The bedroom was dimly lit, casting long shadows across the walls. Sam lay on the bed, her heart pounding in her chest as she felt the man's hand caressing her body. She couldn't believe what was happening. This man was older than her father, and yet here she was, lying in bed with him.
"What are you doing?" Sam asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
The man leaned in and kissed her neck, working his way down to her small breasts. Sam couldn't help but feel a little self-conscious as he compared them to his daughter's.
"You're so beautiful, Sam," he murmured, his breath hot against her skin.
Sam tried to push him away, but he was too strong. She felt his finger slide inside her, causing her to cry out in pain.
"Shh, it's okay," he whispered, his voice soothing. "I'm going to take your virginity as my birthday gift."
Sam wasn't sure how to feel about this. On one hand, she was scared and uncomfortable. But on the other hand, she was curious about what it would feel like. She had never felt anything like this before.
The man started fingering her faster, and to her surprise, she started moaning in pleasure. She had never felt anything like this before. It was intense and overwhelming, but she couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement.
Sam's body tensed up as she reached her climax, moaning loudly as she came in the man's hand. She had never felt so vulnerable before.
The man opened her legs wider and positioned himself between them. Sam tried to protest, but he silenced her with a kiss.
"It's okay, Sam," he whispered. "I'll be gentle."
Sam felt a sense of dread as the man tried to enter her. She was too tight, and she could feel herself tearing as he pushed himself inside her.
She cried out in pain as the man took her virginity. She felt shame wash over her - she didn't want this, but her body was too weak to resist.
The man started moving his hips, causing Sam to feel even more pain. She tried to push him away, but he was too strong.
"Stop, please," Sam begged, tears streaming down her face.
But the man didn't seem to care. He was too caught up in his own pleasure.
Sam felt like a rag doll, completely at the man's mercy. She couldn't believe she let this happen.
The man finally finished, collapsing on top of Sam. She felt used and violated.
The man got up and started getting dressed. Sam lay there, feeling numb.
"I'll see you soon, Sam," the man said, before leaving the room.
Sam was left alone in the dark room, her body aching and sore. She couldn't help but feel a sense of loss - she wasn't sure if she'd ever be the same again.
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