As Tia sat down on the chair facing her computer screen, she noticed an unusual message from one of her regular viewers. His username was Anon, and he always watched her stream religiously every day. Today's message seemed more intense than usual; it read, "Princess of Darkness... I have been waiting for this moment for far too long."

Her heart skipped a beat as she read the message, trying to maintain her elegance even through the virtual chatbox. "And what might that be, my dear viewer?" She asked curiously.

His response sent shivers down her spine; he told her he would be visiting her home tonight, and they had some unfinished business to attend to. He claimed that he had waited long enough for their 'date.'

Tia tried to brush off the threat, convincing herself that it must be a joke or perhaps just an overly obsessed fan. But deep inside, she couldn't help but feel uneasy about his intentions. As the hours ticked by, she found herself growing increasingly anxious, unable to focus on anything else besides the looming darkness outside her window.

When midnight finally arrived, there was a sharp knock on her front door. Her heart pounded in her chest as she slowly made her way towards it, fear gripping her every move. As she opened the door, she saw him standing there - tall and menacing in his black hoodie and jeans.

"You came..." She whispered, her voice trembling slightly.

He didn't say a word; instead, he grabbed her forcefully by the hair and dragged her into the house. Tears streamed down her face as she struggled against him, desperately trying to break free from his grasp. But it was no use; he was too strong for her.

"Please... stop..." She whimpered, feeling a wave of nausea wash over her.

His cold eyes bore into hers as he roughly pushed her onto the couch. He began undoing his belt buckle aggressively while pulling off his hood, revealing himself fully to her terrified gaze. His face was twisted with lust, and his breathing was ragged.

Tia tried again to resist, pushing him away with all her might. "No! Stop!" She screamed, feeling like her mind was beginning to unravel under the stress.

But Anon wasn't listening; if anything, he seemed even more aroused by her struggle. He forced his way inside her, taking her virginity in one brutal thrust. She felt like her body was being torn apart from the inside out, yet there was nothing she could do about it.

As he continued to pound into her, mercilessly claiming what he believed belonged to him, Tia's mind snapped. Her once elegant demeanor crumbled under the onslaught of pain and humiliation. Tears streamed down her cheeks uncontrollably while muffled sobs escaped her lips. All she could think about now was ending this nightmare.

Suddenly, a sense of detachment washed over her. She looked at herself from outside her body, watching helplessly as she was violated before her very eyes. It didn't feel real anymore; it was as though she were trapped in some sort of surreal dream where nothing made sense or had meaning.

And then, just like that, the pain subsided, replaced by an odd sensation of pleasure she hadn't expected. She closed her eyes tightly, trying to block out everything around her, focusing solely on the strange feelings coursing through her veins. A part of her wanted to resist, but another part welcomed the darkness consuming her.

When it was finally over, Tia lay there motionless, exhausted both physically and mentally. She couldn't believe what had happened - how her life had been turned upside down by one twisted individual who claimed to be her fan. She looked up at him, her eyes glassy with disbelief and confusion. "Why did you do this?" She asked softly, her voice barely above a whisper.

He smirked down at her, his chest still heaving with exertion. "Because I could," he replied simply, zipping up his pants.

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Pub: 25 Nov 2023 23:50 UTC

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