Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Defiled Young Housewife: EP13

"Who you all dolled-up for today, baby?" Reggie asked with a sickening smile that revealed his gladness over catching her. The blue dress Christy wore hugged her delicious curves and reached a few inches above her knees, showing off her slender legs. Light makeup further accented her already gorgeous blue eyes and pouty lips. Her soft blond hair flowed past her shoulders like rays of sunshine. She was enticing and Reggie couldn't resist her.

This was the perverted monster that had molested and raped her multiple times. Christy looked up at him with disgust and answered coldly. "I have a job interview. I told you before to stop calling me baby. I'm not your baby. I would appreciate it if you put on some clothes."

With the swiftness of a viper's bite, his hand grabbed her by the nape.

"Ow, get your filthy hand off me!"

His dark eyes angrily peered into hers. "Who's gonna stop me? Dave's not here to help you, is he?"

"No, he went to work. Let me go!"

"Well then it's time for you to make nice with your boyfriend. We get to play while he's gone. I thought you and me had an understanding about this, but you not cooperating like you suppose to. You forget about our little arrangement, baby? You staying home with me when Dave goes to work. Remember the list of your family and friends? My homeboys are ready to visit each of them, including that pathetic husband of yours. The warehouse Dave works at is right in the middle of the hood - a convenient spot for my niggers to do a stabbing or shooting."

No, she couldn't let Reggie do those perverted things to her again, but she couldn't let him hurt her family either. The reality of her situation became horrifyingly evident. The two previous times he had raped her weren't going to be isolated instances. He wanted her to be his captive in her own home so he could fuck her every day.

Tightly gripping the back of her neck, he began guiding her over to the kitchen table, her legs stubbornly moving in the direction he wanted, her hands instinctively reaching up and wrapping themselves around his wrist.

"No, Reggie. You're not doing that to me again. I have a job interview I need to go to. Stop it."

over the kitchen table, the right cheek of her face pressed against its cool wooden surface, her open palms pushing against it but unable to lift herself off it as he held her down. She felt his other hand reaching up her dress and begin rubbing her pussy through

I want to you,

me. I

the thin strip of fabric comprising her thong and slipped into her warm slit. She hated him and what he was doing to her, but her pussy began moistening for

Get nice and wet for me, Christy, and show me how much you really want me," he commented, slowly sawing his thick digit in and out of her tight, wet opening

not want him, and she never would want him- but he was making

her silky secretions, began attending to

her there. "No, don't do this to me. Stop touching me

know how much you like having your special spot rubbed.

touching it anyway. Oh, yeah,

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her claims, her clit revealed the pleasure it felt by firming beneath his finger, and he continued manipulating

You either cooperating or someone's gonna get hurt real bad, maybe even die. Remember who I am? If you piss me off something unfortunate will happen to someone you

god, no.

with it,

ah, stop

waistband of her thong and began slowly sliding it down her legs while masturbating

to a promising job interview moments ago had turned into a sniveling schoolgirl. "You can't

you already done nasty things with me. Remember what we did yesterday? This be

do anything to you. I'm not