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Finders Keepers 3

Finders Keepers 3

by _b_ribby
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I'm at a bar, it's the end of the night, I've had too much to drink so I go out to my car to grab some clothes out of the trunk so I can crash at a friend's place.

The trunk is open, I'm rifling through my bag trying to find my gym stuff so I don't have to sleep in my little black dress.

I hear someone behind me getting into their car... they leave. I'm the only car in the lot.

There's someone walking down the sidewalk.

I close my trunk and open my back door to grab my flip flops.

I'm bent over the seat and then I feel someone's hands on my hips. They're big. He's strong.

My hips match his, but I'm wearing 6" heels. He's tall.

He pulls me out of the car and pushes me against the back of the car. He lifts my skirt and puts his left hand onto my ass, while putting his right hand around my neck. His hands are rough, but his skin is soft. I try to scream but nothing comes out. His fingers are inside me... he's surprisingly gentle for what he's doing.

He takes his fingers out and grabs something out of his pocket. I hear the spring release and he places an open stiletto knife in front of me on the car.

I hear him unzip his jeans.

He doesn't touch me. He doesn't do anything to me. He keeps a firm grip around my neck.

He's jerking off behind me.

Saying something about how much he "loves to watch a woman squirm".

I can hear him moaning... I consider kicking him in the shin, but I worry what he could do to me may draw blood. I stay put.

He goes back to fingering my tight slit, and says I'm noticeably more wet than before.

He realizes how much I enjoyed him beating off to my ass.

Without warning, he shoves his dick into me. I gasp. He's big. It hurts.

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His grip around my neck gets tighter.

He's thrusting into me, and my body starts to rebel. My hips are bucking against his, my wetness is now visibly dripping down my thighs. His grip tightens. I lose consciousness.

When I wake up, I'm in a basement.

I think.

The windows are darkened and the lights are low. I don't know what time it is.

I'm on a couch covered with a blanket. There's a glass of water on the table.

Zeppelin's Kashmir is playing quietly in another room. I try to stand up, but realize my ankle is cuffed to the foot of the couch.

He must have heard me rustling around. He's come into the room. His back is to me, and I can't make out his face.

I ask him where I am. He doesn't answer me.

He has a hat on, the brim shields his face from me.

I ask him why he took me.

He talks down to me, avoiding making eye contact. He's got scruff on his face; he hasn't shaved in a while.

He tells me to stop asking questions.

I quietly try to figure out how the hell to get out of this awful situation but he surprises me by grabbing my ponytail and standing me up.

I don't know how he got behind me without me hearing him. He's stealthy and fast.

He bends me over the arm of couch and fucks me. Hard. He wants to hear me beg for him to stop.

I don't.

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I stay quiet.

He gets angry - I'm not giving him what he wants.

He holds me down against the couch while uncuffing my ankle.

He takes me into the bedroom where there is another woman. She's cuffed to the bed. Naked.

He tells me to go lay down on top of her. I comply. He cuffs me down to the bed too.

She and I are laying face to face... I feel him kneeling behind us on the bed.

I feel his tongue graze my thigh. Then I see the pleasure on her face. He's licking both of us. She's used to this. She tells me she's been here for 5 days. Maybe longer.

I hear a slap, and then see pain across her face. He doesn't like her talking. I get wet.

He calls me out and asks if I like pain. If I like watching women get hurt. If I want to be hurt.

I don't know how to answer, so I don't say anything. He hits me. Closed fist to the thigh.

I let out a yelp.

He shoves two fingers deep inside me. I'm dripping pussy juice all over this gorgeous blonde beneath me.

He almost purrs when he sees what he's done.

I feel his body against mine... but he's fucking her. She's moaning and I can't help but to kiss her. His pace picks up and he pulls out and slams his cock deep into me.

He undoes her left hand, she reaches down between us and starts playing with my clit.

I cum. Violently. My whole body is shaking.

He laughs. He tells me that I should get used to this because I belong to him now. He found me... finders keepers.

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