Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Defiled Young Housewife: EP25

She began struggling with him.

Unfortunately for Christy, no one was there to see them or offer her help. It was the middle of a weekday, and beside the drone of a distant lawnmower, the neighborhood was sunny and still, the nearby houses empty shells, everyone either at work or out shopping.

Christy's small hands were no match for Reggie. He quickly unfastened her pants and slid his fingers inside her panties.

"No, stop it! Not now," Christy begged.

He located her clit and pinched it. "You keep forgetting that you don't have a choice. I thought you was getting smart about it, but I guess you need to be roughed up again to remind you, huh?"

Christy discovered her clitoris delivered pain as effectively as it delivered pleasure. An agonizing jolt travelled through her nerves like a paralyzing electrical shock that quickly vanquished every ounce of her bravery. "Ow! You're hurting me. I'm sorry. Yes, yes, I'm your girlfriend. I'll be good."

With his free hand, Reggie calmly pushed the button on the remote and opened the garage door. "That's a better attitude. You don't want me contacting my homeboys to have them hurt your family. Now, pull the car in, baby." She pulled in, and the garage door closed behind them.

"Give me your keys, Christy."

Only one thought was in her brain: stop the terrible pain. She complied, and Reggie's excruciating grasp on her clit became a soothing stroke. Her hands gripped the steering wheel. She looked down in disgust, watching Reggie's fingers work inside her blue silk undies. She was getting moist for him.

- her means of escape. She tried to think of a way to get them back, but it was becoming difficult to concentrate, a different distraction gaining

was becoming just as disturbing as what she saw with her eyes open.

there and embarrassed by her body's reaction, which contradicted her

nicer it is when you obey

and refused to give him the satisfaction of a response, her small, white fingers clasping his wrist in a futile attempt to pull his hand out of her

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from conflict and suggested to Reggie that he

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to taste her and know her so intimately. At least for the moment he had stopped fondling her. The

want to cum, and like a haunting melody she remembered the phrases he had made her say to him repeatedly while they fucked: I'm your girlfriend and I love you. Your big cock is so deep

regained composure and the tension in Christy's

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gave it. She tried to think of a way out of her wretched situation. Maybe she could run to her room and call the police. But how could she avoid explaining all the embarrassing details of the past weeks? Would anyone believe Reggie had raped her so many times, yet she didn't report his crime, tell her husband or seek any kind of help until now? Would Dave want her after learning the sordid details of what she did with Reggie? Reggie might reveal how often they had sex, all the disgusting things he made her do with him, and how he had made her cum. He

family from Reggie's 'homeboys'? His thugs already had their instructions if anything happened to him. The law hadn't protected his other

He promised to be nice to her and love her if she did. But if she crossed him, if

to Christy: the longer this relationship continued, the harder it became for her to stop it. Rather than tire of her and move on to greener pastures, as she had initially anticipated, and