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She struggled, and fought, using every trick she knew that would not cause him permanent harm, but he was too strong, he had taught her most of the moves she was using, and he knew exactly how to counter them. She screamed his name, but she could tell by the look in his eyes that he was not in control of his actions.
She had seen this man in almost every conceivable situation over the last 9 years, and she knew his service record of the times before then, she had hacked into them back when he was such a bastard during the first mission, she had NEVER seen him as he was now!
He picked her up and bodily carried her into her bedroom, she kept struggling and caused them to bounce off the walls a few times along the way, but he eventually got her into the room, he shut the door behind them and he threw her down on the bed. He followed her, and landed right on top of her, using his full weight to hold her in place, he wrapped his legs around hers so she couldn't use them, and he held both her hands in just one of his, he ripped the tie off his neck with his free hand and tied both of hers together, she kept trying to headbutt him, but everything she tried he avoided. He threaded the spare material through the bars of the headboard and drew his hands harshly down from her now immobile hands, down her arms until he got to the top of the dress, he increased the pressure and slipped the material off her bust exposing her to the air and his eyes.
Oh God! Until he did that she harboured faint hopes that it was a mistake, a joke even maybe, though not in the slightest bit funny, but as she became exposed she saw his pupils widen even more, he grabbed her roughly and leant down and bit her! She tried to tear her hands free, but the bonds were getting tighter as she moved, she screamed in pain as he assaulted her with his teeth.
Now Samantha Carter had been bitten during sex before, hell, sometimes she had done the biting! But this was nothing like the other times, he was savage, he intended to draw blood, and when he did he licked it off, moaning as if he was getting off on it. She kept pleading with him, but she could tell he couldn't hear her, his hands were working at the dress, but it was tight and for some reason he seemed to forget that maybe there was a zip, he gave up and feasted on her breasts for a while, his rough handling and the bite marks making it so that she was not getting even slightly aroused by the actions.
Suddenly he sat back on his legs, which were still wrapped around hers, he reached for the hem of the dress and pushed it upwards, she ended up with a roll of material around her waist and he grabbed the new knickers she had bought and pulled them until they tore off her, he grabbed his own clothing, and managed to free himself sufficiently, he grabbed one of her legs and pulled it to the side, lifting himself free as he did so, he settled one leg between hers, then he freed her other, she had no way of closing them, and no way of causing him harm, she knew now, no matter who she was, no matter that she was a Colonel in the air force, she was still vulnerable to any man with the will and strength to take her.
She started crying, she couldn't help it, of all the feelings she could feel, helplessness was the worst, she thought. Her tears had no effect upon him except for the fact that he licked them from her face, he never attempted to kiss her, he was just taking what he needed, whatever that was.
He roughly penetrated her with his hand, finding her dry, he worked for a minute or so and when she didn't get much wetter he must have decided not to bother any more, he licked his land, and smoothed his saliva over his cock and then he pushed into her with it, grunting like a wild animal.
Sam started to withdraw slightly from what was happening, allowing him to do whatever he wanted with her body, without resistance, she analysed the situation, she knew the Jack O'Neill she knew would never do anything like this, he had not spoken a single word since the attack started, he was acting almost as if he had that virus from the land of light, bestial and violent, she tried to ignore the pain he was causing by driving into her unwilling flesh, the pull and burn of dry intercourse. Maybe someone else had got hold of the mimic device? Maybe this wasn't Jack O'Neill after all? She knew it was though, they could copy his voice, and his looks, but they could not copy the unique smell of him, no much as she wanted it to be true, she knew that this WAS Jack, just not… JACK!
She tried to pretend that they were making love, or even indulging in a quick fuck, but she couldn't, this was rape, nothing she could think of would convince her body of anything else, she couldn't lubricate herself to make it easier on them both, the drier she was the longer it would take him to come, which meant she had to suffer more.
"Jack, there's a bottle of lube in my draw" she said in a soft calm voice, hoping to communicate with whatever was controlling him. He never acknowledged that he heard her, he just kept driving into her.
He bit into her neck, this time not puncturing the skin, but hard enough that she would have a bruise the next day, then he moved down to her shoulders, and she closed her eyes as he worked his way back down to her breasts. Again he pulled at them with his hands, nipping the nipples roughly and causing pain to shoot through her, she groaned with it and that seemed to spur him on! He picked up the pace of slamming into her, moving his hands to hold her tight, to her shoulder with one and her hip with the other, every time she tried to lower her legs he pulled them back up and dug in with his fingers above the stockings, she knew she would have bruises there as well. Tears streamed down her face, she couldn't get her breath properly, she was one massive ache from the top of her legs to her neck.
He came with a wordless scream, driving with all his considerable muscles into her flesh for 3 short bursts. He collapsed on top of her, rested for a minute or so, making it even harder to breathe than before, and then he rolled over, off her and onto the floor, and he passed out.
