You found yourself on a chair, with your ankles tied to the arm of the chair, and your hand tied behind the back rest of the chair, blindfolded and gag. You were completely helpless, not knowing what’s going on, nor who did this to you. The cold breeze blew through the skin of your body indicate that you were naked. You felt exposed.

“You’ve awake.” said an unknown voice. It sounded coarse.

You snapped your head to the direction of the voice, wondering if it was help. You muffled through the gag, trying to voice your distress.

“Don’t worry. I will take good care of you.”

The words startled you as it cleared your ignorance, that this guy was the one that tied you up. You can’t see him, and you don’t know how he looked like.

You began to feel the tip of his finger chiseling along your sex, going deeper every stroke he made. You tried your very  best to close your legs, but only your knees were able to close. With your ankles tied apart, your sex was still exposed to him. His finger worked wondrously when you felt a sense of warmth filled your body. You were aroused by him.

After chiseling into your sex, his finger wriggled inside you, pressing on your G-spot. You arced your back, pushing the back rest, your eyes rolled back till only the white of your eyes can be seen, if only you weren’t blindfolded. He massaged your spot perfectly, sending strong pulses of ecstasy every time his finger pressed on the spongy part of your inside.

“You are enjoying this.” he whispered.

You shook your head, denying of your immoral lust. You are a good girl, you don’t like this kind of things. But the finger was just too good, you found yourself slowly succumbed to the entertainment he brought.

Another finger joined the action, sinking into your sex, widening it to the combine width of the two fingers. In and out, in and out, you felt the growing need to pee, to release the unfamiliar accumulation inside your belly.

He must have sensed your incoming orgasm, he pulled his fingers out.

“I won’t let you come now.” he said.

You subconsciously let out a whimper, you were unsatisfied yet. He pinched on my engorged nipples, and pulling them to all direction. You moaned. Your nipples are sensitive. Very sensitive. The  electricity from the torturing of your nipples sent spasm to your body. You shuddered against the chair that held you still.

“You are a naughty girl. Naughty girl needs to be punished.”

After saying that, you felt something larger was trying to push into you. The building pressure on your sex slowly pried open your dampened lips between your legs. You were not able to do anything to stop it. The wetness in your sex made your sex evermore welcoming to him. You groaned as his length continued to sink into the deepest part of your pussy. There’s nothing you could do to stop him from entering you.

You were completely at his mercy. He rammed his length violently into you. Despite of that, you find it tremendously enjoying. His thick length pounded sweetly into your wetness, and your pussy swallowed the length effortlessly, milking him, bring him nearer to his release, to impregnate you with his seeds.

Once again, you have been pushed to the climax. His movement increased as the fucking progress. You couldn’t hold on, but to allow your pussy to submit to his victorious length as he draws the juice out of your drenched and sate pussy. You come gracefully, clutching his length with the inner muscles, milking him harder, and finally, he pushed into you, trying to cover as much distant into your pussy as possible, before spewing his cum deliciously into your sex.

You collapsed onto the chair, exhausted from the rawness of the kinky fuckery. He pulled his length out of you, freeing the trapped cum. He kissed your neck, but you couldn’t care much as you were too tired. You gasped for air that doesn’t seems to fill your lungs. Eventually, you fainted.

You felt a sense of tingling on your neck. You opened your eyes, but only to find yourself still blindfolded. You are now lying down on a soft mattress, perhaps a bed. You tried to move, but you were tied on the bed, spread eagle style. The man was on top of you, pressing you with his big and warm body, with his tongue slowly and passionately licking your neck.

You moaned, indicating your awareness. He paused, and cupped your chin with his hand and pushed his tongue into your mouth. You gritted your teeth, preventing the invasion. However, his sensuality touched your heart, and you opened your mouth to welcome his tongue into you, tasting you. You moved your tongue reflexively, pushing against his to get the maximum area of contact with his tongue. You want him. You need him.

His sex engorged, pushing against the lips between your legs, wanting to enter you. Your unprotected sex gladly opened to welcome his length, to let his tool enter you. You moaned once more to the pleasuring tool of his.

“I’m going to fuck you now.” he said.

All the nerve ends on your skin stood poise, anticipating him inside you, especially your sex. The nerve on your clitoris became ever more sensitive, and your sex began to wet itself, to make it easier for him to fuck you.

His hip started to move, inserting his length into you, deliciously into you. Your muscles tensed against the overwhelming pleasure, making you pulling against your restrain, trying to hold yourself together. But his length is just mind blowing. Each thrust drags your mind slowly to insanity, to the utmost promised ecstasy.

Soon, your sex drawn toward the inevitable orgasm. You clenched your thigh, hoping to suppress the feeling. But with the ropes holding your legs apart, there’s little suppression that you can have. As long as he mercilessly thrust his tool into you, there’s no way you can hold your orgasm.

At last, your sex could no longer suppress the great pleasure flooding your sex, your clitoris. You gave in, and came beautifully, compressing his penis inside you. After a few more strokes, he too came, blasting all his load into you, warming your womb with his seeds. You screamed in ecstasy as your pussy squirted in celebration of the synchronous orgasms you both had.

His body collapsed onto yours, pressing on your bust. After a while, he unbind the blindfold. You squinted as the sudden incoming light blinded you. Slowly, the image became clear. You gasped in surprised. It was your best friend. Your best friend just kidnapped you and tied you up, and fuck the crap out of you. But your surprised turned to lust as you grinned to him.

“Would you like to fuck me again?” you asked seductively.

“Gladly.” he whispered.

Before you know it, his length turned hard and thrust into your still wet pussy, fucking you again.

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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