Taken
Part 2
He’s huge. Much larger than I am. His hand could cover my entire face with its size, but he decides to only cover my mouth so that I can watch everything he does without screaming.
“Your eyes look so pretty when you look at me like that,” he chuckles, tilting his head to the side to get a better look at me. “So fucking helpless.”
I’m on my knees in front of him, trembling in fear. I don’t know where we are, how long I’ve been here, or what he’s done with me so far. All I know is that I’m still fully clothed and my hands and feet are tied tightly together, irritating my skin from how unbelievably tight the rope is.
He’d kidnapped me during a casual night out. I’d had a little too much to drink and stupidly decided to walk back to my apartment all alone. It was dark and, in my drunken state, I’d assumed no one was out at the same time as me. I was very wrong. As I began to turn a street corner, stumbling over my own feet, I ran straight into the broad, hard chest of a very tall stranger. From then, everything went black.
Now, I’m in a dark room with him, no longer drunk, but I can’t remember anything between running into him on the street and waking up on the cold pavement floor of whatever room this is.
He begins to unzip his bulging jeans right in front of my face, an evil smirk spread across his unfamiliar face as I begin to cry. There’s no way I’m getting out of this. The circulation in my arms and legs has been nearly cut off by the ropes, so even if I could stand up and run away, I physically wouldn’t be able to.
His cock is freed from the cloth restraint, standing tall and wide right in front of my face. A small whimper escapes my throat as I watch him wrap his large hand around the shaft, stroking slowly whilst tapping his tip against my face. He finally removes his other hand from my mouth, grabbing me roughly by the chin to ensure that my mouth stays open when he begins to guide himself between my lips. I try to yank my head to the side, but his grip on my chin is so strong that I barely even make it an inch to the side. He laughs.
“Silly girl. You’re not getting away.”
The tip of his cock is then back between my lips and he wastes no time in gripping my head and attempting to shove himself down my throat in one thrust. Of course, due to his large size and my inability to relax and accept it down my throat, he only gets halfway down. So, he tries again, thrusting harder. This time, he’s much more successful and within a few more harsh thrusts, my nose is flush to his pubic bone. I try in vain to pull at the restraints, gagging and choking on him in the process which only makes him chuckle in amusement.
The stranger finds a hard, steady rhythm of thrusting and my throat creates a loud gurgling sound with every thrust. He’s grunting and groaning in pleasure, not a single care in the world that I’m slowly starting to lose consciousness from lack of air. It isn’t even three minutes into his abuse before I start to slip out of consciousness, the world around me going black once again.
A few moments later, I regain consciousness when he briefly takes a moment to remove himself from my mouth and step away. I collapse onto my side with a weak whimper and he laughs from across the room. Soon, he’s returning with a large needle connected to a syringe with an unknown liquid inside of it. Without a word, he crouches down beside me, grabs me by the leg, and plunges the needle into my thigh without a single moment of hesitation.
“This’ll keep you nice and compliant,” he smiles. He tosses the empty syringe to the side and then he’s back in front of me, lifting me up into the same position I was in before.
Once again, he’s shoving his large cock into my mouth without a single regard for my comfort, immediately setting a brutal pace that has me gagging and gurgling uncomfortably. A few moments pass with my weak struggles and I begin to feel my arms and legs lose all feeling. I am still fully conscious, but the muscles throughout my entire body cease to work.
“Mmm, it’s starting to hit now, isn’t it?” He asks, continuing to fuck my face steadily. He watches me completely stop struggling after the drugs find their full effect and then takes his cock out of my mouth. “Now, it’s time for some real fun.”
He unties my restraints and wastes no time in ripping my clothes to shreds as I lie there unable to move. Then, he easily scoops up my body with one arm and tosses me onto a mattress in the corner of the room that I’d been too occupied to notice before. His large hands situate me onto my back holding my thighs open and pushing them up towards my chest. He rubs his saliva soaked cock between my bare pussy lips, a disgusted chill trickling down my spine. I begin to cry again, tears falling down my cheeks as he continues to rub himself against me to build suspense. He does this for several long minutes, grunting quietly at the feeling of my skin against his and the sight of my small, helpless body lying there for him to use as he pleases.
When he starts to push his cockhead against my little virgin hole, my cries begin to grow louder. Even just the tip of him is tearing me open painfully. He leans over me and grabs me by the jaw, forcing me to look at him.
“I want you to look at me as I tear you apart. You’re so fucking pretty when you cry.”
He thrusts his hips forward with a harsh jolt, forcing his head past my poor little opening, tearing me mercilessly. He didn’t care that it hurt, in fact, he wanted it to hurt. He wanted to see me sob pathetically from his own inflictions.
As he begins to brutally take my virginity, slamming his hips into me over and over again, my limp body being pushed further up the mattress from such force. He takes my ankles into his hands and pulls them up into the air, holding them together with one hand as he pounds me. Tears continuously flow from my eyes, blurring my vision of his body above me, destroying me forever.
“You’re,” thrust, “mine,” thrust, “forever,” thrust. He smirks as he thrusts at a brutal, unforgiving pace, the tip of his cock painfully slamming directly against my cervix. His hand falls from my ankles, causing my legs to drop limply to the side before he lets his hands fondle and grasp at my breasts. His hands are bigger than them so he can easily grasp one of the full flesh mounds in the palm of his hand. He’s squeezing them so hard that I can feel the bruises forming already, causing a weak sob to fall from my lips.
“Aw, does that hurt?” He asks with feigned concern. “Too bad.” He violently slaps his large hand against my breasts, immediately leaving a bright red handprint, and once again, causing me to cry harder. He laughs harder, slapping them again and again as if I’m his own personal punching bag. It’s clear that I’m nothing but a toy to him.
His thrusts begin to grow sporadic, indicating how close he is to cumming and I whimper again. His groans are growing louder, his deep voice sending fearful chills down my spine. He’s going to cum inside of me and I have no way of stopping him.
He thrusts harder and faster, jolting my body again and again until one last thrust sends him to his climax. I squeeze my eyes shut, tears rolling down my cheeks in silence as I feel the warmth of his release filling me to the brim. He cums for several long minutes, thrusting every few minutes to ensure he’s getting every last drop out.
“I’m gonna fill you up just like that every single day,” he hums once he finally finishes cumming, pulling himself out of my raw, abused hole. “Now, I’m gonna fill your other hole.”
He roughly turns me onto my stomach, spreading my cheeks open to expose my puckered, tight asshole. He spits onto it, taking his thick thumb and spreading it around the skin as lube. He positions himself over me and, again, wastes no time in pushing himself into my virgin ass. I’m still crying helplessly from the pain, trying to prepare myself for his thrusts. But the thrusts never come. Instead, I feel a warm stream of liquid begin to fill me. He’s pissing inside of me.
“My own personal urinal and fleshlight all in one,” he mutters, filling me and filling me with his hot piss until he’s fully satisfied. Then, he’s pulling out of me, quickly replacing his cock with a plug in my ass before he’s gone, leaving me filled to the brim and crying on the dirty mattress.
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