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She felt scared .
Legitimately scared. It wasn’t the first time for it, quite far from it considering her job, but JJ always managed to keep a level head. Appeared calm and collected on the outside, if nothing else. But all of it was lost in an instant, he made it so, when the realization of what was about to happen became truly undeniable and hopes of help coming any time soon was starting to die out.
As she had already tried so many times before, JJ pulled on her restraints, knowing deep down it would do her any good. Her heart was racing at full speed, as she looked at the ceiling. A chain connected to it, not just keeping her wrists tied up and useless, but holding her hands up too. She stood on her toes, unable to do much but try to keep her balance. She felt just as helpless when her captor moved closer to her.
It was a young man, definitely a decade younger than her if not two. Handsome, charismatic to those who didn’t know just how sinister his mind truly was. Jongin. A serial rapist with a thing for taking his victims and repeatedly assaulting them until he grew bored and moved on to the next. JJ and the BAU had been tracking him down for a while, and well — JJ got a little too close.
JJ fit his victim type to a T. Always older than him, always blondes — often mothers. She had given birth to both her sons, some part of her worried he knew. He was crazy enough for it.
“Such pretty tits you have,” Jongin said, his voice taunting and cocky in equal amounts. He stood in front of her now, relaxed because he knew in spite of her squirming, she could do nothing to prevent anything he might do to her. A sly grin formed on his lips as he brought one of his hands up, brushing it against her clothed chest. He felt something, but JJ’s bra kept him from feeling her the way he truly wanted.
“Don’t fucking touch me!” JJ cursed him out, hopeful the desperation she felt wasn’t to be heard in her voice. She didn’t want to give him that satisfaction.
She suffered the consequences of yelling at him instantly, when he struck her across the face. It was hard, enough to leave her feeling a little disoriented as she whimpered. “I would reconsider the way you talk to me… I can make you regret absolutely everything,” he hissed, his fingers having slid into her hair as he gave it a small yank back. His face was closer to hers, but not enough for her to try and headbutt him. He knew to still be careful with her, she was different from his previous victims in that regard.
“Fuck you,” JJ responded, refusing to give in to his wishes and for the time being, it seemed he spared her. He didn’t hit her, but he solved his previous problem and ripped open her shirt. A soft pink bra was fully shown to him, cupping her breasts perfectly and keeping them perked up. Just seeing her like this was enough to get Jongin aroused; the cleavage, her struggles. His cock was stiffening.
A palm much too freely came to cup one of her breasts through the fabric. There was a level of entitlement to all that he was doing, especially with how he viewed her body. He felt entitled to her. It was no wonder he was feeling cocky, he successfully got an FBI agent vulnerable to the point he could do whatever he pleased.
The panic and anxiety fully settled within JJ in that moment, she tried to squirm away from his touch. Tried to squirm even more when more of her clothing was ripped off her body, leaving her so exposed to him. Her luscious breasts jiggled lightly as she moved, it was sickening how it only brought his attention to them all the more. He slapped her bare breasts, and it was so damn clear he only did it to watch them jiggle more. But also to get a pained sound out of her, something she didn’t give up easily.
JJ held back the pain, gritted her teeth to avoid giving him the satisfaction. Her pale breast grew a faint shade of red from the impact. Wordlessly, he hit the same breast a second time, but this time harder and he got what he wanted from her. A small, undeniable whimper. One of pain. Knowing how much he would like it made it worse, she could see it on his face. That sickening smile of delight, she looked down to avoid it only to catch sight of the evident bulge in his pants. Jongin was getting off from hurting her, that was the biggest proof of it. She felt sick to her stomach, and looked off to the side instead.
It was all something she knew. It was what her and her team had discovered about him, what fit the profile. But it was so very different knowing this was what he was like, and seeing it. Experiencing it.
“Not just your tits look nice. Your pussy too,” he said, and she felt the warmth of his fingers between her legs with the mention of it. The tips of his fingers sliding down her slit, every part of her body hairless. Again she tried to squirm, tried to avoid his touch in any way she could, but it made no difference. “Everything looks nice. And after several kids? Impressive.”
It was eerie that he knew. More so that he seemed to get off from it. She knew he did, that’s what the profile said too. She felt disgusted and humiliated when he touched her like this, it was so intimate. No man had touched her like this in years aside from her husband. JJ knew she wouldn’t be able to move on from this quickly, certainly not if he raped her. Which he would. She knew he would. She had been through so much while on the job, but nothing like this. Foolish as it seemed, she somehow never thought this would happen to her.
“You take so well care of yourself,” Jongin said.
In his mind, it was a compliment but she couldn’t take it as such. Not when it came from him, it just disgusted her, as did his touch. Or, so she thought. Her body had always been a responsive one and now wasn’t any different. She could feel it, the sparks of excitement as his fingers stroked along her slit. Her clit throbbing and aching for more attention, rather than what just felt like a tease. She came to despise him all the more because of it.
“For my husband. He likes it,” she retorted, aiming to spoil it for him. Turn him off. God, she needed to turn him off.
He liked women much like JJ, but single . No other man was allowed in the picture, it had to be all about him. She looked at his face as she said it, spiteful as ever and she could see the unmistakable anger crossing his face before she felt the pain — he slapped her. Hard across the face. But she would rather take the pain than what else he was aiming for, she truly didn’t know if she would be able to recover from that.
Momentarily, he had stopped touching her most private area. And for a few seconds, JJ hoped it was because he was turned off by her. It wasn’t the FBI agent in her thinking in such a way, it was the victim she knew she was about to be. Taking his slight pause as something it wasn’t. Clearly angered, he only grabbed onto her jaw instead as he got all up in her face. It all hurt so much.
“Shut up!” Jongin demanded, practically screaming at her.
JJ wanted to say it again. Provoke him, because she knew it would spoil things for him. But her head hurt, it was pounding and he was so loud it only seemed to worsen it. She wasn’t sure if she could handle another slap, and she felt weak because of it. Feared she was losing some of her edge, that he was winning because she picked being submissive this time around. She quieted down, feeling utterly pathetic doing so.
Only a whimper came from her, caused by the hold he had on her. She tried to pull her head back, so he would let go of her and he only did so with a light shove. Following it up with a slap to her pussy. It wasn’t nearly as hard, but enough for it to sting and the impact of the hit to echo. Jongin only did it out of a sexual need, not to punish her, that much was clear. It drew light, involuntary excitement out of her too. That had to be the worst of it all. Not the pain, not how he was treating her in general, but her own damn body working against her.
A desperate cry left her lips, when she felt Jongin’s hand down by her thighs. Forcing its way in between, no matter how much she tried to keep them closed, and with him looking visibly excited she tried to deny him. It turned him on. The feel and look of her naked body did as well. Everything on the woman looked so soft. She had aged gracefully.
Then she felt it, fingers at her vaginal entrance. He rubbed against it, but didn’t penetrate. Initially she wasn’t sure what he was trying to do, assumed he was trying to force a physical reaction from her – and she was saddened to admit he was succeeding with that. She could feel her pussy responding to his touch. It seemed it hardly mattered how forceful he was, how he had hit her moments before and how her head was still pounding.
All the while he touched her, he kept his eyes on JJ’s face. She realized he wanted something from her, more than just the obvious which was to rape her. He wanted to hear her beg, the thought occurred to her right before he verbalized her suspicions.
“Tell me to stop and maybe I will listen,” he said.
Yet the shit eating grin made it clear he wouldn’t. He was going to take her against her will no matter what she did and said, and there was nothing she could do about it. All the team had found out about him said that he wouldn’t. He simply didn’t care. His wants and wishes were all that mattered. He saw women as less than nothing, just toys for him to play around with and discard when they had served their purpose.
“Or, do you want me to put another baby in you?” he asked, grin growing wider.
JJ knew he got off from that too. It wasn’t just a kink, he didn’t use protection with his victims for a reason. He liked the idea of knocking them up, leaving them with a little something of his for a lifetime.
He kept his eyes on her face, even as his fingers forcefully moved against her vaginal entrance. Her soft thighs were squeezed together, trying to deny him access, but not only did she fail, she could feel herself responding to his touch. The usual flutter between her legs that only her husband had gotten out of her for the last many years. She was getting wet, and Jongin came to feel that too. She knew he felt it, just from the look on his face.
“Your pussy is telling me yes,” he said, looking much too cocky with it. “You actually want me to fuck you that bad?”
Jongin’s cock was fully erect at that point. The sight of JJ’s naked skin and her soft curves was enough to do it. Perfect tits, perfect ass, perfect cunt.
JJ was quiet for a while, contemplating what to do or say. There wasn’t really much she could do, but her sense of fear grew when he moved his hand from her privates in favor of undoing his pants. What was going to happen next felt inevitable, yet her desperation to try and make him stop grew.
For a brief moment JJ’s eyes flickered down to his manhood when he exposed himself, dragging his pants and underwear all the way down. His shoes were toed off, before he stepped out of his pants and underwear, leaving his lower half completely exposed. Afterwards, he took off his shirt too. He was completely erect, the tip of his cock was leaking with pre-cum and he looked so big. He was long as well as thick in a way she wasn’t quite used to, it left her feeling a bit worried. She hated the way he grabbed his own erection, giving it a few slow strokes, as he stepped closer to her. It made her feel uneasy, knowing barely any space was left between their private parts.
“Come on… tell me no,” Jongin encouraged her, now shamelessly grinning at her.
A few moments passed where she remained silent, it was clear it annoyed him. Then, he led the head of his cock to her pussy, letting it run along the slit of her pussy in spite of her squirming to prevent it. It did absolutely nothing to stop it. At this point JJ’s pussy glistened with her own arousal, her arousal just as apparent as his was.
“Say it!” he yelled at her, raising his free hand to slap her exposed breast.
It was hard enough for her to cry out in pain, feeling the sting against her breast. It bounced with the impact, and where he struck her turned into a pretty shade of red.
“Why?! You’ll rape me anyway!” JJ yelled at him in return, regretting it the moment she did. She knew he didn’t mind her saying such things, but he wouldn’t appreciate her tone. It was a sign of disrespect. And just as she knew it would happen after she raised her voice, nothing but a second later she felt his hand slap against the side of her face again. Then her breast, she suspected that was done out of desire rather than punishment.
“Watch your tone with me, you little slut,” he hissed at her, tone low and dangerous. A warning that she likely was to take seriously.
It seemed him toying around with her, trying to draw a reaction from her, was over and done with. Either because she was being too difficult, or perhaps just because he was too turned on to wait any longer. Regardless, he finally picked her up. It brought some much needed relief to her wrists as he lifted her off the ground. But what followed it made it far from worth it. Her thighs were spread, her position making her incapable of doing anything to prevent it as he moments after shoved his large cock inside of her.
He felt so big, almost too big. A startled gasp escaped her, neither a moan or a cry of pain, just… surprise. She knew if he hadn’t touched her, made her body respond to him, it would’ve hurt. Her wet inner walls were the only reason it felt bearable… good even. He filled her up completely, allowing no room for anything more with how thick he was.
“Such a tight pussy you have,” he remarked, and JJ wasn’t sure if he said it to humiliate her or not. “Just like a virgin.”
That was to humiliate her. According to the profile, virginity had no appeal to him. If anything, it was quite the opposite. He targeted mature women for a reason. Mature, yet still young enough to be fertile to satisfy his breeding kink.
A few seconds passed as he let his words sink in with her, unintentionally giving her some time to adjust to his size. Then he began thrusting into her. It was hard from the get-go, all about raw lust. The pace was not particularly fast, as he put great care into pushing into her deep. Jongin wanted her to feel every inch of his manhood.
JJ felt all of it. How her inner walls expanded and made room for him, how he filled her up so completely. It was like she could feel everything down to the veins on his cock. Her thighs were spread so obscenely wide, forced to make room for his body as he used her. Thrusting into her hard, she felt the way his balls smacked against her with the thrusts deep and hard enough. The way he held onto her as he raped her, lifted her off the ground with no wall to help support her weight, it all seemed so effortless for him.
An involuntary moan stumbled past her lips. She hated it, she hated Jongin. But it felt good . The way his large cock so heavenly pressed against her walls, nudging and pressed against her g-spot as well.
“No…”
The little word of protest was quiet, instinctive as JJ couldn’t believe some part of her was enjoying it. An overwhelming sense of shame took over her, and it only grew stronger when more moans came out. She tried to stop them, tried to at least keep him from hearing it, but all of JJ’s efforts were done in vain.
“You like that, yeah?” Jongin commented, all the while he raped her. His biceps flexed as he fucked her, his pace was speeding up as he found a rhythm. Her breasts bounced eagerly along with his thrusts, catching his attention more than once. He stared at them, her body treated like nothing but an object for his desire. “Maybe you even hoped you’d be my next chosen one.”
It was a sickening thought. Suggesting she hoped he would rape her. It was wrong, of course. It bothered her that he spoke of her as if she was chosen – lucky – to be the one this happened to. It was like he didn’t see her as a victim, and for a moment, it led her to act in the exact way he wanted her. She reacted.
“Fuck you! I didn’t —” JJ cut herself off with a loud, lewd moan. It felt too good, the way Jongin moved and stirred within her. She could hear how wet she was at this point, a squelching sound followed along his thrusts whenever he pushed inside of her. Always making sure she took every inch of him. “I didn’t want this! It’s rape!”
Her objections sounded ridiculous, even to her own ears, because she moaned throughout her protests. Expressed her involuntary enjoyment of his cock with each thrust into her. On top of that, she realized she only behaved in a way he wanted of her. Jongin didn’t just know this was rape, he liked it. Liked her highlighting he was forcing himself on her. He looked ecstatic as he fucked her, earning himself a moan from JJ with just about each and every thrust at that point. Some she managed to keep faint, some came from her long and lewd.
“And the whore in you loves that. Being taken against your will, pussy all ready and eager to be defiled. Women are all the same,” Jongin said, demeaning and misogynistic all at once.
JJ knew types like Jongin, her work made her encounter too many. He genuinely felt like that, thought all women wanted something like this. Thought this was all they were there for, to please men. And JJ’s pussy responding so positively to him, getting wet and squeezing so pleasantly around his massive length didn’t do anything to make him believe otherwise.
“Say it again, say it’s rape,” he encouraged her, simpy because he got off from it. He was thrusting into her mercilessly at this point. Out of all the women Jongin had forced himself on, JJ was his favorite. He liked that she was an FBI agent and that she was forced into submission.
And she still got off from it.
JJ pressed her lips together, refusing to give him the satisfaction of saying it again. But she couldn’t keep the moans in, they kept stumbling past her lips. More uncontrollably and frequent the more it went on. She started to fear he would actually make him climax, that she would come from being raped.
Dissatisfied with her not playing along, his thrusts for a moment halted. He was still pressed so deep inside of her, cock pulsating and keeping her full. Pre-cum scrubbed all up along her inner walls. His fingers were digging into the soft flesh of her thighs and ass as he held her up, then she felt a harsh slap against the side of her thigh. It hurt and it was harder than when he had slapped her face. JJ suspected it was because she could take more pain there. Or maybe she had just made him more angry with her.
“Say it,” he demanded, face serious which left her feeling nervous. Scared.
She didn’t want him to hurt her again, worried he would do far worse than he already had. His victims always came out of it alive, but some came out more abused than others – depended on how easily they played along with his wishes. Even with him not moving inside of her, she could feel how his cock was perfectly angled and pressed against her g-spot. It was hard to focus on much else than that.
“It’s… it’s rape,” JJ said, speaking almost in a whisper and sounding more broken than when they started. To top it off, much to Jongin’s delight, she moaned through that small sentence, making it hard to believe what she was saying was true. At least for him.
“Just like you were meant for,” he replied, mindlessly objectifying her because it came that natural to him.
She didn’t say anything in response, she couldn’t . JJ couldn’t trust her own voice, just like she couldn’t trust her own body. Moans came from her non-stop, some more successfully suppressed than others, but that wasn’t even the worst part anymore, it was the rapid build up to an orgasm. The constant abuse of her g-spot left her defenseless, at his mercy and admittedly, quite needy. Feeling her climax get nearer was what got her properly emotional, what had tears well up in her eyes as the shame she felt over it just became too much.
Initially, Jongin didn’t seem to notice. Far more focused on her body, the way her tits bounced along with each of his thrusts. Eyes running down further on her body, he tilted his head to try and catch a glimpse of how her pussy took him in. He could see how his shaft glistened with her arousal.
Then, he heard it. A loud, drawn out moan that made JJ lose all control of herself and she came for him. Came from being raped and used.
In an instant, his attention was drawn to her beautiful face. Mildly surprised, thrusts halting for just a second, but he picked things right back up. Looking beyond smug when it occurred to him what was happening. JJ’s head was tilted back as she moaned out, her pussy clung to him as if desperate to keep him inside of her, while in reality she wanted anything but that.
“Look at you. You really are a little cock addict, you love it that much,” he commented, all the while he fucked her through her orgasm.
Jongin using the word ‘little’ felt demeaning somehow, perhaps because she was significantly older than him. Yet still responding in the exact way he wanted of her. She couldn’t respond to him even if she tried, everything felt so intense. She couldn’t remember coming this hard for any man before, not even when she masturbated. It was good , mind-blowingly good. Her body was trembling, thighs in particular shaking as the ultimate pleasure rushed through her body.
In some way, it was good that Jongin held her off the ground. She felt she had no control of her limbs in that moment.
“Cock whore,” he said, and all JJ did was take it.
She couldn’t do much more. All she could focus on was his dick pounding into her, violating her, yet it felt so incredible. She hated herself for it. Hated herself for each moan coming from her, but most of all she hated herself for coming for him.
“I –” JJ started, trying to find her voice, but she was panting heavily. Breasts going up and down with it, something that wasn’t lost on Jongin as he continued to use her body. It was getting too much. “It’s sensitive…” she pleaded with him, trembling in his arms still.
Embarrassment was the main emotion now, along with overstimulation. She needed him to finish, consequences be damned, it was all getting too much in an entirely different way now.
“What is? Full sentences, baby girl,” Jongin said, speaking in a taunt. Intentionally slowing down his thrusts to hold off the inevitable, he was getting fairly close himself but wanted to draw it out. JJ was too good to end it all already. She was the gift that kept on giving.
Again, him saying ‘baby girl’ was nothing but demeaning.
Yet she couldn’t resist it. It was all too much, and the only way to reach the end of it quicker was to give him what he wanted. JJ already felt like she had lost her dignity, nothing else truly mattered.
“M-My… pussy,” she said, struggling to get the words out as the shame grew stronger. She avoided looking at him, looking off to the side as he just continued to push into her sensitive cunt, pressed against her g-spot. “It’s sensitive, please… finish.”
“Inside of you? You want a baby from your rapist?” Jongin replied, showing her no mercy even now. He was amused and turned on all at once. He got light moans as well as whines out of her now.
JJ didn’t reply, felt humiliated and he could see it all over her face. It was all he needed, he didn’t force her to say anything more, but really did what both wanted, although for very different reasons. She just wanted it all over with, he wanted to fill her up with his cum so bad. So that was exactly what he ended up doing, several hard thrusts later he finished deep inside of her. Cock shoved in as far as it could, pulsating and spilling all of his seeds. His thrusts had grown harder leading up to this moment, to the point JJ fully expected her inner thighs to be bruised when all of this was done, merely from how he held her and fucked her.
She was too sensitive for it, her pussy and thighs felt sore with how he had gone about it, yet Jongin got a low, exhausted moan from her all the same when he climaxed. The feeling of it doing more for her than she would like. She wasn’t on any kind of protection either, so odds of him impregnating her was there. It scared her.
Jongin continued to hump her, ride out the feeling of his own orgasm and using her body for it, no matter how sensitive she was. She felt every bit of it, each thrust, the way his cock throbbed and worst of all, the way his cum filled her and tried to run out of her stuffed hole. Keeping his cock shoved into her, grinning lazily at her, enjoying the clear distress written all over JJ’s face, he leaned his head down to capture one of her nipples between his lips.
Naturally, she felt a pussy flutter with the added stimulation, her body so responsive to everything he did. She still felt too sensitive, the smallest whine slipping from her lips, which wasn’t enough to make him stop. The bud hardened for him and as he moved on to give the same treatment to her other nipple, it did the same.
“Such pretty tits,” he said, a compliment that didn’t feel like one, and the very same one he said earlier. He was staring at her breasts as he said it, leaving her feeling gross.
Only then did he pull out of her, leaving her pussy feeling empty. JJ felt relieved, even if she doubted it was the end of it. She was put back on her feet, standing on her toes to balance herself, something that felt far harder now. Her legs were wobbly after being fucked the way she had. Not that he cared, it was more difficult.
“Body that just keeps on giving!” he exclaimed, visibly excited as one of his hands was raised to smack her breast. Hard, of course, just so he could see it bounce for him.
JJ cried out in pain, clenching her eyes shut instinctively because she was all too used to taking his abuse now. She was tired, barely able to keep herself up yet if she didn’t, her wrists would hurt all the more.
Looking at him through squinted eyes, she saw him walk away from her. He was fully naked still, comfortably so. If JJ had been ten to fifteen years younger and didn’t know just how damn psychotic was, she likely would’ve been into him. He had a big, nice looking cock, his body lightly muscled and a handsome face – all with a mind filled with such sickening, disgusting thoughts.
She already felt so broken, yet she knew he was far from done with her.
-
She had been right. It was what he always did, he didn’t settle for just raping his victims once, he did it more than once. He was more restrictive with JJ, though, refused to let her be free no matter how much her wrists came to ache. Unlike his previous victims, she was trained, he didn’t care to risk it.
Every single time after he was done with her, he came inside of her pussy. He made sure of it, made comments on how she would have his baby because it helped excite him and push him over the edge. And every single time he raped her, JJ came for him as well, even as her pussy began to feel sore from the abuse, much to her own shame.
When he let her be, he didn’t bring her out somewhere secluded as he had done with his previous victims. Out in the middle of nowhere, scantily clad and forced to find someone to help them while their legs struggled to even carry them. Because he grew bored after a while, needed a new victim to bring back the excitement he felt when he initially captured them.
Not with JJ, though. His interest stayed longer and Jongin just left her where she was, tied up and fully naked. Just to add to her humiliation when she was found by her own team, and her privates were fully exposed. Dried cum stuck on her inner thighs after it had run out of her.
It had been awful to be seen like that. Even when he was done with her, it felt like she couldn’t escape him. Evidence was taken from her to be used against him when they did catch him, and every part of her body felt sore and used – especially between her legs. She took time off from work and stayed at home to recover. She was broken, a shell of the woman she used to be even if she tried to be strong and move on. Things between her and Will had changed too, even if he was understanding and gave her the space she needed.
“Shit,” JJ muttered, locked in the bathroom and home alone. She felt tears well up in her eyes, getting rightfully emotional as she stared at the two lines testing her positive.
Her hand shook as she picked up the test to look at it more closely, sight getting blurry as the reality of it all properly hit her. It had to be Jongin’s baby. Her rapist’s. Her and Will hadn’t been sexually active ever since she was raped, and before then, work had kept them from doing anything. It could only be Jongin’s. It was heartbreaking, almost worse than the rape itself, because now she would be carrying a piece of him.
Throwing the test out, the tears just began to properly fall. Having the test out of her line of sight did nothing to help her, she just felt helpless. Certain she couldn’t bring herself to get rid of the baby, that had never been her. Neither had it been Will, he would understand this decision of hers too, even if the child wasn’t his.
-
“It’s mine, isn’t it?”
It had been months since her assault, yet JJ recognized the voice right away. She refused to look at him, yet out of her peripheral vision she could see Jongin standing by the bars of his cell. He had been caught, had been locked up for what he did towards her and countless other women. Now, she was there for someone else, though. It was why she stayed focused, tried to block him out as best as she could and keep it professional. But it was hard, she could already feel herself crumbling, all the work she put in to try and bounce back from what he did to her, felt threatened with just one simple question.
It seemed Jongin hardly needed a yes or no, he went with it being his. Looked visibly excited with it, as he looked at the unmistakable baby bump on JJ.
“I am always ready for baby number two, if you would like. You have connections, I am sure you can work something out. I’ll make you come, that’s a promise and you know it,” he said, voice getting louder as she was getting further away.
A large grin was on his lips, satisfied she looked visibly affected by his mere presence. She was trying to hide it, but she couldn’t. This was something he could use for later when he needed some sexual relief of his own.
“You were my favorite!” he yelled after her.