Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Just One Drink; 9

James walked up to the front door and started to unlock it, and Violet bolted over to him, looking to the man as her protector in some strange way. He wouldn't really let these men... This creep and her rapist rape her again, would she? Didn't she belong to him? But she never got that far. Halfway there someone grabbed her by her short blond hair and pulled hard, practically dragging her over to the counter before pinning her to it. She heard the bell on the door jingle as James left even as she felt the zip tie tighten around her wrists. Then she felt her skirt being forced up around her waist and her panties being tugged down her slender legs.

"No, Please," she whined, struggling fruitlessly as she was held down "please don't do this. Not again." She was desperate before, but when Thomas walked into view, she went berserk, bucking and squirming and doing everything she could to get free.

"Well if it isn't... Violet, right?" he asked, pretending not to know her. "Didn't we meet somewhere recently? Maybe in your dorm room where I popped your cherry? I meet so many sluts like you, it's hard to keep them all straight." "You keep the fuck away from me you creep, You're the reason all this happened!" She yelled this time, not caring who heard.

"That's right," Thomas said, a note of pride in his voice. "You're welcome for that by the way. I'll bet you never thought I'd be fucking you pretty little face again."

tiny cock anywhere near my mouth I'll bite it

you'll get the opportunity. In fact..." Violet felt something hard and greasy start to press against her asshole and she suddenly remembered that her rapist wasn't the only monster in the room. That creepy pornographer was getting ready

she was distracted Thomas forced a ring gag in her mouth and secured the strap around the back of her head, tightly. "Mmmmmm! Mpphph Mmmm Mmph!" She moaned and gurgled

while her face was raped by this prick. She couldn't remember the first time he raped her, but now that he was doing it again, and she was powerless to stop him. Something inside her died inside of her, poisoned to death by the shame, revulsion, and frustration that was pouring through her. In fact, she was so disgusted by the whole thing that she barely registered the cock pumping in and out of her ass until it stopped. "Stupid slut does not seem to be enjoying it. I know how to help with that." For a moment she wondered what he meant by that.. What could possibly make her enjoy something as awful as this, and then

face in earnest, grazing the back of her throat

her. It was like she'd been playing with her pussy with thick rubber gloves her whole life, robbing

started to fuck her ass again. "You fuck bitch and she not enjoy it, she not come back. She cum like whore, she come back