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Neither the characters nor the story are of my property, they belong to their respective authors.

This story is a dark stalker romance with extreme dubious situations.

Please proceed with caution.

Sakura

Coming home from work, I have a bad premonition of what's waiting on the other side of my door before I even unlock it.

As soon as I'm inside the apartment, I realize I was right.

Before I left for work, I'd replied to some emails on my laptop, and I left it on my desk where the cats couldn't get to it. But now, the laptop is on my coffee table in the living room, and Mr. Bingley's sitting on it.

I know for a fact I didn't leave it there, and my lips form a thin line as I double-lock the door after entering. He's been in here. I just know it.

It's late, and I'm exhausted. I don't want to worry about Itachi right now, and I'm in a delirious state as I lock all the doors and double-check to make sure all the windows are closed. Forcing myself not to think about Itachi, I feed and play with the cats before dragging myself into the bathroom.

I take a long, scalding hot shower and slip under the covers of my bed naked. The sheets feel silky soft against my skin, and I relish the feeling of them against my tired body. I don't allow myself to think about Itachi at all. Instead, I focus on getting comfortable and letting my weariness take over.

Still, it takes me an hour of tossing and turning to finally fall into a dreamless sleep.

I don't know what wakes me up first, but when my eyes open, I become acutely aware of two things.

One, I can't move.

Two, there's someone else in my room.

I open my mouth to scream, but before a sound can escape my lips, a hand stuffs something in my mouth. It's silky and soft and lacy, and with horror, I realize they're my panties, scrunched up into a ball.

All of a sudden, I'm fully awake, my heart hammering in my chest as I look up at my hands. They're handcuffed to my bedposts by the wrists, and I can barely move them. I let out a cry.

The room is enveloped in semi-darkness, the only light coming from the streetlights outside. I already know this has something to do with Itachi – it has his signature written all over it, and I had no doubt he'd try to fuck with my head again after our last disastrous encounter.

A dark figure appears before me. I recognize it as him from his black hoodie that is once again pulled over his head. He's holding something, and all I see is the glint of a smile as he walks up to me, raising his hand.

I shrink back, getting ready to scream, but my lips wrap around a ball instead.

Itachi forces a ball gag into my mouth, tightening the buckle behind my head before I can utter a sound. My heart is pounding, waves of adrenaline rushing through my body. My mouth is already responding to the forced object inside it, and a dribble of saliva runs down my chin. I whimper as Itachi's hand lingers on my cheek, comforting me without saying a word.

There are so many things I want to say to him, but he won't give me the chance. Instead, he moves his hand from my cheek down to my neck, squeezing and cutting off my breath. I choke and sputter, more spit dripping from my gagged mouth.

Suddenly, I remember the laptop.

Did he look at it? Did he see it? My shame? My filthiest fantasies, all of them saved in neatly organized order for my viewing pleasure. The thought that he's forced himself into my life this way, stolen even more of my secrets, pisses me off, and I thrash wildly against my handcuffs in a desperate attempt to get the hell away from him.

He reappears and gets on top of me, and when he pulls the duvet off my body, there's not an inch of my skin that remains hidden. Why on earth did I decide to sleep naked tonight? I let out a muffled groan as Itachi forcefully parts my legs. The moonlight reveals his face – he's wearing a stoic mask, but the vision breaks apart when he smirks.

"I'm only giving you what you want, Petal," he tells me in a low growl before burying his head between my legs.

He sucks and licks me to the point my limbs start hitting the bed. I don't know whether I'm scrambling to get away from him, or to get more. His touch feels like fire, and my body wants to be licked by its flames.

"Don't tell me this isn't what you've been hoping for," he speaks up again from between my legs. "I've seen your browsing history, you dirty slut."

Instantly, my cheeks are aflame and Itachi smirks, chuckling at my obvious discomfort. "Yes, Pet, I've seen it all. Every filthy little fantasy you've ever had, all spelled out for me. And then it fucking hit me."

He slaps my pussy without warning, hard enough to make me yelp and send shockwaves through my body. I hate how much I love it, and shame keeps burning me from the inside as Itachi goes on.

"You want this, slut. You want to be used, degraded. You want a fucking stalker, don't you? You want someone to follow you in the dead of the night, but that's not enough, is it?"

I cry out as my mouth fills with more saliva, but he pays me no mind, continuing his monologue.

"You want your stalker to take you. To drag you into a dark alley and treat you like the filthy little slut you are."

He unbuckles his belt and hungry, muffled moans fill the air when he takes out his engorged cock. It takes me a moment to realize the moans are coming from me.

" I'm here to give you what you want, Pet. I'll always know your nos mean yes, please, more. Always fucking more."

Hot tears begin to spill from my eyes, and I shut them tightly. I tell myself I don't want this, but it's a lie – it's obvious from the way I'm responding. In a way, I'm thankful Itachi has gagged me – otherwise I'm sure I'd embarrass myself further by begging for more.

He plunges his cock inside me in one long, fluid motion that makes me mewl out loud. Itachi doesn't make love; he fucks me like he hates me. Punishing punches of his cock inside me make me wide awake and, within the third thrust, I'm already moaning, trying to shape the word please as best as I can through my gag.

I want him to do this to me. Not only because of the punishment, but also because this is my wildest fucking fantasy. Itachi is letting me live to the very last detail.

My first orgasm takes me by surprise, ripping through my body with a shocking combination of force and need. Itachi fucks me like I'm just a doll, driving his cock inside me like he's merely using my holes to get off. Like he doesn't give a shit whether I'm enjoying this or not. To my horror, it only serves to turn me on more.

"You filthy slut," he murmurs in my ear. "Dressed that way. Tempting every fucking man. You knew this was going to happen, didn't you, Petal? You wanted to get raped."

Another orgasm, this time even more heart-pounding than the last. I'm groaning, whimpering, when he finally pulls the gag free. I'm still handcuffed, gulping down sobs as he rolls the ball all over my pussy, soaking it in my juices.

"Be nice and quiet now, Pet."

I nod, my bottom lip shaking. Wordlessly, I watch him make the ball drip with my juices before shoving it back in my mouth.

"I want you to taste what I'm tasting. The sweetest little cunt I've ever had. How is anyone supposed to resist you, Petal? Every man dreams of raping that filthy cunt of yours."

He lifts my legs apart and plunges his cock in again. Fucks me hard and fast and relentless. I stop counting after the third orgasm. Stop existing after another hour of his torture. It's like he's determined to break me with the sheer force of his cock. I'm coming apart beneath him and he doesn't even care, fucking me into such a mess I'm soaked in tears, spit and my own juices.

I don't know how much later it is, but I'm gasping for air when he removes the gag again.

"Nice and quiet, remember?" He reminds me, and I nod breathlessly. "Good girl, Petal. Now I'm going to give you a special present because you were so good tonight. You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

I nod again as he lovingly touches his fingertips to my cheeks. He's so gentle.

But not for long.

He slaps my cheek, hard. The shock is enough to make me drip and I stare into his eyes defiantly.

"More," I whisper.

His lips lift in a dark, cruel smirk. "You want to be hit again?"

I nod.

He backhands me.

The sting of the slap feels surreal – surreal enough to make my legs open wide. Surreal enough to have my juices leaking from me.

"Again," I say, still trying to catch my breath.

He slaps me again, from left to right and right to left and when I cry out it's because I'm coming. Coming as he hits me. Jerking my hips like a slut as the shock of each slap has my body reeling.

I just came by being hit and called a slut.

Oh, God.

Oh. My. Fucking. God.

The shame of it all is too much to bear, and I bury my head in the pillow while Itachi plunges his cock into me and fucks me like a wild animal. He's relentless, driving his cock into me as he leans down to whisper in my ear.

"Good girls get rewarded. You know I didn't put on a rubber, don't you?"

"N-No," I lie.

"Oh, you know. And you fucking love it, just like last time. Maybe next time I'll take your pills away, too. Make sure when I feed this tight cunt with my seed, it'll take it all."

I cry out a pathetic whimper. I've never been used and abused like this, fucked so hard I don't even remember how long it's been before I had a cock inside me. I'm a puppet now, doing anything he says. And I've never been more turned on in my life.

"Beg me to fill you up. Beg for my cum."

"Please," I manage.

"Properly." He slaps my pussy hard and I erupt in dry sobs. "No more fucking drama, Pet. Beg."

"Please, Ita... Fill me up, I want it."

"More."

"I want to drip with you... I want to feel your seed inside me when you leave."

"Good girl." He grabs my neck, his black eyes connecting with mine as he drives himself inside me again, then stays in place. I feel his enormous cock throbbing in me, and it's enough to drive me wild. "Feel that, Petal? That's my cock fucking claiming you because you're mine. Only mine."

He starts off slow, easing out of me, before slowly pushing all the way deep. He feels enormous. I know he's ready to blow. I clench my pussy around him when he's buried deep and it's enough to make him hiss.

"Slut," he says, tightening his grip on my throat as he fucks me fast until it really does feel like I'm on fire.

I come one last time as he unloads inside me. When he pulls out, he immediately replaces his cock with his fingers, fucking his hot cum into me.

"Don't let a drop go to waste," he tells me. "All of it inside you. Want it here, Pet? Want me to massage it into your clit?"

"Yes," I whisper. "Fuck it into me, too..."

"My greedy little slut." He watches in fascination as my body eagerly responds, then sighs, stepping away and pulling his pants up. "I'll be back for more, Pet. You're a good little rapeslut now. You'll do this for me again and again."

He undoes the handcuffs, and my arms lie limp by either side of me.

Itachi leaves a tender kiss on my cheek and whispering one last good girl in my ear.

Then, just like that, he's gone.