A few nights after Richard's birthday, he and I were alone at work again, but it was a busy night and I was able to avoid him for most of the night. With just over an hour left in our shift and no incidents, I'd thought I'd avoided him completely. Things were slowing down and Richard was starting to eye me so I decided I could hide in the restroom for a bit until the next shift started to trickle in and I'd be safe.
I'd only just stepped into the restroom, the door not even fully closed behind me when Richard forced his way in with me. He turned and locked the door, then turned back to grab me from behind. He forced me over to the sinks, pressed his body up close to mine, and wrapped his left hand around my throat. I whimpered in response and Richard just growled. I could see him behind me in the large mirror lust and hunger burning in his eyes.
"You thought you were in the clear tonight, didn't you?" He breathed into my ear, "You came in here thinking you were safe, but you forgot you belong to me, slut. Don't you, slut?"
He squeezed my throat causing me to choke and I just nodded.
"Good girl," He growled.
He used his right hand to unbutton my jeans while his left stayed firmly around my throat, just tight enough to make breathing difficult but not cutting it off completely. His right hand slid into my panties and he quickly found my clit. His fingers worked it back and forth slowly at first and then with more urgency. My body began to respond almost immediately. I let out a soft moan and I felt Richard begin to grind his hard cock against my ass through my jeans. He slid his hand lower unto my panties and slid his index finger into me slowly fingering my pussy.
"Ughn, please don't," I grunted, "Please stop."
"You're begging me to stop," Richard growled, "But your hips don't lie."
He was right. I know I didn't want this, yet my hips were moving back and forth in time with his fingers and I could hear how wet I was already from his actions. Richard moved his fingers back to my clit, causing me to shudder and my knees to buckle a bit. I bit my lip to stifle a moan. Richard suddenly pulled his hand away and struggled to open my jeans more with one hand, so he opted to just force them down over my hips. I then felt him reach between our bodies and heard him undo the buckle on his jeans. Richard pulled me tight to his body again and I felt his naked cock hard and hot between my ass cheeks. He returned his right hand between my thighs and resumed finger fucking me while he slid his hard cock up and down between my ass cheeks.
"Mmmm, fuck, I love your ass." Richard moaned as he pumped his cock against my ass.
His fingers continued their work against my clit and the pleasure was too much, I could feel an orgasm building. I tried to fight it, but there was nothing I could do. Richard was pumping his cock between my ass cheeks faster and his fingers flew across my clit. I looked up at the mirror and saw a mixture of fear and lust on my face. I knew he owned me and part of me loved it. It was the final straw.
"Ooooh God, oh fuck, ahhh ahhh ahhh fuck," I moaned through gritted teeth as the orgasm hit me. "UUUUUUNGH FUUUUUCK!"
My body shuddered and tightened as the waves of pleasure washed over me. In the mirror I saw the fear was gone and I was lost in lust and pleasure. Suddenly Richard forced me to bend forward and I felt the head of his hard cock at the entrance to my still spasming pussy.
"Aaaahhhhh." I let out a long moan and instinctively started to push back.
The head of his cock slipped past my lips when we heard the alarm panel of our office door beep indicating someone from day shift had arrived followed by the keys beeping as they disarmed the alarm for the day.
"FUCK!" Richard cursed and pulled away quickly pulling up his pants and putting his cock away.
"Later, slut," He said rushing out of the restroom.
I stayed there, still recovering from my orgasm and breathing a sigh of relief. I collected my thoughts, cleaned myself up and went back outside. When I walked out, Richard was at his desk wrapping up as if nothing happened. I headed to my cubicle. The shift ended and I headed home without further incident.
When I got home, I walked in and undressed. Exhausted, I collapsed face down on my bed and passed out. I didn't remember falling asleep, but I know I hadn't been asleep long when movement on my bed woke me. Startled, I opened my eyes and lifted my head to look around, but was prevented from doing so by a heavy hand forcing my face into my pillow. I panicked and started thrashing and kicking to get free. Suddenly I felt the weight of a body on top of me pinning me down, preventing me from moving much. I started to whimper into the pillow still trying to get away but unable to move.
"Shhhhh, don't worry, slut I'm not going to hurt you," I heard a familiar voice whisper into my ear, "I just need to finish what we started this morning."
A cold shiver ran down my spine as I realized who was pinning me down. It was Richard. My mind was racing. How did he get in? I tried to think back to when I got home. Did I lock the front door?
"Good thing you left your door unlocked," Richard said, as if reading my mind, "It would have been troublesome if I'd had to break in through a window or something."
Richard shifted on top of me and that's when I realized I could feel his skin against my own. He was already naked and his hard cock was wedged into my ass again. I realized he was panting and I could feel him thrusting his cock up and down between my ass cheeks. Tears filled my eyes and I struggled to get away again raising my hips trying to buck him off me. He was too heavy for me to budge and my bucking only positioned my body to give him better access to enter me from behind.
Richard chuckled behind me as he shifted more gripped my hips and pressed the head of his hard cock against my tight pussy lips. I froze unsure what to do as Richard tried forcing his cock into me. I was too tight and dry for him to do anything but cause me pain. I yelped in pain but the pillow muffled my cries.
"Looks like I have to warm you up a bit first." Richard said.
He grabbed a handful of my hair and forced my head to the side causing me to yelp again. He used that moment to shove two fingers into my mouth. He slid them back and forth over my tongue making me gag but soaking his fingers in my saliva at the same time. He lifted some of his weight off me but used his forearm across my shoulders to keep my pinned down and slid his saliva moisten fingers between my thighs. He started rubbing at my slit from behind forcing my lips open and searching for my clit.
I grunted as Richard roughly rubbed at my pussy lips and clit. My hips wiggled in response, both in efforts to get away and in arousal. His fingers rubbed back and forth against my clit, sending jolts of pleasure through my body. Richard pulled his fingers away from my pussy and shoved them into my mouth again, wetting them once more and returning them to my cunt, roughly slipping his fingers into me.
"Uhgn fuck," I grunted then whimpered, "Please be gentle."
Richard laughed, "Is that really what you want slut?" His fingers moved to my clit again making me jump and moan. "You know as well as I do you like it rough and your wet cunt doesn't lie."
I then realized how wet I'd become while Richard continued his assault on my clit with his fingers. The obscene sounding wet squish as he shoved his fingers into me again easily now gave away my arousal. Richard finger fucked my wet cunt for a while while I writhed, moaned, and grunted in pleasure under him. He slowly pulled his fingers out of me, then pressed them to my lips as he adjusted his position behind me again. I could feel my wetness smear against my lips and they parted out of reflex. I sucked his fingers clean, tasting my pussy as I did.
"Good girl." Richard said into my ear.
He lowered his weight onto my body, again making it hard to breathe and his cock settled again into the crack of my ass.
"I'm so glad we got interrupted earlier this morning," He grunted into my ear as he raised and lowered his hips searching for the entrance to my tight cunt, "Because now I have you all to myself and I won't have to worry about interruptions."
"Ahhhhhh fuuuuuck," I moaned as he entered me as deep as he could burying a quarter of his shaft into my cunt, emphasizing his statement by sliding into me slowly so I could feel every inch of his big cock slide past my stretched lips. Richard used slow deliberate back and forth motions to force more of his hard cock into me, sliding deeper into my stretched pussy with each thrust.
"I'm going to take my time with you today, little girl," Richard moaned as he buried his big dick balls deep into my tight pussy, "You're going to be my little fuck toy for the rest of the day, slut."
"Ooooohhh, God nooooo," I moaned as my pussy spasmed around Richard's invading shaft. "Please, just fuck me and go."
Richard started pumping in and out of me breathing heavily into my ear as he did. His big cock slowly pistoned in and out of me picking up speed with each long, full stroke. He was using the full length of his big cock to torture me, knowing the pleasure it was sending through my body was too much for me to fight. The long slow steady strokes continued each time he'd fully enter me. He'd pause, holding his throbbing cock as deep inside of me as he could, letting me feel how much he actually filled me up. It was driving me wild. My hips were humping back in response and no matter how hard I tried to fight it I could not.
"If you want to me stop and leave," Richard whispered into my ear as he kissed and nibbled at my neck, "Say the word and I'm gone."
As he said it, he increased the rhythm and tempo of his thrusts and was sliding in and out of me faster with short fast half thrusts, followed by one long full thrust. He was stretching my tight cunt with his thick cock and I could feel my orgasm edging closer and closer. He knew what he was doing to me and he knew he'd already won this game.
"Ahhh ahhh ooooohhh, fuck uhgn," I moaned and panted, "Please..."
"Please what, slut? Do you want it, Mariah? Do you want me to keep fucking you?" Richard taunted as he slid his hard cock as deep inside me as he could before suddenly pulling out. "Or should I just go?" He said as the head of his cock slipped just between my wet pussy lips.
He knew I wanted him to keep fucking me, I was past the point of no return, so close to cumming and I didn't want him to stop. I wanted him to slam it in me, fuck me, punish me, punish me for being such a tease. I deserved it.
"Yes, fuck me. Fuck me! Do it! I need it!" I wanted to say, but I could not summon up the words, to actually ask him to do it. It would be an admission, a shameful confession that I was a slut, the slut he claimed I was. The slut that would willingly beg my rapist to fuck me. My head spun with emotion, lust, and reason.
"He's done this to you before," I thought, "You've already given in and begged for it, you begged him to make you cum. Why is this any different? You just need to cum, don't you, slut?" I thought to myself.
