Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. "Isn't a lovely evening?" the man asked the young lady who sat next to him on the bus. It was a beautiful evening, the sun was setting, pinks, gold, and wistful whites. The clouds lined the mountains , perfect in every aspect. Nothing could kill this moment, he has picked the mark, and she was a lovely little thing. Her face was smooth, unblemished by years of makeup. Nothing loose sagging about her features, she was well fit. Her arms were nice, her breast - lovelier. She was not that old, she could be less than twenty years old or maybe younger. He hoped the latter. The bus ride was approximately three hours long, a voyage he was willingly to take to finish this day out with an exploding ending. When the bus stopped he waited being the last person off the bus, getting lost in the crowd with his mindset on the price. She dug out her phone, dialing, and talking rather loudly on the phone. She was totally oblivious to everything that was going on around her. He picked up the pace as she went up out of the bus station. The sun was fully set, the lamplights flickered, as he kept twenty steps away , watching. The housing was crummy, and it kept digressing . He didn't mind, the grungier it got , no one would say anything ... "Shhh." He whispered to her as he stepped behind her at her house. "Don't say anything, you can scream, and holler. And , from what I can tell, you're not very close with you neighbours..." Her body tensed, as was expected, he knew what would happen----- she would whimper, ask for him to let her go. Then she would just give up, it was a typical survival ploy, but nothing ever happen. They didn't fight very hard, and that is what he enjoyed most of all. She opened her door, and he followed behind her. He turned the lights on in the livingroom, they continue walking. "Bedroom." He demanded, "I don't have all night." So she quickened her pace to the upstairs bedroom, him following right behind her. His hand caressing her lowerback. They walked to the bedroom, he turned the light on. "I want you to take off your clothes," he smiled, "I want to watch you slowly take off your clothes." So she began undressing, unclasping the buttons from her blouse, slowly, seductively pulling it off her her shoulders, dropping to the floor, she worked on the zipper of her skirt, it slipped down slowly--- on it's own, very traditionally yummy. She unclasped the bra, letting it drop as she pulled off her panties. He watched as she stepped out of her underwear, her breast plump, moving slightly. "Mmmm." He pulled out his cock, and started stroking himself as she just simply stood there, "Now get on all fours, and wwalk to me. " She looked at him scared, but she did as she was told. He was fully aware that she never said a word maybe she is shy?? Which would totally be perfect, he never slept with someone who never spoke, maybe It would be better without them talking. He calmly stroke his cock as he watched her breast wobble he loved how plump and vivacious she looked. He loved it, she paused right in front of him. She looked completely frightened out of her mind. "You know what I am wanting" He grinned at her. She gulped - she knew what he wanted Everyone knew what men loved, and it was the mouth of a slut around their cocks. Sucking delightfully, enjoying every minute of it. Completely worshipping the man's cock, and that's exactly how this slut did, minus the enthusiasm which he did not mind. Just the warmth of her mouth, moving up and down on him. He grasped hold of her hair, and pressed it until it hit the back of her throat. She gagged--the only sound she has made throughout this whole ordeal , he kept pressing until her throat gave way, allowing him access to her whole mouth. He kept going, until he felt like he was about to explode. "you are an easy one aren't you?" he teased as he pulled her off himself, "You're very easy." She just nodded, looking away from him. She slouched, as he got himself up. He grabbed her hair and pulled her towards the bed, he was getting bored of his little plaything...he pulled her against the bedframe pulling her up, she finally began to squirm from the pain, he could hear her hair begin to rip, as he threw her down on the bed. She whimpered, tears finally making an appearance on her face, his cock flicked with excitement. Should have hit her the first time, "That's a good slut, your enjoying yourself aren't you?" He pinched her nipple, It quickly erected, "Mmm, you are a slut aren't you?" she didn't reply,, of course not. He slapped her, "Answer me." "Yes" He hit her again, "Yes what?" "Yes, I am a slut." She croaked out "That's a goodgirl" he kissed her lips, slowly making it to her nipples --- sucking them, biting them, she threw her hands at him. He pulled her arms tightly up, pressing the under her head, She jerked around, squirming , moaning in complaint. He grinned, kissing her on her lips, she jerked, "Now you got life in you, stupid bitch" he laughed , sliding his hand between her legs "Mmm, you are enjoying this aren't you? Being tossed around like a ragdoll, mmm , dirty little girl" He pressed fingers in, one after another, moving them in and out of her dripping pussy. He loved the feeling of this. Her body jerked under him--- her body fully aroused. He loved every minute of it, he lowered his face to her pussy, licking and sucking on her clitoris. She squirmed, he could hear her breathing thicken, high, and shallow bitch is turned on by this. He grinned, moving up on her, "How bad do you want me to fuck your cunt?" She just stared up at him, she looked so fragile, so delicate, he slapped her breast. She squeeked, "I want you to fuck me.." "Where bitch, where?" he yelled at her, slapping her tits again, "Where do you want it?" "I want you to fuck my cunt." Hardly any effort into it. He pinched her nipples, "Louder, I want your neighbours to hear how much of a slut you are" "I WANT YOU TO FUCK MY CUNT" She yelled, truly beautiful how her breast lifted at him. "Why, bitch, why do you want me to fuck your cunt?" He leaned down licking her sore breast, "I am your slut" he bit down... "I WANT YOU TO FUCK MY CUNT BECAUSE I AM A SLUT." She yelled. He was loving it so much, he began to suck on her tit, rewarding her, as he dripped pre-cum all down her leg. He shifted, moving his cock to her pussy, "Mmmm."he pressed into her--with ease, "You are a nasty thing aren't you?" He began rocking into her, she just simply laid there taking every inch of him. He pressed into her, smacking and pinching her tits. "uhhh," she gasped as he brutally attacked her tits, "uhh." "that's it slut, take all me" he shouted as he pounded her pussy. "That's it" "Ohhh god, Ohh." She whimpered breathlessly He pulled out of her, flipping her onto her back, pulling her ass to him. He pushed his soaked cock into her ass. Her face smashed into the pillow, he held onto her hair as he rammed into her. He could hear her whimpering...and whimpering, and sobbing as he worked himself into pure ecstasy. "Mmm," He slapped the hell out of her ass, the cum dripping out of her asshole."Such a good fuck." He let her go, getting off the bed to get dressed. She looked passed out on the bed, limp. She probably was he never did move her face from off the pillow as he burrowed into her ass. He should take her to the shower and wash himself out of her. But he had a gut feeling that she wouldn't go to the police. Deep down, he had a feeling she enjoyed every second of him abusing her.