I could feel his warm breath on my face as he stared into my eyes. Ever so slowly, as though making sure I had time to envisage what was about to happen, he brought my lips to his. But this time it wasn't only our lips. I could feel my chest rub against his and I could feel as my groin brushed against the top of his hip bones. He slid one of his legs between mine and I could sense every ounce of heat rush to two places. One was my cheeks as they lit up beet red and the other... the other was the place where his leg was rubbing against. I tried to squeeze my legs together in some foolish attempt to stop him from bringing about any more of my desire. But his was in the way. When he felt the pressure of my legs pressing against his, he slipped his tongue into my mouth and used his other hand to grasp my body just above my ass and pull me towards him.

I let out a small sound of pleasure that signalled my loss of control, "Nn".

In that instant I was sent flying across the room and landed on the chaise lounge almost tipping it over. Her wandered over to me, again leaving me ample time to envisage what was to come.

"You may have been intent on leaving before, but I'll make it so you'll never want to leave me again. I'll bend every ounce of your will so you'll never desire anything but me. I'll make you forget everything you ever valued. I'll fill your mysterious body with my pleasure."

He stopped in front of me, his imposing frame towering over as his eyes caught the setting sun and flashed red. I was paralysed with fear. I thought to myself, 'I'm strong. I have mastered haki as well as my devils fruit. So why... Why can't I move? Move... MOVE!'

It was too late. The commanding presence before me had begun to envelope my body in his. I could feel a warm hand slide beneath my shirt and trace the curves of my back all the way to my hairline. The other grabbed that same shirt and tore it from me, uncovering my white bra and small, round breasts. He placed his hand on my chest, almost covering both breasts with his outstretched fingers. His lips fell on the nape of my neck sending shivers down my spine.

The hand he had on my back had been repositioned between my legs, gently fiddling with the edge of my short shorts. The strings I felt earlier were pressing against my hip bones, but instead of holding me, they ripped through my shorts, making light work of them, as they fell away from my body. Those strings also tore my panties leaving my lower body completely exposed. I put my chin to my chest, pressing my eyes closed as I had two hands on his chest, vainly trying to push his impressive form as far away from me as I could. But it was indeed in vain. Somehow in the time he had been ridding me of my cloths, he had also managed to get rid of his. A single hand lifted my body to his and I could feel something hot slide between my legs. I could account for both his hands, so that meant it was...

Pain filled my insides. I was still a virgin up until this moment and my hymen had remained intact, until one single thrust had shredded 19 years chastity. The blood may have been acting as a lubricant, but the torn flesh was stinging as his heat pushed deeper inside me. My legs where pushed further apart so the entirety of his shaft could penetrate me to the hilt.

I moaned in both unimaginable pain and undeniable pleasure, "Nn, ah... ahhh."

I couldn't see it, but I could feel his smile as I lost control of my voice, letting the sound escape from my lips. Lips that were moistened by the blood as I bit into them, trying desperately to suppress the sound of my torture.

In a burst of anger I mustered every shred of my strength into a single strike which pushed him into the chairs back, toppling the chaise lounge. We rolled from the back of the lounge onto the cool wooden floors. In that moment I had escaped his grasp as he had rolled further away from the lounge than I had. I was on my stomach with my hands stretched out in front of me. I went to pull them into my body to push myself up, but a larger hand caught them first and pinned them to the ground. His body lowered itself onto mine.

"That wasn't very nice. As it happened, I was rather enjoying myself, Fufufu." That laugh... I swear that laugh will haunt me until the day I die. Maybe even in my afterlife.

His cock pressed against my ass cheeks, sliding lower, between my legs, as he then rammed it inside me. It felt as though my organs were being push out of the way to make room for his immense size. With each thrust it felt as though he was reaching deeper and deeper inside me. My body felt as though it was melting, physically transforming into a fluid heat. The pain had almost subsided and the pleasure was building inside. Each time he moved and I could feel not only his cock, but also his chest and his arms and his lips touching places that had never been touched before. He groaned in satisfaction as his warm liquid filled my insides. Defiling places that were meant to remain unpolluted (at least until I found the man I love). My purity had been taken by this man. He'd stolen it, and with it he was shredding every degree of sanity I had left, filling me with nothing but him. Just like he said he would.