***This chapter contains non-consensual sex involving adults! This may be disturbing to some readers. Reader discretion is strongly advised! If you are offended by this type of story, turn back now!***

Chapter 1

He wanted a child to carry on his legacy. His first attempt failed seven years ago. This time would be different. He wouldn't use a diva. Divas are too strongly willed. This time he would find someone that wouldn't be missed. Someone he could break and control.

He'd watched her for months. She was all alone in the world. Diana Webber was twenty years old, and lived alone in a rat infested hole of an apartment building. She had no real friends.

Diana was small. She was five feet two inches tall and weighed only a hundred pounds. She had dark brown hair with blue eyes. Her smile was perfect. He was going to have fun breaking her. He was actually looking forward to it.

He waited in the shadows of her apartment for her to come home. When she came in, she dropped her purse on the ragged couch in her living room, She was so happy to finally make it home safely. Freaks roamed the streets and dark ally ways late at night. It was going on three a.m.

He quietly snuck up behind her, and wrapped his arm around her tiny body and lifted her off the ground. Before she could scream, he covered her throat with is hand and choked her until she passed out.

He threw her over his shoulder, grabbed her purse intending to destroy anything with her name inside of it, and put her in the back of his SUV.

Diana bolted up into a seating position when she woke up. She remembered being attacked and choked. She thought she was going to die. She put her hand on her bruised and sore throat. Looking around, she noticed she was in a dimly lit room. She was sitting on a bed, but she was naked. Someone had stripped her. Had she been raped while she was unconscious?

Suddenly, she heard something move. Holding her breath she scanned the room. Then, she saw him. He was a giant! He looked to be about seven feet tall and had to weigh close to three hundred pounds, if not more! He had long curly brown hair that hung passed his shoulders. His eyes were mismatched and he wore a mask.

Instinctively, she tried to run toward to the door. The giant was too fast! He grabbed her and threw her back on the bed. She was thrashing, kicking, and screaming. She was terrified! He had hurt her when he grabbed her.

He put both of her small hands in one of his giant hands and held them down above her head. He put most of his weight down on her so she couldn't get away. She began to cry.

"Shh," he was saying. "Shh. Stop crying, Diana. I'm not going to kill you."

Startled, she whimpered, "How do you know my name?"

Stroking her hair with his free hand, he said, "I know everything there is to know about you."

"What do you want?" she asked fearfully.

"You'll find out in time," he whispered to her.

"Please don't hurt me. Let me go. I won't tell anyone. I promise, please!" she pleaded.

Smiling evilly, he put a finger over her lips to silence her. "You know there is no chance of that happening, Diana. And you also know that I am going to hurt you."

She began to scream loudly. He smacked her on her face. He didn't smack her hard, just hard enough to get her attention.

She stopped screaming and began sobbing, begging him to let her go.

"Tell my something, Diana. Are you still a virgin?" he asked with a cruel tone.

Her eyes widened at this question. "How did you know that?" she screamed at him.

He slapped her again. "Do not scream! I am not screaming at you, Diana. If you scream again, I will smack you so hard, you will see stars for a week! Do you understand?"

She nodded her response, still crying, but not screaming.

"I told you, I know everything about you. One of the reasons I chose you is because you are pure. That's what I want. I also chose you because you have no one to miss you. No one will report you missing," he said.

She cried harder knowing he was right. She was at his mercy, If he had any.

Continuing with his explanation of what was to come, he said, "I'm going to make you mine. It won't hurt as much if you lay still and accept it. Now, I'm going to stand up do I can get more comfortable. If you try to run, you will regret it. Do you understand?"

She nodded, but he pulled her hair painfully making her cry out. "I want to hear you say it," he said impatiently.

"Yes, I understand," she said.

He slowly released her hands, watching her carefully. He took most of his weight off of her, allowing her to breathe easier. Still watching her carefully, he stood to his full height he took off his shirt, allowing Diana to see that he was very muscular. There would be no fighting him off. His arms alone were as big as both of her legs put together. She fearfully watched him unbutton his jeans and slide them down taking them off. He watched her face as he removed his boxer shorts. He enjoyed watching her fear when she was his size and length. She knew, this was going to be painful.

When she moved to run, he grabbed her back down on the bed. Pinning her small hands above her head again, he said, "Do you really want this to hurt more than it's already going to?"

She was too afraid to speak, she shook her head instead.

Smiling another evil smile, he forced her legs apart with one of his knees. Growing desperate with fear, she said, "Please don't do this. Please."

He stroked her face and said, "Shh. It'll be over soon. I promise. But I meant what I said, it's going to hurt. This is your first time and I am not a small man by any means."

She began to sob louder, squeezed her eyes shut, and turned her head. She gasped when she felt him at her opening. He roughly grabbed her chin with his thumb and finger. Turning her head back, he said, "I want to look at you."

When he felt her body tense up, he said, "It won't be as painful if you relax. Keeping your body tense will only hurt you, not me."

When she didn't relax, he shrugged his shoulders and said, "Suit yourself."

He entered her just a little. She made a whimpering noise. A little more of him was pushed inside her. He withdrew from her and thrust back inside her completely burying himself. She screamed loudly at the pain. It felt as if he were tearing her in half on the inside. Her pain seemed to drive him. He couldn't believe how tight she actually was. Her face was so beautiful to him when it was contorted on pain. He thrust again, not giving her time to adjust to him, causing her to scream more. She was begging him to please stop. His thrusts were fast and hard and cruel. When he climaxed, he finally granted her wish and withdrew from her.

She lay beneath him crying and shaking from the pain. He had taken her virginity. He had caused her so much pain She knew she was bleeding from his assault.

Without speaking, he rolled off of her and dressed himself. She watched him as he walked to a door on the far side of the room and opened it. He reached inside and turned on the light. Coming back to her, he said with a commanding tone, "Diana, look at me." When she obeyed, he continued. "I will never hurt you like that again if you never give me a reason. Do you understand?"

She nodded, but he reached down and grabbed a handful of her hair. "I want to hear you say it!"

"Yes, I understand, yes," she cried grabbing his hand trying to free herself.

"Good. As long as you know who is in control."

Roughly letting her go, he said, "Get yourself cleaned up." With that, the giant evil man left the room. She heard him lock the door behind him.

She easily and slowly raised herself to a seating position. She could feel the soreness in her bones. She carefully stood and winced at the pain. Slowly walking to the bathroom, she turned the water on. She turned the hot water as high as she could stand it. Stepping under the water, she scrubbed her skin.

Turning off the water, she grabbed a towel and dried off. She noticed a pair of panties and a cotton dress were on the counter. She put them on and stepped out of the bathroom.