Her Stalker (Part 1)
Date: 9/21/2017, Categories: Fantasy, BDSM, Coercion, Drug, Fan fiction, Hardcore, Male Domination, Teen, Non-consensual sex, Rape, Reluctance, Slavery, Violence, Author: sexual-tension, Source: sexstories.com
Author's comments: This is a story of fiction, the author makes no recommendations and does not condone, or condemn, any actions taken by the characters in this story. The author takes no responsibility for any actions or inactions taken by any person or persons who read this fictional portrayal – so read at your own risk! Copyright claim; I do not own the characters in this story, other than the ones I’ve created myself, and I do not own One Tree Hill. All rights goes to its respectful owners. Sidenote: If anyone wants to see what the characters looks like, instead of using their own imagination, here’s some pictures: Peyton: https://31.media.tumblr.com/de97db1d586003ebef7c5a7cf6c331f6/tumblr_n8haj6CyCD1s6ddowo1_500.jpg Ian: http://images2.fanpop.com/image/polls/457000/457143_1275510059826_full.jpg Peyton and Ian together: http://uk.eonline.com/eol_images/Entire_Site/2012228/425.oth.omg36.mh.032812.jpg Her Stalker My name is Ian Banks. I’m 25 years old, have blonde, short hair and blue eyes. I’m fairly skinny, but have strong abs and muscles. Most people wouldn’t want to get in a fight with me, I’m very strong and quick on my feet. xxXxx I’m enslaved… completely entranced by her. I want to know what it feels like to be inside her. I’ve wanted her for almost two years now… I’ve watched and craved her from afar. Ever since the first time I saw her on that little webcam of hers, I knew she was made for me. And by webcam, it’s not really what it sounds like. She is not some ... slut, she doesn’t do porn, she has dignity and pride. That’s what I love about her. Her webcam-show is simply this website of hers, “Punk&Disorderly”, where she puts out her deepest thoughts to the world, where she talks about music and art, and she usually sits in front of her webcam, drawing… I love to watch her draw. I can sit and watch her for hours. Seeing those pretty, blonde curls fall in front of her flawless face, as she focuses on her artwork, it’s the most beautiful thing in the world. For a long time I would sit entranced in front of her website, and every time she wasn’t online, I would sit and wait for her to return. After having watched her for a while, I realized how sad she seemed. She’d stare into the camera, and those pretty green eyes seemed so empty and broken… And I knew I was the one to fix her pain. She had so many bad things happening to her, but I would make all her pain disappear. I was the one for her. After having watched her for about a year, strictly through the computer, I decided to take things further. I wanted to get closer. Finding her hometown was no problem, as she put out everything I would need to know about her on her website. She lived in a small town, she was a senior, 17 years old. She lived alone; her mom died when she was eight, and her father was always away at work. It wasn’t hard to find her once I came to her town. When I saw her for the first time, I lost my breath. She looked even more stunning in person. I watched her get out ...