***Content Warning***
This story depicts an ftm person in situations of dubious consent. If nonconsent/reluctance triggers or upsets you, you will probably not enjoy this work. Words like "pussy" and "cunt" are used to describe the genitals of a masculine trans person. If you find this upsetting, this may not be your cup of tea. All characters are over the age of 18.
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The first thing I noticed when I regained consciousness was my throat. It was sore; it felt bruised, but on the inside. The second thing I felt was a slurry of date's cum and my juices drying all over my tender crotch.
A jolt of panic hit me in my core. I was still gagged and restrained in a hotel bed. I was disoriented and instinctively struggled against my bonds and screamed into my gag.
"Great! You've come to. They'll be here any minute so I'm going to go ahead and break in that ass before one of them gets to it first." MonsterWC69, the anonymous date I had met on a dating app, crossed the room toward me and began fiddling with my restraints while I tried to decipher what was just said to me.
Who the fuck are "they"? I just want to go home and shower. I can't believe he came inside me. This can't be happening. My thoughts were racing, fighting through some fog.
I didn't regain my wits enough to resist until I was secured face down, warm cum dripping from my cunt down the insides of my legs.
"I took the liberty of sending some pictures of you to a few guys on the app. You would not believe how many people went nuts over your new profile picture of your pussy being bred. Anyway, a few of them are on the way to meet you, so I better stake my claim on that ass before they show up."
I was still gagged and could not stand up, so I just laid there silently and prayed he was joking.