Dafne Was Fine, Until .....

As promised, Mark arrived at 9 in his sports car, which he likes to show off so much. My image couldn't have been better: a sleeveless top that showed off my abdomen, a plaid miniskirt that stirred passions, and sexy erotic lingerie underneath.

Yes, I was more than ready to become a woman tonight. Inside the car, Mark drove at high speed to a remote spot outside the city. A lookout point at the top of a hill offered a spectacular view of the city, and, most importantly, almost no one went there at night.

At 9:30 when we arrived, he parked between two trees, making it harder to see us. Brimming with confidence, Mark pulled out a bottle of whiskey and two glasses, probably to loosen us up.

"Do you want it?"

"Of course."

As the minutes passed, the **** did its work, relaxing my mind and making me playful, as I rested my head on his shoulder. Mark, on the other hand, seemed more daring as he placed his hand inside my skirt and began whispering in my ear.

“Do you know why I brought you here?” he said, his voice thick with **** and lust.

“I have no idea, why aren't you giving me a clue?” I replied, playing hard to get.

Immediately, Mark's hand went deeper, slowly pulling down my expensive panties, and then he began to touch my wet pussy.

“You get the idea, come on, Daphne, don't be shy about answering.”

“Mmm… ooh… no… I don't know yet,” I continued the game as long as I could.

This time, I felt his fingers circle my vaginal lips in a pleasurable **** that sought to break my resistance.

"And now?"

"Mmmhh...oohh God, how delicious...ahhhh...I think I have an idea...but I'm not sure."

Eager to win this game, Mark's intrepid fingers invaded my intimate area. It wasn't that deep, but it was enough to break my feigned resistance.

"Ahhhh...I'VE GOT IT, YOU WANT MY VIRGINITY!...AHHHHH!" he said between screams.

My boyfriend, bursting with pride, flashed that arrogant smile he wore when he achieved his triumphs. I adored that smile, which perfectly embodied the strength and confidence that had always accompanied his life.

"I knew you'd achieve it," he whispered in my ear.

I returned a similar smile; after all, he was also a huge triumph for me. Handsome, strong, and popular, he possessed all the qualities I'd sought to achieve success, a standard that guaranteed an increase in my popularity.

Seducing him was my greatest goal as soon as I learned of his existence. I poured all my talent and effort into getting him to notice me. It wasn't easy; there were plenty of suitors, but that didn't discourage me; rather, it increased my desire to win his heart.

Beyond my feelings for him, our union was a symbol of status and prestige; together, we presented an unattainable image to those beneath us. And tonight, that union would reach its peak when he took over my body.

Mark pressed his instructions on me. Of course, the fun wouldn't end there. He pressed a button, and the seats moved back, turning into a kind of bed.

"You had it all ready, bad boy," I said, inviting him to fall down on me.

"Come on, this bad boy drives you crazy," he masterfully placed himself on top of me in a dominant position.

The games were behind us; there was no more room for anything else. What was coming was the long-awaited main event. My boyfriend took off his shirt to show off those defined pecs that turned me on so much.

I did the same, showing off the beautiful and sexy bra that perfectly adorned my large breasts, which I'm sure gave Mark an erection.

"Okay, babe, it's time," said the man, unbuttoning his pants.

"Then come here and show me what you're capable of." I slid my miniskirt down, wearing only my underwear.

My pussy was throbbing as fiercely as my heart, both screaming their desire to give me their all. Nothing in this world could change my mind or get me out of here.

Everything was ready for the big moment when, in the distance, I thought I heard strange voices that were becoming confused with the wind. They were like prayers, although they sounded disturbing...

"O patrum potestatem implet nostris votis... Relinquunt fortitudinem et pulchritudinem post tergum... Amandi intelligentia super pulchritudinem... Pulchritudo horribilis... Intelligentia est parum pudici... O paterna potestatem implet nostra vota."

"Mmm... Did you hear that?"

"Ooh... What? I didn't hear anything?"

"Uh... forget it."

Since it wasn't anything relevant, I instantly put it out of my thoughts to focus on what truly mattered, but the voices returned, even louder this time. I managed to hear them better, even without being able to understand their meaning.

O PATRUM POTESTATEM IMPLET NOSTRA VOTA........ RELINQUUNT FORTITUDINEM ET PULCHRITUDINEM POST TERGUM.......AMANDI INTELLIGENTIA SUPER PULCHRITUDINEM.....PULCHRITUDO HORRIBILIS.......INTELLIGENTIA EST PARUM PUDICI........O PATERNA POTESTATEM IMPLET NOSTRA VOTA.

I didn't quite understand what happened next. Suddenly, my mind went blank, as if every thought had frozen in place. For a few brief moments, I knew nothing—not who I was or where I was; it was a complete mental void.

"Dafne... Are you okay?"

Mark's voice brought me back from wherever I was. It was only for a second, but I could have sworn I'd been like that for several hours. Quite disoriented, I looked very closely at the man standing over me.

It was like seeing him for the first time: big, muscular, and overflowing with arrogance. A deep feeling of disgust immediately filled me, followed by an enormous repulsion towards his figure. Having his large body looming over mine like a filthy gorilla made me want to reject him.

“Get off me, Mark,” I muttered in disgust.

"What are you talking about?"

Hearing his voice dripping with pride and brutality was the final straw. Unable to contain my repulsion, I screamed at him with all my might.

“GET YOUR DAMN BODY AWAY FROM ME!”