Chapter Twelve: Equality Broken, Crushed and Fucked to Death
As Talia continued at break-neck speed towards the cabin, Gordon and pals continued vaguely north, hoping Fox would be able to better triangulate a signal with the billions of dollars wrapped up in Applied Sciences.
At the cabin, a deep rumble reminiscent to approaching thunder emerged on Bane's chuckle as he stared down at Lia's sightless face.
Lia felt her bladder tighten and she clenched her pelvic floor as his deep chuckle trailed off into a ragged growl.
She kept as still as a carved marble monument as the fearsome man fumbled around with her handcuffs.
Lia felt a false hope spark but was vanquished as quickly as it started when he readjusted the cuffs, so she wasn't attached to the chair anymore. Before she could let herself start to wonder what the point to adjusting the cuffs were, his large hand closed around her upper arm and yanked her up and out of the chair.
Lia opened her mouth to scream and nothing but a low mewl fell from her lips as Bane tossed her towards the air mattress, where she landed among the faded sheets.
Lia struggled to sit upright and was met by the back of Bane's hand against her soft cheek as he knocked her back to the inflatable bed.
Bane stared down at Lia, her tangled fall of hair spread out around her like a silken halo, the rag over her eyes kept her tear-stained eyes sightless and off of him.
Bane's chest was heaving as his heart galloped in its opaque pericardial sac, nestled deep under the broad muscles of his chest as he continued to wordlessly stare down at her.
His nose flared when he detected the smell of her stale piss, fresh flowing fear, and innocence beneath it all. Bane salivated behind his mask as her scent became hypnotic and his lips pulled unto a cruel smile as his eyes zeroed in on her bleeding lip and patchwork of bruises.
Bane's respiration rate was growing high as he reached down and captured her ankle as she fruitlessly tried to retreat in any way she could. Lia cried out and kicked her free foot out at him erratically, feeling like he was made out of iron when her heel connected with the large muscle on the top of his thigh.
Bane grunted with the annoyed contact as his eyes began to practically glow from within, fresh coals dumped onto a steam locomotion smoldered behind his nearly blown pupils. His nervous system raced electrical stimuli throughout his body in time with the rapid pounding of his heart.
He tightened his grip on her ankle and tore her bra and thin panties free until she was clothed with just the muslin blindfold, every part of her vulnerable to his gaze and anything his mind could conjure.
Lia continued to struggle even in his unbreakable hold. Bane smiled behind his mask at her valiant attempts as he depressed a rarely used ivory button that released a strong nerve-receptor inhibitor which had the convenient of side-effect of engorging his cGMP levels and resulted in his cock rapidly hardening.
Despite the moment, Lia felt a flood of embarrassment wash over her as Bane settled his large hand over her smooth-shaven intimacy. Matt had asked her to shave before their romantic camping trip and she had done so with an excited trill running through her body, now she was mortified as she remembered running the plastic, pink razor delicately on her femininity until she was soft and bare.
Lia froze as she heard the metallic tinkling of him fumbling with his belt and the front of his pants, gasping for oxygen, Venom, and the furious want to bury himself to the hilt in her pink pussy as he yanked out his hardening cock.
"Don't stop struggling now Miss Gordon," Bane rasped mechanically before stealing her breath as he yanked her fully underneath him, pulling her thighs to either side of his muscular waist.
He felt a twinge in his cock and his nerve endings performed a tantalizing dance as they raced up and down his spine at the predatory fun of playing with your food before fucking it.
Bane shifted and dropped more of his weight on her, smashing her to the giving surface of the air mattress. Lia gasped as she felt his rigid cock pressing into the supple flesh of her inner thigh.
"You said you wanted a partner," she screamed up at him, not knowing what part of her body he was looking at it.
Lia continued when the masked man paused above her, still impossibly locked up in his embrace.
"Aren't partners equal though?" she gasped when she felt him move his painfully hard cock along the shell pink lips of her slit.
Bane hissed as he moved the sensitive head of his cock in slow circles around the opening of her tight, pink cunt.
"Do you feel equal?" he growled and squeezed his large hands into the supple flesh of her hips, his fingers threatening to rupture through her skin like squeezing an overripe, juicy melon.
"Do you?" Bane pressed with a melodical grunt as he teased the sensitive head of his cock in slow circles around her clit that was blooming from dormancy at his insistent touch.
"No!" Lia spit up to where she imagined his masked face, wishing she could see strings of her blood-tinged saliva dripping from the titanium infrastructure.
His deep chuckle resounded in the space between her rapidly increasing breathing as she suddenly found her eyes filled with his looming, masked face when he at once yanked the muslin rag from over her eyes.
Lia blinked rapidly as she tried to look everywhere at once but was faced with the wall of his musculature body and endless depths of his eyes as he saw inside her arterial intersection and each rung of her genetic strand.
"You want to be an equal partner?" Bane growled as he circled her tight opening and let the head of his cock nearly slide inside. He held her eyes as his cock ached for release and he pushed more insistently against her pink opening as she breathlessly began to gasp.
"My partner?" he murmured as he slipped his hand up to fumble at the rear metal clasps of his mask.
Lia held her breath as her abductor took a deep breath and after a series of mechanical hisses, removed the titanium and Kevlar mask.
"Say it," Bane ordered as Lia absorbed the ridged scars and malformations from the surgeon in The Pit.
The skin was pulled taut across cheekbones that could cut glass and covered the strong curve of his chin, thinner across his forehead that the temporal artery's shape could be traced with one's finger.
The surgeon's hands hadn't marred his masculinity or ability to make her uterine walls quicken and stimulate her ovarian follicles as though she was a fucking cat.
Bane grew tired of being in the position to ask for anything and with a primitive grunt slid his painfully hard cock inside her one inch at a time. He suppressed a shudder as his heavy cock burst through her thin shield of innocence.
Lia's lungs began to ache from the breath was holding and was only capable of making a series of strange noises as his thick rigidity stretched her wide, filling her until their intimate flesh kissed.
"Answer me," he demanded as he withdrew his hard length and thrust deeply until she yelped.
Lia felt herself half-nod. "I don't want to be your slave," she moaned on a cross between a hiccup and a sob.
"What does that look like to you?" he surprised himself by asking as his rhythm turned erratic and he fought for control over his body.
Bane changed his motion and soon had her fighting a low moan as he teased the soft spongy spot inside her tight cunt as he waited for her to answer.
Lia shook her head as her body temperature spiked and she fought from gasping at the electrical twinges of ecstasy shooting through her pussy.
"Not like this, don't treat me like an animal," she managed before tapering off into breathlessness and the sound of their wet flesh forcefully kissing was the next loudest sound.
"The only other place is next to me, by my side," Bane grunted as he smoothed out his uneven rhythm until he touched the deep place inside her that was a severe juxtaposition between pleasure and pain. He teased that spot with the head of his thick cock until she was bobbing her head, wanting him to stop whatever he was doing inside of her.
"Say it," he ordered.
"Yes, yes, just stop doing that," she panted anxiously and tried to shift without any success.
Bane shifted and traced the rough fingertips of his free hand along her swollen jaw and around her bruised lips as he held her gaze, feeling his balls tighten and pull up closer to his body as he knew he'd soon be hotly filling her.
Lia watched the scar that bisected his lips crinkle as his lungs spasmed, and he had to quickly fumble his mask back in place before he smoothed the rough pads of his fingers across her lips.
Bane dropped his masked face to the warm curve of her neck as he plunged himself as deep as he could and shuddered as his cock spilled his hot, sticky seed inside her.
Lia closed her eyes as he collapsed most of his weight against her, pushing her thighs wider and smashing her soft tits against the taut musculature of his chest as he breathed heavily behind his mask, sucking up the Venom to quell the upset in every part of his nervous system.
Lia would never know it for certain but in the quiet as his cock softened and slid out of her intimate center, she was certain the masked man murmured an apology against her flushed skin.