Make You Scream

Megamind glared down at Roxanne, as she smirked back in her constant retaliatory manner. No matter how many times he kidnapped her, regardless of whatever horrible actions he threatened upon her physical well being, she was never frightened.

In fact, it was obvious to her it was a game. And with a sinking feeling, a game she was starting to win.

Over the past eight kidnappings, her clothing became tighter and tighter. He could have sworn last time she spread her legs briefly in a way to show she wasn’t wearing underwear, and this time it was evident she didn’t put a bra on. He could see her breasts straining against the thin, silky material of her dress; the outline of her nipples, taut from the chill of the lair, threatening to tear through the fabric.

He started to get hard, staring at her nipples. He could barely tear his eyes off of them before he noticed Roxanne’s sardonic smile deepening at his distress. He flicked his cape over his lap in an effort to hide his growing bulge.

Roxanne sat back, extending her legs out, stretching. “So what’s the plan of failure today, Megamind? Can we get this show on the road? I have a date tonight I don’t want to miss.” complained Roxanne.

“Ah, is that why you are dressed so proo-vaka-tiv-lee today, Ms. Ritchie?” he responded, hoping his response came out casual and uncaring.

“Maybe. I figured you would be kidnapping me, as Metroman is doing a highly publicized appearance for charity, and you can never resist trying to steal the spotlight.”

“Oh ho! So admit that you dressed up to ensnare my attentions? I always knew you were a temptress!”

“Hah. I just like to show you what you can’t have, you blue loser. I don’t date men that constantly lose.”

Megamind’s face fell for a brief second, before he replaced it with a sneer. Roxanne felt a flash of annoyance at herself, thinking maybe she was being outright mean. Truth be told, she felt titillated whenever he ran his eyes over her, devouring her with an outright sexual hunger that was thrilling. No man ever looked at her with such desire. And his low voice, which could be so smooth and sensual, often sent a chill up her thighs.

“This bitch has taunted me too often. Call me a loser, will she? She forgets that I am a super villain, and she is in my grips.” Megamind thought to himself. Feeling light headed due to all the blood being relocated to his lower parts, Megamind continued to work himself up into a fury. “Time to do something about this. Minion has the day off, I haven’t called Metroman yet. I’m tired of just staring and not doing. It’s obvious she wants me, why else would she tease me?”

Megamind stood up and moved towards Roxanne. He saw her eyes flit down and widen at the bulge in his pants. He stood before her and slowly peeled off his leather gloves, revealing his bare hands with their long slender fingers. Leaning forward, he placed his hands on either side of the chair she was tied to. Megamind placed his lips to her ear, and whispered in his most menacing voice “Ohhhh Ms. Ritchie. You forget that I am the villain here, and you are at my mercy. Apparently it’s time to show you that I DO have the ability to make you scream, one way or another.”

As he inhaled the scent of her hair, rubbing his face against its silkiness, his hand gripped her thigh, and slid its way up to her breast. His fingers grasped and tweaked her nipple. God, how he had been wanting this. The smell of her hair, the feel of her breast. The sound of her breath sharpening; so many stimuli, overwhelming him, clouding his mind, causing him to become even more emboldened.

He looked at her face. She was flushed, her eyes open with a mix of terror… and desire? Her dress had a v-neck, and he grasped both sides of the flimsy fabric with his hands and tore it open, causing her bosom to spill out. “NO! Please… stop!” she gasped, humiliated. Roxanne started to squirm, to see if she could fight back, and escape her bonds.

Her squirming only caused her breasts to bounce back and forth, recapturing Megamind’s attention. He slid down onto his knees and leaned forward to take one into his mouth. While sucking and licking her nipple, and lightly nipped on her breast, his hands hitched up her skirt.

“Stop! Stop! No! This is not okay, Megamind! Please! HELP! Metroman! HELP!” Roxanne started to shout.

Megamind chuckled, a deep throaty evil sound. “Oh Ms. Ritchie. Frightened, are we? Maybe if you had played the game the whole time, it wouldn’t have come to this. But you wanted it to come to this, you taunted me, constantly.”

Megamind hooked his fingers through the sides of her panties and slid them off. “What’s this? Blue lacy underwear? Why, I do believe you wore these for me. I’ll be keeping these, as a reminder and trophy of the night I finally made you scream”, he purred.

Setting the underwear aside, he pushed his face up against hers. She had quieted down, and was trying to avoid eye contact. Her face was flush with humiliation. He could smell her humiliation, but he could also smell her hair, her perfume, and her pussy.

With that, he slid his hand up between her thighs, seeking its warm center. She whimpered as his long delicate fingers found their target. She was already slick with desire as he slipped a finger in, and then a second one.

His thumb found her button, and slowly encircled it while his fingers glided in and out of her pussy. Roxanne involuntarily started to rock her hips back and forth in response to his administrations.

“This is.. wrong.. please.. mmm.. stop..” she stuttered.

“Of course it’s wrong, Ms. Ritchie. I’m a villain. I don’t exactly go about doing right, now do I?” he responded. Feeling her juices on his hands, watching her flushed face and rocking body, Megamind knew he couldn’t wait any longer. Months of pent up sexual frustration burst out, and he stood up, untied her hands and picked her up.

Roxanne quickly started trying to struggle, but Megamind was stronger than he looked. He carried her into a side room where he slept. Granted, it was just a cot, but it would do the job. He placed her on the bed, and growled “If you move, I will dehydrate you”, as she tried to cover up her exposed breasts. She froze, unsure on what to do.

Megamind slid off his pants, causing his exposed member to jut out menacingly. Roxanne gasped – how did he hide such a massive cock in such tight pants? She was afraid at what would happen next – the glint in Megamind’s eyes was truly the most evil look she had ever seen on his face.

Roxanne whimpered and tried one more time to plead with her captor to let her go unharmed.

“I would say I’m sorry, Ms. Ritchie, but I’m not. I’ve been wanting this for months, and I know I’m not alone with this. You’ve been teasing me, and now it’s time to show you why you never torment a super villain”, he growled.

He reached into a drawer and grabbed his bottom of lube, which he generally used to jack off with. “You’re going to need this, I can tell. You were tight with even just two fingers in you”, he muttered, while liberally applying lubrication to his thick cock.

Roxanne tried to sit up in an attempt to jump off the cot, but he roughly pushed her back. His narrow hips easily pushed her thighs apart, as the tip of his cock hovered before her opening.

Roxanne’s mind was racing. She had to admit, the past few times after she had been kidnapped, she would masturbate afterwards, thinking of his voice. But that didn’t mean she really wanted him, did it? He felt so good, he had a foreign scent about him that she found intoxicating. But she never expected this. He never seemed the type that would take it this far. She was frightened and excited at the same time. She was angry at her body for responding so quickly to his advances, and unsure of what she thought about all this.

Megamind kept her pinned to the bed, and began to suck on her breasts again, alternating back and forth. A low purr of satisfaction rumbled from his throat, as his kisses, licks and nips went up to her throat. He bit down on the flesh between her neck and shoulder, causing her to arch her back and yelp.

“I’ve wanted you for so long..” With that, Megamind plunged into her, his huge member only getting three quarters in before meeting with resistance. He started rocking his hips back and forth, continuing to work his way in until he was up to the hilt. He paused for a moment, and sneered down at her flushed face. He shoved his hips in hard to prove his point, causing her to gasp.

“Now.. Ms. Ritchie.. urmmm… time to claim your body as mine.” Megamind pulled out and flipped Roxanne onto her stomach. He pressed his body down against her and repositioned himself back to her opening, which was now eagerly awaiting his massive blue cock. He bit down again on her flesh and plunged himself back in. Biting and fucking, his pushed harder and harder, pulling in, pulling out, biting down.

Roxanne had never been taken so roughly. It was purely carnal; she could feel the sexual craving and energy flowing forward from Megamind. Being filled by him, he rubbed up against her g-spot causing so much pleasure. Being taken from behind, bitten, like animals in heat, was so primal.

With enough blood rushing from her head, over stimulated by everything going on, Roxanne was no longer able to think clearly. All she could focus on was the rising desire happening between her legs – an orgasm building up, like she had never had before.

Her whimpers overpowered Megamind even more. “You fucking.. bitch.. you.. are .. mine now.. ahhh ahhh.. . every time.. I kidnap you.. ahhh… gonna.. fuck.. you.. fuck.. your.. cunt… raw!” Megamind growled into her ear.

“Ahh get ready.. ahh.. gonna. Fill you… own you.. “ as he neared orgasm.
That was all Roxanne needed. She loved being talked dirty to. She was too embarrassed to ask her partners to do so, but hearing this from Megamind, the city’s super villain, in his silky voice so laden with desire, she couldn’t handle it.

Roxanne started to cum, waves of pleasure bursting from her. She screamed, loudly, rawly, punctuated by each wave of desire flooding her body.

Megamind bit down again on her, reveling on the feel of her flesh in his mouth, between his teeth. Hearing her call out from orgasm, he released in her. Filling her with ropey strands of his cum that he knew would be spilling out between her thighs for days. He pushed in hard, as deep as his cock would go, feeling her body quiver, as he finished cumming inside of her.

Slowly pulling out, Megamind stood up and stared down at Roxanne, taking in her sweaty, sticky body, covered in his bite marks, and smirked.

“I told you I’d make you scream.”