Forced Submission Bundle 2 (Forced Submission #4-6)(14)
Dropping down in front of her, I grab one of her legs and put it over my shoulder. She tries to fight me off, but Dante stops her.
“Don’t move.” I don’t have to look up to know he’s reminding her of the hold he has around her throat.
Her * is right in front of my face, and I just stare at it, cursing the shitty light in the alley for not letting me see everything. I can smell cinnamon, and it makes my mouth water.
“You gonna eat that cunt or just sniff at it all night? I want in there too, man,” Dante says, pulling me from my * trance. He must still have one hand on her throat, because I don’t hear her screaming out when I see Dante’s hand come down to her cunt. He reaches down, pulling her cunt lips apart for me. He spreads her open and shows me her tiny pink clit.
I’m on it instantly, sucking it into my mouth. She’s too short for me, and in one quick move I have both her legs over my shoulders. Dante helps make sure she stays pinned to the wall for the taking as I go at her clit with my mouth and tongue.
She may have been saying no, but the harder I suck her clit, the more her sweetness fills my mouth. Reaching down, I free my aching cock with one hand and start stroking myself. When I hear the rip of fabric, I look up to see Dante now sucking on her exposed tits. Her fat rack spills out of her dress and bounces with her movements.
“You’re going to come on his face, aren’t you? You thought you could be a f*cking cock-tease and get away with it. You thought you could dress like a little whore and that we’d just let you go after you got what you wanted. It doesn’t work like that. You got us hard, so now we’re going to take your cunt until our cocks are raw. We’re going to rape it until the thought of getting a hard-on hurts because we f*cked you so much.”
I keep eating her * and sucking up all the juices that leak out of her *. She’s so soaked her cream is running down her thick thighs.
I hear a sucking sound, and then Dante starts to talk again. “First thing we’re going to do is make you cum. If your cunt is getting off to it, then you’re just a greedy slut who needs a good f*ck. After we get you off, then we can use you how we want to.”
At his words her * clamps down on my tongue, and she cums all over my face. I suck every drop of her sweetness into my mouth until my dick is aching so much I can’t eat her * anymore. I need to be inside her more than anything.
I pull back, and Dante removes the hand he was using to hold her * lips open for me. He licks his fingers clean.
Gripping her hips, I lift her up, making Dante release the hold he has on her. My cock easily slips through her * folds as I bury myself balls-deep inside her tight cunt. She tries to scream out, but I swallow her cries with my mouth, pumping my cock into her, harder and harder. My jeans are hanging off my ass as I take her * up against the brick wall.
It doesn’t take five hard thrusts before I’m cumming inside her soft wet cunt. I don’t have time to enjoy the orgasm, but I will later. We’ve got to move.
I don’t give her a chance to fight me as I pull out, tuck my cock back into my pants, and throw her over my shoulder. It’s not easy with her kicking and screaming on me, but I’m over twice her size. I turn to look for Dante. He has already pulled up the van to the end of the alley and he’s ready to go. He must have done it while I f*cked her against the wall.
He gets out and goes to the back of the van, opening the double doors. Sabrina kicks and screams out for help into the empty alley, but I just smile. Nobody is close and only we can hear her. The loud bass of the music in the bar drowns out her cries for help.
“You drive. It’s my turn,” Dante says, taking her from my arms. He pushes Sabrina into the back of the van, totally focused on her. “Keys are in the ignition."
I slam the van doors behind them as he crawls in on top of her.
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Sabrina
I didn’t think tonight would go this way. All I wanted was a drink and some fun. I was supposed to meet my friend Erica, but she bailed at the last minute. I’d already dressed up and was about to walk out of my house when I got the call. I should have just stayed home.
I wanted to shake things up and thought I would go with a revealing Halloween costume this year. I don’t normally dress up, and never in something like this, but I thought it would be fun. I regret it now as I’m thrown on a dirty mattress in the back of a van to be taken to God knows where.
The one with a scar on his face made me orgasm and f*cked me already. He’s so big, I couldn’t fight him off. I need to remember every detail and try to get away. I can’t give up. I have to fight.
Feeling a surge of adrenaline once my back hits the mattress, I spring up and try to climb out of the front cab. I hear the doors shut behind me as I scramble to the driver's seat, and I’m almost there when I feel a hand snake around my ankle. I’m jerked back onto the mattress, and Dante crawls over me.
“You’re not going anywhere until we’re through with you.”
He leans over me, and I feel his warm breath on my lips. He smells like whiskey and cologne, and I hate how it turns me on. I thought he was so hot earlier, but you never know what's really lurking behind a warm sexy smile. I’m so freaking stupid. I should have seen this coming a mile away, but I can’t remember the last time someone looked at me like he did. He wanted to devour me right there in the middle of the bar, and it was such a rush. I thought I’d play along and be the bad girl who got dirty with a stranger in the bathroom. But instead, this has gone way beyond what I could have imagined, and I have to fight.