Mr. Mysterious Part 1

Her hands tied behind her back, her legs were restrained by the ankle, and her eyes were blindfolded. Sandy muffled through the gag in her mouth in fear. She didn’t know what had happened. All she knew was that she was now in a vehicle driving at a dangerous speed. The hot brunette tried to struggle out of the restrain, but the thick coarse rope was simply impossible to break.

She was on her way home when the young single lady got dragged into a van by a man outside her house door. She screamed and yelled, but soon lost consciousness. When she woke up, she’s greeted with an ache on the back of her neck, and the tied limbs of hers. She lived alone in the house, far from her family. She knew that no one would know where she is by now.

The van stopped, and the sound of the door sliding open gave Sandy a jump. She squirmed away from the source of the sound, knowing very well that her kidnapper is there.

“Come here you.” said a cold voice that dragged Sandy nearer to the door.

Sandy tried to fight, but were helpless with those restrains tying her limbs. The guy, fling her body over his shoulder and carried the girl in. She wanted to scream, but the gag held in her voice. The guy stopped, and the sound of keys jiggling can be heard, followed by the familiar clack of unlocking doors, and the creek of the rusted hinge when he push the door open.

The guy those Sandy down on a soft cushion and went back to lock the door. Sandy squirmed around, hoping to escape, but she very well know that that is impossible.

“Come here.” he dragged her by her arm. He began loosening the restrain on her wrists. Once loosen, Sandy quickly swing her hands in all direction, trying to hit her kidnapper. The guy swiftly held on her hands and pressed it on the bed. He’s strong. The guy split her hand apart, using his foot to pin one hand, while tied the other one to the corner. Finally, both her hands were tied apart.

The guy then sit on her thigh, and began tying her ankle. After tying, the sound of knife cutting the ropes got Sandy’s attention. Seconds later, the pressure compressing the two ankles together was no longer there and she began kicking and moving her legs wildly. The guy jump away from her thigh, away from her kicking legs. The guy grabbed the rope  that he tied to her ankle just now and pulled it hard to one side, stretching her leg to one end. He then do for the other leg, spreading her legs wide open. She’s now completely immobilize.

“You are one tough girl. I don’t like girls being so tough.” he remove the gag from Sandy.

“Let me go you sick fuck!” she screamed.

“Don’t worry, i’m not going to hurt you. But I’m not going to let you go as well.”

“My family, they are rich, if you want money, ask from them. I’ll give you their numbers.” Sandy tried to bargain her way out.

“You think i wanted money? No. I don’t want your money. I want this.” he caressed her breast.

“No. Wait! Let me go. I’ll give you anything!”

“You will give me anything?”

“Yes! I’ll give you anything.” she panted in fear.

“Okay. Give me your virginity.” he grinned. Before Sandy could voice her protest, he kisses her lips. The virgin, who never even had a kiss before, got her first from a complete stranger. She felt a bit weird. He was gentle. He nibbled her lips slowly. She let out a soft moan.

“You like that?” he said softly.

“No…i don’t! Let me go.” Sandy denied shyly

“I won’t let you go until you’ve been thoroughly fucked by me.” he whispered into her ear.

Sandy suddenly felt butterflies in her stomach. She’s confused. Her body was reacting strangely. She should be freaked out. But when he said that, she kind of wanted him to fuck her. Sandy struggled hard due to her own confusion on what she should feel.

“You going to hurt yourself if you struggle.” he said gently and began unbuttoning her shirt. One by one, the buttons were popped out, revealing her lavish bra. She squirmed uncomfortably, not knowing why she welcomes him. She should hate him, since he kidnap her. But her body doesn’t agree with her mind. With the blindfolds, she can’t what that guy is doing, which makes her blood boils of frustration.

“Is your skirt expensive?” he asked.

“What? Why?”

“I want to cut it.”

“No!” she snap

“No as in not expensive, or No as in not to cut it.”

“Don’t cut it.” she mumbled. He gave her another passionate kiss to the lips.

“If you said so.” and he pushed her skirt up to her stomach, revealing her black panties.

He rubbed the crack behind her panties while nibbling her neck. She tried to fight, but her urges made her vulnerable to his passion. He’s not raping her. He’s making love with her, forcefully. She knew she had to do something. This is not right. She’s suppose to struggle. But her limbs were tied up. At least this will give her a reason not to struggle and enjoy.

“You’ve wet your panties.”

“I didn’t.” she denied shyly once more. “You’re the one who made it wet.” she added.

“Good. Means i’m doing it right.”

Sandy don’t know how to reply him. It was awkward. This is a rape. But that guy made it like some BDSM set up for some loving couples to enjoy exotic sex.

The sound of the scissors snipped, and her bra is freed from her breast. The nipples had already engorged, standing proudly on the tip of the B size lump.

“What did you do?” ask Sandy, after feeling that the cold wind blew through her breast.

“I cut your bra. I hope is not expensive.”

“No.” she shook her head. “It’s not.”

“How about the panties?” he asked

“I have many.”


Sandy felt her panties was pulled up, and snipping sound could be heard again. After cutting, he pulled her panties off, exposing her bare shaved crack.

Before she knows it, the guy mouth her breast, licking the engorged nipple passionately, sending Sandy moaning in overflowing pleasure. He didn’t let the other one out of it either by pinching and playing it with his fingers. Sandy arced her body as the unfamiliar feeling swooped her mind. At the same time, his knee pressed between her legs, sending pulses of electricity to her brain. Sandy tried to close her legs to reduce the strong feeling she’s having, to hold herself together. However, the restrains won’t allow that.

The guy tied it just nice that it won’t hurt her too much, but it won’t allow her to protect her sex as well. It was tied to ensure she have no way to close her legs. He don’t want her to hold herself in. He wanted her exposed everything she has to him. Like a fly to a spider.

“Stop. You making me crazy.” Sandy groaned.

“You sure you want me to stop?”

“I don’t know.”

The guy followed her instruction and stopped, leaving the girl hanging. The sudden absence of fondling made her even more uncomfortable. Her body wants him. Her body needed him to play with. She wants to be played.

“Don’t stop.” she whispered.

“Don’t stop what?” the guy said sardonically. He heard her, but wanted to tease the tied down hanging girl.

“You are mean.” she complained. He kissed her lips once more. “Don’t stop playing my body.”

She then felt something soft and wet touching her opening between her legs. She don’t know what is he doing but it feels great. She squirmed against the restrain from the overloading feeling growing from there.

“What are you doing?” she asked desperately.

He didn’t answer her. Instead, he blew a flow of warm air to her catch. Upon feeling the breath of air, she clearly knew what he was doing. He’s eating her sex.

“It’s dirty. Stop it!” she protested.

Ignoring her protest, the guy continued to french kiss her spot, making her squirm and moan uncontrollably. She wanted to close her legs, but knowing that there’s a rope tying to her ankles, she dismissed the idea and let him uninterruptedly licking her. If she doesn’t disgust by her dirty sex, then she’s willing to let him lick. After all, she enjoyed it a lot despite she said stop. After minutes of licking, he stopped.

“You are very wet now.” he trailed his fingers up and down along the opening.

“You’re the one to be blamed.” she pouted at him.

“You are ready now. Time for the main course. Is your monkey hungry?” he whispered erotically in her ear.

“Very.” she nodded, while trying to suppress the grin on her face.

He carefully placed the tip of his length right outside of her, rubbing up and down to even the moisture. She can’t see him, but she can feel that her lips is slowly being parted by his driving length. Her lips put no resistance at all and gave all the allowance of space to him. He slowly enters her. Sandy moaned as the length parts her tight wet lips. Still unable to move, or unwilling to move, her spread legs allow unrestricted access to the hole that he is about to make love with. Finally, he’s inside her.

“Is it painful?” he asked

“A little bit.” she said softly.

“Should i pull it out?” he asked again.

Sandy shook her head slowly. “Fuck me like you’ve said.”

His hip began pumping the length inside her, pushing and pulling her lips apart. Her breath rate increase, as was the guy. The guy kissed her lips, making her deprived of air. She moved her head to the side gasping for air. It was intense. He move faster and faster, bringing her closer and closer to her inevitable climax.

“Fuck me harder.” Sandy requested.

The guy do as she said, pound the soft tight lips harder and faster. He enclosed his arms on her head, as though he don’t want her to move up away from his spear. She squirmed violently against the growing need to pee. Her sex is not going to hold on any longer if this continues.

“Stop. Stop.” not knowing that the feeling to pee is the impending orgasm.

But the guy ignore her and continued to make love with the wet swollen lips elegantly placed between her parted legs. Unable to control herself, Sandy arced her body in prepare for the incoming orgasm. All her muscle clenched and her eyes rolled back. She gave a loud moan. She can feel his length inside her as her sex tightens. Seizing the opportunity,  the guy milk himself with the ever tight hole, emptying the load of his testicles inside of her. She slumps back down on the bed, exhausted from the action.

“You came in me.” the girl pouted at him.

“I’m sorry. It’s too good and i can’t control.” the guy apologize.

“It’s fine. I like it inside me.” she smiled at him.

“Glad you liked it.”

“Why did you kidnapped me?” Sandy finally asked the question.

“Didn’t i told you just now. To fuck you thoroughly.”

“That’s it? Your fucking has a lot of love and passion in it.”

“I like to make passionate love.”

“To a tied up girl that you kidnapped from somewhere?”

“To you. Sandy.”

“What? You knew me?”

“Not just knew you. I love you ever since i saw you.”

“Wait! You love me, and you decided to kidnap me than giving me flowers.”

“I’m really sorry. I don’t know how else. I really love you.”

“But you drag me out to nowhere, tied me up, and fuck the hell out of me.” Sandy scolded. “Hell, i can’t even see you.”

“Actually is not nowhere. And i had released your restrain for quite some time now.”

“What?” Sandy pulled against the rope and it came off easily. She quickly remove the ropes and took off her blindfold to see her kidnapper. To her surprise, she is not in nowhere. She’s in her own bed. The van outside of the house came to live and drove off away. She jumped out of her bed and rushed to the window hoping to see who’s driving it. But it was too dark to see clearly.

Her heart rate began to speed  up. She felt happy. She’s in love. She slowly crawl back on her bed and lie down.

“How can i not know is my own bed?” she whispered to herself.

There’s a wet stain on the bed sheet. Is sticky and white in color. It smells weird. That could only be one thing, semen. The same thing that is inside her now. She slipped her fingers into the hole. It was really wet, and sticky. His semen is inside her. Sandy grinned at the thought.

“Who could he be?”


About robsam1991

Even though my stories depicts rapes and violence on women(mostly), i never once condone the action. Not even the slightest. In fact, i despise men who rape women. I never agreed on that women who wear provocative clothing were to be blame on for the rape; though they should take precautions when necessary to avoid risk. As a man, i think it's our responsibility to control ourselves and never let our urge out on innocent people. If you feel like raping someone, then treat a girl nicely so that she would opt for a role play where you can play out a 'rape' on her satisfyingly. Please use safe word.
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