Miss Yus Adventure Ch 02

Disclaimer: Any sexual acts depicted involve only characters ages 18 or older. This is a work of fiction.

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"Take us to your bedroom, bitch." The incredibly strong black convict dragged Linda down corridors in search of a good place to rape her. She let him. Feeling helpless, all she could think about were her girls.

'They get back from school at 3:30PM,' she thought. That was seven and a half hours from now. Whatever happened, she needed to make sure that these men were not in the house by the time Tara and Olivia got home. Even with her own life in peril, Linda could only think about her precious daughters.

"Ah, here we go," Deion said with glee. He shoved the pretty mother into the master bedroom and onto the bed. His partner came in right behind him. "Take off those bottoms."

"Please don't make me do this."

Her gaze darted back and forth between the two men while noting the bulge beneath Deion's shorts. The other one was probably just as hard, only the thick material of the jeans hid his erection.

"Aaron, you want to give our hot mama here a hand?"

"No! Please!!" Linda screeched. The wiry young Caucasian convict leapt onto the bed, grabbed onto the waistband of her bottoms with both hands on either side of her hips, and tore them down to her ankles in one brutal motion. Linda struggled, but soon the pajama bottoms were bunched about her ankles. Then they were slipping off.

Completely naked now, Linda flung one arm across her breasts and hid the slit of her pussy with her other hand.

"Hot mama, you better fuckin' COOPERATE. I'm serious," Deion growled. The musclebound convict tore off his orange prison jumpsuit shirt and slid the black cotton shorts down to his ankles, tossing them both aside. His feet were already bare. But that wasn't what had drawn Linda's gaze. She gaped in utter horror at the long and intimidating spike of an African cock that pulsed with blood, fully engorged.

"Yeah, bitch, Deion's got the biggest cock you've ever seen. I can see it on your face," the white convict, the one named Aaron, said with a mix of amusement, gloating cruelty, and raw anticipation.

Something in Linda changed. The panic inside of her, she was finally able to thrust it aside and just focus on what mattered most. The need to survive.

'I have to get through this,' she thought, 'for the sake of my girls if nothing else.' This was going to be horrible. This was going to be a nightmare. But she just had to... she just had to be strong. Only the thoughts of her family and all those she cared about gave her the will to face this.

"Aaron, check the house for anything we can use, fresh clothes and supplies, and see what kind of wheels this bitch has."

With any luck, these two men who were obviously wanted and escaped convicts would leave her as soon as they were done with her. It would be awful, but at least it would be quick. They were hunted men. Surely they wouldn't want to linger here, would they?

Those thoughts were swirling through her mind as Deion approached the foot of the bed.

"Take off those glasses, bitch, and spread those legs. Don't hide yourself from me."

Instantly, she obeyed. Dutifully, she took off her round-rimmed glasses and placed them on the nightstand. Then, with a sinking pit of despair and humiliation, the beautiful Asian American woman put her arms at her sides and spread her legs, revealing a pussy enshrouded in pubic hair.

Ever since her husband had died, Linda hadn't had a reason to shave herself there. Since Harry's death, she'd started dating, but only within the past year, and only after her daughters had coaxed her into it and proved to her that they were mentally ready for it. Nothing had gone anywhere with anyone though.

"Mmmm. You got one fine bush." Deion slid onto the bed and Linda could only gape at the impressive contours of his ginormous biceps and the ripped, hard planes of abdominal muscles that would have made most men jealous.

The black man smirked. "You like what you see, don't you, girl? Yeah, the instinctive cave woman slut inside of you knows a perfect cock and a perfect male when she sees it, doesn't she?" He leaned between her legs and nudged his tongue between the delicate lines of her labia.

Linda stared at the ceiling and flinched, startled as she felt his hot mouth on her sex. His tongue probed inside the tight warmth of her helpless cunt. He didn't seem to mind the curls of her pubic mound as he slurped and sucked on her clit with a patience and dedication that surprised her.

The seconds ticked by in the most excruciating kind of exquisite agony as the gorgeous Asian American woman felt her body begin to respond to her rapist's attentions. She felt her core tightening up and her breathing begin to quicken. She looked up at the ceiling and tried to blot out all the sensations, but it was no use. Her nipples were taut little peaks of pink-hued arousal atop her now aching tits. She could feel the tiniest trickle of wetness as a kind of primal excitement began to coil through her entire being.

'No, stop,' she urged her body. This was so wrong. She couldn't be feeling these things. She should feel only revulsion... only loathing for this man who had invaded her home and torn off her clothing... who was about to violate her in the most intimate and horrific way possible...

Then, suddenly, a sensation of emptiness replaced Deion's tongue. He placed his hand on her clit, rubbing gently, but now he looked at her with a gaze hotter than white-hot coals.

"Sorry, bitch, but it's been too long since I've had a woman. My foreplay game is rusty and my cock just won't wait. It's time to FUCK."

TO BE CONTINUED...