It was supposed to be a unreasoning date. Definitely inept, probably a wastefulness of time, but hopefully not too bad. It wasn't. I met him for dinner at his theater. I was hesitant to go into his base alone, but my admirer had told me he was a chef, so it made gumption that he wanted to manipulate. I had driven, so I figured if he was strange, I could go off. And I had told Amy where I was going, as a condom measure.
Halfway through dinner, he tried to kiss me. I turned away. His mode changed, quickly, and he grabbed my arm, hard. My heart jumped into my throat and I tasted fear. I pulled my arm away and tried to realise for the room access. He grabbed me again, roughly, and pinned me to the rampart."Please, let me go. I want to go. What do you need ?"I cried, afraid, as he held me tightly.
"I want this,"he growled, as I felt his handwriting take hold of my pussy and twinge it roughly. His fingerbreadth traveled behind my pussy to my ass and he dug his fingertips into it,"and this."I clenched as arduous as I could, trying to rick away from him, but he pulled me faithful, pressing all of his weightiness into me, his hard-on digging into me through my apparel.
He forced me to the ground, laughing as I tried to fight back. He straddled my pectus and tied my wrist together, then flipped me to my stomach. One at a fourth dimension, he caught each of my flailing stage, and tied them."Try all you want, bitch. Cry, fight, beg…it turns me on. I'm going to fuck you. You think you're a prissy beef. well, maybe you are. But I'm going to destruct both of your tight niggling holes and work you into a sloppy, gaping bitch."
"No, please…please stop,"I begged, whimpering.
"Stop ? I haven't gotten started yet. This ends with you full of my cum, whether you like it or not. Shut it, squawk. It's going to be a long night for you."He picked me up by my pharynx and dragged me across the floor, back to the sleeping room. I squirmed and campaign, trying to break disembarrass, but he was too strong. He picked me up and thrash about my hog-tied body onto the ill-gotten bed like a rag doll. I begged him to let me go and he struck me without warning, slapping me in the aspect. Stunned, I began to cry, but it had no effect on him, as he began to hit my dress. Try as I might to stop him, before long my shirt and bra were pushed up to my neck and my jeans were around my ankles.
He smirked down at my tears, and slowly, trailed his fingers down from my tear-stained cheek, along my jaw, over my neck, and down onto my left breast, circling my nipple. My impudence flushed with embarrassment and choler. He chuckled and leaned down, staring at me as he took my nipple into his mouth. I shook my body, trying to bust away, but the ties held firm. I closed my eyes and turned my boldness away from his humiliating stare as he laughed and licked both of my breasts. His face traveled lower, and I cringed as I felt him draw in my panties down over my pelvic girdle to my link articulatio talocruralis."Please…please don't. Please…"
"Don't do what ? Don't touch you ? Don't kiss you ? Don't fuck you ? Beg, gripe. Beg me again, maybe I'll block. Maybe I'll let you go."His manpower squeezed my thighs, trying to pry them open air as I cried.
"Please ! Please don't do this. delight let me go."His quarter round dug into my inner thigh and the sudden pain took me by surprise for just a mo. That was all he needed to spread my knees wide, exposing everything I wanted to keep hidden. I tried to snarl my knee closed, but he was already between them. I looked up at him in horror and begged, pleaded for him to stop. He didn't. I felt his finger's breadth spread my pussy sassing. His typeface neared my cunt and my grimace turned crimson, the tears rolled down my cheeks.
"Look how soaked this is. What a jolly pussy. It won't be when I'm done with it. Shall I make you feel good, before I fuck you ? Should I claim your dignity from you ? What sort of a slut lets herself get into this position ? What sort of a jade lets herself get raped in all of her holes…and likes it ? Could you live with that, I wonder ? If I made you cum, knowing what I'm going to do to you ? I'm going to pain you for my delight. I bet it would hump you up for animation. You'd never be able-bodied to cum again without reliving what I'm going to do to you."
"Please, please, no. please !"
"I'm going to make you cum, knowing that as soon as you do, I'm going to hurt you. I'm going to spoil your tight footling pussy. I'm going to shove my fist in it, simply because I want to. I'm going to raw fuck your stringent petty ass. I'm going to hurt you and I'm going to care it. But I won't fuck you until you cum. Don't cum, little slut, and you can go. Easy as that."With that, his clapper touched my clit, sliding down into my opening. He buried his brass in me, sucking, and licking. I felt his digit bear upon my first step, teasing me, and then he slid one into me."hoot, that pussy is tight."
My body began to respond, as his knife attacked my clit, while he fingered me. I felt him start to work out a second finger into me, stretching and twisting inside of my pussy. I willed myself to feel nothing, to not think about what he was doing to me. After a few second, he suddenly stopped and I let myself palpate a brief moment of triumph. I'd embarrassed him. Maybe he would abide by his design and let me go."Hard to get, huh ?"he smirked. He reached across me to the bedside tabular array and pulled out a sceptre as long as his arm, and plugged it into the wall.
"No, no, no, delight !"He put his oral fissure back onto my clit and roughly shoved two fingers back inside of me.
"That's okay. I knew you liked it dirty."He placed the privation to my clit and flipped the substitution. vivid shaking traveled through my clit and into my pussy as he began to force a thirdly finger inside of me. The stretching touch sensation became more acute, immix with the vibrator, and the sensation of bother and joy began to mix. Having made the third finger's breadth fit, he suddenly began to pump his fingers in and out of me roughly, cruelly twisting his finger to stretch along me even tighter. I cried out in bother and he laughed."What kind of bitch could get off on this ? What a piffling slut you are. Cum on my hand, bitch, so I can know you. Show me what a slut you are."He pushed a fourth finger against my gap and I screamed in pain, to his delight. He pulled his fingers out of my aching puss and I felt insistent relief. I opened my eyes, instinctively, and my Hope crashed to the bed. He was coating his entire hand in lube. He really was going to try to put his entire fist inside me.
I stammered in fear,"Pl-please, delight don't hurt me. It won't fit. I'll tear."He leaned back down to my maw and I bucked my hips with everything I had, trying one last time to break loose. This man was going to cause irreparable damage to my slit. No topic how grueling I fought, I couldn't increase leverage. He placed four fingertips against my pussy, using his other paw to spread my pussycat lips out of his way. I clenched my pussy down against his digit, trying to force him out of me, but the lube kept him moving, inching his hired hand further and further in, despite my endeavour. As he began to slide them inside of me, he looked at me and said solemnly,"I am going to fit my entire fucking fist into your cunt, and I'm going to have a go at it you with it, because I want to. You don't get a say anymore. This is my cunt now. And I want to fuck it with my fist. I suggest you unstrain your pussy heftiness and let it happen, or you will tear."The wand returned to my button and he flipped the replacement on, and I cried out, oversensitized with bother and quivering. Clenching my pussy made my clit press harder against the wand. My pussy began to answer, pleasure building from the unrelenting shaking, despite my best efforts.
I felt emaciated pressure against the exterior of my pussy and realized he had all four fingers knuckle-deep in my pussy. The pressure began to build, painful and unrelenting, and a burning sensation started near the top of my puss as he began to squeeze his flip inside of me. The scepter left my clit and his other arm braced against my hips, as he leaned all of his weight into his hand and I screamed as his clenched fist was forced into me."Take it, bitch. Can you feel that ? That's my whole fucking fist inside your bitch, you slight whore. How did you let yourself get fist-fucked by a stranger ? You wanted it, slut. Cum on it, bitch."
The pain was so intense, I couldn't think. All I could do was beg and scream for him to wee the pain in the ass stop. The wand returned to my clit and increased speed. My integral organic structure was writhing in bother, and his putz was hard through his trouser. He began to pump is fist inside of me and my body couldn't cope. The combination of acute pleasure and pain sensation began to build into an orgasm. I fought it off as long as I could, but I didn't stand a chance. The human body isn't made to withstand so much superstar."You're about to cum like a good little slut. Because, deep down, you know you like being made a submissive bitch. As soon as you cum, I'm going to violate you in all of your mess. I'm going to destruct you. And there's nothing you can do about it. Take that fist and cum on it, kick. live with that your eubstance belongs to me now."With repulsion, I felt the coming take hold, and I knew he could feel my kitty twitching around his invading hand. With a smug look of triumph, I saw him through the cloud of my orgasm, destroying my pussy. He clenched his fist inside of me and wrenched it out of me, leaving my once soaked niggling grab a gaping mess. The pleasance was gone, replaced with pain. And I heard his vocalisation cutting through my screams,"I win, cunt. Now, it's my turn. ”