Waking up.. groggy.. replaying trying to put
the last few hours back together.
I remember walking down the street.. hurrying in the rain.. still early, only 6ish..
I remember taking a turn down the street.. and a car screeching close in front of me.. driver's
side facing me... suddenly being grabbed.
fighting.. pressed into the side of the car,
being told I needed to be quiet.. my arms aching.. cuffed behind my back..
I protest, my mouth filled with a rag.. trying to kick.. the back door of the unmarked sedan opens and I'm pushed in.. face first.. I cant get up completely off balance, furious, cursing..
The car drives off.. I can peek up just a little to see the sky, trees speeding past darkening.. the moon is full now..
I've lost all sense of time, my mind clicking.. planning.. straining for any clue.. the car slows down.. I hear gravel under the wheels.. and the driver door opens.. my body tensing to kick out..
But that is anticipated, hands grip my ankles and I feel the cold of metal.. restraints?
Pulled to the edge of the seat, still face down.
I feel my skirt being lifted, my tights being cut with a knife.. fingers strangely gentle.. playing along the edge of my panties.
I shudder, waiting, those fingers pull the material to one side. I wait.
I'm being inspected, viewed.. then it plunges in. I can't hope but moan. It stirs in me, finding that spot on the roof of my cunt, pressing it, and it's gone.
My cuffs are used to pull me out. It's dark, being pushed into a door, only the light of the moon for a guide.. a bed.. a chair.. a small table..
You finally speak to me, telling me that I've been such a bad bad girl, and I need
to be punished.
I can't see you, standing with you behind me.
I cannot answer you. Your voice is low.. you tell me that you plan on fucking every hole I have.
That you plan on marking me in your cum.
With that you push me to the bed, splaying me open. The leg chains are latched to the bed. I hear the snipping of my clothes, tears streaming down my face, wondering what I did to deserve such treatment. But as your hands move over my skin. I shiver, not from fear.
I feel you opening my cunt. I see light and I realize you're peering into me with a flashlight. You tease me with it, poking me, rubbing it over my clit, you tell me that my pussy makes me a liar, that I should stop sniveling, that I want. With that your fingers work into me, fucking, getting slick. They drag over my anus. You tell me you plan on having that as well, that we have all the time in the world.
But you want to try on my whore's mouth first.
My head is jerked up and I'm blinded. You are flashing the light in my eyes. I can not see a thing.. blinking.. trying to focus. You slap my face hard, telling me it would be wise not to make a sound. As you take the gag out of my mouth, I nod, my arms ache, still behind me.
Trying to scoot to the edge of the bed, you pull the chair closer, my mouth hovers over your angry cock. It is hard, already leaking precum.
The scent of male is strong.. fingers grip my hair and you tell me "Suck it, you're my cunt for now.. "
I open my mouth to take it, and you tease me, jerking it away "No no no, such a cocksucker. See? you cant wait to get it in your mouth.. "
I look up in the light again and you lift and ram into me, choking me. I hear the way you grunt as you fill me, dizzy, my throat taking a ramming. You talk to me, telling me to give your prick nice sloppy kisses, to run my teeth around the edge of the crown. You pull it away again, straining to lift my head.. god the pain.. pleaseplease.. just let me have it.. please dont tease me...
You laugh at me and roll your hips up,
pushing your ass in my face.
"Lick it. Rim me. " My tongue slips over your tight ring, wetting it, probing. You moan and you move back again, pushing your cock in my mouth, watching the way my cheeks suck in.
"Godddamn you're so good at this. I bet you'd love to be on your knees all the time, huh cunt? You know how to take a prick and suck. "
The flow of your precum is faster.. I'm thinking he'll cum.. he'll rest..
Not so. Every time you feel close you pull out, watching me. I am begging for you to give it back.. let me finish. my mouth is dry. You get up. I hear you moving to the bathroom, water running, ice clinking. You stop behind me first and I feel a sudden blast of cold. You palmed icecubes against my mons, pushing them into my cunt.. just letting it melt. Pulling your hand away, I feel the cold of the glass, knowing now..
You move in front of me, hissing as you dip your cock in the water and offer it to me.
I thirst. I need to drink. Again, your cock drips into my mouth and you coo to me "That's it, slut.. drink"