Good Girl Gone Wrong Ch 07

"Well look at that," He taunted, "God gave you an amazing mouth but a truly pathetic rack. How's it feel knowing you have to go through your whole life with those mosquito bites? Hmmm? I'm talking to you slut." As he spoke, he reached down and placing the flat of the knife against the cheek farthest from him, and with a little pressure mixed with the fear that he might cut her, he turned her back to face him. "Is that why you have to suck dick through a hole in the wall? Because the boys in your life only want to bang a girl that actually needs to wear a bra?"

"I-I--" Beth started, but her voice cracked and the tears finally started to fall, so instead she just nodded, shaking her head up and down as vigorously as she dared in the presence of the knife. She'd agree to almost anything if he'd just put it

away.

"That's what I thought, I certainly wouldn't fuck a flat slut like you without a couple drinks" he said, letting the knife fall away to his side. He waited for five seconds and then added, "well cunt, what are you waiting for? This dick ain't going to suck itself."

With numb fingers Beth reached up robotically to free his dick. This was a nightmare, and all she wanted to do was wake up. She couldn't though. All she could do was do what he wanted and hope he didn't hurt her, so with her eyes closed she started to suck his dick on auto pilot just as she had practiced on more than a dozen partners now. She tasted the salty unwashed flesh of his sweaty dick, and she attacked the sensitive underside of his head, but her mind was a million miles away. She tried not to think about how she'd masturbated for weeks to similar scenarios - to being forced to service someone as she came on her fingers. Now she was doing just what she'd fantasized about, and there was nothing erotic about it. It just made her shiver in fear as she hoped it would all be over soon.

before she could ask him what he wanted now, he slammed her against the cold cinder block wall. She didn't ask what he was doing as he grabbed her leggings and pulled them down to her knees. "You said you wouldn't..." she sobbed, "You

if I did, it was just to twist the knife, slut." As he talked she heard the knife clatter as he dropped it well out of reach on the floor by the sink, and then he pressed against her from behind. His right hand guided his cock so that the head of his drooling cock was pressed against her virgin hole, while his left gripped her by the throat while he leaned in to growl into her ear. "For the rest of your life you're going

squirmed beneath his touch. "No," she whimpered, feeling the head of his thick cock dragging up and down her pussy as it split her virgin lips. "Please don't... I-I won't tell, I won't... Nngghhhh..." She tried to plead, but it was too late. As she begged for him to take pity on her, she took that moment to push the head of his cock inside her hole. She'd lost her hymen years ago in gymnastics, but even so she'd never had a toy half the size of this cock, and Billy hadn't gotten more than his fingertip inside her before she stopped him. "Ahhhhh, fuck..." she gasped as it felt like she was being split open by her rapist. Rapist. That was the right word. Beth was being raped, she thought in a detached way as she felt

monster.

rapist asked as he bottomed out in her tight eighteen year old cunt. "Not yet, but you will be." He punctuated his threat by moving his right hand to her hip and pulling her towards him hard enough to sink an extra half inch of dick inside her so he could grind against her cervix

he said as he started to fuck her

sucked dick

you ever met

generous offer to spend

was using her. Worse than that though, her body was starting to respond to the sensation. Not her mind. Beth was sure she hated

she was finally starting to enjoy what he was doing to her. "There's the

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