I wake up to a sense of wrongness. Something is on my face that doesn't belong there and it's still the middle of the night. Belatedly, I come out of my fog to realize a person is by my bed and the thing on my face is duct tape across my mouth. I attempt to kick off my blanket and move away from the person I sense next to me.
I feel strong arms grabbing me and I fight harder. My struggles are subdued when my home invader climbs on top of me. My hands are quickly shackled in some sort of leather restraint with metal rings.
I'm trying to scream behind the duct tape but there's no point. I hear what sounds like a second intruder looking through various drawers and collecting items. I feel a hood draped over my head and it obscures my vision as the bottom of the hood is cinched tighter. My captor literally picks me up and carries me over his shoulder and into a vehicle.
I hear two men talking in hushed but excited tones. One of the men is still outside of the vehicle. I hear a door near me open and then I feel someone climbing into the backseat with me. I'm still naked and curl my legs up self consciously trying to cover more of myself. I move as far as I can away from the other person I sense in the backseat. There's nowhere I can go to avoid him though.
He moves close and I feel a hand on my thigh. A voice near my hood is describing what's going to happen to me in detail. How foolish I was for thinking I was safe and alone. That they had been watching me for weeks. He tells me they haven't decided yet if they'll keep me locked up indefinitely as a fucktoy or if I'm a good girl, I might find myself back home safe and sound by the morning. The man tells me to spread my legs. I resist his order. I feel his hand squeeze my throat in warning. "Do it or I'll do it for you while you're unconscious."
I take a second to weigh my options before deciding to spread my legs. He's spreading my pussy lips for some reason. I feel a slight sense of shame to realize that the air feels cold on my pussy because I'm quite wet. I tell myself it was probably because of the kinky fantasies I was thinking about before I went to bed. For a minute, a feel a sense of panic that maybe my captors somehow know about my secret rape fantasies. Maybe I manifested this, subconsciously made myself the perfect target for them.
I feel something pressing around my clit and then a strong pulling sensation. The sensation is familiar, pleasant and just a little uncomfort... Shit! I know this feeling. I'm almost positive that a pump is currently twisted tight on my clit. Sucking that already sensitive piece of me into the tube and making it several times more sensitive and swollen.
A sudden feeling of dread hits me when I start to question which other toys they may have found in my drawers. The voice returns taunting me for my wetness. "Based on that wet cunt, I bet you start begging for it within the first 5 minutes." The car comes to a stop and I hear both doors open. My door opens and I'm painfully aware of my nudity again. Rough hands pull me out and lift me so that I'm carried into some type of building.
I'm scared and I should be scared but I'm also something else... I'm incredibly turned on, despite my fear. I'm shocked by my own reaction. Fantasies are one thing... but to actually feel the intense sexual need and response of my body in this situation, is overwhelming. A large part of me wants this, has always wanted it. If I'm given the opportunity to escape them both, will I even take it?
My hood is still on when a different voice tells me to kneel. I opt to play along for the moment as I still don't have a clear plan or even intention to escape. My hands are released but promptly grabbed by each captor. I try to pull my hands in and resist but I am easily bested. I hear a click sound from each wrist and my captors move away. My wrists remain positioned straight out from my body. I shake my hands only to find that my wrists have been secured to some type of structure.
It's at this point my hood is removed. I look first for my captors but they are somewhere behind me and I have difficulty seeing anything. There are two spotlight style lamps pointed toward me from separate locations. The bright light prevents me from seeing my captors. Looking around at the building, it appears to be abandoned, possibly industrial. I look down and confirm that the small twistable pump is fastened tight on my clit. I make a noise behind my duct tape hoping it will be removed.
My captor pulls off the tape but is careful to keep the light from his face. "What are you going to do with me?" I ask in a shaky voice.
"I told you in the truck exactly what we were going to do to you. You're going to be used... repeatedly... defiled... raped. You're going to be our little cumdump for as long as we want." He moves closer as he speaks. Touching my body with trailing fingertips as he tells me how I'll be used. I try to feel disgust when he touches me but all I feel is shame and desire.
"You haven't done anything to me yet. Take me home and I'll probably just think this was a nightmare or something. Somebody will come looking for me. You can't do this."
He stops in front of my face and unzips his pants. "Can't do this? Oh, I think I can. I can do whatever I want to you. Open your fucking mouth."
His cock is rubbing against my lips as I try to turn my head and resist. My second captor steps closer and allows me to see the large wicked looking knife in his hand. "If you want to go back home, you'll do exactly what we tell you to do."
I open my mouth and Captor #1 slides his large cock deep in my throat. I'm helpless strapped to some T shaped device. Captor 1 has no mercy as he fucks my throat in a steady rhythm pushing every inch in with every thrust. I gag and can't help being a drooling mess. I pull on my restraints, my instincts wanting to push his hips back so I can breathe.
There's no give in my restraints. He holds his cock deep in my throat and I can feel him flexing it. My eyes are watering and I start to worry about whether or not he'll let me breathe. I gag hard, spitting up more drool and he finally pulls back out.
While I'm panting and catching my breath, Captor 2 has moved behind me. Captor 1 tilts my chin up to look at him. With the light in my face I still can't see him clearly. "You're a mess already and I think you love it you little slut." He rubs the drool into my face.
