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Surface Prisoner	By : TegaRin Category: +S through Z > Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Views: 5953 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: The TMNT are not mine. I make no money of this. Allison is an original character. I don't really care if anyone uses her just lemme know.

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Part 3
Riding out the unwanted orgasm, Allison sobbed. It was all she could do. Suddenly, Mikey flung her aside and got up. Marching to the stereo, he rummaged through his CDs and changed the music. Slower, romantic music reached her ears and Allison tried to name the familiar song—anything to keep her mind off what just happened.
The turtle hunched over the stereo and all she could see was his shell rising and falling. He seemed wound up, panting and growling like an animal. Allison felt invisible to him. She wouldn’t be crazy enough to run past him and make a break for the door but maybe he’d just leave her alone if she stayed quiet. She kept her eyes on Michelangelo. He was fast and would catch her if she tried anything. His position at the door made escape impossible.
Watching him, she realized she’d never really looked at any of these creatures closely. She wasn’t sure if it was the light but his skin looked to be pale green and freckled with darker green spots. Michelangelo removed his pads and pulled out the weapons at his sides and put them on the dresser. Spotting the chains, she realized they were nun chucks. During his last visit, her boyfriend bought a pair in Chinatown. He was terrible with them. The memory made her eyes grow hot.
A tiny sob escaped before she could clamp her hand over her mouth and stop it. His head snapped up at the brunette and he grinned while taking off his belt. Turning around, he stalked towards her—crudely palming his crotch. Allison’s eyes fell on the slight parting of his shell. Chuckling, Michelangelo exposed himself and stroked slowly. After a few moments, he stood hard and proud. Throbbing with need, those icy blue eyes watched the woman with a terrifying hunger. Allison regretted complaining about his fingers. It was obvious that he was just warming up.
There was no way he could fit. She wasn’t a virgin but considering how large he was physically, she had an idea of what he might have between his legs. He was much bigger than anything she’d seen, let alone experienced. Obeying her brain, she foolishly tried to escape. Jumping off the bed, she scrambled for the door. Mikey flew across the room, caught her mid-air and threw her back on the mattress.
With renewed vigor, she fought. Swatting and scratching were the only things she could do. The turtle laughed in her face. Allison’s efforts did nothing but amuse him. She didn’t care. The combination of fear and anger made her stupid. Grabbing her wrists with one hand, he put her arms over her head. Gripping himself, he rubbed the slick shaft over the thin fabric covering her mound.
“No! Y…you’re too big!” She tried appealing to him. “Mikey! Please!”
With a sharp yank, her panties were gone and he’d positioned himself between her legs. Allison panicked. She had to do something. She tried struggling again. His solid erection thumped against Allison’s stomach. The weeping appendage left a slick, dark stain on her bright shirt.
“Mikey, you can’t” She yelled. “You’ll hurt me! Mikey—“
Grabbing her throat, he cut off her air supply and Allison’s fight shifted. Now, she just fought to breathe. He placed the tip against her entrance and rammed into her hard. A choked sob bubbled up from her. A new pain threatened to rip her in two. He put his whole body in his thrusts and the woman moved helplessly underneath him. Black spots appeared in her vision. She’d wasted precious air with her efforts. Suddenly, his hands were off her throat and moved down, ripping her shirt open. His greedy hands clutched her breasts, not bothering with removing her pink bra. Allison coughed, taking in ragged gulps of air. Mikey pounded her tender insides and a horrific new agony spawned each time he slammed into her body. Grabbing her hips, he lifted her off the bed grunting while strange purrs rolled out of him. Shock overwhelmed her senses and she could do nothing but take the abuse.
With his new prey conquered, Mikey gave a triumphant roar. After a few disconnected thrusts, he buried himself in Allison one last time. Heat flooded her insides and overflowed, dripping down her thighs. Twitching, she stared up at the ceiling with dull eyes while tears rolled down her face. She didn’t’ want to move. She didn’t want anything. He pulled out and unceremoniously dropped her on the bed. Reality hit with enough force to knock the air out of her lungs and an ugly bark of a sob escaped from Allison.
“Aw, don’t cry, Ally. We had fun.” Mikey said with twisted humor. “I had fun.”
He leaned down to touch her and Allison jerked away. Rolling to her side, she curled up into a protective ball and cried quietly.
“Stop crying.” He demanded. She ignored him and focused on the ache between her legs. He growled. “I said stop crying!”
Allison cried harder, her mind playing the violation over and over. Her disobedience didn’t go over well with Mikey. The turtle reached for her again and she shrunk back. Grabbing one of her legs, he pulled her forward and almost off the bed. Her lower body hung off the side but before she could move, Michelangelo was on top of her, pinning the woman down with his weight. Burning with contempt, she tried to buck him off.
She forgot everything when he entered her for a second time. Allison could only process pain. Grabbing her waist, Michelangelo pulled Allison up until her bottom was in the air. The new position allowed him to hit her deeper than before and pounded her with a frenzied pace. Her insides screamed in rebellion and she sobbed into the sheets. Grunting, he purred with pleasure and rushed towards another peak. Pounding her hard and fast, he filled her with his seed again. Allison no longer fought; she merely wept and clutched the sheets.
Annoyed, Michelangelo growled. “I said stop crying, Ally…”
Placing a hand between her shoulder blades, he pushed her down into the bed. Her walls unintentionally massaged the softening member inside her, stirring it to life. A fire filled her lungs as Allison gasped for air. Bright light tunneled her vision. Weak from stress, she hopelessly clawed at the sheets and tried to displace them for a chance to breathe. Her heavy arms dropped to the bed, unresponsive. The turtle’s primal grunts sounded further away. Craving air, she moaned into the mattress. Her lower body throbbed with hot agony stemming from the firm flesh sawing in and out of her. She briefly wondered if he noticed she was suffocating. He probably didn’t care…
…Mike probably called her phone anyway…
“…The wedding…”
Lacey’s face bubbled up in the dark fog, gently smiling at her from across the street.
“I…I’m gonna miss the wedding…”
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