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Keira
by Maria Rendes (mariarendes@yahoo.co.uk)

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How a young woman's life can alter after being raped. 
(MF, nc, rp)

***

The intensity of the heat was starting to wear her down 
as she walked through her uncle's vineyard. Heat was 
one thing she could not withstand and unfortunately for 
her there was plenty of it. The nights were cool 
though, so she was told and at least that was something 
to look forward to. Coming here was her father's idea, 
she needed a long vacation after the traumatic year 
she'd encountered and getting away was an immediate 
remedy which even she had not objected to. 

Her father's brother and family lived out in the 
countryside and owned a vast vineyard with a small 
grazing farm. One thing that Keira could not disagree 
with was the vast beauty and calmness of the 
countryside, so peaceful in comparison to the busy city 
streets she had grown up with. 

"Keira, sweetheart, lunch is ready," brought her out of 
her trance. 

"I'll be there in a minute aunt," she shouted back. 
Hurrying towards the large house to clean up, she was 
famished and her aunt was renowned for being a good 
cook along with her own mother. 

"Sorry I'm late. My God it's hot, how do you survive?" 
panting whilst taking a seat between her cousins Kitty 
and Leon. "You're just in time." Kitty winked. 

"Mmmm my favourite," Keira said as they all began to 
eat. 

"How long are you here for?" Leon asked before biting a 
mouthful of bread. He along with Kitty was looking 
forward to having their youngest cousin come over for 
the whole summer, and maybe a bit longer. 

"Well the whole summer at least. What do you have in 
mind?" replied Keira whilst pouring the home-made 
lemonade into her cup. She loved her family, especially 
as she had always been so welcomed. Her cousins were 
great fun, they were close in age and now all grown-up, 
they got along even better. 

"Keira, that reminds me. You need to avoid going out 
into the sun during the day as the sun's heat is very 
strong over here and you're not used to it. The last 
thing we need is for you to get sunstroke and end up 
staying indoors all the time" her uncle advised. 

"I'll look after her papa," Kitty said smilingly.

After lunch Kitty and Keira went upstairs to have a 
shower and get changed for the evening. Keira busily 
unpacked and tidied up her room before deciding what to 
wear. Though the evenings were cooler, they were still 
warm, so a nice pair of 3/4 jeans with a top would be a 
good idea. They had all decided to walk into the town 
to show her the night life they had and were proud of. 

Keira had to admit though it wasn't what she was used 
to, she did like the style. She stuck out like a sore 
thumb, as everyone passing by looked at her-quite 
obvious that she wasn't from around here. Her cousins 
greeted and introduced her to many of the town folk. 
Most were pleasant people. A loud noise could be heard 
from around the corner which caught Keira's attention. 
Following it, she came face to face with a crowd of 
young people about her age clapping and cheering loudly 
to what seemed a competition. As she passed through the 
crowd and came closer to the front she could see a man 
on a horse like a rodeo. 

He was doing his best to control the animal from what 
she could see, but it seemed the animal was controlling 
him. Suddenly he was thrown off the horse and the crowd 
went into hysterics, laughing and whistling. Getting up 
and attempting to act cool Keira got to see him for the 
first time. He was to die for. 

"Don't run off like that. You could've gotten yourself 
lost," Kitty's voice broke through her thoughts. "I'm 
sorry; I guess the crowd attracted me. Who is that hunk 
of a man?" she couldn't keep her eyes off him. 

"Cole Nash, just the biggest asshole alive. His father 
Greg Nash owns and breeds horses. He's really nice but 
the son is an arrogant prick. Come on lets go," yanking 
Keira away. 

He was handsome though. Tall, well-built, hair hanging 
all rugged; not to mention being incredibly handsome. 
It was a pity she was too far away to get a better 
look. Joining her family once again they spent most of 
the night making sure Keira was having fun.

***

The next morning Keira was up and about quite early 
along with Kitty. Though the farm had few livestock 
which were kept as company, they required looking 
after. Both cousins decided to share the tasks of 
feeding and cleaning of the animals. Keira's uncle was 
surprised that she had volunteered in the first place 
since she was a city girl, but he had welcomed her 
enthusiasm.

Feeding the animals was the easier task, cleaning up 
after them and restocking on the bedding was hard and 
smelly, that's why Keira welcomed the idea of a shower 
before lunch. Today her uncle and Leon had gone into 
town to discuss business over the vineyard. Kitty was 
meeting up with friends but Keira had declined on the 
invitation and had offered to help her aunt bake bread 
and cakes for the coming up week. 

"Keira you sure have taken after you're mama in your 
baking skills. Men will love having you cook for them," 
her aunt said whilst kneading the dough for the bread. 

"Aunt you know I'm too young to settle down, but I will 
when the right man comes along," she laughed as she 
washed the bowls. 

"You're only 23 not much younger than Kitty and she's 
going to be engaged soon. But if there is one thing I 
do encourage that is marrying for love, my dear," was 
her reply. 

There would be at least two hours before everyone came 
back for dinner. Keira excused herself, she wanted to 
go a little further out and see what was beyond the 
farm and vineyard. Promising to be careful and back in 
time for dinner, she walked off. She was wearing a 
simple summer dress and sandals. 

She kept on walking until she reached another field; it 
was plain with few horses. However what caught her eye 
were the dandelions--she loved them. As she bent down 
to pick one she didn't hear someone creep up behind her 
and yank her away. Before she could react she found 
herself thrown onto the ground with her dress riding 
dangerously high. 

"Who the hell are you and what are you doing on our 
land?" the man's voice demanded. The moan was the only 
response she gave having grazed her knee. Coarse 
fingers grabbed her chin lifting it upwards. "I asked 
you a question, bitch!!" the voice was menacing. 

"Please, I didn't mean any harm, I live on the Kasabian 
Farm with my family and I was exploring." Keira 
suddenly recognised the face, it was Cole Nash. His 
features were still handsome but his eyes looked hard 
and cold sending a chill down to her spine. 

"I see," he replied. The girl was stunning, he had to 
admit, and he had already gotten an ample view of her 
thighs. Her lips were full and her eyelashes thick. He 
moved away from her without helping her up. 

"Do you always throw women onto the ground or was I an 
exception," Keira asked getting up angrily. No-one had 
ever treated her this way, he cousin was right he was 
an asshole, an arrogant, self-righteous asshole. 

Stunned at her question, then angry to be spoken to 
that way by a woman, made him walk past knocking 
against her shoulder hard. She watched him walk off 
into the field. Seeing the sun set Keira realised it 
was getting close to dinner and ran down the hill. She 
decided to keep their 'meeting' away from her family 
just in case her uncle did business with Nash Sr.

"Keira did something happen today, you were awfully 
quiet over dinner," Kitty asked as they got into bed. 
"Where did you get that graze on your knee from? She 
asked pointing. 

"I missed my step and fell down over the hill," she 
replied quickly, technically that was true. 

"You went over to Nash Farm?" Kitty asked astonished. 

"Yeah, I was exploring after helping your mama all 
day," Keira replied. 

"My only advice is keep away from Cole Nash. He's 
creepy, women fall over themselves for him, but he can 
be very rough-if you know what I mean," Kitty said 
before turning off the lamp. 

Keira didn't have to be told twice, she could see the 
twisted hatred in his eyes and the way he looked at her 
as she lay on the ground. She hoped she wouldn't have 
to see him again. 

***

The next few weeks followed the same routine for Keira, 
with the exception that she was going out more and 
more. She had familiarised herself with the town so 
could run errands when required to. 

One morning she was picking wild flowers when a noise 
made her stop dead in her tracks. Someone was there. 
Luckily for her Leon was around. She continued but kept 
looking behind her. 

"Nice ass," followed by a whistle. She knew that voice-
Cole Nash.

"Oh my God you frightened me. What are you doing here 
anyway?" she asked trying to make his presence not seem 
uneasy. He was in jeans and a shirt looking handsome as 
ever. 

"Well I thought I'd come down here and get better 
acquainted," he said with a wink. His gaze lingered on 
her breasts for a moment making her shiver in disgust. 

"So Keira, tell me what is a city girl like you doing 
out her in the country?" he asked casually. 

"The city is a stressful place and I wanted to be away 
from all of that Cole," she answered sweetly. She was 
one spitfire. She turned to leave heading over to where 
the animal food was kept-just behind the house. He 
followed her. Ever since they had met he was craving 
for her. Something about her being unobtainable made 
the challenge all the worthwhile. 

As she entered it, she felt his presence behind her. 
Turning around to leave he used it as an opportunity to 
brush against her and leaving her with no choice but to 
accept the contact–the wall was behind her.

His hands settled on her hips. Through her thick jeans 
she could feel him-strong and dangerous. His body 
pressed her into the wall and him. She could feel his 
arousal – his cock pressing into her arrogantly. He 
wanted her in every way. He moved his head to stare at 
her.

"Please stop." She breathed out. She was trying to 
remain in control. 

"No. I want you." His mouth took hers in a forceful and 
brutal manner leaving her lips bruised.

She attempted to push him off her but it was futile. 
Grabbing her chin and holding it steady he leaned in to 
whisper, "Are you a virgin Keira?"

Before she could answer they both heard her aunt 
calling for her. Distracted by the interruption Keira 
managed to free herself from his grasp and run off. His 
eyes narrowed as he wondered how she'd be in bed, but 
this was neither the time nor the place. He needed 
somewhere more private, more away from people and 
interruptions if he was to taste this girl's charms. 

***

Now that that summer was coming to an end, the town had 
a tradition of having a huge summer fete. The whole 
thing ran overnight into the early hours of dawn. Keira 
had been looking forward to this. Keira had chosen to 
wear a white top that was cut low in the front pushing 
her breasts up. Her skirt was black and full with a 
thick burgundy sash emphasizing her hips and their 
sway. She looked like a gypsy, very eye-catching yet 
traditional.

Her aunt and uncle had gone ahead, whilst Leon, Kitty 
and Keira would follow later. On arrival the whole 
place was full and buzzing with excitement. The food 
was plentiful and varied as was the music and the 
endless stalls. There was a bonfire with music and most 
of the younger people were gathered there to dance. On 
arrival Keira greeted many of the friends she had made 
over the summer. 

However someone else caught her attention too. Cole. He 
stood there with his arm around a young woman who she 
presumed must've been a date. He gave her a haunted 
look that penetrated into her very soul. She looked 
sensual in her gypsy outfit, his mouth watered as all 
her feminine features were enhanced with her smoky eyes 
and full red lips. Keira did her best to ignore him. 
His actions in the hut had frightened her, but here she 
felt safe. 

Whilst talking with her friends she overheard that more 
firewood would be needed. Without telling anyone she 
slipped away in hope of bringing some herself as a 
surprise. Only one pair of eyes saw her. The same pair 
that had followed her every move since she'd arrived. 

***

She wandered into the stables to collect some wood for 
the fire. As she turned to leave, she heard the latch 
close.

"You look almost good enough to eat." The voice behind 
her spoke. Whirling around, standing there before her 
in the darkened corner of the stall store stood Cole. 
He advanced upon her. "Many nights I have lain awake 
thinking of you." 

"What... what do you want?" she asked her voice 
quivering from fear. He didn't reply at first, just 
circled around her like a predator with its prey before 
the kill. She didn't like the menacing look in his 
eyes, as she turned to flee he lunged towards. Keira 
shrieked at being caught, she was too far away from the 
party.

He grabbed her by her shoulders and pushed her down 
onto the hay. Moving quickly, he forced her on her back 
and climbed on top, pinning her smaller frame beneath 
him. She squirmed against him and pushed at his chest, 
trying to push him away. She tried to remain calm but 
his actions were really frightening her. 

"Got off me Cole or I'll scream." She began to punch 
him wherever she could. She was like a wildcat clawing 
and biting. "No! Don't touch me!" she screamed at him 
as she beat at his shoulders feebly. He managed to grab 
both her wrists and push them above her head, squeezing 
them tightly till she stopped struggling from the pain. 

"Get off me, you bastard!!" she tried to push herself 
up, but he began to get really rough. He pushed the hem 
of her skirts up her thighs, and grabbed the front of 
her top and tore it in half, marring her smooth skin in 
the process. Seeing how firm and supple her youthful 
body was ignited his anger towards her. In his rage he 
grabbed her bra and snapped it off to expose all of the 
full curves of her breasts to his lewd gaze. His tongue 
snaked out and licked along his lips. 

Cole was strong and she couldn't move him. She felt his 
hands upon her breasts, squeezing and twisting the firm 
flesh. He found her nipples with his fingers, tweaking 
them as they stood hard and proud in the cold air of 
the room. His hands grabbed her breasts roughly, 
pulling her nipples. His mouth came down and captured a 
nipple, biting roughly and pulling back. 

She tried to arch her back and follow him, to relieve 
the pain on her nipple. His hands roughly pushed her 
shoulders back down. He turned and did the same to the 
other breast. His wet tongue licked at the hard red 
nipples pulling the soft skin. She wiggled, trying to 
stop the white hot pain in her breasts. She felt dizzy, 
it hurt so much!

He moved back between her legs and that devious grin 
slid across his face again. She opened her mouth to let 
out a bellow but before she could finish taking a 
breath he smashed his lips into hers, filling her mouth 
with his tongue. Her eyes widened in shock. She lay 
there stunned as her attacker kissed her, exploring her 
mouth with his tongue. She snapped out of her daze and 
bit down on his lip, hard. The salty taste of blood hit 
her tongue before he snapped his head back and howled 
at her.

"Fucking whore!" he backhanded her. She felt the blow 
to her cheek vibrate through her, the pain rushing to 
her brain. He ripped off her thong and working a finger 
in and out of her pussy rubbing against the dry 
insides, "No, please!" She screamed in pain as it 
penetrated deeper. In and out he pushed it, his thumb 
working on her clit trying to get her to lubricate. 
"Come on little girl, loosen up." 

She tried to turn away and push him off. He slapped her 
then, purposefully hitting her already bruised cheek 
and causing pain to make the barn swim around her. 
"Look at me!" Keira's soft brown eyes slowly gazed up 
towards his, only to meet ones full of lust and hate. 
Her body flinched as Cole's hand reached out to stroke 
the reddening mark on her cheek.

Letting go of her wrists his fingers trailed lightly 
over her nipples, plucking at them as she moaned in 
pain. His hand smoothed over the skin of her flat 
stomach, teased over the sensitive flesh below her 
navel. He pushed her thighs apart, stroking the soft 
skin of her mound and the tempting softness of her 
nether lips. Parting those same lips, he pushed one 
finger into her dry flesh, cruelly adding another to 
force her open further until he felt the thin membrane.

"So the virgin is a virgin after all," he smirked. She 
moaned in pain as she felt him touching her where no 
one had before. Suddenly she pushed at his arm, her 
nails digging into skin to rip as she surfaced from the 
pain dragging her under. She struggled to pull herself 
away from him, kicking and closing her thighs, trying 
to push his hand out of her.

"Lie still, little virgin. Tonight you're mine." He 
panted in her face as he reached down to unfasten the 
front of his jeans. He forced her thighs further apart 
and positioned his cock right at the entrance to her 
cunt. She fought and twisted, trying to break free, not 
let him inside of her. He grabbed both her legs behind 
her knees and pushed her wide open before plunging into 
her, tearing her open and apart in one thrust. 

This time she screamed in terror as he wrapped his arms 
around her shoulders and ground her body into his own. 
Never had she experienced such pain; it felt like she 
was being ripped in two. She was still dry, but 
lubricating from her own blood as he buried his face in 
her hair and began to brutally pound into her. Tears 
streamed down her cheeks now as she begged for him to 
stop, instead he covered her mouth with his hand as he 
leaned forward and kissed her very lightly on the 
bruised cheek. 

He pumped hard and fast in and out of her. Her tight 
walls clutched his shaft, making the sensation 
unbearably painful. Her breasts swayed under the impact 
rubbing against his chest. Her expression was exquisite 
as he watched the pain dance across her eyes. He took 
pleasure in the fact that he was hurting her, loving 
the fact that he was her first. "You are so tight just 
like I knew it would be." He groaned.

Keira moaned as she took each stroke, one direction 
filled completely, another nearly emptied. This was 
pure heaven for him as he attacked her cunt like a wild 
animal. He could feel her hot body beneath him and feel 
her bare breasts against his chest while raping her 
like a man possessed.

When would this pain end? She closed her eyes and tried 
to be far away, but the pounding cock in her vagina 
kept her too close to reality, there was nothing she 
could do. Pinned beneath him, her legs spread wide 
while his hips and ass pumped in and out of her, she 
couldn't even move, let alone try to help the process 
along to ease the never ending pain. 

His balls were churning with the need to come. Grabbing 
her legs to force them up so he could thrust deeper 
inside and watch as he slid in and out of her. Then 
after a few seconds arching his back and tilting his 
head as he thrust hard into her one last time holding 
his position to release his cum. She almost screamed 
anew, as he seemed to swell twice in size inside of her 
as his cock plunged in to the hilt one last time, 
grunting and moaning with pleasure as a surge of 
gushing warmth spurted deep inside.

She could feel load after load shoot into her raped 
womb. His grip on her breasts relaxed and he let go of 
her as his cock slipped from her. He collapsed on her; 
she felt his weight crushing her. She cried in despair, 
tears streaming down her face. The pain! She hurt so 
badly! His body slumped over hers as gradually his 
breathing eased, brushing away the strands of hairs 
from her damp forehead. She covered her mutinous face 
in shame and turned away, but he caught her chin in his 
fingers and forced her to meet his gaze. 

What was worse that she could feel herself slipping 
into darkness in front of him. No-one knew where she 
was; no-one would come and rescue her. He watched her 
slip into darkness, looking so pure and chaste. Moving 
down he watched with fascination her blood and his cum 
oozing out for her tortured, raw looking pussy. Like a 
freshly plucked rose-he smiled at the thought. 

***

Opening her eyes slowly, she looked up and saw him 
watching her intensely. All he wanted to do was to 
climb between her soft thighs and pleasure himself 
again. She turned away from him, not wanting to see 
him. His hand began to lazily move up and down her 
side. "Don't touch me." She said as she moved further 
away from him, wincing as she did since she was still 
very sore from earlier. 

"Face it princess, no-one will believe you over me so 
just lay back and enjoy it." Keira was too weak to 
fight this loosing battle; she was both physically and 
emotionally no match for the likes of Cole. Besides he 
was right, who'd believe her over him? He pushed her 
gently onto her back and climbed on top of her, looking 
down at her with a grin, and his usual evil expression. 
She grew frightened again. "You're mine now." he 
whispered before lazily rolling one of her erect 
nipples under the ball of his thumb and sliding between 
her legs again. 

Oh no, she thought. Not again. She had to endure the 
whole process again. He was gentler this time, not 
because he cared, but because she was too weak to fight 
back. Every bone and muscle in her body ached. Her 
pussy was on fire and burnt even more with his cum 
rubbing against the walls as he fucked her with slow 
deliberation. 

"Easy girl, just enjoy it while it lasts. I nearly 
could've killed you," he said in a caring voice which 
both made her frightened and nauseous. 

"I wish you had," came her reply. 

This time the rape took longer, with her not fighting 
back he was able to explore her body more. He paid 
extra attention to her clit and to her horror, her body 
began to respond. Lying trapped beneath him, a whimper 
of pain escaping her at the gentle thrusts of his hips 
which were so sickeningly different from his brutal 
thrusts when he raped her of her virginity.

"No," she begged at the futile attempts to push at his 
shoulders as she felt a pulsing, bursting sensation in 
the pit of her belly. Her whole body tightened as she 
felt the walls of her pussy palpitating around his hard 
cock as her hips arched against his, she cried out. 
"No!" 

Unable to hold back any longer, he exploded inside of 
her, spurting his seed deep in her battered pussy in 
deep jerking thrusts. She almost died from the pain; 
almost. Rolling off her, he adjusted himself before 
looking across her naked form. Her clothes were 
tattered and it was impossible for her to go back 
without drawing attention to herself. 

"Here, cover yourself with this," throwing his shirt on 
her. She didn't move. Couldn't move. 

"No! Don't touch me," her eyes snapping open to meet 
him. Ignoring her, he helped her up. 

"I'm going to take you home, you're going to get 
changed and then head back. If you tell anyone-I'll 
kill you," something in the last three words made her 
believe him. 

He was right, she had to get changed. She had to accept 
a ride from this monster, but she couldn't go back the 
way she was. 

***

The ride in the car was deadly silent. Keira just kept 
looking down and making sure the shirt covered her, 
protected her. Cole acted as if was normal occasionally 
looking over at her. 

She couldn't have gotten out of the car faster and run 
into the house. She wasn't thinking clearly. Bursting 
into the bathroom she took a good look at herself. 

***

Just over forty-five minutes had passed and still no 
sign of her. Cole walked up the stairs and into the 
bathroom to see what was keeping her. His date would be 
looking for him by now. 

There lying in a pool of blood was Keira's raped body; 
next to it a bloodied razorblade. 

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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