Rose was back in the small forested area behind the park as she removed her panties and crouched down behind a bush to pee.
"I knew I'd find you here." A familiar cold voice pierced through the silence and startled her.
But before she could turn around, her head was pressed into the ground and her skirt was pulled up, revealing her bouncy ass and pink pussy.
"You know the drill. Don't struggle, or you will just suffer more." He whispered threateningly in her ear.
Rose stayed still, seemingly still shocked and muddle headed. He gave a harsh slap to her plump ass cheek, pulling her out of her daze and eliciting a low squeal from her.
"Do you understand?" he asked coldly, looking straight into her tear-filled eyes.
Rose immediately nodded her head, but he slapped her ass again. "And if you scream again, I'll shove those panties down your throat like before. Do you want that?"
She shook her head and bit her lips to keep her mouth shut as he pulled his pants down and teased her asshole with his massive, throbbing cock.
Her asshole was still sore and she shuddered to think what state it'd be after he was done.
"Since you are behaving, I will make it a little less painful this time." He smiled and directed his cock towards her slit where a thin yellow stream was trickling out quietly.
He let it wash in her pee for a few seconds and then stabbed it into her asshole without any delay. It easily pierced through her sphincter in first try, but its massive girth was still too much for her tiny ass, so it only went in halfway through.
Rose's eyes widened in pain but she bit her lips and managed to keep her scream contained. But was just getting started.
He simply pulled out before slamming it back into her with a greater force, relishing in the tightness of her insides. He continued to pound her as Rose squirmed and struggled beneath him with quiet moans.
While he was going back and forth, he pulled Rose up to stand on her knees and turned her head around to kiss her, sucking and biting her luscious pink lips eagerly.
Still not satisfied, he ripped her shirt apart and pushed her bra up to fondle her breasts. He began to play with her erect nipples, twisting and turning them in his fingers while his other hand slowly slipped between her legs and found her wet entrance.
He inserted a finger inside and probed around before adding another. Then he began to stir her from the front and drill her from the back, all the while kissing her into a mindless daze, stimulating her body from all directions.
Eventually, the pleasure overtook her senses and Rose began to moan and move her hips to match his rhythm as an intense wave of ecstasy bubbled up inside her.
In response, his thrusts became faster and faster until she reached her peak and exploded into an orgasm.
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"Mmghh.." Rose stirred awake and turned on her side, with a thin trail of drool running down the corner of her mouth.
She was still tired and groggy as she wrestled with the urge to sleep in, and the obligation to get up for school.
As she was hovering in that half asleep state, scenes from her dream flashed in her mind, chasing away the lingering sleep. She sat up with her eyes wide open, wondering if what happened yesterday was just her dream or did she have a wet dream about it last night.
It was really confusing her early morning brain, but before she could think any further, her stomach growled loudly, distracting her.
Rubbing her empty stomach, she realised that she hadn't actually eaten anything since yesterday's lunch in school. She glanced at the small clock on her bedside table and jumped to her feet in a hurry.
"Oh, no. Im going to be late." she cried out as she scrambled into the bathroom.
She took a quick bath and got dressed in her uniform before grabbing her bag and heading down.
Rushing straight into the kitchen, she made herself a simple breakfast. As she served a plate of French toast with eggs and cheese, she heard footsteps from behind and turned around.
"Urghh!!" A tall woman with messy dark brown hair groaned loudly as she stumbled into the kitchen.
Wearing nothing but a white top and black thong, she plopped herself down at the kitchen counter.
There was a deep frown etched between her hazy brown eyes as she massaged her temples. The eyeshadow and mascara she meticulously applied was smeared and her plump lips still had a faint trace of the red shade that seemed to have been wiped off sometime in the night.
"Uhh, this..." she hung her head low, muttering something under her breath.
Rose's body visibly trembled and she stopped what she was doing. She took a quick glance at the older woman's half naked appearance and lowered her head.
The sheer white, off-shoulder top she was wearing did nothing to hide the hickeys scattered across her neck and cleavage. And without a bra underneath, the pink tips on her ample breasts were sticking out of the thin fabric, attracting all attention.
The black thong around her waist barely covered her pubes, while her bountiful ass and long, toned legs would make any man drool.
But even with the sloppy makeup and unkempt appearance, her body was oozing with the charm and appeal of a mature woman.
She was Miranda Watson, aka The Witch. Also her step mother.
"Ughh! What the hell is this?" Miranda sniffed at the plate of French toast and gagged at the smell.
She knocked the plate off the counter in disgust as she growled. "Get this shit away from me. It's making me puke again."
She shoved the plate with such force, the French toast went flying everywhere and the plate crashed at Rose's feet, shattering into numerous pieces.
Several shards flew past her legs and left tiny cuts above her ankles where her socks didn't reach.
Rose was startled and hissed in pain as she took a step back. She then stood there silently, clutching the corners of her skirt in her small fists.
The witch doesn't usually wake up until late noon, but whenever she does, she would be in a bad mood and get upset at the slightest thing.
Not that she was any better otherwise.
After a lot of painful experiences, Rose learned to stay away from her whenever she was in such state.
She took another quick peek at the woman groaning in discomfort and knew the peace won't last long.
Afraid and anxious, Rose stayed still for a few seconds before crouching down to pick up the broken pieces. She quietly collected all the pieces she could find and dumped them in the trash can.
She then thought of something and stood up to open a cabinet on the wall behind her and searched around inside.
"What the hell are you doing now?" the witch barked from the counter as she glared at Rose who had her hand in the cabinet shelf.
Rose was terrified at her tone of voice and quickly turned around with a panicked expression. "I… I was… l-looking for…"
"Stop mumbling and speak louder-" she yelled, but the shouting caused her headache to intensify.
"Ugh… you dumb cunt." she groaned and grumbled quietly, as she lowered her head, trying to massage her temples.
Rose seemed to be used to hearing the insults and looked down at the bottle she was holding in her hands. She opened the lid of the bottle and popped out a pill before pouring a glass of water and hesitantly placed them both on the counter in front of the witch.
The women looked at the pill and the glass of water in front of her, and then glanced at the fidgeting girl. Then, without even a word of gratitude, she snatched the bottle from Rose's hands and popped out 3 more pills before throwing them into her mouth and downing the glass of water.
Rose was shocked and anxious when she saw the witch taking so many pills at once but didn't dare to say anything.
Miranda let out a long burp and frowned at the sight of Rose gawking at her as if she was looking at something strange.
"What the hell are you looking at? Don't you have to go to school or something?" she growled, with a sneer on her face. "If that old hag complains again, I won't be held responsible."
At the mention of school, Rose realized she was already late, and even more so now.
"I… Im l-leaving!" She picked up her bag beside the countertop and rushed out from the kitchen without even having eaten breakfast.
Her legs wobbled after a few steps but she steadied herself for a second before walking away in an awkward manner.
Miranda tsked and frowned in disapproval at her clumsiness and stood up to go back to her room to sleep.