Shopping Adventure Gone Wrong

Walking through the outdoor mall on a beautiful sunny day. I managed to get some me time away from the husband and children. Mindlessly strolling and looking at different trinkets. I wasn't paying any mind to my surroundings until I got a cold chill. A chill that made every hair on me stand straight up.

It felt very eerie. I took a moment to look around and see if anything looked out of place. The place was busy so there were people everywhere and all were on the move. But one man stood out. He was tall, dark haired, and was of foreign decent. I couldn't see his face because he looked away when I noticed him.

I dismissed the feeling and continued on with my shopping. I started to get hungry so I found a nice little shop to grab a quick bite. When I walked in I got the same eerie feeling as before. I turned around quickly and noticed the man standing outside the shop looking at me through the window. I thought maybe it was a coincidence and proceeded to order my food. My food came and I placed myself at a table against the wall so that I could see everyone around me. The meal was fabulous and the feeling had long since left my mind.

I head back out to finish off my shopping adventure. I buy my last item for the day and start to head towards my car. The parking lot was very dimly lit but there was enough sunlight still that I wasn't too freaked out. I made it to my car and began placing my treasures in the back seat when I heard heavy footprints quickly approaching. Before I could stand I felt someone pressed right up against me and a hand quickly covered my mouth.

My heart was racing as I felt a cold, sharp, metal object placed in the small of my back. A harsh voice whispered into my ear "Do as you're told and you wont be harmed." My heart was racing and I was shaking. The hands began to push me towards a black van parked close by. I go where he is pushing me. Frantically looking for a way to escape or maybe even another person who would hear me scream.

We make it to the van and he pushes me flat against the side. "I'm going to move my hand from your mouth to open the door. If you scream it will be the last thing you do." He moves his hand away and begins to open the sliding back door and pushes me inside. He follows me in. For the first time I see the mans face.

He has dark brown eyes and a crooked smile. I scoot away from him as he reaches back to close the door. I ball up terrified against the inside of the van not sure what is going to happen next. Once the door is closed he begins to move towards me. I pull my knees up to my chest and lower my head onto my knees while beginning to cry.

"Shut up bitch! Your cries wont help you now!" He grabs me by my hair and drags me across the cold metal floor to a bench at the back of the van. He makes himself comfortable before undoing his belt and his jeans. He makes easy work of pulling them down and out of the way. Leaving his cock covered by only his dingy underwear.

I keep my eyes glued to the floor still crying. He grabs me by the face forcing me to look at him. "Do what I brought you here for. Time to put that mouth of yours to work." I didn't want to I pulled away in a sign of protest. Before I knew it a hard smack landed against my cheek.

Leaving me stunned and even more terrified. "I won't tell you again. Do what your told or else." I move closer to him and begin to pull his underwear out of the way. My hands shaking like a leaf but I am scared to be hit again. He cock is limp and uncut. It is the most revolting thing I think I have ever laid eyes on.

I take it in my hands and begin to stroke it slowly. It's beginning to get hard but is taking a long time. He reaches out and grabs me by the hair again growling "spit on it slut. Get it good and wet." I do as I'm told. My spit coated his member and gave some lubrication to continue giving him a half hearted handjob.

He finally gets tired of waiting or is satisfied with my efforts and pushes me away. I crawl away back to the wall of the van. He stands, grabs me by my shirt, pulls me over to the bench, and pushes me face down. He roughly rips my shorts down and proceeds to cut my underwear off of me. He gives my ass a rough smack before spitting on his hand and rubbing it across my cunt.

He lines himself up with my entrance. I cry out in protest "Please. Please you don't have to do this. I wont say a word to anyone. You can go free. Just please let me go."

"In your dreams" he growls as he slams into me. He forces himself balls deep. I wince in pain because he is the biggest I have ever had and I wasn't even slightly wet. His rough hand lands on the back of my neck pushing my face even further into the filthy seat as he begins to thrust in and out of me. I try to focus on anything else. Praying this will be over soon and I will escape unharmed for the most part.

He picks up the speed and is really giving me a pounding when I realize the pain has begun to subside. He notices the change too. He pulls out of me reaches down sticking two fingers into me and pulls them out glistening. "WOW what a dirty slut you are. Getting turned on by being raped by a complete stranger."

I refuse to accept my body would betray me that way. He shoves his slick fingers into my face showing the gleam. I smell my scent and then I know that he was right. Even though I wanted nothing to do with this man my own body has turned against me. He lines up and pushes back into me. Going faster and harder than before.

It's not too long before he is grunting and obviously getting close to cumming. I think to myself thankfully this is almost over. Holding onto my hips he makes a few more quick pumps before he about to explode. I make one last plea "Please don't cum in me. I'm not on birthcontrol. How will I explain a baby to my husband?"

He laughs in my face while holding me down "That's not my problem. I am about to knock you up so you remember what happened here for the rest of your life!" And with that he begins to spew rope after rope of hot seed deep into me. When his balls are finally empty he pulls out of me and begins to redress. I pull my shorts back on and crawl to a corner and begin to sob. He opens the sliding door as he gets into the driver seat.

I bolt at my chance to get as far away as I can. The door closes and he speeds off. I run to my car and lock myself inside. My shorts are soaked from his cum leaking out of me. I manage to dry my eyes enough to make it to a pharmacy to buy a plan b. I take it and think to myself please please let this work.