Alone there at the third floor basement

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Alone there at the third floor basementI glanced at the clock on my desk. It was almost past midnight and I sighed in relief; another late night at the office was finally behind me. I gathered all the papers, happy to go home. Then I picked up the phone and called my beloved hubby, to tell him I was on my way home. Victor told me to take care during driving so late.I walked out of the office, finding the whole building was mostly dark.Then I got the elevator to the lobby; the night guard was on his rounds.The garage was just across the street. The sound of my high heels echoed in the darkness; there was no traffic so late.I usually took the stairs, just for the exercise. My car was on the third floor. Not a long climb, easy for me, because I worked out regularly. I found my car was the only one on the empty floor. I was about to unlock the door when a hand covered my mouth from behind. Something cold pressed against my throat. “Do not scream. Do not even fight, bitch” Hissed a man’s deep voice.He pulled my wrists behind my back, uncovering my mouth.Then my hair was yanked hard and the man showed me a big knife he held. I felt something wrapped around my wrists, tying them behind my back.I heard a tearing sound. A piece of silver duct tape went over my mouth. He made me lean over the hood of my own car.“My lucky day, bitch… you are a hot piece of ass…” He growled.My purse was set on the hood next to my head. The man was rifling it.“A nice neighborhood, bitch… I should go to visit you some time” He said, as he read my driving license. He smiled as he saw Victor’s photo on my cell phone. Then he dropped it back into my purse.Then the bastard placed the knife on the hood, right in front of my face. He yanked again ödemiş escort my hair and grunted into my ear:“Now listen. I will fuck that fine ass of yours and you will keep quiet…”There was nothing I could do. Sobbing, I nodded once, knowing that this man now knew where I lived.He made me bend completely over the car’s hood.Then I felt him lifting my tight black skirt. I was now helpless…I heard him fumbling with his belt, dropping his trousers.I saw him pick up the knife and soon my tiny thong was cut.Struggling was useless; so I braced myself, waiting for the worst.Rough fingers started probing my pussy lips. I did my best to stay still, but soon I found I was getting wet due to his touch. “You are wet already, bitch… I bet you get fucked a lot by hard cocks….”He hissed into my ear, as his fingers kept probing my wet cunt.He was caressing my swollen clit now. I tried to ignore it; but I sensed myself moistening even more and more. His playing with my clit was drawing a response from my body, regardless of my true desires. I felt him slip a third finger in my wet cunt. It was easy, since I was very wet.Suddenly I tried to suppress a shudder; but I could not. Now just one was sliding in and out of me, curling forward, rubbing my spot. I was getting wetter by the moment, trying hard on not moaning. The harder I tried not to, the more I felt what that finger was doing.But finally a soft moan escaped from my covered lips. “Whore…” The stranger hissed. I whimpered. Every insult was arousing me. Now I wanted this bastard to stop playing with me and just fuck me. But yet he continued his play.His naughty finger, now drenched and slippery from my juices, slipped out of my cunt. He began rubbing up toward my very escort ödemiş tight asshole. I shivered and the man noticed it.“In the ass, bitch…? That’s where you want it, right…?” He asked.He pulled my hair again and then I nodded. I heard him spitting and then a finger was probing my tight rosebud.Slowly he entered me and I moaned.I did not want to do it; but my whole body was betraying me.The finger withdrew and was replaced by what I knew was his cockhead. It started pressing, relentlessly into me, trying to squeeze past my clenched sphincter ring. And despite my horror, I pressed back.I pressed back on his cockhead. My tight sphincter finally relaxed and I felt his dick popping in me. Now he started pumping in my anus, deeper each thrust. And I rocked back to meet each thrust. His hands were now on my hips, as he drove himself into my now stretched asshole.He slapped my buttocks hard, calling me a cheap slut, making me moan even louder through my taped mouth.My tears were flowing; I felt betrayed by my own body. Betrayed by my lustful nature. I felt like a bitch in heat, as this stranger man sodomized me.All of a sudden I could sense it: I was going to cum…My body started shuddering and then the waves of an intense orgasm shook me to my core. My cunt was running a river of juices down my legs.The bastard with his cock buried deep in my ass laughed at me.As the waves of pleasure subsided, I could feel nothing but shame. The man kept pumping my ass and my pussy still tingled. I wished to have a hand free to rub my clit. I wanted it so badly…My attacker was breathing hard now. I sensed he was getting close and the thought that he would soon be flooding my ass with his cum caused me to moan again. Suddenly ödemiş escort bayan I came even harder than the first time.I could feel my anus clenching, gripping his cock. He was too close.Then in just a moment he slammed into me deeply, holding in me.I knew he was shooting his warm load in my anus. I moaned again at the thought. Then he finally pulled out. He showed me the sharp knife again. Then he hissed in my ear he was cutting my hands loose. I should count to one hundred before taking out the duct from my mouth. I nodded…He cut the bindings on my wrists, as I stayed very still. I heard him buckling his trousers. Then he gave my ass cheeks a last slap and he muttered very softly:“I know you have enjoyed my hard cock up your nice ass, bitch…”And he laughed even louder, as he added:I will be watching you, bitch… I may want that again…”Then I heard his footsteps walking off.I lay across the hood of my car a very long time. I could feel semen and my juices running down my thighs. I was very ashamed about enjoying that cock deep up my ass.I quietly pulled the tape from my mouth and pulled off my ruined thong. The drive home was long, leaving me to my thoughts.My loving Victor met me at the door. He looked worry about the late hour.I gave him a weak smile, saying I was tired, needing a relaxing shower.I locked myself into the bathroom and took a nice warm shower.My asshole was sore; but I was still aroused about the brutal manners of this stranger sodomizing me.I found Victor waiting for me at our bed. I slipped naked close to him.I really needed his touch. Soon I was giving Victor a long blowjob…I sucked him until he came in my mouth. Victor held me in his arms until I almost passed out. I was still grabbing his soft dick between my fingers.Then I could hear him checking his mail on his phone. I closed my eyes…Victor opened a video. And his cock hardened instantly. “Do not scream. Do not even fight, bitch” Hissed a man’s deep voice…

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