They sit together opposite each other at the dinner table as she watches Him eat His spaghetti. They chat about the day. She toys with her food, taking small-uninterested bites. More pushing the food around the plate and nibbling on the garlic toast, distractedly, wondering what to say

He looks up at her. "Baby, is there something wrong?

"No," she sighs "nothing wrong just. Well..." 

What is it baby? Whats wrong? 

Well she takes a deep breath, I I wrote something to you today in my journal here She pulls a book hesitantly from her lap, slides the bound leather journal she keeps for Him across the table.

          Looking at her curiously, he opened the book. Last written page smells freshly of the ink she uses as he begins to read.  Face expressionless and unreadable, he reads. She fidgets some as He looks over the binding with a raised eyebrow.  This is a different one for you"  

I know it love but its still there. "

He turns back to reading ......  

. . .my dearest love,

I read a story this week and it brought to light a fantasy i never voiced to you and barely have admitted to feeling my self. But I wanted to share it you..

Its being forced...

It is hard to explain why... but i will try ...that struggle is one of my fantasies.

trying and fight him off?

i want to be held down.  i want Your strength over powering me.  I want to feel impossibly held ..my thighs kneed apart while You pin me beneath You.. holding my hands above my head i want to struggle and fight push Him away

the knowledge that i cannot... god love . .  the though of that only makes it better

whimpering and crying ..struggling and fighting turning my head from side to side trying to get free

but really...

i am using it to drag myself higher toward that edge i crave that total loss of controltotal surrenderits not mine to giveYou take it.and my body responds..

even when my mind and voice revoltI am wet and waitingmy heart pounding.. my breast Heaving in effort to breath as the need and passion begin to take hold somewhere deep within

when You finally force Yourself between my thighs.. My legs are weak and unable to fight any longer.. i struggle to pull my arms away.. but Your grip only tightens

maybe You have my hands in one of Yours. and the other is twisting and raking at my breast

when You  enter me finally... it is deeply urgent and powerful.. all the power released into a single solid hard deep thrust.. final  complete .claiming what is YOURS...

i am no longer my own ..

He looks across the table as He lays the journal aside. His eyes glaze, a bit, as she sees something stir in them.

"I like it...and I could get into it" he says taking another bite she toys some more with her food... "Eat baby, youve barely touched your dinner"

Picking up the bread, she tears little pieces from it and pops them into her mouth "You dont think Im weird then? Wanting that?"

"No....not at all...and I could enjoy it.... cause it's something I think about sometimes," smiling across the table at her as she tears apart her bread. 

Her hands nervously shredding the bread as He sees mixed emotions of eagerness and nervousness playing across her face.

Looking up from her pile of crumbs beside her plate, she picks up her fork.  Swirling the fork through the noodles  "really? Why haven't you said anything love?"  Surprise and relief are evident on her face as she takes a small bite.

"Well, it borders too close to rape for Me sometimes," he looks up again, smiling slightly as he reaches across the table napkin in hand to swipe the bright red sauce from her chin.

She nods slowly, blushing slightly as He wipes the sauce from her chin and drops the napkin next to her plate. "I think of it that way too...Sometimes..." nervously she quickly takes another bite before catching His eye again, "but ... if we... kind of worked O/our way up to that edge... I think I would like it very much this is one that I haven't had the opportunity to try beyond being held down a little... and He always let go when i struggled... shrugs... "

They continue talking over dinner as her nervousness slowly turns from anxiety to excitement discussing this new fantasy of theirs.   

Finishing her meal, she rises slowly and reaches for His plate. He wanders with His drink to the couch.  Settling into His corner of the couch as she returns and settles snugly against Him laying her head softly against Him lost in thought.

Catching her hand as it slides up and down His chest He brings it to His lips to kiss lightly.  "What are you thinking about?"

Smiling softly up at Him, she lets Him keep her hand "Your fantasies... about this... I wonder what you think of doing..." nerves dance in her belly as she waits with bated breath as he twines His fingers in His thinking

Taking a deep breath as He plays with her fingers, He starts slowly,  "it would go something like Me ripping your top open.... then just pushing your bra up to free your breasts.... you would fight to cover them up...so I would trap your hands behind you so I could pinch and play with your nipples...."

Gulping suddenly at the instant emotions that picture brings screaming to her belly she whispers "then?"

Smiling softly down at her, the desire and need begin to shine in His eyes as He continues to unfold His own fantasy to her "Then I'll take and force you on the bed.... where I pin you there with my body I start to take your pants off.... you even try to get away and it only helps me to get you pants off..."

Nodding silently transfixed as she hears her own fantasy come from His lips she listens intently. Squirming slightly as He unfolds the scene in His mind the scene moving more and more intense.  

His hand starts stroking up and down her arm feeling the dampness forming between her hungry thighs. her clit beginning to throb as the ache in her belly turns to a fire building her toward a plateau of need phrases and snips catching and grabbing at her, demanding their attention

. . . working them back and forth....fucking that pussy....and rubbing your clit......then taking my cock and putting it at the opening to your pussy.....and in one hard thrust....pin you to get bed as I fuck you . . .

She whimpers softly as she wriggles closer to Him.. Smiling down at her He pulls her across His lap.. Talking quietly of all the nasty little things He would do to her. 

She never thought she would feel so excited over the thought of being forced to struggle against Him  ... oh love.. Yes.. Oh.. i want this.. she whispers into His chest. I cant tell you what this makes me feel love knowing that you wont let go. I can struggle and fight and you wont give up on me. I need that.

Holding her close, He runs His hands slowly over her body. Exploring tenderly, distracting her as she tries to concentrate on what He is saying by running a finger up her spine while whispering in her ear the scent of her hair fresh and light sinking through Him sending His own need higher.. 

He kisses light nibbling kisses to her throat as He continues to lay out her fantasy

no....I wont let go.....I'll just fuck you harder.. he growls whispering in her ear sending chills down her spine as long as I can tell by how wet you are that you want to get fucked.....you will. 

Moaning softly at the thought she nods as she lays her head against him.  ..  I will be.. God.. Just thinking of it.. sighing  softly she whimpers  I want this love.. i want to feel this.. I dont know when.. But I do..

His voice growing deeper and softer in her ear as the desire to have her grows stronger and more needful you will...I'm sure

Wrapping His arms loose around her waist He murmurs to her slip your hand down there.... and tell me how wet that pussy is thinking about being forced to fuck me.

Biting her lip she trails an eager hand beneath her dress as He pulls it to her waist. mm very wet..  ohh love. . .

Growling softly in her ear, you want to feel something pounding into that pussy don't you.... forcing you to fuck me.... giving it to me.

A deep blush crosses her cheeks as she hesitates, yes love I do. she whimpers as her hand strokes over her wet slit. I want You to make my body surrender to You..  If I want it or not..  Knowing I really do..

          His voice turning slightly harsh his hands grip her waist as he murmurs darkly forcing your lips apart each time I shove my cock deep into you keeping your hands pinned as I suck your nipples.... grind my cock around inside you? 

          Eyes growing dark as her hand strokes more firmly her voice becoming more urgent uh huh I want it. I want to feel that pounding thrust.  That sucking bite. I want to be pinned by your body. Held by Your hand and feel your command.

          Pulling her hand away from her clit he suckles lightly on them. Then presses them to her lips. She takes them in first one then another staring into His eyes the passion and heat building there matching hers.

          Suddenly something dark flashes in His eyes as He grabs her face, kissing her hard and deep before standing suddenly dumping her to her feet, startling her off balance as His hand turns to a fist in her hair.  Kissing her harder, then his free hand grips her arm tight just above the elbow.

          She moans softly as He pulls her down the hall by her arm and hair. 

          As they reach the bedroom she feels Him pull her to a halt as his foot sounds resoundingly against the door knocking it open as He turns quickly fire and passion and something else flash in His eyes as they look into her hesitant ones.

          Yes she had wanted this but nerves jumped into her belly as he dragged her into the bedroom.  He pulls her hard against him kissing her hard and deep biting her lip until she cries out suddenly from the shock and his overwhelming control

          Pressing her backwards suddenly stepping into her instep with each step he pushes her hard into the wall. A dull thud echoes through her body as he looms over her eyes dark and dangerous.  He trails a single finger down over her throat to the buttons on her dress.

          With a wicked glint to His eyes, He rips down the front of her dress with a plink, plink, plink her eyes open wide as the buttons from her dress are suddenly hitting the floor.

She struggles and moves to pull the gaping fabric back together moving against Him in her attempt to pull the ripped pieces of her bodice back together. Trying to move her body from his, she feels His hips press hard against her as he growls deep into her ear grabbing her hands as they grip the pieces of her top wrenching and trapping them behind her where he holds them captive as she struggles harder to free herself.  

Yanking her bra up above her breast he pinches and plays with her nipples as she struggles against him. Making her gasp and call out with the sudden aggression. Then dropping down holding her hands tight behind her back to suck and pull at her nipples biting and worrying them with His teeth until they are tight and hard.

She is struggles on the edge of pain and fights to free herself pulling hard at her arms crying out as he simply tightens his hold pressing His knees into her legs stopping her from moving her legs as well.  

Prying her clenched legs apart with His knees he wedges them open to reach a hand down to play over her damp gash, rubbing harsh and long over her clit. She struggles against him trying to free herself her mind denying what is happening to her.

Her body begins to respond to His touch with involuntary responses to His recklessly familiar stroking.   

Struggling the whole time, he yanks her away from the wall by her arms spinning her around toward the bed he pushes her down onto it pinning her beneath his weight as he begins to pull at the remains of her dress to pull it from her body. 

She squirms against him trying to free her body below his grabbing at the tatters of her dress as she manages to scoot up the bed a few inches but the effort only rips the dress further as He twists the fabric in his hand, yanking her back to him as the cloth shreds with a ripping sound. 

She manages to struggle halfway up before he pushes her back down pinning her to the bed once again as his hand reaches toward her panties.  Grasping the edge she feels the bite against her skin as he rips the fabric straight from her as she writhes against him, fighting her way free with all her strength.

Holding her down, he starts to take his jeans off. Once he has them off he pins her to the bed and forces her legs apart so he can feel how wet and hot she is.  Groaning as his fingers once again invade her body, he feels her intuitive response. Her opening drenched in her heat and a fierce snarl in her ear tells her he is going to fuck her so hard.

He grabs her hands, yanks them hard trapping them above her head as he bites and sucks at her hard nipples and over her breasts twisting and pulling at her with his mouth.

She arches and bows beneath him in her need to escape. His mouth continues to assault her breast as he forces himself between her struggling thighs.  Sliding his hand roughly over her belly two fingers force them selves into her. First working back and forth fucking her harshly just at the opening of her pussy, his thumb working over her clit. 

Her traitorous body instinctively arches into his hand a moment before wriggling as hard as she can she frees a hand to grab at his shoulder trying to pull her self from beneath his heavy frame traps her middle pressing her into the mattress.

Moving suddenly, he positions his cock at her opening she digs her nails hard into his shoulder dragging a stinging scratch across as he thrusts into her hard burying himself to the root as he pummels into her hard and unforgiving reaching her womb with each desperate stroke as she cries out eyes wild and panicked.  

Growling deep at the ripping sting in his shoulder he grabs at her arm again and twists hard pulling it again above her head.  Grinding hard into her he slaps first one chaffed wrist into the cuffs kept at the head of the bed.

Feeling the metal cuff on her wrist her eyes fly wide and a deep moan of denial breaks free of her throat. She knows she wont get away if she doesnt now.  Bucking hard against him, she tries to dislodge him from her.   

He bites hard into her neck the passion and need and feral hunger taking his mind as he shoves her other wrist into the cuff.  Reaching quickly to the table at the side of the bed he tries to contain her struggles with his weight.  His hand finds the 6 inch steel blade and he pulls the heavy knife into his hand. 

Before she knows what he is doing he has the blade pressing into throat just below her chin.  She screams as the blade presses against her throat, trying to pull away with a turn of her head pressing her head deep into the mattress trying to escape the sharp blade sinking into the pulse of her throat.  Catching her struggle he snarls, gripping her at the back of the thigh with a driving force he shoves violently deeper as he begins to pound into her again daring her with the blade to move even an inch.  Freezing a moment her cries echo against walls with his heaving breath harsh in her ear. 

          Sliding the blade down over the fleshy part of her throat leaving a stinging welt of his own as he scratches the blade across her breast.  Her body trembles in fear and desperation as her struggling fantasy takes a different twist.

Pulling his cock from her he kisses her hard and deep tasting blood as he bites into her lip. The blade carves its way over her belly, leaving a trail of scratching stinging welts behind.  

Shock trembles through her body as the stinging of the welts seep into her body.  Her skin vibrating with sensation as the red little lines begin to cover her body, jerking involuntarily  as she fights his grip on her body.

Her head thrashes back and forth from side to side as the weight of the blade rests heavy on the inside of her thighs stilling her thrashing legs instantly in her fear of being cut.  

Swearing viciously a brutal hardness crosses his face. The blade slides hastily over her thigh pressing harder.  Stinging needles of pain erupts into her system.  Her gasping cry draws his attention to the three-inch shallow slice welling blood on her thigh. Flinging the blade from his hand with such force that it clatters across the floor to slam against the wall. Her gasp of shock and the sight of her blood on her thigh drive Him past the edge of control. He attacks her with renewed passion, Her struggling and screaming only driving him on, he moves again between her kicking legs. Biting and kissing his way savagely up her trembling torso. 

Her legs kicking at the bed as she struggles only help him force back into her with a powerful thrust plunging deep into with an inexorable pounding that reached her womb with each stroke.  

The thrust of his hips bruising into her thighs makes her moan. He whispers harshly into her ear as she begs him to stop.  Go ahead and beg for mercy You wont have it not yet. You know you want this

Shuddering hard, her body responds with a deep fire rolling from her belly her moaning and crying increase and edging with need as she feels her body accepting what her mind still fights.  

The fear and alarm in her storming eyes begin to cloud with urgency as she feels threat. Her body heads for that dangerous edge of pain passing through to pure sensation.  The jolt of each thrust making her wince even as her hips begin to rise to him franticly. 

Feeling her response triumph flashes into his eyes as he redoubles his effort gripping now bruising fingers against her shoulders keeping her pinned under him.  

Her body quivers and shudders as he feels her trembling muscles begin to clench around him.  He grips her hair, forcing her head back to look into his eyes full of fire and glowing with furious victory.  Mine, he growls Mine again and again He growls into her eyes. 

Oh yes, god yes. she cries as she passes from the edge to complete surrender her body spasming hard and brutal around him. Her release sends her mind scattering as her hyperventilating breath makes her sees stars and her facial muscles twitch.  The world begins to fade and gray begins to edge her mind.   

Snarling with effort he moves his hands down her body to grip her ass in his hands pulling her to even deeper penetration. He cuts her scream by attacking her mouth, bruising her lips as he forces between them. The stubble of his beard rasping her face, she tastes blood as she counters him with a   suddenly vicious bite as she passes to oblivion. 

He thrusts into her a final damning stroke. His cry of relief mingles with her sobbing.  He arches deep into her as he empties himself into her soul.  

Finally spent he collapses partially onto her now still and sobbing form. Panting heavily, he tries to regain his breath and control, feeling her shudder and hearing her sobbing whimpers. 

Hyperventilating as she feels the welts, her body overcome with the intensity of the scene is wracked with echoing aftershocks.  The sting of the knife welts beginning to hurt as she curls her body away from him. 

He reassures her constantly whispering his love and her courage as his hands float softly and tenderly over her body.  Slowly he turns her body to him and pulls her into a warm close embrace. 

Running soft hands down her back and sides telling her to relax, just let it go relax sweetheart. You are fine you did wonderfully.  

He wipes the tears gently away from her cheeks as she settles slowly.  After a long while, the tense hurt in her subsides and turns to contentment as she snuggles softly against him.  Her face buried protectively into his chest, as his hand strokes over her hair.  

She feels the slow steady beat of his heart beneath her ear. His soft breathe slow and deep against her hair. Kissing him lightly just between his nipples she whispers soft, Thank you my Love.