The Fantasy You Didn’t Think You Needed [MF] [CNC] [Part 1]

After spending a lovely evening with three of your favourite friends at a nice bar for some food and cocktails it’s time to settle the bill between use and head home.
One of your friends has been picked up already by her man and is on to the promise of a good hard shagging tonight after a long week of work for both of them where they have been too tired for all that carry on and barely paid attention to each other. She told the group over dinner that they’re heading away for a much needed naughty weekend the next morning in a camper van somewhere cute in the lake district. You all know she likes a bit of outdoors fun and is a bit of an exhibitionist. Something youve never tried yourself but not due to lack of interest, just never has that option arose in your past frolics with boring guys that want to fuck you missionary for 5 mins then fall asleep after they’ve came, leaving you lying there bored and unsatisfied. You have on occasion taken matters into your own hands literally and had to sort yourself out in the bathroom before climbing back into bed or heading home to your own bed which is a poor substitute for what you really desire.
Anyways… she left without leaving her share of the bill as she always does and promises to sort it out next time. Typical. She is by far the highest earner out of you all and loves to brag about it but she’s always last to put her hand in her pocket.

Another of your friends isn’t ready to go home just yet. The prosecco has kicked in. She’s hitting up a fuck buddy on her texts and has arranged to go to his, share a bottle of wine and inevitably ride his cock only for her to regret it tomorrow morning.
The last remaining friend has ordered an Uber and has offered to give you a lift home but you decline the offer, highlighting that you both stay in opposite directions and you’re only a fifteen minute walk away and fancy some fresh air. As she gets her notification to say her car has arrived she gives you a kiss goodbye and states she’s heading home to test out her new rabbit seen as she’s recently single and has no fuck buddy at hand as yet. But she’s adamant she will not be booty calling her ass hole ex. You raise a glass to that and state you’re just going to finish this and set off home.

You love how openly you all talk about your sex lives. About getting “pumped and dumped” as one friend puts it and laughing at some of the outrageous kinks you have all encountered with guys over the years. The group all agree you are the pickiest of them all with the highest of standards. And they are right. They also believe that you are the most innocent and that your sex is probably the tamest. The latter is true but only because you choose selfish guys that care more about themselves and their looks than your need. You are by no means innocent though. Not in your thoughts anyway when you’re at home craving cock. They don’t know that sometimes you are a secretive little slut and have the most depraved sexual desires of them all….
You’re about 5mins from home when you notice a bunch of young tearaways hanging around the gate of the park which you would usually pass through to get home. 5mins through the park or an extra 10mins added on to your travels going round it. To hell with it you think. They are most likely harmless little louts just having some fun and drinking with their mates much like you did yourself when you were a teenager with nowhere to go. Only of course you’re far too classy to do it hanging around park gates. You head towards the gate with the Dutch courage of the wine inside you.

You walk past the little gang and as you are about 10ft past them you hear a few wolf whistles and a few offers of what the young lads would do to you given the chance. You’re almost flattered. It has been a couple months since you were last fucked. But they are young boys. You lust for a powerful handsome man with a nice thick cock to throw you around and have his way with you. As you exit the gate at the other side of the park and turn from home the voices of the little gang are so far in the distance now you can barely hear them. You notice a guy dressed in all black rummaging around the side door of a large van. Normally you would cross the road at this time of night with no one else around but you’re focused on getting home. You’re tired. It’s cold. And you want to wank you’re little pussy before you doze off. A nice chilled Friday evening with friends finished off with an orgasm sounds like bliss. You walk past the guy who doesn’t even acknowledge you, or so you think. You get a whiff of really beautiful aftershave off of him and you turn your head to see if you can see his face to see if he looks as nice as he smells. As you turn your head you are immediately grabbed by him. He’s managed to get behind you and put a handkerchief over your nose and mouth. He’s strong. Holding your body with ease with one arm and your face with the other. You try to scream but nothing audible comes out. Whatever was on the handkerchief is taking effect quickly and you pass out.

The last thing you can remember thinking was maybe that gang of young lads could help you. When you come to some time later we’re in the back of my van after I’ve bundled you in totally unaware and unexpected. I’m silent but you can feel me near your. You’re wearing a blindfold which is blackout, you can’t see a thing. Your hands are bound tight with cable ties. They don’t hurt. But there’s no way your slipping them. You’ve conceded that much. Your feet are tied also but tighter. In your mouth is a ball gag preventing you from screaming. You’ve always wanted to wear one of them! But not in this sort of situation. You’re sat with your back against the wall of the van. Most vans are cold but this feels like it has an interior. You’re slightly scared but you can smell my aftershave and you feel like you might even know who I am. You feel guilty and scorn yourself for being such a stupid little bitch even thinking for a second that this pricks aftershave was hot and that maybe this guy was handsome as you walked past. The uncertainty is worrying you. You recall sharing this fantasy of being taken away in a van by a random stranger and fucked senseless with a few of your girlfriends but you know it’s none of them. They couldn’t have manhandled you like I did. They couldn’t have lifted you into the van.

You feel me coming very close to your face and again my scent fills your nostrils. “Where the fuck do I know that aftershave from?” you think to yourself. You sit there frozen. I remove the ball gag and immediately you claim that “this isn’t fucking funny anymore” and that you’re “bf will fuck me up.” You hear and feel me smirk real close to your face. We both know you’re single because no guy has pleased you the way you want yet and no guy sticks around long enough when they realise how much of a little brat you are. My face presses against yours and you recoil for a split second. Then you feel me gently kiss your neck. Kiss slowly up to your ear and whisper into it when I say
“Anymore outbursts like that you little cunt and the ball goes back in your mouth. Do you understand sweetheart?’ I slap your face gently but firmly with three sharp patronising taps.
“I bet you aren’t wearing any panties you fucking little slut.” You freeze and consider for a second time who the fuck I could be. Only your close friends know you go commando because you hate underwear unless it’s red and slutty. Before you’re brain starts working I kiss you on the lips. You don’t fight it. It’s almost becoming passionate now. My hands are running through your hair. I’m pulling your face into mine and your little pussy is tingling like fucking crazy! You’re not kissing me back. But you’re definitely not pulling away or wishing it would stop. I stop and pull away from you.

You shock yourself by feeling slightly disappointed that I’m not man handling you and calling you names and taking you right there and then. This is supposed to be rough! You’re brain is still trying to figure my voice out but the whispering hasnt given too much away. I stand over you and youre thinking…. “He wants me to suck his fucking cock doesn’t he?” then you hear my voice again.
I grab your hand and guide you to the back door and place your hand on the handle…. “If you want to leave and this to stop right here and right now you can open the door and leave. If you choose to stay… You will remain blindfolded and bound and I will fuck you better than any guy has ever fucked you before. You have 30 seconds to decide!”. My voice is demanding and sharp. But not threatening. You spend the first 10 seconds thinking who the fuck is this guy. The second 10 seconds wondering why the fuck you haven’t opened the door and made a run for it and the final 10 seconds thinking why is your pussy so fucking wet and how did he know I wasn’t wearing panties…. Times up. What’s your choice little Miss X?

You pull open the handle. Pause for a split second. There are so many thoughts going through your head.
“How can I possibly want to stay? It could be dangerous” you reason with yourself.
You open the door a few inches and step one leg out, you’re expecting me to grab you and pull you back.
I’ve given you the terms though and I remain true to my word. If you want to go you’re free to go. As you consider stepping out the back of the van with your other leg you feel a rush from your pussy and clit. You want this. You want to be fucked like a good little slut. You’ve always wanted this. Will you ever get the chance again?
“Maybe if I stay he will let me take the blindfold off and it won’t be so bad” you think to yourself. Almost talking yourself into staying. Little do you know there is no chance of me revealing my identity, not this time anyway…. You pull your leg back inside and pull the van door closed firmly. Good girl. You stand up in the van and turn round facing me even though you can’t see me with the blindfold on. You begin to say…
“OK, so I’m gonna stay for now but please don’t hurt me and if I change my mi….”

With that you feel my hand around your throat and in one swift swoop I’ve pinned you up against the side of the van with my face pressed right against your cheek and I talk into your ear:
“This isn’t a negotiation you little fuck. You’ve made your one and only choice. What happens from here on in is all my decision. You’ve already given me consent”. With that for a tiny moment you consider if you made a mistake. But the other part of your brain knows that’s exactly what you wanted to hear and your little pussy is throbbing and if it could talk it would be begging me to feel how wet you were and finally touch you.

You’re standing there in front of me in the van wearing a skirt. It’s short but not slutty short. After all, you were only out for a few quiet drinks with friends, not clubbing and looking for some cock. Up top you are wearing a cute t-shirt and a leather jacket which stops just above your arse. No bra and your tits are sitting great. It’s still unconfirmed about your panties. You’ve got nice white trainers on and have a small bag with you. You smell so fucking good. It’s a good job you’re blindfolded because you have no idea how much I’m smiling and how hard my cock is at the thought of tasting you for the first time. No idea how difficult it is for me to hold back and show some restraint. To fight my urges to just strip you naked and take you right there and then. I take the bag off your shoulder and go inside it taking out your phone. I ask you your pass code. You dont reply. Immediately you feel my hand firmly round your neck. It’s aggressive but certainly not painful. I am choking you but you could still speak if you wanted. I kiss you good and hard. Biting and sucking your bottom lip. You moan and this time you definitely kiss back. I’m standing closer to you than I ever have before up until this point. Close enough for you to feel my rock hard cock pressed against your hip and you have to admit to yourself it feels impressive and thick. I start kissing your neck and talking to you at the same time….

“This can go two ways. You can either reply when I ask you things….” I kiss right under your chin upto your opposite ear…
“or…if you fail to cooperate I can stop and let you out this van right this second and you’ll never know how good this fantasy of yours can really be. How good this cock can feel inside you. If I am gonna fuck you trust me…. I’m gonna fucking pound your pussy rough and hard… You don’t need to be a brat just to find that out”.

“0…0…6……..9” you manage to moan between kisses. You do not want this to be over anytime soon. You’re squeezing your thighs together so tight because your cunt is tingling so bad for my cock. I stop kissing and stand back. I put in your pass code and go straight to your gallery.
Sure as fuck there are nudes of you. Your perfect ass. Great tits. Fingers and toys stuffed in your little wet pussy.

“You might fool you’re colleagues and some of your friends…. But I knew from the moment I first set eyes on you you were a filthy little slut for cock. Aren’t you?”

You’re stood there thinking seriously who the fuck is this person.

“I said AREN’T YOU?”

“Nnnno….well sometimes… Not really” you mumble.

I play a video from your gallery and turn the volume up. You’re using your wand on your clit and you’re moaning. You’re pussy is soo fucking wet in the video and as you stand there listening to yourself cumming in the darkness of the van you know your pussy is soaking right now too.

“You really are, are’nt you?” I say softly in your ear as I suck on the lobe and hold the phone to your other ear so you can hear you moan even clearer.

“Yes…”

“Yes Sir!” I correct you. “or yes daddy”.

“Yes daddy, I am a little slut sometimes.”

“No. You are always a little slut. It never leaves you. You have been for years, just no guys ever pushed your boundaries. From now on you’re always going to be my little cum slut thinking of daddies cock, agreed?” You nod and bite your lip thinking how far this could go and develop.”Yes Sir.”

“When you’re working. When you’re in the supermarket or trying on clothes in shops you’ll be thinking about how you can please me! Any nude you take from now on comes to me! Every time we meet in the future you hand me your phone immediately and if I find anything I haven’t been sent you’re in trouble! If you ever want to meet again after I’m finished with you today that is… You trust that I’m not going to hurt you don’t you?”

“I do Sir”

“Turn around and face away from me. Do not move until I remove these headphones. Understand?”

“Yes Sir”.

At this point I place noise reducing headphones on your head. You’re still blindfolded and tied. A few minutes pass. You can feel me moving around the van and a bit of movement. You’re standing their questioning your thought process.

“Am I seriously going to just stand here and wait til this guy tells me what to do and uses me? He could be dangerous!…….But his cock felt so good when he was kissing me. My nipples are so hard and if he doesn’t touch my fucking pussy soon I’m about to explode…. Why am I such a dirty slut? Why did I ever fantasise about this?”

You’re about to find out. I take the headphones off you. You begin to turn round but you stop yourself.

“Can I turn round yet daddy?” you ask. You are a quick little learner.

“Good girl. Yes you can.” I come over to you and hold your hand and and tell you to walk with me. Its more of a shuffle for you due to the leg restraints but you manage. You’re too intrigued to complain. I guide your hand downwards and you feel a duvet, and a mattress. Wtf kinda van is this you ask yourself? Your van of dreams and pleasure you reckon. I guide your hands further into the middle of the pull out bed and pull your hands sidewards. You realise there are sex toys on the bed. You gasp and then smile mischievously. You instantly recognise one feels like anal beads…theres a butt plug too…. at least 3 dildos which are all 6 inch or more and varying thicknesses . A wand too! Something that feels like a small belt to you. A very long metal pole shaped item.

“Are you excited my little fucking slut?”

“Definitely daddy! My pussy is soo wet!”

You’re such a good little submissive bitch. I can barely contain myself. I pin you down on the floor of the van and pull out a very sharp knife.

“Seeing as your hands and feet are tied removing your clothes the conventional way is not going to work baby girl”

You feel the blunt edge of the cold metal pressed against your right cheek and I drag it slowly down your chest between those tits of yours. Down to your tummy then I tuck it up the inside of your cute t-shirt back up towards your chin. You lift your head trying to get away from the sharp point. I gently let it graze your chin. You feel the point but instead of worrying your body is craving me. I begin to cut your top very slowly starting at the collar. It tears easily under the sharp blade in one continuous move until your t-shirt is totally split open and your tits are exposed. You’re still wearing that leather jacket. How are we going to get that off you wonder. I drag the knife slowly and carefully from your ear down your neck and body. The scratching sensation is making your pussy tingle for some reason unknown to you. I continue across your tits. Over one nipple then the other… You know its so sharp but you can’t help wanting more. I drag it down your tummy and down the side of your skirt. Your fucking praying for me to cut it off aren’t you? You little slut! But I don’t. I drop the knife and remove your trainers and socks.

Before you have time to be disappointed I flip you over onto your front and pick the knife back up. You’re flat on the floor of the van which is carpeted. That’s odd you think but you’re too insanely horny to give it anymore thought than that. You begin to hear the fabric of your skirt rip on the knife. I start from the very bottom in the middle and slowly tear all the way up. So slowly. I pause as I begin to reveal your arse cheeks. Your skirt is being held together by about 6 inches of fabric. I stop and teasingly drag the blunt side of the cold metal along your inner thigh. Starting low, I glide it all the way along your skin til you feel it tickling the edge of your pussy lip. You feel like you should be more worried than you are but it’s so good. You can’t stop it and you wouldn’t even if you could. I order you to arch that back. “Face down ass up right now!” It’s not easy with the cable ties around your ankles. They’re starting to dig in a bit now and leave a mark but you’re past caring. You just need fucked! You’re so fucking turned on you even moan a little as you comply with my demand. Your cunt is soaking now you and we can both smell your pussy getting wetter and hotter which is making you feel embarrassed slightly but it’s turning me on even more, the wetter the better! I can’t wait to eat it. For the very first time I bring my face down and check to see if you’re wearing panties. Of course you’re not! My source was good. Your pussy is soo sticky and looks more than ready for action!

You hear me place the knife down which gives you some relief considering you still have no idea who I am. However, surprisingly you did enjoy the feeling of it scraping along your body and around your sensitive nipples. You’re learning so much about yourself you didn’t know. You’re laying there feeling so vulnerable yet trusting you are safe at the same time. The knives out of your reach of course, just incase you were to do something crazy. Rather than cut you out of what’s left of your skirt you feel me grab it with both hands and tear the remaining 6 inches of it ripping it apart and it falls off your body completely. Fuck me that was hot you think to yourself. You raise your hips for me to pull it from under you and hear it hitting off the wall of the van as I throw it away. All you’re wearing now is that leather jacket and t-shirt which is ripped open at the front. Your tits are pressed against the carpeted floor. You feel me spank your naked arse for the very first time ever. Fuck that stings. You were not expecting that! It was fucking great though. Part of you wants me to do it again. That’s definitely going to leave a hand print you figure.
“Now the fun really begins” you hear me say.

I stand up and head over towards the pull out bed. You remain still and hear me grabbing a few things and pray it’s something for your pussy. Or even for your arse at this point! It’s been over half an hour now and your still practically untouched! Anal isn’t something you’ve enjoyed in the past but in this fantasy you’ve always considered a cock up your arse at some point during it. I come back over to you and kneel behind you at your ankles. You feel what you think is a handcuff go round your left ankle. It’s padded, not steel. You feel my strong firm hand take control of your right ankle and you hear a snipping sound. In one very swift movement you feel me pull your right leg away from your left and feel another padded cuff wrap around your right ankle. It’s done so fast you barely realise that I was controlling your leg incase you kicked out. By this point I think we both know you’re not running away from this but I’m not taking the chance. My cock is throbbing for you and I am committed to giving you the best fuck you’ve ever experienced. You hear the snipping noise again and realise I have removed the cable ties from your ankles. It’s actually a nice relief. This prick with nice aftershave isn’t so bad after all. They are even pretty comfortable to your surprise. You try to kick your legs out and wiggle your feet. Not in an effort to harm me. Just because they have been held together so tightly for the last while.

However, you quickly realise that although they are no longer together you’re movement is restricted in completely the opposite way. Your legs are separated about a foot apart. You couldn’t close them if you tried. You have a light bulb moment and realise that the long pole like thing you felt on the bed was a spreader! Fuck this is becoming even better than your original fantasy! You’ve never been with anyone before that you would have felt comfortable enough with to use one but it’s always been a filthy desire of yours. Although this wasn’t your choice your secretly buzzing about it. In a split second you feel your legs going wider from about 1 foot apart to now around 3 foot apart. Your legs are spread as wide as they can get!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ykuvei/the_fantasy_you_didnt_think_you_needed_mf_cnc

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