1. a*****ed


    Date: 10/22/2017, Categories: BDSM, Hardcore, Taboo, Author: catherine-belmont, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    legs part, knowing how obscenely I was exposing myself to this masked intruder. “Good girl.” His fingers returned to my pussy, this time they moved up and down my slit, the spread of my legs giving him complete access to my sex. I shivered in fear, afraid I would wet the bed as his fingers ran over my body intimately. I could feel some of my juices begin to flow, humiliated that this stranger could coax a sexual reaction from my bound body. My eyes opened wide in fear. He brought out another cloth and a bottle. He opened the bottle and the pungent smell of chemical filled my nose. He poured some on the cloth and pressed it over my nose and mouth. I held my breath as long as I could but I began to feel my consciousness leaving, struggling until everything turned into blackness. My head was pounding, my breathing ragged. I lay there, curled up on my side. I tested my bondage, my arms and legs still secured by the metal handcuffs. My eyes began to flutter open, the bright lights in contrast to the darkness that was my room. I looked around, frightened to see that I was no longer in my apartment, but in what looked like a cell. There was a large metal door, a bright light hanging down from the ceiling, a drain in the floor and a mattress in the corner. Beside that, the room was empty. I lay curled in the center of the floor, a chill running through me from the cold floor. I jumped when I heard the footsteps outside the door. There was some clanging of metal and the door slowly ...
    opened. I feared who was going to come through the door. My rescuers were no longer coming to save me. I was alone, not sure where Ashley had been taken. I sat up in terror as he came through the door, my bound arms behind me supporting my body. My a*****or came through the door. I wasn’t really sure if it was the same way that had bound and fondled my body. The only characteristic I could recognize was the black mask covering his face, this time his mouth uncovered. What frightened me even more was that he was naked except for black boots and white sock. He was carrying a braided whip. Even more menacing was that he was gripping the largest cock that I had ever seen. It must have been over twelve inches long and as big around as a soda bottle. I was on the floor, my legs crossed, the cuffs holding them together, my bound arms behind me. He walked over to me, his legs spread wide, his hard cock only inches from my cheek. “Ha, Ha, Ha. Morning Bitch.” He grabbed my head, trying to turn me towards him. I knew what he wanted and I was not going to do it, “UUUUUHH!, NNNNN!, PPPPPLLLLS!,” were the only sounds I could mumble behind the gag. I had always refused oral sex, satisfying the boys I dated by using my hand to make them cum. I felt the whip strands play down onto my naked breasts as his large hand completely encircled my head. My nipples instantly became hard, the rough feel of the leather stimulating them into hardness. “Time to play, little pussy. This dick wants you NOW!” ...