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Date: 11/14/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Bondage and restriction, Rape, Author: Mario Caliente, Rating: 76.9, Source: sexstories.com

difficulty breathing. “Sandra”. I called her name. With two fingers inside her tight cunt I could sense her body stiffen. The fact that I used her name affected her. “Sandra,” I said again, my voice soft. “I would like to fuck you. Is that okay with you?” I could hear the gasp emanate from the petite young woman. After a few moments, when it appeared evident that my question was not going to receive a response, I asked it again. This time the girl shook her head vigorously in the negative. “Sandra…can I call you Sandy? Do you want me to kill you?” The young woman’s petite body jerked and strained with all her might against her four bindings—plus the duct tape that bound her wrists behind her back. I grabbed her by the neck and held her head still. “Do you want me to kill you, Sandra?” My voice was soft, gentle. I might have been asking her if she wanted another piece of Valentine chocolate. Slowly, meekly, with my fingers around her neck—and the fingers of my other hand deep inside her cunt—the young woman’s head shook in negative response to my question. “Well, then, you have to agree to let me fuck you.” My voice was raspier now. “Do you?” Sandra whimpered, but then her hooded head timidly nodded in the affirmative. “Is that a yes?” I asked, my voice sterner yet. She didn’t respond. “Was it?” I demanded, shaking her head. Sniffling and sobbing, her head nodded again, this time with definitely more emphasis. “Good girl,” I said. “Smart, too.” I withdrew my hand from her ... neck and the fingers of my other hand from her tight pussy. Sandra’s legs remained where only they could, raised in the air by the cuffs that held her ankles. The high heel shoes on her feet bobbed beside my head as I sat between them. Her head flopped back and forth on the mattress. I reached for the K-Y Jelly. I told you this van was a rape-mobile—a very well equipped one. This girl’s vagina was so small and so tight from fear that I knew she would require a good amount of lubrication. My penis is so big that many much bigger girls often blanch when seeing it. This girl—her head still shrouded by the hood—would not be seeing it—not yet, anyway—but she sure as hell was going to be feeling it, and very likely would feel like it was tearing her in two! I guided the head of my greased cock to between the lips of her vagina and pressed it into her. The girl cried out sharply into her gag and shook her hooded head violently to and fro. She was bound in such a manner that her head was the only part of her body that she move to a significant degree. She was totally incapable to move in any way that could deny me taking possession of her sexually. Normally, I like to be watching the expression on the faces of the women I rape at the moment I penetrate them, but I was liking this scenario, certain that being blindfolded was more terrorizing for my petite young victim than if she were able to see. The head of my cock parted the unwilling lips of her vagina, but when I attempted to push ...