When you came to, you could see nothing. Over your eyes you felt a cloth blocking your vision. The first thing you realized is that you were bound with your arms up over your head, and your legs spread below you. Well that and the lack of clothes covering you. The air that blew around you chilled your body over virtually every inch of the exposed flesh. You could feel your nipples harden, not by being turned on, but in fear of what was to come.
Without warning you felt rough hands on you. Fingers grabbed your nipples and pinched them enough that you gasped. The hands continued to knead your breasts, roughly possessing them. Your body betrayed you, responding to the contact regardless of your feelings on the matter. You struggled to pull away from the hand that grabbed you, but felt something solid behind you that kept you from moving. It was at that point your mind realized the futility of your situation, and your body surrendered to the circumstance you found yourself in.
Your stomach involuntarily reacted when you felt the nails scratch lightly down it. Through the fear you could smell something else. The scent of old dust and sterile cleanness invaded your nostrils, making you even more concerned. The concern deepened as you felt the rough hand cup the area between your naked legs.
Two fingers parted the lips of your pussy, exposing them to the cold that permeated the room. A third finger scratched your clit, causing you to scream. Your resolve to escape renewed as you felt the nail drag across your most sensitive spot. You struggled against your bonds, which only made them hold you that much tighter to whatever was behind you.
Your heart beat harder against your swollen chest, both in fear and with the desire that you resisted. The fingers that held your pussy open suddenly and with force plunged into your vagina, pushing deep within you. They slid back, almost to the point of exit, but then plunged in again. And again. You squirmed your hips as each penetration forced its way into you. Inexplicably though, you did not pull away from the finger-fuck, but pushed your way into it.
With no indication the thrusting stopped and the fingers left your body, but your reaction to them did not stop. For almost a minute your hips still reacted as though your were still being invaded. When you finally stopped, you felt teeth latch onto your breasts. You felt one of your nipples warm up as it was being bit. The nipple moved in circles, being manipulated by something wet and stiff. You hear your own moans release from your body. With every bite you feel your panting increase. Then everything stops. For what seems like forever there is no contact between yourself and the person having their way with your body. You feel both relief and fear as you await what comes next.
You feel contact again, and you flinch. The rough hand that has teased you since the beginning of this ordeal returned to your engorged vagina lips. You feel them part again, the familiar cool air flowing inside you as you are exposed. This time though, you are taken by surprise as it is not fingers that push their way in, but something harder, thicker and hotter. The walls of your pussy expand to take on the extra girth that pushes inside you.
Panting comes from your mouth as you feel yourself being fucked from what seems to be a standing position. The flesh inside you pushes your walls and expands you, increasing the exquisite pain you feel. You feel yourself being stretched, and your body responds to the thrusting with desire. You push your face forward naturally, trying to kiss or touch something that would make this feel like a human experience, but all that returns to you is empty air, and the panting that escapes your waiting lips.
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Hands reach around and cup your large breasts. Your body tries to push back into the person behind you, but all you find is the stiffness of the support behind your back. You are reminded of the other restriction to your body as another thrust is forced into your pussy. You let out another gasp and feel the unintended liquid build up inside of you.
With no notice the cock leaves your body, leaving the muscles grasping and throbbing in desperation. Tears begin to drip from under your blindfold as confusion, pain and desire begin to push you ever further. "Please," you cry, "don't stop! Either finish me off or let me go, but don't let me stay like this!"
You hear no voice, but you get your answer when the cock enters you again, this time not in your pussy, but your cheeks that are parted. Flesh presses against the rear opening of your body, widening the hole and causing you to grunt lowly. You cringe as the tip enters you, moving slowly but forcefully into your butt.
