Sade's Obsession
arianniahrain · Ongoing · 48.4k Words
Introduction
It was always just me and my mom—until Derek Russo came into our lives. The first time I met his son, Sade, I knew something about him was wrong. He watched me too closely, too intensely, like he could see straight through me. And once our parents married, there was no escaping him.
At first, I blamed the tension on the adjustment—his cruel sister, the elite private school, the feeling that I didn’t belong. But as the years passed, I realized the real problem was Sade. He was always there. Always watching.
The older we got, the worse his fixation became. Beneath his perfect mask was something cold, obsessive, and deeply unsettling. I hoped college would finally put distance between us.
Instead, it only made him worse.
Now Sade has crossed every line, trapping me beneath his control while whispering terrifying promises in the dark.
You’re mine, Rain. You’ll always be mine.
And the most horrifying part? He has no intention of ever letting me go.
Sade
I’ve always known I was different. I learned early how to mimic normal people well enough to blend in, to hide the darkness underneath.
Then I met Rain Baxter.
From the moment I saw her, she became my obsession. When our parents married, fate handed her to me permanently. So I watched her. Protected her. Removed every threat that came too close.
No one ever realized how dangerous I truly was.
Leaving for college nearly destroyed me, but distance only forced me to become smarter. More careful. Rain never understood how completely I’d built my life around her—how deeply trapped she already was.
Now she’s eighteen.
Now she’s finally mine to keep.
Because obsession like mine doesn’t fade.
It consumes.
Chapter 1
Rain
The sound in the room was that of flesh slapping together, and messy sex, along with my whimpers, and his groans. I moved sharply and that was added to by the clank of metal against the headboard of my bed.
“Come on baby, I need another one. Give me another one, be a good girl, don’t fight me on this.” I whimpered in response.
“Okay, then I guess I’ll just have to help you a bit more again.” I shook my head violently and more tears escaped my eyes as I closed them tightly when I heard the buzzing.
Then he held the small bullet vibrator against my clit, and I bucked. He picked up the pace brutally slamming his hips against my ass as he fucked me hard. I knew I was going to cum. There was no way to hold it back, with him pounding my pussy, and that vibrator against my clit, my whole body detonated.
“Fuck, yes baby, fuck yes, there it is. God damn that is so fucking good baby. Ah, I am going to fill this pussy up to overflowing with my cum. You are going to take every god damn drop, you hear me?” I felt him grab a fist full of my hair and tip my head back.
He brutally slammed his lips to mine, even though I was gagged. He still kissed me, then he bit my neck, and down my throat to my shoulders. I knew I would be covered in hickies and bite marks tomorrow. I heard his panting change and I knew he was going to cum. I just closed my eyes and thought about how grateful I was to have been able to get that implant a couple of weeks ago. I knew he didn’t know or he would be fucking pissed.
He pushed in as deep as he could get and held himself there, “Fuck baby, take all that cum, I want to see it dripping out of your pussy, and then I’m just going to fill you up with more. I am going to be fucking you nonstop for days. Doesn't that sound nice? Umm, you like that baby. Like the idea of me pounding this juicy pussy for the next few days?” He licked my face, then he got up off me.
I lay there not sure what he was doing. Was he going to leave me here bound and gagged? Was he going to pull me into the shower or something? I had no idea. I heard him walk in and I opened my eyes. He was standing, leaning against the door, looking like an ancient sex god, with all of his bronzed skin, rippling muscles, tousled chocolate hair, and those eyes, those blue eyes that could cut your soul open.
Then I noticed he had an open switchblade in his hand, and he was flipping it between his knuckles. It was actually intimidating, but I tried not to let him see that. He walked over to the side of the bed and squatted down. Then he started to gently run the blade up and down my arm.
“You know when I was home at Spring Break I told you then, not to get on birth control. You’re 18 now baby, so now, I can get you pregnant. I planned it, I dreamed about it. I can see it in my mind, you round with our baby, your lovely tits dripping milk, so ripe and fertile. So, I was looking forward to knocking you up baby. Then, when I was messing around in your stuff, lo and behold I found a little pamphlet that had been shoved down into the side of your underwear drawer. It said “After care instructions for getting the birth control implant.” Imagine how disappointed I was to know you had disobeyed me, love. That you were trying to keep me from being able to get you pregnant. However, we can't have that now can we, so I guess I have to take care of that.” I felt my eyes get huge at that.
I felt him start to probe my skin, feeling all along my arms, and then he felt it. That tiny little bump on my upper arm. He smiled, and it was truly evil. I was shaking my head, and he ignored me, like he always did when I said no. He pushed the sharp point of the switch blade into my skin, and I gritted my teeth around the gag in my mouth. I whimpered slightly as he cut. Then he dug it out of me. He held it up triumphantly, showing it to me.
“Ah, there’s that fucking thing. Now, we can get rid of that. You don’t need that. You will be pregnant with my baby, and it will be soon. No more disobeying me about this. Don’t make me punish you, you know you don’t like it when I have to do that. Haden and Sarah may be away at school already, but I know where they are, I know you really care about them, so it would be really sad if I had to punish you and something happened to them. So, be a good girl and don’t piss me off, baby.” I felt tears roll down my face at that. He leaned in and licked them off my cheek.
He walked around the bed. I was still strapped down spread-eagled on my stomach, with my hips propped up with this damn wedge thing he’d shoved under me. As he got to the bottom of the bed he bent over and he smacked my ass, several times, on both cheeks, hard. I screamed as his slaps landed.
“You are going to fucking listen to me Rain, you will not defy me on this. You are mine, this pussy is mine, this body is mine, this womb is mine. So, if I say you get pregnant, you get fucking pregnant, end of discussion. I am going to fuck you so much that you will be overflowing with my cum. It will be dripping out of my pussy for days. you will be pregnant with my baby.” With that, he leaned over and bit my ass playfully, but tears still streamed down my cheeks.
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