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?"