I wake up to the sound of him walking down the stairs. Although I’m feeling dizzy and disoriented, I know for sure he is coming for me.
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The last few weeks have been like this…I think. I can’t recall much other than that I was out partying with my friends, then the next moment I woke up in someone’s basement. Drugged but seemingly unharmed, with all my clothes still on me. I’ve been kidnapped. My memory beyond that is patchy at best. I remember being dragged to a different place a few of times, just to pass out from some kind of drug again and again.
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I remember hearing the voice of a man. Kind words… Although now that I look at myself I can see the bruises on my legs and my arms. I’m so confused. I hate him but somehow I know that I don’t want to resist. Whatever happened since my kidnapping, it seem to have taught me that lesson.
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He’s unlocking the door. Suddenly, the lone light bulb hanging from the ceiling that lit up this miserable, cold and tiny room, goes out.
“Oh my God, please don’t hurt me!” – I scream into the darkness. I can’t see or hear anything. A strong hand grabs me and a piece of cloth is pushed into my face. It smells like… smells like the sweetest dream. I feel like freefalling for a moment, then I lose my consciousness.
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Moments, or perhaps hours later I come back to my senses. I gasp and try to look around, but I quickly realise that I can’t move. I try to scream, but only a muffled grunt comes out of my mouth. My mouth… it’s kept wide open by something, yet I can hardly breathe. Is it a ball gag?
“Mmmmppph!” – I scream again, as hard as I can, to no avail. I start to panic as all my instincts tell me to spit it out and breathe, but I can’t! I try to swallow, but my saliva just drips down onto the floor in front of me.
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Whatever he used to drug me makes it really hard to keep my eyes open. I can see the floor. Beautifully polished hardwood floor, with a small puddle of my saliva on it. I try to look up, but my neck is held in place by something, and so are my hands. I’m locked in a pillory! My ankles are also held tight by something. I can’t turn my head to see what it is. I can tell that I’m standing and bent over, with something like a small table supporting my hips and thus preventing me from kneeling down.
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I’ve never felt so exposed and vulnerable in my life. I’m not naked, I can feel the tightness of a short skirt, and perhaps a crop top on me. Yet being in this position, bent over and unable to move makes me feel like I’m put on display…or to be used.
“Let me go!” – I scream and squirm, trying to set myself free, but the gag turns my scream into just a grunt and a few more drops on the floor.
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“Are you finished?” – snaps the male voice at me from somewhere behind me. It fills me with fear, and I immediately freeze like a scared little bunny.
“I’m not going to hurt you. You are a lovely girl and I’m sure there will be no need for punishment this time.” – says the voice. He sounds much older than me, maybe 40 years old? I can’t remember ever seeing his face. I shiver from the thought of what he might do to me…
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The next moment he walks into my narrow field of vision, but the pillory prevents me from looking up. I can see his elegant leather shoes, his dark jeans, and nothing else.
“You made quite a mess here. How pathetic.” says the man as he grabs my chin with one hand.
“At least you are very pretty. Stunning, actually. I’m really looking forward to getting to know you more.” – he says, and I almost start to believe that he will be kind to me, when he suddenly slaps my face so hard that I almost pass out. My ears are ringing and my eyes fill with tears. I try my best not to cry, but a lone teardrop falls down on the floor and betrays me.
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“You have such a beautiful body, and I’m truly sorry for those bruises. You are fierce and I absolutely understand why. But trust me, the day will come when you will be begging for me to fuck your precious little butt.” – says the man as he walks behind me. He puts one hand on my lower back, and lightly slaps my buttcheek with the other. I can feel the adrenaline filling my veins, and my heart starts to beat faster. His hands now slide up and down my thighs slowly, gently, and I can feel how warm they are. I feel violated, but it feels oddly comforting. I can’t believe my own thoughts as I start to feel a tingling sensation, in anticipation of having his hands slide further up.
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…and they do exactly that, pulling up my skirt as they move. I definitely don’t have panties on, as I can feel his breath on my exposed skin. I’m getting weak in the legs as his hands rest on my buttcheeks, thumbs softly massaging my labia. Slow circular movements that go on and on… Fingertips teasing my pussy patiently, sliding up and down, up and down… Fuck, I’m getting wet and he knows it. I notice myself breathing faster and heavier, my body craving his touch. He keeps massaging me for a few minutes with great care, and the sensation of his fingertips on my pussy makes me really wet.
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“I see you like this a lot. You have gotten quite wet. Good girl!” – he says in a condescending voice, and I involuntarily push my hips towards him. Suddenly I feel the unmistakable hot wetness of his tongue on my pussy, and I can’t help but close my eyes and moan as he starts licking me with gentle, long strokes, from the top of my clit all the way up to my ass. God, it feels so good yet so unbelievably wrong! The tip of his tongue pressing against my clit releases a wave of pleasure that invigorates my whole body. He licks, kisses, licks again… Then he starts making out with me down there. Passionate kisses cover every inch of my pussy, while the tip of his tongue slides into me, then out, then in again. It slides in deep and just rests inside me, while his wet fingertips gently rub my clit. I can feel my nipples getting hard, begging to be sucked and pinched. Drops of my pussy juice run down on my inner thighs, while he eats me out like the most caring lover.
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I’m starting to get really into it, enjoying every stroke of his tongue, when he suddenly stops and slaps my ass really hard. I let out a surprised “Mmmpphhh!”, as he slaps it again and again.
“You slut! Did you really think I would let you come?” – he says angrily, then slaps my clit with the tip of his fingers. I scream again from the shock, and I can feel a throbbing, numb pain between my legs. My buttcheeks burn and I’m sure his hand left its mark.
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He moves to my side and slides his hand under my top. He finds my breasts and starts groping and massaging them, and playing with my nipples which are stiff and very much erect. He takes his time, thoroughly exploring every inch of my tits while I stand there, completely unable to move or do anything save for drooling on the floor. He massages my breasts for a while, squeezing and groping them. He isn’t gentle, but his hands sure know how to please. My breasts are already sensitive, and he plays with them in a way that makes me want to beg for more.
“Your tits are so fucking perfect” – my captor says, as he holds one of my breasts firmly in his hand, squeezing it hard.
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“It’s a shame you crave to be fucked so much right now. I’d love to have paid more attention to them” – he says. He pinches my nipple between his fingers, and the sharp pain makes me jump – or rather, twitch, as the pillory keeps me in my place, reminding me that there is no escape. The pain intensifies as he slowly twists and pulls my nipple. My scream is muffled by the ball gag, but my tears fall freely onto the floor.
“What are you saying?” – he asks, and twists my nipple even more. It feels like it’s about to be torn off, and I can’t help but scream again and again.
“Hmm? You want me to fuck you instead?” – he asks in a calm voice, and grabs my hair with his other hand. He pulls my hair hard as I squirm, trying to free myself from him.
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“Mmmmppphhhh!” – I hear myself, but he doesn’t move an inch, and I feel like he’s tearing me apart.
“Beg for it, slut” – he snaps at me, as I stop screaming to catch my breath.
“Please stop!” – I try to shout, but only an unintelligible grunt comes out of my mouth…and some saliva, cruelly dripping down into the puddle under me.
“Not fucking good enough” – he says as he finally lets go of my tortured nipple. A moment later he raises his hand and slaps my breast from the side so hard, that I almost faint from the sudden pain. I scream and instinctively try to turn away from him to protect myself, but I just end up squirming pathetically. He doesn’t hit me again, just stands by my side without a word. A minute passes as I catch my breath. Tears fill my eyes, as I feel more vulnerable then ever. I’m exposed, in pain, sweating, shaking… and so turned on that I crave every touch of his, gentle or harsh.
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He walks behind me and I hear him opening a shelf, grabbing something then coming back to me.
Warm liquid drips on my ass, tickling me as it slowly runs down over my anus. I recognise the sensation, it’s lube. Lots of lube. It tickles a bit first, but it’s warm and it feels so good to have my holes covered by it. He uses his fingers to spread it, with slow circular motions. He takes his time, playing with my clit while sliding his fingers into my pussy and my ass. Thick, manly fingers sliding in and out, in and out, in and out…then slowly in, deeper and deeper. I moan, I can’t help it. I involuntarily squeeze his finger that’s in my butt. My hips move to the rhythm he dictates, and I feel like I could come any moment. He doesn’t stop or slow down, he keeps fingerfucking me without saying a word. In and out, in and out, in and out… The sound of his slippery fingers fucking me fills the air, and I feel like an unstoppable orgasm is about to erupt from me. My pussy starts to contract involuntarily, squeezing him, and he just keeps going. Tension builds up in my ass, and this hot energy spreads into my pussy, then my whole body. I try to hold my moan, but my pussy suddenly squeezes him even harder and a I can’t resist anymore.
A powerful orgasm shakes my body, I scream as I ride the wave of insane, guilty pleasure. “Fuck me, fuck me more!” – I shout, in vain. He pulls out his fingers just before the orgasm fades away, and lets me squirm helplessly. I try to rub my pussy against him, or against something, anything, as my interrupted orgasm demands conclusion. The lack of touch burns immensely, with my hungry little clit aching for a finger or a tongue.
Then I die.
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My orgasm fades away, incomplete, and I feel utterly broken, cheated and unsatisfied.
“How embarrassing” – I hear his voice. How can he show no emotion, no passion at all, with me being here, exposed and ready to be used… I was ready to beg for him to rape me just a moment ago, and now I feel dirty, used and deeply ashamed. I twitch, as an afterthought of my orgasm runs through my body. My ass and pussy feel hot and sensitive, with lube and my own juices running down around my crotch and the inside of my thighs.
I hear him unzip his pants, as he walks in front of me. He’s undoing his belt, and I expect the worst.
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“You were useless today. A pathetic, disgusting little whore.” – he says, as he wraps his belt around my neck and tightens it hard enough that I can barely breathe.
“Mmmpppphhhhhh!” – I groan, begging him to stop. And he does. The belt remains tightened around my neck, but I can still breathe. I drool on the floor helplessly, and realise how big a puddle I’ve made.
He stands with his crotch right in front of my face, and he takes out his cock. A beautiful erect penis, very good size, thick and curved, its tip not covered by foreskin at all. If only I had this in my ass a few minutes ago…
He grabs my hair with one hand, and starts stroking his cock with the other. He pushes the tip of it against my face, and it’s surprisingly hot. I can’t move my head at all, can’t turn away or push him away. I’m not sure if I even want to… I just want to get this gag out of my mouth and breathe freely.
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His cock is throbbing now, as he strokes it at a steady pace.
“God you are so beautiful” – he says as he pulls my hair and slaps my face with his dick. He rubs it agains my lips, and strokes it, constantly, steadily. I can hear him breathing faster and heavier now, and I can see his balls moving in his ballsack, ready to spray their load all over me.
“Fuck… mmmmmhhh” – he moans deeply, and I feel his grip on me getting stronger. I want him to come, so I moan back to him in my most innocent voice…
“Fffuuucckkk” – he grunts in response immediately, and suddenly hot cum erupts from his cock, all over my face. Several smaller loads follow the first one, shooting cum over my lips, my nose, my cheeks and my hair. It’s hot and smells so good, I can’t help but smile.
“Fuck…” – he sighs, watching his sperm drip down my chin as his orgasm concludes. He leans over me, burying his face in my hair. We stay like this for several minutes, and for the first time today I start to think he has genuine emotions. I embrace his care, and gladly breathe in the smell of his cum. I’m so happy to be hugged. I’m happy he is here with me…
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An eternity later, he lets go of my hair, straightens up and suddenly slaps me in the face hard. It shocks me and it hurts, both physically and emotionally. I feel utterly confused, but he gives no explanation and just walks away.
I hear him walk out and close the door. I’m alone again, sweaty, dirty, covered in cum and drooling on the floor. His belt still holding my neck tight. I’m miserable, ashamed, humiliated… and content.
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