Megs String Of Bad Luck Ch 01

Meg would consider herself a respectable woman. Shes able to hold down a decent job, she lives alone, and she can even take care of her cat Betsy. Meg has always been blessed with beauty; standing 5'4" most men cant help but be drawn to her, and when they see her body its like a extra dose of pheromone gets injected into their system. She has small but firm breasts, a tight athletic core, and her ass is the perfect peach shape. She knew she had the looks, but she could never find a man that actually satisfied her desires; because deep down she knew she wanted someone who wasn't afraid to show their rougher side.

Meg couldn't explain it, but the thought of being dominated just turned her on beyond belief. She fantasized about being pinned down by some strong man, and forced to take his cock in every place it would fit. Every date she had she would hope to feel the twinge of desire, but no man she met gave her that feeling. So she resorted to hardcore porn, her favorite wine, and a vibrator to get her fix. She was able to masturbate all she wanted living by herself, but that also meant she was very lonely most of the time. And it was this continuous pattern of loneliness and isolation that lead to her making critical mistakes.

Meg spent her day like any other; going to work, feeding Betsy, and pleasuring herself in bed until it was time to sleep. She stripped down to her underwear, let Betsy out for the night (Betsy liked wreaking havoc on the neighborhood), and turned on her white noise machine before drifting off to sleep. She was startled awake by a gloved hand smothering her mouth and the feeling of scratchy facial hair next to her ear.

"Stay fuckin still," the gruff voice growled "I just want to rob you. Do as I say and youll be just fine."

All Meg could do was nod in agreement while the man stripped the blankets off of her, revealing her lacey nightwear to the stranger. He turned her over and tied her hands together with something she couldn't see, but she was thankful it was soft. Then he dragged her off the bed, forced her to her feet, and dragged her by her arm through her apartment while he rummaged through her things. Meg was too stunned to speak, hoping that he would find what he wanted and leave her alone, but she soon felt herself getting wet by this encounter. Being tied up, dragged around, and helpless was the thing she had been missing for so long and this man was giving it to her more than she knew she wanted.

Soon the man grew more irritated by her lack of valuables. Meg doesn't make enough to have expensive jewelry, or fancy electronics, she had made a nice little place for herself but nothing too extravagant. As the man grew more irritated his gaze soon turned to her body. He squeezed her arm hard and pushed her against a wall, causing Meg to gasp, while he looked her up and down with angry lust in his eyes.

"Change of plans," the man said in a low growl "Youre going to make up for my wasted time!"

"Wha-What do you.." Meg stammered, unable to form a sentence as her mind was becoming a jumbled mess of nerves.

Before she could finish the man covered her mouth again, pushing her head back into the wall hard.

"Im gonna fuck you," the man whispered, his free hand groping her breast "Im gonna fuck you until I feel like I got what I came here for."

Keeping his hand around Megs mouth the man yanked her off the wall and forced her down on her knees. He then grabbed Megs hair and forced her to look up at him as he shoved her face into his crotch, grinding her face into his hard cock through the denim.

"Now you can be a good girl and take this dick like youre supposed to," the man demanded, his grip tightening as he spoke "Or you can make it difficult and ill make sure you dont walk right ever again!"

Feeling herself get more and more turned on she just nodded her head, her mouth salivating at thought of pleasing this man however he wanted. The man yanked her back up to her feet, drug her back into her bedroom, and shoved her down onto the bed before tearing her lacey panties off. Meg couldn't help but let out a gasp as she watched him rip her panties off, her pussy juices leaking out already. The man pulled her to the edge of the bed, shoved her ripped panties into her mouth, and jammed two fingers in her wet pussy.

Meg moaned into her gag, feeling his rough fingers penetrate her with such force before rubbing her G-spot with malice intent. She squirmed and bucked against his hands, forcing the man to press her into the mattress and finger her with more intensity. She felt her body writhe and twist as her pussy started to quiver, feeling this the man pinched her clit making her squeal as her body shook and her pussy spasmed all over his rough fingers. Feeling this the man pulled his fingers out of her and started to undo his jeans, and Meg used this opportunity to take deep breaths through her nose before feeling his hard cock rub her slit.

The man grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head up, forcing her to watch as he rubbed his cock on her dripping pussy before pushing into her. Meg felt his 7" cock plow into her hungry pussy, watching it plunge in and out as he grunted and forced her legs open to press deeper into her. She moaned and gasped while he fucked her, feeling used and demeaned like she was nothing but a wet pussy for this stranger. The man let her head fall back as he grabbed her throat with both hands and squeezed until it was hard for her to breathe. Meg watched his drool drip from his clinched teeth and felt it land on her face, feeling lightheaded as her pussy started to twitch around his pounding cock again.

"Cum on this fucking dick you slut," the man grunted, his grip around her neck tightening "Cum for me and ill make sure to reward you!"

Meg couldn't help but feel like her body was craving this, she was hungry for his cock. In that moment she just wanted to be a slut for him, her body was nothing but a fuck toy for this stranger. Meg let out a deep groan as her body convulsed under the mans weight, her pussy throbbing and soaking the mattress beneath her.

"Such a good whore you are," the man moaned, letting go of her throat "Now youll be rewarded!"

Meg tried to catch her breath between her moans and gasps but he hadn't stopped fucking her. She was getting overwhelmed by the raw pleasure she was feeling but she could feel her body reacting to it none the less, like it was preparing itself for what was about to come. The man grabbed her ankles and forced them by her ears, stretching her like she never could before. She felt his cock reach deep into the pit of her stomach as he drilled her into the mattress, his hot breath in her ear.

"Im gonna fill you up," the man grunted in her ear, his body getting tense against hers "Then im gonna leave you tied up like this when I leave."

He put his hand over her mouth again but this time he also covered her nose, making Meg writhe against him as he fucked her hard and deep. The man let out deep grunts as he fucked her, and she felt his dick get harder as it twitched inside her pussy.

"Now take all this like a good whore," the man demanded.

Then Meg felt his cum shoot into her like hot rope. Filling her pussy deep into her cervix as he rammed into her as deep as he could. She felt her own body shake uncontrollably as she came with him, like her pussy was accepting as much cum as deeply as it could. The man pulled out of her and slapped his wet cock on her pussy a couple times before releasing her mouth and nose, causing Meg to gasp and choke on her panties as she caught her breath.

"Youre not gonna tell anyone abouth this," the man demanded, putting his clothes back on "Because ill come back if you do, and I wont be so nice the next time!"

Soon the man left her apartment, leaving Meg lying in a mixture of her own juices and his cum. Her hands were still tied behind her back as she lay there, feeling his cum ooze out of her sore pussy, feeling like a used whore. Her fantasy had come true in the most surreal way, and she couldnt help but revel in the thought of him coming back.