Miss Yus Adventure Ch 03

Disclaimer: Any sexual acts depicted involve only characters ages 18 or older. This is a work of fiction.

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Even without her glasses on, Linda's vision remained halfway decent. She didn't want to see what came next though.

Deion hovered over Linda, his long, dark body a slab of dangerous muscles poised to strike. Like a panther, he prepared to pounce on her. The sexy Asian American woman felt like prey beneath him too. Even as he rubbed her sex and watched it juicing up beneath his pernicious touch, her tiny gasps told him just how devastating his every caress truly was.

"Mmm. You're wet for me, whore. Good. I like my women willing... after a fashion." Smirking, he positioned the tip of his impossibly long shaft and slowly, with agonizing finality, filled Linda's pussy.

The slender mother of two looked away with her hands clenched up into fists at her sides. Deion didn't seem to mind as he settled deep inside her and then stilled, relishing the snug fit of the tightest cunt he had felt in years - well, the ONLY cunt he had felt in years.

"MMMM. Your fuck-hole is a paradise, girl. MMMM. I can't believe how slippery you are." As he said this, the big convict began to draw himself out and plunge back in with a steady rhythm. His big testicles swung back and forth like a pendulum. They smacked gently against Linda's inner thighs as he raped her. Still she kept her head turned away, eyes closed now, even as arousal coiled through her like a traitor.

With awful clarity, Linda couldn't stop thinking about one simple fact over and over and over again:

'This is the first cock I've ever known besides Harry's.' Harry had been her first. Harry had been her one and only. Now all of that was gone. Destroyed. It seemed like her love for the man she'd lost now lay in tatters, tainted and replaced by the repulsive, primal reality of this brute grunting on top of her, knifing his cock between her cunt lips as if her body was no longer her own.

"Aww, come on, don't be so difficult. Give Daddy some sugar, girl. Kiss me."

Linda thought about twisting away further in revulsion. Instead, she knew the smart play. She knew the only play compatible with the need to survive. Resigned, the beautiful Asian American woman willingly turned toward her captor as his face descended. The two began to kiss with the passion of true lovers. Linda felt Deion's hand cupping the side of her neck, his cock swimming inside her, his tongue plundering the taste of her as their saliva mingled.

Aaron popped his head in. From the tone of his voice, he found their display to his liking.

"Yo, D. This bitch has wheels times two. A jeep and a minivan. I found some old clothes upstairs that should work for us. Judging from the other bedrooms, she's got two kids but otherwise lives alone. No man in the picture. At least not anymore."

Deion looked down at her. He extended his arms on either side of Linda as he used the maximum power of his glute and leg muscles to pin her body to the bed with the force of a jackhammer. The big brute was fucking her so that each downward stroke left only his balls visible. He groaned as every inch of his cock felt the squeeze of Linda's soft folds. "That true, slut? You don't have no man in the picture?"

"I-it-it's true," Linda admitted. Without realizing it, she'd slid her hands up to the forearms of her rapist, grasping their firmness as he drove inside her. His cock was hitting her G-spot like a champion. Waves of pleasure swam through her. The slippery insides of her cunt seemed eager to grip that penetrating shaft with each fresh plunge.

"Damn. She's enjoying it, Bro. She LOVES that cock," Aaron teased.

Deion threw a dark look over his shoulder. "Shouldn't you be getting back to work? Finding us some more supplies? You can take your fill of her once I'm done with her. Until then, get the fuck out."

Putting his hands up in surrender, the wiry young man backed out through the bedroom doorway.

Not being watched by the other captor gave Linda a marginal sense of relief - as if the more men who watched her violation, the greater the humiliation became.

"Please... please don't cum inside me. I'm not..." She wasn't dating anyone and she wasn't on any birth control. True, she wasn't a 20-something anymore, but she was still young and fertile enough to get pregnant. And Linda had no wish to bring a new life into this world in such horrific circumstances.

"Too bad what you want doesn't matter, slut. Now let's kiss. AHHH!" She felt that dark, throbbing shaft straining inside her as Deion leaned down and smothered her mouth in his bruising kisses. Soon she felt his frenzied thrusts grow even deeper and more forceful. The mattress shook and her breasts bounced violently in time to the climactic pinnacle as her rape reached fruition.

'No... he's going to... Nooo...' Protest flooded her mind even as her libido surged. Deion gripped Linda's shoulders with white-knuckled intensity as he fucked her like he wanted to kill her with his cock. Only instead of revulsion, her body felt a hunger that frightened Linda, her cunt bathing that dark spear in its fluids as if her entire life had been building up to this one awful moment...

Then it happened - the nadir Linda would never forget. The moment she felt the first cock beside her husband's and the first pair of testicles besides Harry's empty their torrent of seed deep inside her soaking-wet pussy. Deion's cock kept twitching inside her as if it would never stop. She kept kissing him. She focused on the texture of his tongue and the contours of his lips as if emptying her mind and just going through the motions of what her captor wanted would somehow make it all OK.

At long last, the musclebound black convict lay spent atop her. He was panting and so was she. His cock softened inside a snatch that still ached from all that exquisite friction. Her pert nipples felt hyper-sensitive pinned beneath those strong pectoral muscles as he gathered her up against him. In a surprising act of quasi-tenderness, Deion kissed her hair and nuzzled her face.

"Mmmm. You're one good lay, bitch. You got a name?"

Thankful that maybe, just maybe, he might start to view her as a human being, Linda replied.

"Linda. Linda Yu. Please don't hurt me. Please, I've cooperated."

Deion smirked as he pulled out of her. His vein-covered shaft glistened with the mixture of her fluids and his leftover cum as it swung semi-flaccidly back and forth.

"You've cooperated SO FAR," he corrected her. "Keep that in mind when Aaron takes his turn with you."

The threat made Linda shiver, but then a sudden sound pierced the stillness. Linda gasped as she realized what it was.

Her cell phone - it was ringing. And she knew that ringtone. It was her daughter Tara's.

TO BE CONTINUED...