"I see scars" he says "Do you like to hurt yourself? Do you like the sight of your own blood as you slice into your own flesh?"
I have been a cutter off and on throughout my life, as a child while fighting against childhood abuse. As a confused teen having self-harming fantasies and as an adult while in a drunken depression when the only thing that would release the pain was to cut myself open and let it seep out. "Yes" I whisper. "Yes, I have hurt myself. Yes, I have enjoyed the pain and agony. Is that what you want to hear!?" I raise my voice and start to cry. I am so angry now. "I don't fucking care! Fucking do what you are going to do and stop talking! YEAH! YEAH! I am fucked up, yes, I do stupid shit. FUCK YOU!" I scream and begin to fight and jerk against my restraints.
Someone starts to pet me. Their hands petting my head. "Shhhhh. It's ok." he whispers. His hands gently wiping the tears from my face and softly rubbing my neck, my chest. "You are a beautiful human. You did not deserve whatever happened to you in the past. None of it was your fault." There are many hands on me now. They are just laying their hands on me, and I am sobbing. What the fuck is going on!? I feel something warm dripping onto my stomach and the hands begin to rub my body. The smell is wonderful, like peppermint and powder. They rub the oil all over my tits my arms and knead their fingers into mine. They rub their hands down my legs, rubbing my feet sliding fingers between my toes. Someone begins massaging my pussy. The oil is warm and soothing. No one is being forceful. It is all nurturing and stimulating. My body reacting by shivering as my vagina becomes engorged and wet, I can feel it pulsing with the beat of my heart.
The hands stop their rubbing, and I get the sensation of someone over me. Then I feel someone on top of me, heavy and warm as I start to shake. His hands slide into mine and then glides them down my arms, over my chest and down my sides, causing chills up my spine and I arch my back and moan. His mouth is on mine now as he slowly kisses me his hands sliding under me cupping my ass. His kiss is deep and passionate. I give into him and accept his kiss, and it is good. His fingers spread my cheeks open, and he slowly slides his cock into my pussy. He is very large. He pushes it in deep as he squeezes and massages my ass with his large hands. He lays his head on my chest and begins to fuck me slow, hard, deep. I feel the leg restraints being loosened and my legs are free.
There are people on either side of me, each holding one of my legs as he pounds himself into me. Oh god, it is so good. I start to fuck him back; my ass being helped up and down off the table by the ones holding my legs. They are massaging my inner thighs, so close to my pussy and I feel one of them place a finger on my clit as we are grinding into one another. My lover moves his hands from my ass, raises himself up with his strong arms and slams his big hard cock into my pussy. There are fingers inside my vagina now and I can feel them as he slides in and out of me. Another hand slides a finger into my rectum, and they are all moving with the same motion as I take them all in. My body begins to quake and buck. I should not be enjoying this, this violation. But my body is reacting in complete submission as if with a longtime lover. "Kiss me," I plead. "Please, I want your mouth on mine."
He raises his head and whispers into my ear, "Let yourself go. Let all the pain and hurt go. Let it drain from your body." He kisses me long and passionately. I let myself go. All the tension and anger flow out of me as I feel myself ejaculate, against his cock, against the fingers inside of me. I am cumming and his mouth is so wet and warm as I feel him start to cum too. I suck in his tongue as I feel him explode inside me and the other hands slide out of me. He grabs my bottom again and pushes himself so deep as I feel our cum drip down between the cheeks of my ass.
He collapses on top of me, his hard cock still buried deep in my pussy as I squeeze it. The muscles of my vagina constricting and releasing as I milk his creamy cum. I feel him jerk underneath me as he feels the reaction and he sucks in his breath. It's quiet again and my head starts to ache. I need water. "Untie me," I whisper "Untie me and let me go." I am crying, my body totally exhausted. "Please? I am at your mercy. I am hurting and I need water. I won't try to leave." I assure him. I feel him shake his head and I am deflated. "Please." I beg.
His voice is muffled as his face is buried in my neck. "I don't want to let you go." he says, "I can't let you go." I start to panic. What the fuck does that mean. Are they going to disappear me? Suddenly I am afraid again. It has been a long exhausting night, and I fear they are not finished with me yet. My heart is pounding my head spinning. I need to think. How do I get out of this?
"You haven't done anything that I haven't enjoyed" I try to convince him "I just need a breather, a chance to get some fluids into me after all the ones I have depleted. Don't you all have safe words, UNCLE" I chuckle softly. I want him to think I am complying. I worry that I won't be able to leave. Do they have a place to keep me locked up? There are so many things going through my head. Making me a sex slave, sex trafficking. I don't understand, why me? I am not young and hot. I just happened to walk into the wrong place at the wrong time. I am not what anyone would consider some catch. I'm a mature woman, a grown ass adult. I'm confused and angry. "Please hon, just let me out of the restraints, take me to the restroom, give me a little water." I am pleading with him. He inhales deeply and rolls off of me. "I can hardly walk anyway after that fucking you just gave me." I tease. It is true, I don't think I could fight or run. My legs are shaking, my arms straining against the straps. I have no clothes on, and I have no idea where my keys, phone, wallet are. I am pretty much at his, their mercy.
I feel the straps being loosened and I start to breathe more normally. I don't move for a few moments. I rub my hands together in front of me and begin to massage my own arms. They are shaky and weak. I start to remove the blindfold, and someone stops me. "No, leave it" he says. I do as he says. He takes my arms and lifts me into a sitting position on the table. He then slides my legs over the edge, I sit there, my legs dangling and try to catch my breath. I can see from under the bottom of the blindfold, a pair of men's feet, then a pair of smaller, female feet, toenails polished a dark color, maybe black. And then she moves away. "Here, take this," he says, and I feel him place a glass in my hand. It is cool with condensation on the outside.
I want to gulp it down but hesitate. I sniff it. "It's ok, I promise" the voice replies "It's only water." I am parched and decide to trust him as I swallow the cold water. It feels so good as I gulp it down. I need more. But I need to pee. "Will you take me to the restroom, please?" I ask him. He lifts me from the table to a standing position and I struggle to stand on my own. There is a person on either side of me helping me stand as we begin to walk. I feel plastic under my feet and try to see beneath the blindfold. We stop. I can see a male figure lying on the floor. There is a sheet of plastic on the floor, and he is masturbating. His penis is very large and very hard.