Annie awoke to the feel of something pushing against her mouth. She turned her head trying to get away from it but she was stopped. She tried to move her hands to swat it away but realized her hands were bound above her head. What the hell was going on? Finally, she opened her eyes at the same time her mouth was forced open. All she could see was a cock forcing it way into her mouth, pubic hair coming closer and closer. She looked up to find the face of her nightmares. It was David! How did he get her? He was supposed to be in a mental institution, far, far away from her. As he shoved his dick in and out of her mouth, she tried to remember how she got here. The last thing she remembered was leaving a nightclub after her best friend, Tracy, had hooked up with another random guy. Everything else was a blur. Annie then realized that David was breathing was getting heavier and he started fucking her mouth with more force. He was about to cum. He looked down into her eyes and gave her a bone-chilling smile before he came, spurting a load of cum into her mouth. She could do nothing but swallow until he finally finished, pulling his half-hard cock from her mouth.
"You're finally awake I see. I would have waited for you but I've missed you these past 5 years and couldn't help myself. How have you been Annie?"
Annie could only stare at him in mute horror, the taste of his cum still on her tongue. When he reached out to touch her, she flinched and finally found her voice.
"David what are you doing? You're supposed to be at the asylum, being treated. How did you escape?"
Settling between her legs he said, "My love, I didn't escape. They deemed me cured and released me a week ago. Little did they know you can't cure one of love." He grabbed her breasts and began to play her light brown nipples.
Annie turned her head in disgust and took in her surroundings. She was on a bed in what she could only guess was a cabin, given the wood walls and ceiling. Her hands were tied to the headboard with what appeared to be men's ties. Her legs were free but she couldn't seem to move them. He had drugged her. This could not be happening again. Why on earth would they release him after what he had done to her the last time? As she felt her body respond to his nipple tweaking, she tried to reason with him.
"David, you're not in love with me, remember? You're suffering from erotomania. You only think there's love between us but we hardly know each other."
He looked into her eyes and said, "I disagree. I am in love with you Annie. And you're in love with me. You just don't know it yet. But one day you will. Until that day comes, I'll to everything I can to prove my love. Don't you remember the last time we were together? How good it felt? How many times you came?"
Annie turned away from his gaze. She did remember. At 20, she had been a virgin when he had taken her and she had never felt the sensations the he'd aroused in her. Now at 25, she'd had her fair share of sex but no one had been able to do to her what David had.
"You do remember. I'll make you feel all those things again; over and over for the rest of our lives." He brought his head down to her breast and took her nipple into his mouth, nibbling and suckling at her flesh until her nipple was stiff and aching. He then turned his attention to the other nipple and gave it the same treatment. Annie's breathing became heavier as his mouth worked its magic. She felt she could probably cum just from him sucking on her nipples. Before that could happen, he released her breasts and scooted up her body until his half-hard penis lay in the valley of her breasts. Taking her breasts in hand, he pushed her breasts together, creating a channel for his penis. He began thrusting in and out of her cleavage, rubbing her nipples with his thumbs. She shouldn't find this pleasurable but she did. His cock was growing harder and harder in between her breasts. Fully hard his cock was 10 inches long and at least 2 inches thick. Her pussy was getting wetter with each stroke but all she could feel was shame. He should not be able to do this to her.
"Look at me."
Annie couldn't help but looking into his eyes. His eyes were a deep and dark as night and looking into them was like getting lost in a black hole.