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He finds her through the underground club, she was suppose to be his next victim, but her strength and will, lure him in.

It was  on a Friday night, and Sage was bored as usual.

“My friends are all being boring bastards and staying in. It’s not my fault I can’t find someone that can keep me entertained,” she thinks to herself.

She sits on her laptop, looking for something to do, deciding to load up her favourite go to porn site and kill some time, she heads to the lesbian porn section and just as she does, she receives a pop up.

Now, she usually ignores these, but it catches her eye and intrigues her.

In big flashing letters, in front of her read, “LOOKING FOR YOUR OTHER HALF, CLICK HERE”

She says to herself, fuck it and clicks. It opens a page to a local underground club that she has heard of but thought it might be a little too exclusive for her to get into.

Just as she was about to click out of it, another pop up happens. “If you would like to join and feel you have what it takes, click here and provide your contact details, and we will be in touch.

“What have I got to lose,” she thinks as she punches her telephone number, name, and postcode. into the request slot.

“One of our local clubs will be in contact soon, it says, and as it auto deletes the page.

She finds it odd but no bother, and then her phone rings. It was her friend Lana, she was calling to apologise as she was supposed to be going out that night with her but her husband had surprised her with theatre tickets.

“It’s no bother, honest, I’m just here with my glass of wine, watching Magic Mike, with the cat on my legs.” She says laughing.

Just then, as she’s talking, her phone vibrates.

An anonymous text message that just reads, “Be at West Park 11.30pm tonight, look for a red rose”

With that, she tells Lana what she did.

“Your fucking nuts!” She says, clearly worried that he friend is going to go through with it.

“I’m not going to go, I just thought it would be funny to see if I got a response,” she says.

“Please dont, and I promise we will do something tomorrow,” Lana says, clearly knowing her best friends mindset.

“Love you, see you tomorrow,” Sage says, clearly dodging the question.

She hangs up downs the rest of her wine glass, and heads upstairs.

“Right what shall I wear, she says thinking you only live once so why not enjoy yourself.

She picks out her purple lace panties, no bra, with, her black mini skirt and and boob tube and just to be safe, the can of mace Lana gave her as a gag gift last Christmas.

She picks up her clutch bag, and heads out the door heart racing that she was going through with this.

“Lana is gonna kill me,” she thinks as she locks her front door and heads down the road, deciding to stop at the wine bar across the road from the park entrance for some Dutch courage.

She opens the door, all eyes staring at how alluring she was red hair flowing past her shoulders.

She heads to the bar and orders a large white wine and sits down at a table.

“Nice nipple piercings,” says a lecherous guy, clearly noticing it through her top, but she ignores him, focusing on the events the night might bring. He gets the hint and walks away.

She sips on her wine, looking at her watch, noticing 11.20pm. She finishes her drink and crosses the road, heading to the park entrance.

Its pitch black, apart from the streetlights across the road and her eyes adjust the the darkness as she gets further and further into the park, she comes across a dimly lit area right near a bench on the walkway.

She can hear every little thing, the foxes in the background , bats flying above her head from tree to tree she realises how eerie this situation is, but it’s also exciting her.

“What is wrong with me?” She says aloud. “I must be fucking nuts if I’m going to all this just to get laid”

She sits down at the bench, wondering pondering why she was even there.

It dawns on her. “Why wouldn’t I have just gone to a  private club like the one in Birmingham I saw that one time,” she thought.

She stands up, walking further into the forest. She looks at her watch, 11.33pm.

“It must have been a prank,” she thinks to herself. “Fuck it ill head back to that bar and see if there’s anyone better than the creep who came up to me”

She carries on walking back the way she came, seeing the entrance, as she got closer she saw a huge 6ft+ man, come from the shadows. She walks up to him and sees that he has a mask on.

A little bit scared by this, she is taken aback when she notices the 4 rose tattoos on his lower arm.

She remembers the text message and feels a bit more at ease.

“What’s with the mask, dude?” Sage says to him, perplexed.

He stares at her, tilting his head, like a dog trying to understand his owner.

The next thing she hears fills her with fear.

In a stern hoarse voice, “Run Little Red,” she hears him say, obviously a reference to her long flowing hair.

He has blocked the  entrance, and with all the traffic and noise, no one can hear her screaming for help. She turns round and heads for the opposite entrance on the other side of the park.

Running, crying her eyes out, she can’t think of anything else but survival. She heads to a built-up area, the middle of the park, and kneels down.

Her thinking was that he would assume she was heading to the exit, so if she hides where she is, she can wait it out.

This did seem like a good idea until she hears a noise and breathing behind her. The fear in her chest realised when she heard

“Game over little red, you’re mine now,” he says as he grabs her hair and pulls her to an even more.secluded part of the park.

Immediately, he pushes her against the closest tree, standing her up towering above her. He gets his hand around her throat, smelling her hair and kissing her neck.

She lets out a whimper as he does this.  Lifting up her skirt, he rips off the underwear she has on and puts it in his pocket. He takes off. She drops her purse, as he slides 2 fingers inside her tight little pussy, looking in her eyes keeping eye contact as he does it. She starts to get wet, feeling her pussy contracting as he slides his fingers in her deeper.

“Omfg this is so fucked up, but why am I enjoying this” she says to herself.

He expertly fills her with two fingers and simultaneously rubs her clit with his thumb. She is in heaven and he can see it. He hasn’t taken his eyes off her the whole time, the piercing blue eyes looking at her through that mask.

She starts to buck as her pussy grips his fingers and it gushes wave after wave of cum down his hand as if she is trying to literally water the roses.

Her legs buckle, and he immediately throws her to her knees. Taking out what can only be described as a monster from his jeans and grabbing the back of her head.

At this point, Sage is completely at his mercy as she opens her mouth in anticipation, as wide as she can. He grabs the back of her head and throat fucks her so vigorously that she thinks she will pass out or puke.

As it turns out, she was right and she gags all over his cock. She comes up for air as she does, going back to trying to tame this monster.

He has his cock firmly in her throat now and is fucking her mouth, thrusting his hips as he gets fully invested in filling her throat with cum.

Sage manages to pull away from his cock and is able mutter Two words.

“Fuck me” she screams to him, as she gets off her knees and stands up. He pushes her against the tree again,  kicking her legs apart and lifting one of them up with his forearm. He aims his cock right at her pussy as she braces herself.

He teases her clit first, gently brushing the tip with her now throbbing clit,  wanting to see how long she could cope, making her wait for the inevitable pain she would feel as he starts to enter her.

He puts the tip of his uncut cock, right at her pussy lips and slides the tip in, he looks into her eyes as they buldge, not believing just how big this monster was and how she was gonna take it all in.

He doesn’t give her a chance, he thrusts in and makes her take all 9 inches and she immediately buries her head into his shoulder taking a bite so hard she breaks the skin, he seems to enjoy this though.

She looks up and even through the mask, she is sure he is smiling as he continues to use her pussy. She’s not scared at all, and she just takes every single inch, deeper and deeper, until she feels him getting faster.

Then with a guttural roar he unloads a copious amount of cum into her unprotected womb. she wraps her arms around him as he continues for a full 10 seconds, filling her with more seed than she has ever taken before.

She lifts his chin, looks at him, and kisses him through the mask.

“I have no clue who you are, but I cannot leave here without knowing how to contact you again.” She says.

He says “Don’t worry little red, you will see me again,” and he pulls out of her tucking himself back in his jeans as he looks down and sees all his juices quite literally escaping from her very satisfied pussy.

He kisses her on the cheek and heads to the other entrance. She heads to the pub, not wanting to go right home as she wants to stay awake and remember this night.

It was now 1.30am, the pub calls last orders, and  she orders a rub and coke and heads to the same chair she frequented earlier.

Ironically the same lowlife comes up to her and asks her name but this time she tells him to fuck off and he disappears rail between his legs. “She knew the only man she wanted was her Park Prince and no one would hold a candle to how he treated her.

She finishes her drink, feeling her pussy still throbbing from the wanton destruction and she discretely slips her fingers into her pussy, coating them in his cum and she slips them in her mouth.

She needed to taste him again. Like a drug addict craving another hit.

She gets up, walks out the door and heads down the road slower than earlier as her legs feel like they are going to buckle.

She let’s herself in realising that her front door was no longer double locked. She vividly remembers locking it a few hours ago cause Lana wouldn’t stop telling her to do so. She heads inside but with caution.

She looks around downstairs. All the lights are still off  and the only lights appear from the cars going past the windows illuminating the way.

She goes to the kitchen and gets a glass of water and heads up the stairs towards her bedroom. She walks along the landing and notices her bedroom door open. It wasn’t before, she pushes the door and notices a single rose on her bed and a note.

TBC