The buzz from the tiny purse she wore across her chest startled Mary; fumbling to open her purse in the darkness she successfully found her phone. Muscle memory found the answer button and she quickly brought it up to her ear, "Hello?" Mary's voice trembled nervously. All her hopes of asking someone to come get her crashed when her assailant's voice responded.
"Are you looking forward to being a fuck toy tonight Mary?" The voice laughed and she knew the question was rhetorical. "Tonight you do what you're told and we start bringing this nightmare to an end. Okay?"
Mary's voice cracked as she responded, "Okay."
"Put the phone on speaker and set it under the chair." The voice was demanding.
Once the phone was on the floor he told her to stand and walk forward ten steps before kneeling.
As Mary counted the steps, she moved cautiously forward.
"Can you still hear me?" the voice was loud and clear.
"Yes."
"Kneel down on the mattress in front of you."
Mary felt her way to the mattress and kneeled on it, "I'm here."
"Good Girl. Now take your purse off and throw it to your left side."
Once Mary complied, she began to hear rustling in the room. Something brushed the sides of her head which she quickly realized where hands as they took her head delicately in them. Something soft rubbed her chin; Mary wasn't naΓ―ve and new exactly what it was and what was expected.
Reaching up, she grabbed the semi hard cock in her hands and guided it to her mouth. Opening her mouth she stretched her tongue out to meet her assailant's cock. When the voice on her phone spoke she froze, "You like that cock don't you?"
"What the fuck?" Mary's blood boiled, "Who the fuck is in front of me."
"I told you that you were going to be a fuck toy tonight; I didn't say you were going to be my fuck toy." The voice laughed. The man in front of her pushed his pelvis towards her causing his cock to flop against the side of her cheek with a slapping sound.
"This was not the agreement!" Mary was angry.
The voice was firm, "That guy is going to fuck the shit out of you tonight whether you agree or not; feel free to let him know how you want it."
Mary recognized quickly that she was not in control, "Don't hurt me."
The man remained silent and the soft warmth of his cock touched her lips. Mary opened them and he began to push himself into her waiting mouth.
His hands gripped her hair tightly as a low moan escaped from his chest. His cock stiffened quickly as he began to plunge himself towards the back of her mouth. The familiar taste of pre-cum began to present itself to her taste buds. Holding his cock tightly, she tried to control his depth but he would have no part of it.
His big hands reached down enveloping hers and pulling them from his cock. His hips plunged at her face as he held them. Mary reacted by pulling her face back with each thrust which resulted in a grunt of displeasure. Her captor threw her hands down and grabbed her head again working his way up to a violent thrust. When Mary reached up to put a hand on his stomach he quickly smacked it back down.
Each gag made his cock pulse with excitement. His swollen cock poked at the back of her throat. The man grabbed a handful of her hair tightly and dropped his other hand to her breast. He had big hands; her breast disappeared as he groped it through the flimsy material of her dress. His big hand squeezed her breast harder as his cock began to drool more of his salty lubricant in her mouth. Mary gasped for breath each time he pulled his cock away from the back of her mouth.
Mary moaned in pain as the man violently clenched her left breast and pressed his cock to the back of her throat holding it there; her body convulsed wildly from the pain and the lack of oxygen. The man moaned loudly and unleashed a big load of cum against the back of her throat. Mary gagged and semen ran from her nostrils. His grip was relentless and Mary pressed her hands against his thighs praying for relief but it was useless. The second and third pulse pushed down her throat before his cock slowly began to pull out.
Sitting on her heels Mary gasped and choked trying to recompose herself. Unfortunately her assailant had other plans. Grabbing a handful of her hair he pulled her to her feet and guided her across the room. Pulling her hair down, she kneeled once again; tears flowed from the corner of her eyes.