Bing

What are you up to tonight?

I see the words light up on my phone. I pause for a moment before answering him.

Not a whole lot, just relaxing.

Right, relaxing, I think, as I flick back to my erotic gif filled porn feed.

Bing

Do you work tomorrow?

The question struck me as odd but I couldn’t figure out why, ignoring my gut I typed back…

No, I’m always off on the weekends. What are you up to?

A few moments pass and I keep scrolling through my feed. Switching over to the mobile version of Plenty of Dick I scroll through the locals. Scrunching my nose I sigh. Not a damn thing looks appealing to me. Bored, I look at the time. Its after 11. Might as well go to bed.

Bing

Not much, just hanging out with some friends.

Sounds fun I answered. I think I’m going to hit the sack though, have a good night.

I let the dogs out and get ready for bed. Just as I am settling down into my fluffy blankets….

Bing

It’s him.

Sounds like a good idea, it is a bit late for you, isn’t it Miss?

Fuck. I haven’t even met the man yet and my stomach does a little flip reading that. I re-read it. I must be horny, I think, no other explanation.

Yes… Have a good night 🙂

Bing

I certainly will, sleep tight Miss, we will chat soon.

I look at the message one last time. I couldn’t shake that feeling that something was off.

I flip off my light and and drift away….

….. somewhere in the distance, I heard dogs barking….

Woof woof woof

“mmmmm” I sigh softly and stretch out a bit more. That feels nice….

The fingers trace my naked spine. Running up the curve of spine they tremble slightly as they caress me.

They move suddenly and an unfamiliar weight settles onto my thighs.

FUCK

And I’m awake. The bedroom light blinds me and the dogs are barking, the sound is deafening.

FUCK FUCK FUCK

I try not to panic.

I try to sit up, and I’m shoved back down and he is on top of me.

“Don’t fucking move”

I am screaming internally, but not a sound escapes my lips.

Breath I think, what is happening?

He grabs my arms and yanks them behind my back.

Ziiiiiiiiip Ziiiiiiiiip

Fucking zip ties

He leans down next to my ear and murmurs

“Don’t move, don’t scream, do you understand me?”

I nod, trembling.

He slides his hand between my legs and he lets out this low, slow laugh.

“You are fucking soaking wet”

I feel the heat rise to my cheeks.

He slides his fingers into me, I let out the slightest gasp, and that hand that was just inside of me is now gripping my face.

He growls in my ear, “shhhh, I said be quiet.”

I nod silently to afraid to do anything else, I’m shaking now, and he grabs me by the hair. His other hand assaults me, grabbing, pulling, bruising my tender skin.

“Be a good girl.” he murmurs releasing my hair and smoothing it back and away from my face.

He stands and rips the blankets the rest of the way off me and just stares. In that moment, I know exactly what is going to happen.

Picking me up, he, flips me over the edge of the bed and slaps my face.

“If you bite me, this will end very poorly for you.” He growls again into my ear.

God his voice is fucking sexy I think. Then I realize that my thighs are slick with my own lust. Fuck… just…. fuck. The room is spinning.

Zip

His pants hit the floor and he pauses, taking everything in.

“God damn” he murmurs as his fingers slide through my hair. His hand connects with my face, startling me.

“Open bitch”

My pussy betrays me and aches a little. I comply. Fuck he’s huge! He yanks my head back, holding my jaw with the other hand he slides his cock into my mouth. Slowly. He is enjoying himself. He presses it into the back of my throat and I gag and cough as he pulls out. He groans, sinking it back in again. He takes his time, holding my face and hair, he fucks my mouth.

His scent curls in my nose. It is intoxicating. A deep musky, woodsy scent. He smells of lust and power.

Fuck he even smells good I think.

What the fuck is wrong with me?

My jaw starts to ache from the sheer size of him and he pulls his cock from my mouth. My own spit is dripping off my chin as I stare at his cock. He runs his hand over it, giving it a firm squeeze.

Smack

My eyes widen and my mouth hangs open in suprise. His hand smears a sticky combination of my spit and his precum across my face. Taking advantage of the opperunity, he shoves his cock back in my mouth. I gag as it pushes into my throat. Leaning over he slides his hand back between my legs.

“Fuck” he groans. “Such a tight little cunt.”

Replacing his cock with his cunt soaked fingers he looks at me.

“Suck.”

My eyes widen and I hesitate.

“Suck your fucking pussy juice off my fingers.” He yanks my hair again as I start sucking my own fluids off of his hand. “Such a fucking little slut. I knew you were going to be fun.” He chuckles. “I should have done this sooner.”

He drops my head and walks away. I start to panic but was interrupted by a pair of hands on my ankles as I am yanked back onto the bed and flipped over effortlessly. I finally get a look at him. A ski mask obscures my view. Following the curve of his neck to his chest, my eyes catch the tattoo. It looks familiar. I can see the muscles move under his skin as he reaches for me. Pure power.

Fuck, and he looks good?

He is rubbing his cock against my pussy. Groaning and gripping my tits he closes his eyes, clearly enjoying the way his cock feels on my slick cunt. Looking at me he pulls back a bit. My cunt is aching and I am still fighting off freaking out. I feel the head of his cock pressing against me and I panic. I start flailing around on the bed. Arms still tied behind me I helplessly flop from side to side trying to wiggle away from him. He growls and jerks me back towards him, he pins me to the bed by my neck.

“I said. Don’t. Fucking. Move.” I freeze, I could hear the predator in his voice. Trembling and terrified, the tears form in my eyes. He sees them and pauses, looking at me through the slits in his mask. His green eyes drinking me in.

The first tear trickles down my cheek and onto the bed.

Followed by a second and a third.

His voice softens “Baby… Don’t cry.”

I am all out sobbing now, chest heaving, “Please…Don’t…Hurt…Me….”

He sighs, releasing my neck and petting my hair.

“Shhhhh, shhhhh, shhhhhh”

He pulls me in close to him. His cock still nestled firmly against my cunt.

“I’m not going to hurt you, as long as you are a good girl. I know you want it, you couldn’t convince me otherwise, and I am going to give that needy wet little cunt exactly what it wants.”

My crying has quieted, soft little sobs now.

“Please”

He grabs my legs with one hand, and rubs the head of his cock up and down my sopping wet cunt.

“Mmmm” he moans, “This tight little pussy is all mine.”

“Please no!” I start struggling, throwing myself back and forth on the bed, trying desperatly to wiggle away from him and his firm grip on me.

“Oh yes little girl. This little cunt is mine now. If you didn’t want it taken from you, you shouldn’t be telling strange men you meet online how you have a rape fantasy.”

Oh fuck

With the his last words leaving his lips he thrust into me.

“FUCK!”

He feels like he is splitting me in two. He pulls back before pushing deeper into me. I can feel him stretching me, and I know, he is not even fully inside of me.

One hand around my neck, the other holding my legs apart he violates me. Fast, rough, fevered fucking. I will have the bruises to show for it in the morning. My pussy accomidates his size, soaking and stretching around his cock.

My hips begin to betray me. Pushing up to meet him, I am lost in the sensation of him inside of me. His grip tightens around my throat and the room starts to fade.

“You little fucking slut. You actually wanted to be raped didn’t you? Why else would you tell a stranger that you enjoy it.”

He groans, still gripping my throat, I gasp, teetering on the edge of conciousness. He thrusts harder, faster.

“Fuck, you have such a perfect little pussy.” He groans “I am going to ruin this little cunt.”

Just as I feel myself start to slip into unconciousness, he releases his grip. I gasp for air, coughing and he grabs my hips with both hands he looses his control.

His growl turns to a roar as I feel him swell inside of me and a heat spread through me. I can’t control myself. Moaning, fucking him back, his cock hurts and I love it.

“I. Am. Filling. This. Little. Cunt. Up.” He grips me and fucks me, filling me with his cum he looses himself in his primal need. “Fucking perfect little slut.”

Part 2