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Lee had been Sheriff for as long as she could remember. In elementary school, he’d given a talk about staying safe around strangers, in high school about the dangers of drugs and now she regularly served him at the diner down the road from the station.
She’d had ambitions to move away at 16 but after falling head over heels for a boy in the class above her, she’d decided to stay instead. At least until they’re married. That would make it easier to find a house, maybe even one with enough space for a few children.
Lost in thought, she didn’t notice the Sheriff hadn’t left his seat at the counter. Usually, he made his way back home way before she closed the diner.
“You need anything else, Sheriff?”
He smiled and put his hat on as he stood up.
“Just wanted to offer a ride to the lovely lady. It’s pretty dark out.”
Of course, she declined at first. It was the polite thing to do. But her day had been quite long and her protests quickly died down.
“That’s very kind of you,” she said as Lee held the cruiser door open for her.
“It’s no trouble,” he answered when he got into the driver’s seat. The car dipped under his weight and he cleared his throat.
They drove in silence for a while. Of course, he knew where she lived. It was a small town with few people. Everyone knew each other.
“You still with that boy?”
“Three years now. We’re planning a summer wedding,” she said as she turned the engagement ring on her finger.
“That’s a nice ring. Must’ve cost him a good chunk of money.”
The conversation kept her distracted, she didn’t even notice him pulling off the main street until the road got so bad it shook the whole car.
“I-I think you might’ve missed an exit, Sheriff.”
“Lee’s fine, honey. And I didn’t miss any exit. I know it’s hard for you gals to admit, but I’ve seen you looking, you know.”
She made a confused noise and tried to open the car door. Outside it was pitch black—not a light in sight.
“Always bending over the counter just so and shoving those pretty tits in my face. A boy like you got at home can’t satisfy you, can he?”
Panic spread in her body. This wasn’t right. Sheriff Bodecker wouldn't—
His hand landed on her thigh. She was still wearing her uniform, a yellow dress that fell just over the knee. Lee shoved the fabric further up. She was just wearing an old pair of cotton panties owing to the mid-summer heat.
“Looks like I was right. Yeah, I could see it in your eyes.”
She tried to get away but Lee kept her firmly pinned with just a hand on her lower belly.
“So eager,” Lee chuckled. “Stay. We’re gonna need a bit more room, hm?”
Even when Lee stopped touching her, she felt frozen. Nothing looked familiar when she looked out of the car window. Lee and the cruiser were the only familiar sights. So, she stayed instead of running blindly into the night.
“Well behaved too. You’ll make a fine wife one day.”
Lee held his hand out. Almost tenderly he helped her out of the passenger seat and led her to the back seat.
“Go on, honey. And lose those panties.”
He didn’t restrain her or cuff her. Lee was so sure in his power, that one word would be enough that she’d do whatever he wanted.
The leather smell of the seats stung her nose. They were cracked and covered in stains. He didn’t take good care of the cruiser, he didn’t take care of anything. With her face pressed against the seats, the other smells started becoming more prominent, blood, vomit—
“Turn around. I wanna see that pretty face, darling.”
“Don’t-” she swallowed against the tightness in her throat “-call me that.”
“Why not, darling?”
“My fiance—”
Tears prickled at the corners of her eyes.
“Oh, honey,” Lee cooed. His expression turned almost soft. “We don’t wanna think about him right now, do we?”
She shook her head. It almost gave her hope how kind he looked for just a moment.
“I wanna go home.” A hiccup followed her whisper.
Lee’s smile turned cruel.
“No, you want to fuck me.”
As if to prove his statement Lee grabbed her hand. His grip so tight, the bones of her wrist ground together. He ripped the engagement ring off her finger and threw it into the cupholder in the front.
She shook her head. The tears came down harder and stained her cheeks.
“It’s alright you don’t have to say it. I know you do. No girl wants to say it but you all wanna do it.”
Her entire body was shaking from how tightly she was holding herself. She didn’t know what to do. Her feeble attempts to keep her legs squeezed together did nothing against Lee. His hand slipped between her thighs like she wasn’t even trying to keep him out.
“I never took my chance. Always waited for some sign. I don’t even know what it’d have looked like. Now I don’t have the woman I deserve at home or the offspring to keep my bloodline around either.”
Lee undid the thick belt of his uniform. His belly pressed against the buttons of his uniform and he struggled to get his fingers between the waistband of his pants to undo the button.
When he finally did, he was already hard. Just watching the girl squirm, trying to get away got him going. He stroked himself with one hand and pushed her little dress up with the other.
His thick fingers dipped into her cunt, not yet pushing in, just feeling up the outside. Almost incidentally his thumb landed on her clit. The feeling was completely foreign to her.
Overwhelming. Painful. When he eased up though, her face burned with shame. She tried to turn away from Lee’s gaze.
Because she did recognize the feeling then. She’d been caught with a pillow between her thighs, rubbing and grinding against it because it felt so good. There’s been a long talk about inviting the devil in afterwards and she didn’t dare try again no matter how good it felt.
Now though… something spasmed inside her. Clenching around nothing. Despite herself, she wished Lee’s fingers would press inside to soothe that emptiness. A sob escaped her when she realised what she’d just thought about.
“Look at that. That pussy does want to get fucked. She needs to be full, doesn’t she?”
Lee didn’t look at her face anymore. Entirely focused on his fingers stroking all along her cunt. She couldn’t help the twitching and fluttering. Her legs seemed to move on their own account.
“Please-” Tear-soaked voice rough in her throat. She couldn’t say what she was begging for. She just knew she couldn’t stand the looming threat of something any longer.
Every touch ceased. She lifted her head to look at Lee, but at that moment he gripped her legs and pulled her closer. Her head slammed back against the seat with a thud. Any pretence of softness or kindness was gone when Lee buried himself in her with a single thrust.
Pain radiated out from where Lee was pushing his dick into her and her lower belly cramped hard.
“Stop!” she sobbed pitifully but it only seemed to encourage Lee.
“I don’t like—fuck—” Lee interrupted himself with a moan,“ —don’t like ‘em too wet, I need some friction, honey.”
Her nails dug into the leather of the seat as she tried to keep her body still in an effort to avoid any more pain.
“Not—not gonna be long, then it’ll feel good. When you’re full 'a me and my cum dripping out of you.”
His mouth hung open as he sped up his rhythm.
“Gonna keep you full. Yeah, knock you up. Young thing like you ’s gotta—” Lee leant forward and placed one of his huge hands on her stomach “—gotta be a fertile heifer.”
He’d barely groaned the last word when he thrust in hard one last time. As he came he was grinding against her, trying to prolong his own pleasure. Those motions sparked that feeling low in her cunt again and sickness rose in the back of her throat. How could this feel good after everything?
Lee pulled out before she got anywhere close to an orgasm.
He pushed the few drops of cum that were dripping from her cunt back inside her and wiped his fingers on her white cotton panties.
Then he straightened her dress, wiped away her tears and grabbed her engagement ring out of the cupholder to force it back on her finger.
He pushed her legs inside, while she lied still and stared up at the roof of the car. The door shut loud enough to make her flinch.
With a grunt, he let himself fall back into the driver’s seat which shook the entire car and he turned back onto the main street up to Brewer Heights.
“Y'might wanna make that a spring wedding actually,” Lee said over his shoulder, “if you don’t want everyone talking about that baby bump during the ceremony.”