I open the passenger door and shove you in. Climbing over you, I find the driver seat and get myself situated. You stare wildly through the windshield. You're looking for clues to where I am taking you, and I cant have that. But what to do?
I've got an idea. I pull your shirt up, trying to get it over your head, but I realize your hands still tied behind you, won't let me get the shirt off properly, so I rip it down the front.
"Mmmm. Those are some nice tits you got there, slut." You look at me for the first time, and it's shock looking back at me. Did you expect me to be hideous? Your eyes scatter across my face. First to my grizzly hair, my heavy, black-brown eyes, my full lips, the stubble running down my square jaw. I am, by all accounts, a good looking man, but I only find enjoyment taking girls like you—by force.
And something about the way you're staring at me is making my cock go stiff again. You look down at it; you can see it throbbing against my jeans. I put a rough hand on your tits and massage them forcefully. "Your tits are perfect, whore, perfect. How about you suck my dick on the drive home." Your eyes dart away again, nervous and scared. I'll fix that for you.
I take the shreds of your shirt and tie them around your eyes, and you tremble as I finish the knot in the back. Pulling your bra down, I get my first good look at your nipples. They're as hard as my dick and are begging me to pinch them, so I do. You scream out in pain. "Fuck. Yeah, cum slut, scream for me." You go quiet as I release your nipples.
"Now bend over and suck me, bitch." You shake your head. You really do know how to get me going. I grab your hair and easily force your nose down to my crotch. I bet you can smell my cum down there. I wonder if it reminds you of how you gobbled my cum down earlier like a hungry hooker.
Holding on to your head with my right hand, I reach with my left and unzip myself. My dick pops free and smacks you in the mouth. You jerk back, and I slap you across the cheek. "You're going to have to start learning some manners, whore. I'm your master now, and you do what I tell you." You nod your head. You're starting to understand. "That's a good slut. Now show me how naughty you can be."
You open your mouth, and I thrust my dick into your warm hole, bottoming out in your throat. You start to gag; you weren't expecting me to be so forceful, but you should've known better, by now. You get your gag reflex under control, and soon you're bobbing your head up and down and slobbering all over my cock like a champ. "You may be the best slut I've ever had, but I'll save judgment for later tonight."
I put the SUV in drive and pull out of the alley. You can probably hear the sounds of traffic, horns, music in the background while you suck my cock like the good slut you are. Soon you hear the smooth sound of tires on pavement replaced by gravel being thrown about. I drive without turning for ten minutes, and I don't know if it's the bumpy road or my dick sliding against your tongue, but I feel pressure building in my balls.
You must realize it too because you pull your head backward, trying to keep the head of my dick in your mouth. "You're not getting off that easy, bitch." You shake your head, but I don't give a fuck what you want. I slam on the brakes and grab the back of your head with both hands and fuck your face like my life depends on it. I can hear my ball sack slapping against your jaw with each rapid fire of my cock in your mouth.
"Oh fuck, I'm cumming, bitch. Don't you spill a drop on my seat." I orgasm and keep pumping you until I feel my dick go limp in your mouth. "Suck out every last drop, you little slut. Every drop." You do as commanded, and I feel the last trickle of semen dribble out of me. My dick's had enough, so I pull your head off of me, but you must not have been prepared for that because a stream of cum falls from your lips and splashes down on my seat.