn’t have a choice in the matter, she was his as far as he was concerned. He knew that it was likely her father wouldn’t respond to his demands right away. But he had plans for that, ones that he knew her father would not be able to turn a blind eye to. “Good girl. You want me, don’t you?” He breathed against her skin, angling so that he could press a second finger into her warmth. He groaned at the feeling, already desperate to feel her around his cock. If his fingers felt so good, he could only imagine what his cock would feel like in just a few short minutes. Of all the things that he had been expecting, it certainly wasn’t Charlie’s hand pushing against his own - encouraging him. He looked up to the camera, his face settling into a smirk.

“What a good little girl,” Hector murmured. He stilled his hand inside of her, instead brushing his thumb against her clit. After a few moments, Hector started to curl his fingers inside of her, without pulling out of her. He chuckled at the reaction it drew out of her, his cock twitching in response. He needed more from her and he hoped that she was ready to give it to him because he couldn’t hold off for much longer. Hector was a man of great self control but his willpower was dwindling to nothing at all.

Finally pulling his fingers out of her, Hector’s grip tightened around her waist. A silent reminder of who was in charge but it wasn’t enough to cause her any harm. “Taste yourself,” he demanded, his voice thick with lust as he pressed his coated fingers against her lips. “Why don’t you put that hand to work? Show me how you can make me feel,” he suggested, taking a step back, just enough so that there was enough space between their bodies for Charlie to reach between them.

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God, what was wrong with her? This was all wrong, Hector was almost three times her age and the father of her best friend. He freaking kidnapped her! Not to mention he was filming this whole thing, god. What the hell? She was supposed to be saying things to hint to her father that she was fine, that she was safe. Instead, she was engaging Hector to continue doing what he wanted to her. To explore her body in all of its secret ways and you know what? She liked it.

"Ah..." Charlie gasped out as she felt Hector's second finger slipping into her. Stretching her, making her already wet self excrete more for him. To allow for him to fit into her better. Another small shutter of breath escaped from Charlie as she felt his hand still and his thumb brush against her clit. It felt like she was about to split in half from the pleasure her body was feeling. Then, as if he wasn't already driving her body crazy, the feeling of his fingers curling, caused a shudder run down her spine. Her lips parted in total bliss and Charlie couldn't help but throw her head back slightly as she felt herself giving in to the bliss, forgetting what was going on, who she was with and why she was there in the first place.

A small whimper escaped from Charlie as she felt his fingers slipping from her. Leaving her feeling hollow and empty, like she was missing something. Then, a shudder ran down her spine as he placed his hand that was just inside of her on her mouth. Her eyes stayed closed as she obeyed him. Doing her best to not gag at the idea of what she was tasting. Her lips parted slightly as she took his fingers into her mouth, and sucked slightly. Then, she reached behind herself and did as Hector commanded. She wrapped her hand around his length and let out a gasp at how huge he felt. Her eyes snapped open and she glanced over her shoulder at him. He felt larger than when she had to take him into her mouth. He felt longer, thicker like he could really hurt her if she wasn't careful.

Hector's eyes locked with the camera as Charlie cleaned herself from his fingers, a shudder running down his spine when he felt her fingers wrapping around him. He pressed forward, trying to get closer to the warmth that her hand offered. He groaned, giving a weak thrust of his hips. "Good girl. That's what's going to make you feel so good, princess. Aren't you excited?" He murmured softly. "You're going to cum all over my cock, you ready to feel me inside of you? hm?"

"Turn around. Lay on the bed," Hector instructed her in a low voice, taking a step backward after he had finished speaking. When Charlie's hand dropped from his cock, Hector let out a small groan. His gaze darkened, turning to watch her do as he had instructed her to. Hector gave his cock a few pumps with his hand, running his tongue over his bottom lip as he studied her form. His mouth watered at the sight, eager to feel Charlie beneath him.

Hector crawled over her, holding himself up as he looked down to her. He cupped her cheek, leaning down to capture her lips in a heated kiss. He settled between her thighs, smirking at the look on her face. "Sweetheart, it's perfectly normal to want more. To crave it, to want to explore more. Are you excited, hm?" He teased, brushing his thumb against her cheek.

"This is going to hurt at first but I want you to be a good girl. Behave and I promise it'll start to feel better before you even know it," Hector spoke gently, encouraging her as his hand slid between their thighs. He lined himself up with her entrance, biting back a groan as he pressed into her.

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Listening to Hector, Charlie shivered. She was terrified, nervous. There was no way out of this, she couldn't fight Hector off. Her first time was going to be with a man who was manipulative and could easily kill her. He was a dangerous man, a ruthless man, and he wanted her. She was trapped. Biting on her lower lip, Charlie slowly turned around and did as Hector had told her to do. She moved towards the bed and crawled on top of it, laying her head on the pillows and trying to get comfortable before Hector moved to join her.

As he leaned down to kiss her, Charlie held back a shudder as Hector kissed her like a lover would in an intimate moment. The feeling would have stolen the breath right out of her lungs, but. It didn't. When she opened her eyes, Charlie blinked slowly as she watched the older man as he towered over her. Soft shaky breaths entered and escaped from Charlie's slightly parted lips as she listened to Hector.

"Y-yes, Daddy," Charlotte mumbled quietly, doing her best to try and get over her nervousness. Then, as he pushed into her, a small gasp escaped from her. It didn't hurt per se, but it certainly didn't feel amazing either. At least, that was the initial feeling of things. It wasn't till he pushed halfway into her that a shock wave of pain shot through her and a whimper escaped from Charlie. The pain only increasing slightly as he pushed all the way into her until she could feel his balls pressing against her.

"I-I don't like this," Charlie spoke softly, her breathing a little raggedy as her nerves started to take over. "P-Please stop." She mumbled, her fear slowly ebbing back into her as she dug her hands into the mattress and tried to push away from Hector. Wanting him out of her and for the strange pressure pain to go away.

{I'm gonna kinda say Charlie did something to cause Hector to lash out but if you want me to change it, let me know!!}

"I know, baby. I know it hurts and it's scary but you just have to take a couple deep breathe okay? It'll start to feel better soon," Hector tried to encourage Charlie. His thumbs brushed against her thighs, trying to encourage her to calm down but before Charlie could do that, she started trying to squirm away from him.

His eyes narrowed into thin slits as his grip tightened on her waist. "Wrong move, girl," Hector spat the words, sneering down at her form. He had been ready to make this enjoyable for her, so that she wasn't afraid the next time he decided he wanted to fuck her but that had come with the stipulation that Charlie needed to behave. A single misstep and the niceness that Hector had displayed was completely gone.

His grip tightened on her hips, pinning her in place. Hector growled lowly as he angled his hips, pulling out of her just enough to slam back into her. He settled into a harsh rhythm, keeping her in place as his thrusts became punishing. Hector growled as he used his other hand to grip her hair, yanking her hand backward. it would force Charlie to arch against him and her face could clearly be seen by the camera. Her father would see each and every face that she made, full of anguish as Hector fucked her.

"Wanted to make you feel good and you have to go and fuck it up. Just like your stupid bitch of a father - you're just as stupid and worthless. You know that?" Hector growled, punctuating his words with a hard thrust each and every time.

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All Charlie was able to do as Hector used and abused her was cry and scream. Begging for Hector to stop, to let her go so that she could stop hurting. So that she could try and escape from his madness. Her hands dug into the mattress as she was forced to arch into him. Doing anything in her power to lessen the pain in any sort of way.

"Daddy!" Charlotte cried out as she felt a particularly hard thrust of Hector's. The motion causing her whole body to bounce with the force of his thrusts. "Stop, please! I'll be good. I'll be good." Charlotte cried repeatedly as she tried to move her hands to Hector's shoulders. Her nails digging into his flesh as he fucked her like an animal that was out of control. His dick stretched her, bruising her over and over as he forced himself onto her. The only saving grace is how wet he had made her before he started to take advantage of her.

How the hell did this all happen to her? Charlie wondered to herself as she bit her bottom lips as she clenched her eyes shut. She had just left the freaking library. She was doing homework all day, every day. She was a good girl, so why? Why was she being forced into this mess? Wasn't she a good kid? What had she done to deserve this? Where had she gone wrong?

Hector groaned at the delicious little noises that Charlie was letting out. The sounds of her juices filling the air as Hector pinned Charlotte in place. There was no changing his mind, he had given her the chances that she deserved and she had gone and fucked it up. He might consider giving her another shot after this but at the moment, Hector didn't care at all. "Say it. Again," Hector growled into her ear, nipping at the skin just below her ear with his teeth.

"Say my name," Hector demanded, punctuating his words with a harsh thrust of his hips, eliciting a cry from her lips. He looked up, his eyes locking on the camera as a sick little smirk settled on his lips. Oh, Hector wished that he could be there when he witnessed the look on her father's face when he finally saw the video for the first time.

Hector buried himself inside her, grunting as he came, filling her pussy. He gave a few, lazy thrusts as he rode out his orgasm, smirking as he looked down to her. "Taking my cock like a good, little whore," he sneered as he pulled away from her. Hector stood, making his way over to the camera to turn it off before he turned back to Charlotte. He shook his head, rolling his eyes at her hysterics. "Next time I tell you to do something, doing the exact opposite isn't a good idea. Understand?"