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Awakening I
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Awakening I She was frightened. Her body shook, trembling at the unknown. A bead of sweat rolled down her forehead, splashing onto her red dress. She was clothed, but her hands were cuffed behind her back. The thought of running occurred to her, but she would not get far — her ankles were chained together. The last thing she remembered was the bar. He looked reasonable and she accepted the offer of drinks. She was lonely. It was her first business trip alone and she was looking for company. The drinks made her feel warm and responsive. She enjoyed the kissing and the feeling of his hands as he squeezed her tits over her satin dress. She never wore bras, so her nipples were hard and pushing against the material. She nodded when he said, “One more drink and then my room.” She did not remember the drink and this was definitely not the hotel room. His face had changed. It was the look of a predator. His smile was full of lust, primeval and animal. He was naked. He had an average body, a hairy chest and was slightly<b> overweight. </font></b>She gasped at his cock. She had rubbed his crotch over his pants in the bar, but this naked, thick and throbbing piece of meat was much bigger than she had anticipated. She gasped, “No!” as she felt her cunt betray her and her nipples harden. He looked at her as if knowing her thoughts and mouthed one word, “Slut.” Her heart raced as he moved towards her. With no warning he reached out and ripped her dress down to her waist. Her ample tits hung invitingly. Her nipples were erect and wanting — needing, attention. She cried, “No!” but her body said, “Yes!” She heard the slap of flesh against flesh and the pain of her tits being smacked. Not soft, play smacks but hard, no holds barred blows that made her tits bang against each other. She saw her tits redden and his imprints on them. Horrified, she felt her body push her tits upwards, giving her abuser more to hit. He did not refuse the offer. The clinging red material of her dress had gathered between her thighs. She knew it was wet and dark from her cunt juices. Her bitch of a cunt had not flowed this much — ever. She felt a tingle in her bladder. “No!” The evening’s drinks flowed down her thighs, soaking her dress and lying in a pool around her feet. Humiliated, she hung her head and tried to hold back the flow. It was then she noticed her feet were bare. Her toes played with the warm pee that she now stood in. He laughed. It was a cruel laugh yet made her want to hear it more. He stood before her and ripped the rest of her dress off. No panties spoiled the line of the dress. She stood before him, naked and helpless — and unaccountably aroused. He knelt before her, ignoring the pool on the floor. His hands on her ass squeezed hard, his fingers deep in her soft flesh broke the skin. Her cunt was pulled onto his face and he ate her like an animal feasting on its prey. Tongue, teeth and fingers took her without mercy. She peed more and he drank. He stood and stepped back a pace. She trembled. Her body shook uncontrollably. Fear, lust and a longing to be used beat in her chest. You will feel pain and pleasure. Accept both on your knees. |
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