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I thought I'd like it. . .
Nervously, I waited. I paced between the living room, to check my e-mails (still nothing), the mirror, to check my outfit and make-up (still good), and the door (still no one there). I had invited him half an hour ago, and been waiting fully made-up in my blonde wig, basque, short skirt, stockings and knee length boots for at least 20 minutes. I had almost given up hope when I finally saw the car pull into the drive. Almost physically shaking, I checked my wig, outfit and make-up one last time and waited by the door.
The knock had barely started before I opened the door, hiding myself behind it in case the neighbours were about. I was about to invite him in, but before I could, he had already let himself in. Without expression, he looked me up and down and closed the door. I gave him a nervous smile, which wasn't returned. Already, I wondered if this was a mistake. Stuttering, I told him to head through to the living room. He strode through and I followed, pulling my stockings up again. By the time I got there, he was slouched on the couch, legs apart. He order me to put the porn on and get him a beer; both of which I did quickly. As soon as the film started, he pointed between his legs and told me to hurry up.
Kneeling at his feet, I started rubbing my face against his crotch. He grabbed my head and pulled it painfully in to him. After a few thrusts, he let me go and undid his flies. Standing up, he dropped his trousers and pants and sliped them off completely. His cock was semi-hard and very long. He sat back down and grabbed my head again. I licked and sucked his balls until his dick was rigid, but he slapped my face hard and demanded I open my mouth properly, like a good little whore. I did. . .
I gagged and spluttered as he forced his whole length into my face. This was not as exciting as I thought it would be when I'd arranged it online. It was sore and difficult. I was about to say something when he grabbed my arms and held them behind my back. With his cock still right down my throat, he tied my wrists with something, painfully tight. As he pulled out, I told him I didn't think it was a good idea any more.
I'd changed my mind I said. I'd loved the idea of being a whore when it was just cyber, but this was very different and I was really sorry but it was time to stop. I didn't mean to tease him, but I had been wrong about enjoying a rough fucking and I should just stick to - his cock thrust back down my throat. I tried to pull away but his hold was too strong. He bounced his dick on my face a few times, making me almost throw up.
No can do, he said. I began to panic. I had changed my mind. The pretend rape had been fun online, but this was different, now it was happening. He was far too strong for me, and still holding my head, he pulled me up and threw me over the end of the couch. Pushing down on my head with one hand, he hitched up my skirt with the other. I begged and screamed, but he yanked down my panties and shoved them in my mouth. Opening my legs, he began fingering my asshole with a little lube.
Realising his was pressing his cock against my asshole I tried to scream "condom", but it was no good. He thrust inside me, bareback. He moaned as he forced his way deeper and deeper inside my virgin anus. I tried to scream as he just kept piercing further and further, but that was nothing compared to the agony as he started fucking. Pulling my suspenders tight, he pulled out to virtually his cockhead and rammed the whole way back in again. He did this time and time again. I struggled, but could only thrash about helplessly as he raped my tender ass. I had fantasised about being fucked anally for years, but this reality was very far from it. He called me his little whore and slut as he relentlessly pounded my hole. I bit down on the panties hard, trying to ride the pain.
There was a wet squelch as he pulled out my raw ass. He rolled me over on the couch and pulled my head to other end, so my neck rested on the end. Putting his knees either side of my chest, he bent over so his cock was at my mouth again. With one hand on my neck, he took the panties out of my mouth and demanded I clean him. At first I refused, but he smacked me hard and began squeezing my neck. I opened wide, and the dirty, bloody dick slid between my lips. I could taste the mix of his pre-cum and my blood and dirt. Using his weight over the edge of the couch, he rammed his cock even deeper than before, until his balls were on my chin. I spluttered and gagged as he raped my mouth; all the time telling what a cheap fucking whore I was.
Right, you little bitch, he growled. Shall I cum in your mouth or ass? I tried to shake my head, but it was impossible. Laughing, he lifted a coin from the bowl I kept for emergencies and tossed it in to the air. It fell to the wooden floor and spun for a moment or two before falling down on. . .
. . .heads. O.k., he said, I like that. He started fucking my face even harder, demanding I suck his dick as it rammed into my mouth. I tried, but it was very hard as I had to suppress a gag with every thrust. Come on you useless whore! he shouted as he fucked faster and faster. Holding my head with both hands he kept pounding and pounding and I was helpless to stop him using my mouth and throat. I tried to wriggle and squirm but nothing I could do would stop him.
He started moaning and panting. . . and I took a few deep breaths of air as he pulled out, just before the first shot of hot sticky cum flew over my face. Two more covered my ears, nose, cheeks and mouth in semen before he pull his dick back on my tongue for the final few squirts. He ordered me to show it to him on my tongue before swallowing. Then he pushed the panties back into my mouth. . .
... tails. Pulling his cock out my mouth, he swung me back down over the couch. I screamed again for him to use a condom, but there was no chance. Shoving my panties back in my mouth, he thrust up my ass again. What a lovely tight ass you have, slut, he said as he pushed deep again, using my suspenders to pull even further. I started thrashing about again, but it was pointless. It was even more painful this time because he was taking my ass fast and deep. I bit down hard again and screamed as he kept raping my asshole. Faster and faster. . . deeper and deeper until. . . he groaned, and I spasmed in horror, as his cum fired deep into my bowels. Oh fuck! He'd cum in my ass without a condom! I could feel the slimy warm liquid oozing out my backside after he pulled out.
He got dressed, all the time just watching me struggle with my arms still tied. He laughed as I fell over trying to get up. Once he was dressed, he picked me up under my arms and carried me over to the door. He lifted me over the banister, and slipped it between my arms and back so I was completely stuck. I protested as much as I could, but there was no way I could get free. He was going to leaving me there for my partner to find me! Still in my wig, make-up that was left on, basque, skirt, stockings and boots, arms tied, helpless. . . and the cum! The cum was still on me! He just laughed again, and closed the door behind him.