Taking What's Mine(7)

I’m twisting and turning and trying to break free, but all I’m doing is wearing myself out. I start to scream, thinking that maybe someone is close to this cabin. I didn’t see anyone on the way in, but maybe there’s a hunter close by.

“Help! Someone help me!” I shout.

I feel him secure my ankles at the end of the bed, and then he crawls up my body to do the same to my wrists. The he grabs my jaw and makes me look at him.

“If you don’t stop that screaming, I’m going to stuff something in there to keep you quiet.”

I stop screaming and close my lips tightly, not wanting to give him any ideas.

“Oh, Rose. Maybe that’s what you want. Is it?” he asks, and leans down to lick the side of my face.

A chill runs down my body and I close my eyes. It’s like he’s reading every scary thought in my mind and making them happen.

I feel him climb up my body and straddle my chest. I open my eyes and see him lean down and spit between my tits. Oh god.

“Please. I’m sorry, I’ll stop. I won’t scream anymore, you don’t have to do this.”

“But you want me to. Don’t you?” he says, and squeezes my tits around his fat cock. He pushes them together roughly and starts to fuck them. My body’s still shaking my previous orgasm and feeling his weight on top of me while he thrusts between my breasts is humiliating. He’s taking his pleasure out on top of my body and I can’t do anything, with my arms and legs tied, to stop him.

“Please,” I beg, but I know it’s useless. I strain against the ropes but I’m powerless against him.

“I told you to be quiet. Now open up that cunty mouth of yours and let me show you what it’s good for.”

“I’ll bite it off,” I say with more power than I feel.

He gives me a hard look, and shakes his head no. “No you won’t, my love. You’ll open up and take my cock in your mouth and you’ll be a good girl. Because if you don’t there’ll be consequences.”

I tighten my lips and shake my head back and forth, not giving him a chance.

He lets go of my tits and reaches behind him to my exposed pussy. Suddenly I feel a slap across my clit and I yell out in pleasure/pain. “Fuck!” I scream, and try and breathe through it.

He turns back around and give me a hard look. “Open up your fucking mouth and suck my cock. Suck it like you love me, Rose. Give me the best blow job of your life, or I’ll smack that slutty pussy all fucking night.”

His dark words shouldn’t make my pussy clench but they do. Shame is a powerful thing that hangs in front of me, and I just can’t seem to shake it.

“Do it, Rose,” he says, and leans forward, pressing the head of his cock roughly to my mouth. I close my eyes tightly and open up.

“Oh that’s it, my love. Take me deep; all the way to the back. Now suck the head. Jesus Christ, that’s so good.”

I feel his cock go all the way back, and I do as instructed. I suck and lick and try to get him off this way, knowing that if he cums like this then I won’t orgasm too.

He starts to shake, and I know he’s close. His body is on edge and I suck harder as he thrusts against my mouth. Suddenly I feel him pull out and slide down my body a little, so he’s sitting just below my breasts. He grabs his cock with his right hand and starts to jerk off, while he puts his left behind him and plays with my clit.

“No!” I shout, not wanting to cum like this. I can’t move my arms or legs, so I’m just wide open to what he wants.

“Oh, yes, Rose. I want you to cum while you watch me jerk off to you,” he says, and pinches my clit.

I try to bow off the bed, and I let out a helpless cry.

“Just let go, my love. Your body is so primed and ready to go again. Cum for me.”

He pinches my clit again and I do. The way he’s using me, the way he’s manipulating my body against me, has me cumming at his command.

As I reach my peak I open my eyes in time to see his cum splash across my breasts and down his cock. Big thick spurts shoot out and my orgasm goes on and on at the sight. I shouldn’t be turned on by this, but I am. This is so dirty and wrong, but I can’t seem to stop my body’s reaction to him. What is wrong with me?

As he gets off the bed, and looks down at my body, he continues to rub his hard cock. Jesus, does that thing ever go soft?

I turn my head in the other direction because I don’t want to look at him. I don’t want to see what he does because it turns me on. I’m embarrassed by how I’ve reacted to this and I want to crawl in a hole and disappear.

I feel the bed dip and I close my eyes tighter.

“Please, no more. I can’t. Not again.”