I heard the sound of Leda beating against the trunk. Her fear was intoxicating to me. I’d always dreamed of doing this before, but never found a woman brave enough.

As I pulled the car up to a wooded area on the grounds behind Seven, muffled cries came from the trunk. I wondered if she knew it was me. I’m sure she suspected, but it was her uncertainty that was driving her wild. 

Suddenly, the sky opened up, and rain began pouring down. Perfect.

Throwing the car into park, I pulled the ski mask back over my face. I wanted her uncertainty prolonged for a few more minutes. The rain drenched me as I flung the trunk open. 

There she was curled up in the fetal position sobbing quietly. Her gag was still in her mouth muffling her cries. Rain began to hit her face causing her to jump.

Her wrists were still bound tightly behind her back. She squirmed as I lifted her out of the trunk.

As soon as her feet hit the ground, she attempted to run. Easily, I caught her about the waist and pushed her against the car. The rain continued to pour down upon us soaking us to the skin. 

Shivering, Leda stood there pinned as I slipped the blindfold from her face. I removed the gag. 

“Who are you? Why are you doing this?” She screamed her voice hoarse from crying. Her blue eyes were wide with fright. I could feel the fear coursing through her veins. It was intoxicating.

I ran my hands up her sides feeling her body through her soaking wet clothes. The rain was quite cold making us both shiver. 

She sucked in her breath as I gripped her sides firmly pulling her to me. Still wearing the ski mask, I pressed my mouth to hers. She twisted her head to the side. 

“Leda,” I whispered yanking the ski mask off tossing it to the ground.

“Colt,” she smiled briefly looking relieved. But I wasn’t done. I wanted to see that fear in her eyes, to see her broken and then made whole.

“Turn around,” I growled. Instantly, she complied as I slipped the binds off of her wrists. Her flesh was torn and bloodied. Thunder crashed overhead as the winds whipped through the trees. 

“Colt.” Leda’s voice quivered.

“Shut up,” I ordered.

I spun her back around to face me. Her beautiful face was wrinkled with worry as she studied my eyes. I could feel the fear returning to her. An excitement I’d never known began to build within me.

“I will give you a head start. When I count to three, I want you to run as fast as you can towards that shed.” I gestured to an old, ramshackled maintenance shed a few thousand feet away. 

She blinked as the rain coursed down her face. It was dark outside, and there was only a dim light shining from the shed. The terrain was rugged and now very muddy due to the rain. It would be difficult to run through. 

 But that’s just the way I wanted it. 

Leda opened her mouth to speak, but I placed my finger to her lips. 

“No questions. Just do it.”

“One…two…three!” I counted down. Leda leaned forward on her right foot and began to run. The rain was coming down in sheets now, and I waited a moment before racing after her. It only took a few seconds for me to catch up with her. Tackling her, we fell to the wet ground. Rolling around in the mud, I quickly overpowered her. 

I pinned her arms above her head as I straddled her gazing down in her face. The water poured off of me as the rain fell. Lightening flashed across the sky as illuminating us for a brief second. 

Quickly, I ripped her dress off yanking her bra down roughly. She winced with pain as I roughly caressed her. 

“Colt,” she murmured.

“Don’t talk until I say.” 

I tore my own shirt off and unzipped my pants. The wind howled loudly all around us. 

She laid there numbly as I pulled her panties off. This wasn’t what I wanted. I didn’t want mere compliance.

She needed to fight back.

“Leda, don’t just lie there and take it. I’m about to take you against your will.”

She looked up at me blinking several times. 

“You told me no talking.”

I felt my cock deflate. This wasn’t right at all.

“Dammit, Leda, is this how your grandfather got you all those years ago? Did you just lie there? What about all those other guys who used you as a teenager? Did your grandfather make you into a slut so you would spread your legs for any guy who so much as spoke to you? God, Leda, I don’t want a fucking Barbie doll who lies there like a dead fuck!” 

Leda’s face hardened. 

“How dare you say that to me? Fuck you, Colt!” She screamed. I pinned her arms back again behind her head.

That’s more like it. I wanted to see that fire burning within her.

“Really, Leda? That’s the best you’ve got? Fuck me? How about fuck you?” I laughed as I released her with one hand to fist my throbbing cock readying it to enter her. 

“Is this why you cut yourself? You hate yourself so much you want to die whenever you remember what he did to you?”

I cupped her face with my other hand squeezing her cheeks. 

“Tell me, Leda, how much you hate yourself. Tell me how much you hate him.”

She remained silent for a moment. Thunder shook the sky again.

I slapped her lightly back and forth as my cock ached with need. I wanted to be inside her so badly.

But not yet.

“Fucking tell me, Leda! How much do you hate yourself?” I screamed over the pounding of the rain.

Suddenly, her voice tore through me.

“I FUCKING HATED IT! I HATED HIM! THE FEELING…OH GOD, THE FEELING OF HIS FUCKING BEARD SCRATCHING MY LEGS…” she broke off in sobs.

“More, Leda, tell me more.”

“I FUCKING HATE HIM! Every second, every single time he was with me. The stench of his Old Spice cologne made me want to puke. The old razor straps he used to spank me with cutting into my thighs...and I, I…let it happen. Oh God, I never…I never…fought back.” She choked on her words, sobbing.

“Leda, that’s not all. Tell me how much you hate yourself because of it.”

Her head twisted from side to side her blonde hair turning brown with mud.

“Most of all, I HATED MYSELF! I never told anyone for years. I just…just let him do it. I didn’t know what else to do. I thought it was my fault…my fault. I still…think about it.” She cried her tears mixing with the rain.

Lightening raced through the sky as lighting her face a moment. The pain was evident in her eyes.

“That’s why you cut, isn’t it?”

“YES! I fucking deserve to hurt. I want to hurt so that I can feel...something…anything even if it’s pain.”

There it was. 

Instantly, I shoved my hard cock inside her. She moaned loudly as I bared down upon her. I could taste her sweet pain, and it was delicious to me. 

Immediate catharsis. 

As I drove deep inside her, I could feel her fire burning me threatening to overtake me, and I was ready to drown inside her.

I wanted her to burn me with her pain. I wanted to feel every inch of it.

“Leda,” I whispered leaning forward as I continued to churn my cock inside her. “You’re mine now.”

“I know,” she whispered.

Brushing her hair back from her face, I touched my lips to hers.

Now she was broken.