Page 11 of Shadow's Sinner

My little shadow comes to a halt at a wall of rocks. I knew the whole time where she was going, leading her to her demise at the edge of the woods. The rocks are tall and imposing in the dark. You can get lost trying to make your way through them, unless you know where you’re going. Running along the rock wall she searches for an exit to keep going, making me chuckle when shefinds one and darts in—following after her as she corners herself at the dead end that I knew was there. She pushes up against the rocks, trying to climb her way to the top, but she slides back down to the bottom from her wet skin and clothes.

Finally giving up she turns around to face me, pressing her back up against the rocks. She’s shivering in the cold, eyes darting from side to side trying to find a way out of this. I stalk towards her, eyes traveling up her body. Her dress is plastered to her, nipples poking out hard enough to cut glass. Her body has curves now, much different from the child I once saw. Walking right up to her I press my body against hers, pushing her hard into the rock behind her.

“Little Shadow, you didn’t run fast enough now did you? What a shame,” I whisper into her ear, stroking her wet hair back from her face as she eyes me with apprehension. “You weren’t supposed to be here today, Little Shadow, but I’m so glad you are. Do you have any idea how chasing you down has made me feel?” She shakes her head no, her body trembling against mine, seeking the warmth that I offer. My cock throbs in my pants against her hip as we stand there. She glances down and the look of horror on her face is comical as she realizes what it is. “Are you scared, Little Shadow?” I chuckle in her ear as I lick the side of her face, lapping up the salty tears that are falling from her eyes.

Taking a step back from her, I push her harshly to her knees. She lets out a whimper of pain as her knees hit the hard forest floor beneath her. Wrapping my fingers in her red hair I tug her head back, so she looks up at me, green eyes shining with unshed tears as her bottom lip trembles. Using my other hand I rip open my cloak, remove my belt, and yank my zipper down. Freeing my hard cock, it bobs in front of her face. Her eyes go wide with fear as she stares at it, her mouth gaping slightly with shock. I smirked down at her and said, “Now, why don’t you be a goodlittle shadow and listen to what Master Simon says? Suck my cock like your life depends on it, because it just might.”

Chapter Eight

Darkness looms over the rocks as the eerie shadow hovers over me. Dead leaves drift around his legs catching on my knees. I’m frozen and scared out of my wits as his words slowly sink in.Suck my cock like your life depends on it, because it just might.All while the question of who this hooded man is screams in my head. There’s no way men just go around telling women to do that. I’m terrified.

“Don’t test me, Little Shadow,” he growls. A hiss escapes my lips when he yanks my head back, viciously pulling my hair. It’s a reminder of what he said, that my life might depend on how well I can do something I've never done before. I've never seen, let alone felt one, and now I'm supposed to just put my mouth on it?

My eyes are glued to his penis, unable to look away. Eight metal studs hang off his length.

“What’s wrong with it?” The question flies out of my mouth before I can stop myself. I brave a glance up at him, and something flashes in the depths of his eyes hidden in his hood.

“Simon says open your fucking mouth,” he grits out. He brings his hand to my mouth, forcing it open before he plunges himself in. I gag around him, my hands immediately pushing against his thighs, trying to get him off me. He pulls back, and I think he’s going to stop but he doesn’t. The shadow man shoves himself back into my mouth, the metal pieces along the bottom of his length dragging across my tongue.

“Fuck,” he grunts above me.

I slam my eyes closed not wanting to witness his pleasure. Spit pools in my mouth, slipping out at the corners. Dad taught us never to hate, but I hate this man. I hate what he’s doing to me.

“Nah uh, open those emerald eyes for me,” he demands. Humiliation hits me as I listen to what I’m told. Tears form in my eyes as I open them, hating the evil smile plastered to his face. He thrusts harder into my mouth, my skull slamming against the rocks. Pain radiates down my neck and to my knees that dig into the cold ground.

“I never thought it would feel this good,” he mutters to himself. He forces himself harder into my mouth, and bile rises in my throat. I’m going to throw up if he doesn’t stop soon, and I can’t tell if he cares or not.

Shadow man moves back, narrowing his eyes at me.

“I don’t care if you throw up, you’re going to suck my cock until I finish in your pretty mouth,” he growls, as if he heard the voice inside my head.

“Please,” I try to beg. But he doesn’t care. He uses the opportunity and shoves himself back into my mouth. I’m a mess;my teeth drag over the top of his length and the bottom catches on each piercing.

The shadow man takes and takes from me. Not an ounce of him cares that I don’t want this, that I’m terrified, or that my life depends on how well I can do this. Why did the girls just leave me? I know none of us saw eye to eye. They think I’m weird, that their words didn’t hurt. But they did. It reminded me of my childhood. I was once again being bullied, but it wasn’t my sister this time. It was a group of them.

“Fuck, your mouth….” he groans above me. The gagging sounds coming out of my mouth are embarrassing, but he moans loudly, and I can’t make sense of his jerky movements. His hands cradle the sides of my face, my skull crushing into the rocks. His eyes meet mine, and something flashes in them, but just as it appears it’s gone.

“Such a good little shadow,” he murmurs. “I’m glad it was you…” He pulls out of my mouth. I don’t get a chance to think about what he meant when I’m coughing so hard, I’m sure I’ll throw up a lung. So much spit slips out of my mouth it’s disgusting.

“Please stop!” I beg, tears falling down my cheeks dropping to the ground. My skin breaks out in goosebumps as the wind picks up. My wet dress is plastered to my body like a second skin.

“I don’t think I can.” His voice carries so low I can barely hear him. I shake my head, petrified beyond belief at his words. Shadow man doesn’t give me a chance to ask or move before he’s placing the tip of his penis at my lips again.

“Open that whore mouth wider, Little Shadow.”

I mindlessly open my mouth allowing him to slowly move his length back in. This time he’s slower, careful not to crush my head against the rocks. I should be grateful, but how can I be? He’s forcing himself into me. I can’t breathe as he continues working himself into my mouth.

“That’s it, take my cock like a good girl,” he groans. His movements jerk, his balls hit my chin as my nose hits his pubic bone. I struggle to breathe as his eyes drop down to mine, and all I see is darkness. My nails dig into his clothed thighs, hoping I’m causing him some type of pain.

“F–fuck,” he stutters out before warm liquid shoots down my throat. I gag, pushing against his legs, but he doesn’t budge. His eyes slam closed as he throws his head back. Saltiness mixed with a hint of sweetness coats my tongue. He pulls out of my mouth, breathing heavily as he steps back. My hands drop to the ground, barely holding myself up as I cough and spit out whatever he shot into my mouth. Tears stream down my face at the overwhelming need to throw up. My hands tingle as I slowly reach up to shove my finger down my throat.

“Don’t you dare make yourself throw up, Little Shadow, because that’s the only piece of me you’ll willingly get.” I blink up at the shadow man just as his hand wraps around my neck. My eyes widen as the air slips from my lungs. My hands wrap around his wrist, begging him to stop. But he doesn’t. My brain becomes fuzzy, my eyes cross as my vision blurs, and darkness pulls me under.

Chapter Nine

My shadow’s motionless body lies on the cold ground before me. Her chest rises and falls with each breath she takes. I thought she was pretty before, but she’s breathtaking when she’s unconscious. Her wet hair is plastered to her head, and her cheeks are stained with tears and dirt scattered over her clothes and flesh. Lips swollen and cracked from the abuse that they just endured. Goosebumps rise on her skin as I watch over her, almost like she subconsciously knows about my sinister intent.

Leaning down I swipe the corner of her mouth where some of my release had collected. Admiring its sticky texture as I push it back inside her mouth, so she’ll have the taste of me even after she wakes. I rub my semen on her soft tongue, massaging it into every taste bud. If I could brand the taste on her tongue, I would.Once I’m satisfied she will taste me for the next few hours, I pick up her limp body and cradle it in my arms as I walk back towards the dense forest trees.

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