"Yes, please, please...do whatever you want, but just let me come!" she shrieks at him. Immediately he moves up to her head and she feels something thick and warm, pulsing on her lips.
"No," she begs, "not that, please."
For Melissa has always felt disgusted by the thought of having a cock in her mouth. It stays on her lips a moment longer, and then she senses him moving away. Melissa realizes that's all this ever was, a ruse to make her beg for cock. She senses that if she does what he wants, she will not only get sexual release, but also be released from her captivity. Melissa begins to wonder if she might not be rescued somehow, but quickly gives it up as false hope. No one even knows she is in this town.
As time wears on that day, she is besieged with thoughts in favor of either side of her conflict. Should she give up her dignity and invite his cock into her mouth? Melissa was appalled at the idea, but how else could she gain her freedom? She could be kept here indefinitely. As she fell into an uneasy doze, she still hadn't made up her mind.
Melissa awoke to a tongue frantically being pushed into her pussy. As the tongue explored her depths, Melissa was brought to new heights of pleasure. When she reached the very edge, the sensation stopped and Melissa opened her mouth in anticipation. Her captors' cock was not long, but thick and hard. As its' tip reached her tongue, Melissa inexpertly licked at his foreskin with delight. She found herself eager to explore his manhood with her tongue.
She began to take more in her mouth and ran her tongue down its' length. Melissa swirled her tongue around on each side and up and down. She opened her mouth wide and began to know at the base of his cock with favorable results. Melissa felt the man's penis grow even harder and slightly longer within her mouth. Suddenly, he pulled away from her. She made a sound of protest, but he calmed her with a touch.
"I think you are ready....tomorrow."
The next day, Melissa awoke once again to feel a mouth between her legs. A tongue was licking the opening and then moving up to flick lightly against her clit. She felt the tongue softly, slowly, and gently begin to press into her opening. Melissa began to moan. Once more, she was calmed by a gentle touch from those rough hands, as the thrusting tongue finally penetrated her. His teeth nipped gently at the lips to her pussy and his lips sucked eagerly at her clitoris. As his tongue moved gradually downwards, he began to knead her thighs gently. He leisurely started to flick his tongue against her rear entry and Melissa was unable to believe she was enjoying this.
He paused for a moment and asked yet again if she was ready for release. When she answered yes, Melissa sensed movement and then felt his stiff cock pressing against her dripping wet pussy. She moaned and lifted her hips, but instead of entering her, he began to slide his cock up and down her slit, pressing firmly against her clit each time.
After several minutes of delicious torture, he drew back and Melissa heard him murmuring. She tried to press her legs together in an attempt to alleviate her arousal, but she was bound too tightly. She was close to sobbing in frustration when she felt movement above her as a body was pressed against her. Thinking he wanted her to give him a blow job, she lifted her head and opened her mouth. However, as her tongue made contact, she tasted something delicious and salty, and did not feel his cock anywhere she could reach with her tongue. As she explored this area, she quickly realized she had her mouth buried in another woman's pussy.
Melissa pulled her head back sharply, but then yet again began to feel a cock being rubbed up and down her slit. She knew without being told that if she wanted release, she had to dive right in.
Melissa slowly lifted her head upwards again and tentatively poked her tongue out. She began to explore everything in reach of her mouth. She licked rapidly, yet lightly at the woman's outer lips, and then moved up towards the clit. She circled around it with some occasional frantic sucking. Melissa bit at this woman's inner thighs and they rapidly opened wide. As Melissa slowly dipped her tongue into the woman's opening, she discovered the enjoyment of the taste of this woman's juices.
While Melissa was otherwise engaged, her captor continued rubbing his throbbing cock between her thighs. Each time his penis came close to her entrance, he paused and pushed just the very tip into Melissa. Before long, she couldn't keep her hips still and was thrusting upward each time, hoping to force him to penetrate her.
Melissa could sense how close to the edge of orgasm this woman was. She thought if she made her come, the man might allow Melissa to as well. She began to strenuously thrust her tongue in and out of the woman's moist entrance. After a minute of this, Melissa moved her mouth upward and bit down on the woman's clit. The woman screamed in pleasure and juice poured out of her pussy onto Melissa's face. She eagerly lapped it all up.
The woman fell over sideways on Melissa and then she felt her move away. During all this, the man continued stroking his cock up and down, rubbing her clit with every thrust. He paused for a moment, silently asking Melissa a question.
"I want release!" Melissa screamed.
He waited one moment more, and then shoved his throbbing cock into her waiting pussy. The pleasure was so intense; Melissa never dreamed sex could feel so good. With each thrust of his cock, she came again and again, her pussy clenching tightly around his length. Melissa passed out from pleasure, and she heard a voice following her down into darkness.
"You released me."
* * * *
Melissa opens her eyes and is looking up at a ceiling. She thinks she must be imagining it, so she closes her eyes and opens them again. Still she sees a ceiling. She looks down her body, and realizes she is not restrained. She sits up and looks around. She notices her suitcases by the door and thinks she must be in her motel room.
Did I dream it all?
she wonders.
Melissa turns on the t.v. and watches a news show until she sees the date. It has been a month that has passed. She recalls her captor saying 'You released me.' She begins to cry in confusion and falls asleep with tears streaming down her face.
* * * *
FOUR MONTHS LATER....
As Melissa is driving home from work, she has to keep stopping herself from day dreaming. All day long, and for the past week, all she's thought about was her experiences. She is incredibly turned on and has to restrain herself from playing with her pussy at work and even now in the car.
Abruptly, Melissa changes lanes, and exits the freeway, drawing near an all-too-familiar motel.
What are you DOING?!
she screams to herself.
She blocks that thought out and the soothing voice continues to haunt her...'You released me...'
"Room twenty-two, please," Melissa asks the clerk.
As she turns the key, opens the door, and enters her room, her heart is pounding. She notices a shadow in the corner of her eye, but makes no move to turn towards it.
"What...? What are you doing here?"
Melissa pauses a moment, then quietly says,
"I want release."
