of my wrists being tied and this heavy-set man holding my legs open was rendering me motionless.
“What do you want from me?” I asked. “You want money? I have money. I can give you money.”
The man laughed quietly.
“No, I don’t want your fucking money,” he said.
Then he kissed the inside of my knee again, and inch by inch, began making his way down the inside of my thigh. A tingle shot through my body, as he neared my sex.
This can’t be happening.
I felt his beard graze my skin as he moved downward, inching closer to my womanhood.
Oh, God...is this a joke? What in the fuck is going on?
“Goddammit,” I said. “Okay...I work for Tommy. Is that what you want to hear?”
The man stopped and I could see his silhouette as he looked up at me. Then he reached down in his pocket and pulled out another bandana.
“I already knew that,” he said. “And I don’t really want to hear anything else.”
Then he reached up and wrapped the bandana around my mouth, causing me to shut up immediately. He tied it tightly around the back of my head and then resumed his position below me, kissing his way up my thighs.
Fuck...Tommy...why did you do this to me? Why did you send me here?
The man got close to my pussy, his tongue dragging along my skin toward my crotch. I took a breath as I anticipated the sensation he was about to instill on me. But when he got to my pussy, he stopped suddenly. Before I could react, I felt as the man grabbed the waist of my panties. Then he crawled to his knees so that he was hovering over me, gripping the waist strap firmly with his hand.
“You’re going to love this,” he growled.
Then he jerked his hand back quickly, pulling my panties away from my body. They ripped immediately, tearing off of with ease. I squealed, startled from the sudden movement.
“Oh, fuck,” I said, as my pussy and ass were instantly exposed to someone whose name I didn’t even know.
The man held the torn panties up in the air and brought them to his face, smelling them. Then he stuck out his tongue, letting it drag along the cloth.
“You know, I’d say you were more excited about this then you let on,” he said, as he tossed the panties across the room, letting them hit the wall and fall to the floor.
I didn’t respond, I just sat there and watched as he unbuttoned his leather vest, revealing his chest. I couldn’t see much in the dark, but it was clear that he was big and muscular, his powerful torso twisting and contorting with his movements.
With his vest fully open, he stood up and quickly unbuckled his belt, letting his leather pants fall to the floor around his ankles. Then he pulled his underwear down, his large cock exposed, but barely visible, in the dim light.
“You ready, darling?” he asked, with a slight Southern accent.
He immediately crawled back on the bed and opened my legs again. This time, though, I didn’t struggle against him and I wasn’t sure why. Maybe it was a combination of the adrenaline, or his power, or just the fact that I was mad at Tommy for even putting me in this situation, but for some reason, I was actually beginning to feel turned on.
The man shuffled close to me, stroking his cock as he brought it near my opening. Then he bucked his hips forward, causing his large tip to slowly part my tight lips. I let out a moan, my cries muffled by the bandana.
Fuck it. Just go ahead and fuck me. What do I care? Fuck me like a worthless little rag doll. Make me your bitch. You might as well.
I closed my eyes and I had all but decided to just let this stranger have his way with me, when suddenly I heard the sound of motorcycles coming from outside in the parking lot. It was a low, quiet rumble at first but progressively got louder with each passing second.
I slowly opened my eyes and watched as the man looked toward the door. Then he quickly stood up and picked his pants up off of the ground, pulling them back over his fully erect cock.
“Were you expecting
“What do you want from me?” I asked. “You want money? I have money. I can give you money.”
The man laughed quietly.
“No, I don’t want your fucking money,” he said.
Then he kissed the inside of my knee again, and inch by inch, began making his way down the inside of my thigh. A tingle shot through my body, as he neared my sex.
This can’t be happening.
I felt his beard graze my skin as he moved downward, inching closer to my womanhood.
Oh, God...is this a joke? What in the fuck is going on?
“Goddammit,” I said. “Okay...I work for Tommy. Is that what you want to hear?”
The man stopped and I could see his silhouette as he looked up at me. Then he reached down in his pocket and pulled out another bandana.
“I already knew that,” he said. “And I don’t really want to hear anything else.”
Then he reached up and wrapped the bandana around my mouth, causing me to shut up immediately. He tied it tightly around the back of my head and then resumed his position below me, kissing his way up my thighs.
Fuck...Tommy...why did you do this to me? Why did you send me here?
The man got close to my pussy, his tongue dragging along my skin toward my crotch. I took a breath as I anticipated the sensation he was about to instill on me. But when he got to my pussy, he stopped suddenly. Before I could react, I felt as the man grabbed the waist of my panties. Then he crawled to his knees so that he was hovering over me, gripping the waist strap firmly with his hand.
“You’re going to love this,” he growled.
Then he jerked his hand back quickly, pulling my panties away from my body. They ripped immediately, tearing off of with ease. I squealed, startled from the sudden movement.
“Oh, fuck,” I said, as my pussy and ass were instantly exposed to someone whose name I didn’t even know.
The man held the torn panties up in the air and brought them to his face, smelling them. Then he stuck out his tongue, letting it drag along the cloth.
“You know, I’d say you were more excited about this then you let on,” he said, as he tossed the panties across the room, letting them hit the wall and fall to the floor.
I didn’t respond, I just sat there and watched as he unbuttoned his leather vest, revealing his chest. I couldn’t see much in the dark, but it was clear that he was big and muscular, his powerful torso twisting and contorting with his movements.
With his vest fully open, he stood up and quickly unbuckled his belt, letting his leather pants fall to the floor around his ankles. Then he pulled his underwear down, his large cock exposed, but barely visible, in the dim light.
“You ready, darling?” he asked, with a slight Southern accent.
He immediately crawled back on the bed and opened my legs again. This time, though, I didn’t struggle against him and I wasn’t sure why. Maybe it was a combination of the adrenaline, or his power, or just the fact that I was mad at Tommy for even putting me in this situation, but for some reason, I was actually beginning to feel turned on.
The man shuffled close to me, stroking his cock as he brought it near my opening. Then he bucked his hips forward, causing his large tip to slowly part my tight lips. I let out a moan, my cries muffled by the bandana.
Fuck it. Just go ahead and fuck me. What do I care? Fuck me like a worthless little rag doll. Make me your bitch. You might as well.
I closed my eyes and I had all but decided to just let this stranger have his way with me, when suddenly I heard the sound of motorcycles coming from outside in the parking lot. It was a low, quiet rumble at first but progressively got louder with each passing second.
I slowly opened my eyes and watched as the man looked toward the door. Then he quickly stood up and picked his pants up off of the ground, pulling them back over his fully erect cock.
“Were you expecting
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