2 comments/ 128961 views/ 13 favorites Handcuffed Virgin Ch. 01 By: DesiDog (This story is a rewritten version of 'Harlan County Line' by 'Sickman'. Credits for the plot and premise go to the original author. I hope readers like my rewritten version as well.) * In retrospect, I shouldn't have taken that shortcut. We have heard or been told a million times that nothing good comes out of taking shortcuts, but we don't listen, do we? There's no shortcut to making money, and apparently, as I've now learnt, you shouldn't be taking a shortcut on the highway either. Especially if you are an 18-year old girl driving all by herself. Now that I think about it, I realise it was a mistake, a big mistake. But that night, it didn't seem that way. It seemed practical. I was running late. I wanted to reach my apartment by 11, so that I could tuck in by 12 and get a good night's sleep before my important term exam the next day. Well, I never made it to the exam, so that didn't work out. I had been studying all day at a friend's place, but I didn't want to sleep over. My rented apartment was nearer to our college. I set out from my friend's place at around 10:30 pm, taking NH 52. At night, the drive took around 30 minutes, but I wanted to cut it short and hence, took a shortcut that I knew of. The shortcut road wasn't bad, but it wasn't as smooth as the highway either. On the couple of occasions when I had ventured through it during the day, it had been largely deserted. At night, it seemed even more deserted and somewhat scary. As the headlights of my car penetrated through the tree-lined road, I rolled up my windows and rechecked the door locks. A couple of minutes later, I contemplated turning around but didn't. You'll be at the other end in less than 10 minutes. I clutched the steering wheel, turned on the radio and stepped on the accelerator, wanting to get through the road as soon as I could. I don't recall exactly what happened a few minutes later, but I do remember hearing a loud bomb-like bang and losing control of the car as it skidded off the road. My head hit something hard and my world became dark. I woke up on a wooden bench. I tried to rub my eyes but couldn't move my hands up. Shit, I'm handcuffed! I pushed myself up on my elbows and sat up. Looking around myself, I realised I was in what looked like a police interrogation room. Of course, I had never been in an interrogation room before, but I had seen plenty in movies to make out where I was. The gray walls, the single iron door, the wooden table, the two wooden chairs and the bench I was upon... it was about the same as I had seen in movies, only a lot more quirky in real. Suddenly, the door clanked opened and two men in police uniforms walked in. Both looked mean, and both were fat. One of them seemed to be in his 40s, while the other looked much younger. "Oh, so you're finally up," one of them said. "Where am I?" I asked. "Why am I in handcuffs?" Both of them were now standing in front of me in identical positions, leaning against the table, arms folded across their chests and resting on their ample bellies. "You're in Mithinagar Police Station," replied the older one. "You're under arrest," added his partner. "Under arrest? Me? What... why? What did I do?" "Hah! Don't act as if you don't know," the younger one said, sitting down heavily in a chair. They were staring at me. To say I was scared would be a major understatement. This was the first time that I was in such close proximity of two policemen. To make things worse, they looked mean and harsh and I was with them in an interrogation room, handcuffed. Trying to make sense of the situation, I looked at them and asked: "What have I done? How did I get here? Where is my car?" "You know... what's your name?" I took me a moment to realise that that question was aimed at me. "Neha," I answered. "Neha, you know, you're very lucky girl," said the younger one, smiling. "Isn't she, Pankaj?" "Yes, Hiren, she is, she really is." What are they talking about? "You're lucky that we found you and your car on that deserted road," Pankaj continued. "We don't really patrol that road; hardly anyone uses it at night. But I guess it was perfect for you, wasn't it?" "Perfect for me? Why? What do you mean?" I asked, confused as ever. "Oh, stop acting now," Hiren said. "We found one bottle of whisky and two empty beer bottles in your car... we know you're a bootlegger." Bootlegger? Bootlegger? "I'm not a bootlegger; I'm a college student... I study in JP College." "A lot of college students make money by bootlegging. We know very well how you people operate," Pankaj said. "We know you were supposed to deliver the whisky to someone on that dark road, but your tyre burst and you hit a tree. That's probably when you lost consciousness." This is absurd! I was starting to get angry. How could these guys just make such assumptions? "I'm not a bootlegger, this is a mistake. I..." Pankaj interrupted: "How do you explain the whisky and beer bottles in your car then?" It hit me then. My boyfriend, he had borrowed my car a couple of days earlier. He had said he was going to party with some friends. But in my car! How could he party in my car and even leave bottles behind? "I can explain," I told Pankaj. "My boyfrie... some friends had borrowed my car. They probably left the bottles behind, they're not mine. Please belie..." "You won't get away by blaming someone else," Hiren said, standing up in front of me. "You youngsters think you can get away with anything, don't you?" He was looking down at me angrily. Tears welled up in my eyes as I pleaded again, "Please believe me, those bottles are not mine." "There's no use crying," Pankaj said. "You have been arrested in possession of alcohol, which is a big offence in our dry state. You'll have to spend the night in jail. Tomorrow morning we'll take you to court." Jail! Court! This can't be happening. Someone please pinch me! This has got to be a nightmare. I placed my head in my hands as the tears started flowing. Hiren moved closer to me, ran his hands over my hair and said, "Don't worry, Neha, we'll take good care of you. We don't mind having pretty girls like you as prisoners." For a moment, I sat still, shocked. When I looked up, I saw Hiren leering down at me. His hand was still massaging my head and I knew exactly what he was thinking at that moment. The quandary of my situation sent chills down my body. Pankaj, who seemed to be doing some paperwork till then, got up and said, "Come on, let's take her to the changing rooms now." Hiren took my arm and led me out of the interrogation room. As I mutely followed them through the dingy police station, I saw that we were the only ones there. They took me to a small filthy bathroom. Three wash basins lined up on one wall, opposite of which were three doors. I cringed when I saw a couple of rats scurry along a corner. "Ok, now you'll have to take off your clothes and take a shower. Our policy requires you to wear only a jail gown." Pankaj informed me. "What? Take off my clothes? Why can't I just keep wearing my own clothes?" "Sorry, rules are rules and they are the same for every prisoner." I could tell from their expressions that I was in deep shit, and not just because of the alcohol found in my car. Pankaj walked up to me and opened up my handcuffs. "That first door here is the shower room," he said. I sat down on a bench to unhook my sandals. I looked up and saw that Pankaj was busy writing something on his pad and Hiren was walking towards a men's urinal stand. I took a deep breath and dashed towards the door. But I was caught even before I could reach the door handle. Pankaj caught me by my waist and jerked me back inside. "Now, that wasn't wise, was it?" He hissed into my ear. "Please let me go," I pleaded, as I felt his hands explore my flat navel under my t-shirt. Suddenly, he twisted me around to face him. He released me but held onto my hands. I trembled as I saw him click one end of the handcuffs onto my right wrist and the other end onto his left wrist. "We're going to be together for a while," he hissed once again, grinning at me. "Together? But I have to undress.... and shower..." "I know," he chuckled. In a state of panic, I was escorted back towards the bathroom area and Hiren, who was staring coldly at me with folded arms. "Please don't do this," I begged, tears welling up in my eyes again. "Shut up," Hiren said, "we didn't ask you to try and run away. You have left us with no choice." "Now, let's get you undressed," Pankaj said. Before I could react or say any other thing, his fingers reached for the front of my jeans and jerked open the button and zip. As I started sobbing, I could feel two pairs of eyes staring at the top of my exposed pink lace panties. "Stop crying now," Hiren reprimanded me. "We're not going to hurt you... just co-operate with us and let us do our job." But I couldn't stop the tears. I just closed my watery eyes as Hiren reached forward and grabbed my jeans, pushing downwards. My jeans were tight and caught my panties on the way down. "Wait, wait, my panties," I cried as I moved my free hand to hold them up before my pussy was exposed to my tormentors. I heard Pankaj and Hiren laugh heartily at my embarrassment as the latter pulled my jeans down completely. Quivering, I stepped out of them. "Wow, check out her undies," Hiren commented. "They're really sexy... you're not one of those high-class escorts, are you?" "What? No, no! I told you before, I'm just a college student," I managed to say, my body going red and sweat running down my armpits. "Well, well, well, what have we here?" Pankaj said. "Check this out, Hiren. This chick's got a tattoo." Hiren moved around to my back. Pankaj lifted up my t-shirt to show my butterfly tattoo to his partner. I froze when I felt a hand touch it. A couple of fingers ran over the tattoo on my lower back, just above my panties and ass cheeks. "That is really nice," I heard Hiren say from behind me. "I wonder if she has more." "That's... that's the only one..." I managed to mutter, closing my eyes and hoping for this to be a bad nightmare. "We'll have to check ourself," Pankaj said, releasing my hand from the handcuffs. I felt a moment's relief to be freed from the handcuffs, but the feeling didn't last long. Hiren had turned me around to face him and was now trying to lift up my t-shirt. I tried to pin my arms to my sides but they overpowered me. Pankaj raised my hands from behind and Hiren removed my t-shirt, leaving me between the two of them in only my matching bra and panties. "Don't try running away again, or doing anything else foolish," Pankaj said from behind me. I turned around to see my jeans and t-shirt bundled under his arm. He had turned on the shower and was waiting for me to walk in. "Keep the door open," he instructed, 'we'll turn around but we'll be sitting right here only." I took a deep breath as Pankaj walked by me. No man had ever seen me naked, only my boyfriend had seen my breasts and that too in the darkness of my car. With trembling fingers, I unclasped my bra and shoved down my panties. I peeked behind to find both policemen looking at me and scurried into the shower room. Oh god, what am I going to do? The water was cold. I stood on one side of the shower, hoping to be out of their direct view. I thought I heard them talking and leaned a little towards the door to catch their conversation. "...you had the last one first," Hiren was saying. "It's my turn now." "Ok, ok, you get her first, you lucky dog," Pankaj said. "She's a real hottie, isn't she?" "I know, just look at her body... it's made to be fucked." "Ha ha ha, you bet... alright, have your fun and then bring her to me. I'll have her on the cell bed." I moved back in as I heard footsteps walking away. Oh my god, they're planning to rape me! I had a feeling that raping me was what they wanted, but the realisation of it hit me fully only then. I've to do something; I have to get out of here with my virginity intact. I heard a rumple of clothes and guessed that Hiren was undressing. Oh no, he's coming in here to fuck me. What do I do? And then an idea came to my mind. Maybe if I jerk him off, he won't have anything left to fuck me, at least for a while. Yes, that's what I should do. That'll give me time to plan my next step. Maybe I should be sweet and nice... "Need any help, babe?" Hiren was standing at the shower room door, in all his naked glory. I was now standing under the shower, my back to him. He looks so disgusting! Hiren was fat, hairy and very ugly. Balding head, quirky face, sagging shoulders, shapeless arms, bulging belly and a very hard dark, almost black, penis... I felt nauseated when I saw him. The ample amount of hair on his body made him look even slimier. How can I be sweet and nice to him? But I knew I had to try, so I gave him a small smile and turned back away from him. I heard him move closer and flinched when I felt his rugged hand on my waist. He placed his other hand on my left shoulder and said, almost to himself, "You're a fuckin' hot babe." As the water from the shower ran over my back and ass, I felt his hands doing the same. I knew I had a perfect body, I knew I looked sexy. And I knew Hiren was after it, but for the first time I realised that I could use my body to my advantage. I knew I had to give him a little of myself to keep him from taking my virginity. I felt his hands move down to my ass cheeks. I placed my hands on the wall in front of me and pushed my butt back towards him. He noticed, "That's my girl... co-operate with me and I'll make you really happy." His hands cupped my cheeks and kneaded them. A minute later, I gasped when I felt a finger take the middle path between my cheeks and rub over my puckered butthole. "No, please don't..." I said softly when I felt his finger trying to go in. Hiren snickered and pulled his finger out. With one hand still kneading an ass cheek, I felt his finger go further under me and touch my pussy. Waves of panic went through me when I first felt his finger on my clit. Hiren became the only person after me, and the first man to touch the most intimate part of my body. "Are you a virgin?" He asked me, lightly running his finger over my slit. How did he make that out from a mere touch? Eyes closed, teeth clenched, butt pushed back, I took a moment before saying 'yes'. "Wow, that's awesome... I've never fucked a virgin before." The time had come for me to make my move. Hiren was now directly behind me, I could feel my butt touching his belly. I looked back at him, moved my right hand behind myself and touched his hard cock. Oh, that really is thick! "Yeah, baby... get it all nice and hard to break your sexy cherry," Hiren laughed, as my hand engulfed his cock. I stroked him a couple of times before he jerked my hand away. "Bend over babe, let me make you a woman," he cried, pushing my shoulders forward. I tried to balance myself and took too much time in trying to close my legs. Hiren jammed a knee between my legs and I felt his cock move under my butthole towards my pussy. Do something, do something quick! I reached down under my pussy and caught hold of his cockhead. It rubbed against my inner thigh and I moaned 'oh yes', hoping that it would make him cum before he entered me. "You like it, don't you?" Hiren chuckled. He was holding onto my hips and moving back and forth, rubbing his cock against my skin. "Oh yes, I love it... it feels so good," I panted, rubbing my fingers over his cockhead. My plan seems to be working. And it did work. I heard him cry 'oh shit'. He pulled my butt back towards himself before I felt him cum on my fingers. He groaned and clutched onto my hips as his semen spurt on my fingers and inner thighs. Oh, thank god! I let go of his cock and turned around to face him for the first time. Hiren was leaning against the wall, recovering from his orgasm. I took the time to clean my hand and thighs. Hiren took my hand and pulled me out from under the shower. "Wow, you look so fuckin' beautiful... you're like an actress," he said, grabbing my 32C boobs with both hands. As he massaged my boobs, I looked at him and knew that I still wasn't out of danger. Pankaj was still out there, waiting for me. I doubted if I could make him cum prematurely as well. Get on this guy's good side; use him to your advantage now. "Are you going to take me to your partner now?" I asked him, trying hard to ignore the pleasurable feelings that his hands on my boobs were giving me. Hiren looked at me and said, "Yes, I guess it's his turn now." "But you haven't even fucked me yet," I said, placing my hands on his chest and moving closer to him. I looked him in the eyes, smiled and said as sweetly as I could, "Can't we go somewhere and spend the night together? Just you and me... you're the first man to see me naked and I want you to be my first lover too." "He's waiting out there for you; I can't just take you away somewhere." I moved in closer. Hiren's hands were now holding my waist. I placed my hands on his shoulders, pressed my boobs softy against his hairy chest and pecked him lightly on his lips. "I have a plan," I said, feeling his cock getting harder against my navel. Apparently, Pankaj was more than ever ready to fuck me. He was waiting in a cell, lying on the bed, in only his boxers. Hiren put on his boxers, allowed me to wear my undies (I told him I didn't want anyone else other than him to see me naked), and walked me out, holding my hands behind me. "Oh yes, bring her to me," Pankaj said. "She's one chick I don't mind having sloppy seconds with." Hiren guided me towards the cell door. Pankaj was sitting up on the bed, awaiting me. But as we reached the door, we executed our plan. In one swift motion, Hiren and I pulled the cell door and slammed it shut. "What the fuck..." Pankaj shouted, leaping towards the door. "What the hell is this, Hiren? Open the damn door." I jumped back into Hiren's arms, smiling. Hiren caught hold of me and said, "Sorry, Pankaj. I can't give this babe away to you... I'm gonna spend the whole night with her." Pankaj was tempestuous. "What? You fuckin' motherfucker... I'm going to kick your ass when I get outta here." "Well, we'll work that out tomorrow," Hiren said quietly. "Right now I've more important things to do." We turned around and walked back towards the bathroom, with Pankaj still hurling abuses at us. One down, one to go! So far my plans had worked out perfectly. I was feeling confident about keeping my cherry intact. Now I've to make Hiren take me out of this police station. Things will only get easier from then on. "So, where will we get a nice big bed?" I asked him sweetly. "I wanna learn so many things from you." "I'm gonna take you to a friend's empty apartment," Hiren replied. "Let's get dressed first." "Oh, of course," I smiled shyly. Inside the bathroom, I decided to not wear my bra. "You don't mind if I go braless, do you?" I asked coyly, unhooking it. "Not at all," Hiren replied, reaching out to grab my boobs again. I forced myself to smile and let him play with my breasts. I pulled back when it was starting to feel good. God, why do I like this? Moving back, I pulled my jeans up over my panties and put on my t-shirt. Hiren was back in his clothes again as well. As I walked ahead of him towards the door, he grabbed my arms and clicked the handcuffs back over my right wrist. "Don't want you running away again," he said, clicking the other end of the handcuffs around his left wrist and putting the key in his pant pocket. Handcuffed Virgin Ch. 01 Shit! I smiled at him and shrugged, "Don't worry, I'm not running away now." With our arms interlocked, I let him lead me towards the police station's main area. We crossed the cells and heard Pankaj bellow, "Hiren, don't do this. You're making a big mistake. You know we can't let her go." "Don't worry about that... I'll take care of her," Hiren told his partner. His last words sent chills down my spine. I realised that my life was in danger. He'll kill me after raping me! As we hurried outside, I realised that I wasn't protecting only my virginity, but also my life. As I was ushered into his police jeep, I was beginning to get nervous and panicky again. Hiren handcuffed me to the gear shift and took his place behind the wheel. "Can't we go to a motel?" I asked, as we set out. "Nope... my friend's house is better. He has a big king-size bed; I just wanna jump into it with you." He took my free hand and placed on his crotch. "See how ready I'm for you," he said, winking at me. I cupped his cock and decided to make him cum again. "Can I see it again? I've never seen a real one before." "Sure, baby," Hiren answered. He unzipped his pants and whipped out his cock. "Why don't you start getting acquainted with it?" Before I could figure out what he meant, he moved his hand behind my head and forced it downwards until his cock was pressing against my face. Oh shit, he wants me to suck him! "I've never given a... a blowjob before," I said, my nose pressing into his groin, his cock resting against my cheek. "We have fifteen minutes, start learning," he laughed. His hand wasn't pressing me down anymore, but I could feel it resting lightly on my head. Left with no choice, I moved up a bit and licked a cock for the first time in my life. I knew I had to make him cum again. A blowjob is better than getting fucked. But he was filthy. His groin smelled of sweat and his cock tasted like urine. Steeling myself, I licked him again and heard him moan. I had a faint idea about what to do and I started with planting rosy kisses all over his manhood. I licked the pre-cum from its tip and took the head into my mouth. "Oh yes, that's the way to do it, bitch," I heard him say. Wanting to get this over with, I opened my mouth and took in as much of him as I could. Once most of his cock was inside my mouth, I started to roll my tongue around it. I started to bob my head up and down his cock. This actually does feel good. As I heard him moaning in pleasure, I decided that that might be my first blowjob, but it wasn't going to be my last. If I can somehow get through this night in one piece, that is. I kept sucking him for a while, then licked the entire length of it, planted kissed all over it and went back to sucking on it. After about five minutes, I heard Hiren moan out loudly. Feeling his cock pulsating inside my mouth, I tried to move back up but he held me in place. His first eruption hit the inside of my mouth and I was forced to swallow it. I managed to move back up but caught his second spurt on my forehead. His third and final spurt plastered my cheeks. I jerked my head back up and tried to spit away his semen, but it was already in my belly. I wiped the rest of his cum off my face using my hands, and wiped my hands on my jeans. "You could have warmed me," I said. "Why? A blowjob should end with cum in the mouth," he replied, grinning. I wanted to slap the hell out of him, but I sat back and took deep breaths. I've made him cum twice, what more will I have to do. "Come on, wipe me off as well, baby." I looked at him in disdain but obeyed his command. With nothing else on me, I leaned in towards him and wiped his cock clean using my t-shirt. I'm never gonna wear these clothes ever again. He placed his limp rod back into his pants. Two minutes later, we had reached our destination. It was a big bungalow. How the hell is this idiot friends with someone who owns such a big house? Probably his police connection. It was a two-storied house with a beautiful garden in front. Hiren handcuffed me again with himself and guided me towards the back. The house had a huge lawn in the backyard, with a high wall at the far end. Hiren put in a key in the backdoor and pulled me inside. "Want something to drink," he asked, opening the refrigerator. He fished out a beer for himself and passed me a can of fruit juice. I opened up and took a mouthful, wishing to wash away the taste of his semen lingering in my mouth. "Are you going to take off my handcuffs now?" I asked him sweetly. "I'm not gonna run away anymore." "Well, maybe later," he replied, pulling me closer to himself. "Let's get you undressed first." "I can't take off my t-shirt with these handcuffs on," I said, sensing a chance to get rid of them. "Well, your t-shirt is filthy anyway, there's no use keeping it," he said and in one quick motion ripped it in half across my chest. "Oh god... what are you doing..." I gasped, trying to pull away but not getting far. With my right wrist in one end of the handcuffs and the other end around his left wrist, I had almost no place to go. Hiren laughed at my reaction and removed the last remaining shreds of my t-shirt, leaving me topless once again in front of him. "Wow, I almost forgot how sexy your boobies are," he grinned. My sudden nakedness had left me distracted and in that one instant, Hiren unattached himself from the handcuffs and locked them on to a chair. "Come on, lose your jeans and panties," he said, starting to unbutton his shirt. Wanting to somehow get through this ordeal, I unclasped my jeans and pushed them down along with my panties. When I looked up in nothing but my birthday suit, Hiren had stripped down to his as well. He moved closer to me, a smile on his face, his cock hard again and pointing straight at me. I put up a brave smile and allowed him to take me in his arms. With my boobs squashed into his chest, his big stomach squashed against my navel and his cock moving against my thigh, Hiren moved in to kiss me. Kiss him back, hold his cock and make him cum again. As Hiren's coarse lips met mine, he clutched onto my butt and pulled me closer, as if that was possible. I opened my mouth to let his tongue in. I sucked on his tongue and the taste of beer mixed with the taste of his semen. His beard was rubbing against my chin as his tongue was making merry inside my mouth. After a couple of minutes, he released my mouth and started to kiss my face. He pecked my cheeks and forehead, leaving saliva trails all over my face. He made his way to my neckline and I raised my head to give him better access. As Hiren sucked, kissed and licked my neck and shoulders, I moved a hand forward and took his cock in my hand. My neck is a particularly erogenous part of me and I couldn't help but moan. As he bit my neck, I moaned again and squeezed his cock. "No, no, not so soon," Hiren said, moving away from me. His cock slipped out of my hand. "This time I'm gonna cum only after fucking you," he said. Hiren fastened the handcuffs back around his wrist and led me towards the bedroom. I walked silently beside him. What should I do now? Think, do something. He opened the bedroom door and switched on the lights. A big double bed stood in the centre of the commodious room, which was furnished sparsely otherwise. Hiren led me to the bed. As I sat down on the bed, I was suddenly out of words or ideas. He's going to fuck me now, and then kill me! I felt Hiren sit down beside me, but couldn't look at him or say anything. He moved in deeper onto the bed, pulling my handcuffed hand to have me alongside him. I felt woefully short of energy or stamina. I laid down beside Hiren, who started feeling up my body and sucking my nipples. Let him fuck you, give him what he wants. Maybe later you can somehow stop him from killing you. Resigned and beleaguered, I closed my eyes and awaited the inevitable. I felt Hiren sit up and move in towards my legs. He pushed them apart with his knees, I didn't resist. I gasped and sucked in my breath when I felt him finger my pussy. "Wow, you're wet," he said, a finger deep inside me. "Come on, babe, open your eyes. You're going to lose your virginity... you're going to become a real woman, come on you shouldn't miss this." I kept my eyes closed and shook my head. I wasn't ready to accept this, let alone look at him breaking my cherry. "Open your eyes, I said," Hiren said, a bit of anger in his tone. "You're wet and you want it as well." He jammed his finger into me, making me cry. Reluctantly, I opened my watery eyes and looked at him. His mammoth frame towered over me. He was supporting himself with his left hand – handcuffed with mine – while his free hand was guiding his cock towards my pussy. He grinned at me. Out of shame, I averted my eyes and looked down at his cock. And then I suddenly realised that his cock was bare. "Wait, wait... you're not... you're not wearing a condom," I said, trying to push him away from me, but failing. My hand against his chest had little effect on his heavy body. "So what?" he asked, genuinely surprised. "What if I... what if I get pregnant?" "Oh that," he laughed. "Just take a birth control pill tomorrow, you'll be fine." Without waiting for me to react, Hiren pushed himself forward and entered me. He probably encountered some resistance from my hymen, which is probably why he let out a grunt and ploughed in deeper. I let out a cry, pain shot up from my groin; I bit my lips and clenched my eyes shut. That's it, I've been fucked! I'm not a virgin anymore. As if reading my thoughts, Hiren said, "It's ok now, relax... and be happy, you're not a virgin anymore, you're a woman now." Hiren started pushing in with small thrusts. "Lift your knees and spread your legs," he instructed. I did as he said. Opening my eyes, I saw him groaning and grunting as he tried to make his way deeper into me. I was still in pain, but it was much less. Finally, Hiren seemed to be entirely into me. He stopped thrusting and looked down at me. His grin had returned, "Wow, I can't believe my cock is inside such a sexy girl's pussy... you're so tight. How does it feel? You like it, don't you?" I didn't answer him, but it did feel oddly good. His cock had filled me up and was spreading me wider, it felt right. But the sad fact – one that I would have to live with forever – was that the first man to fuck me was a fat ugly disgusting man I didn't like at all. It wasn't the handsome charming guy I had dreamt about. The fact was that I was handcuffed and my cherry had been taken by force. I hadn't willingly given it to the man of my dreams. Hiren had started fucking me in a slow and long rhythm. He would grunt with each thrust and pull back before pushing in again. Involuntarily, I started to grunt and moan with each thrust as well. Hiren leaned down – with which his belly took a major effort – and took my boobs into his mouth. His mouth on my nipple and his cock inside my pussy sent never-before-experienced sensations through my body. I'm enjoying being raped by this fat man! A minute later, I felt a tingling in my pussy. Am I cumming? The tingling sensation grew and all of a sudden, my body was engulfed by my first orgasm. It was as if electric shocks were going through me. I shivered violently under Hiren, unable to control myself. I moaned and groaned as the shivers gradually subsided. "Did I just make you cum?" Hiren asked. "I did, didn't I?" I didn't answer, I couldn't. I was ashamed of myself. I just closed my eyes, trying to pretend that I hadn't experienced what I just had. Hiren started to hump me faster. His thrusts were getting harder and rougher and I had to brace myself by holding onto him. He pounded me hard, sometimes coming all the way out before slamming in again and sometimes with shorter quicker thrusts. The pain had returned to my pussy, his inner thighs smashing into my groin was painful as well. But I took it silently. I spread my legs as wide as I could and wished for him to finish soon. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Hiren moaned loudly and planted his cock deep inside my pussy. As he stayed in position and orgasmed inside me, he fell down heavily on me with his face nuzzled at my neck. I felt his warm cum inside my pussy, his cock kept twitching for a good two minutes. Finally, Hiren lifted his heavy body off me, pulled his cock out of me with a pop and fell down beside me on the bed. I've had my first fucking; my pussy is filled with cum! I felt like crying. Hiren was panting next to me. I could hear his heavy breathing. What will he do now? Will he kill me now? I didn't want to die; I had a lot to achieve in life. What can I give him now to stop him from killing me? I had to do something, but I didn't know what. My thoughts were interrupted by his hand on my boob. I looked at him; he was leaning up on a hand and smiling at me. I couldn't make out anything from his expression. "Please don't kill me," I blurted out, and started crying. "Stop crying," he said. "I hate cry-babies..." "I know you're gonna kill me now," I sobbed. "Well, yeah, I was going to," he said. "But now I don't wanna..." I looked at him, wiping the tears from my eyes. "You're not going to kill me?" "I won't, if you do as I say." "I'll do what you say," I said, beginning to see hope. "I won't tell anyone about this... this... this whole incident, no one will ever know. I promise. I'll pretend it never happened." "I don't want you to pretend it never happened," Hiren said. "I want you to remember this day forever." I was flummoxed. What is he saying? What does he mean? I looked at him, a confused expression on my face, waiting for him to elucidate. "Neha, I want to marry you. I want to make you my wife." (To be continued...) Handcuffed Virgin Ch. 02 "Neha, I want to marry you. I want to make you my wife." Oh my god! No, please no, this can't be true. I stared at him, wanting to say something but not knowing what to say, wanting to do something but not knowing what to do. So I just stared, my mouth open, my eyes wide, and my mind blank. "Why... but..." I mumbled, a few seconds later. "You're so wonderful... I love you," Hiren said. "I want to live with you, have sex with you everyday... I took your virginity, doesn't that make us special?" I didn't have an answer to that. I threw my head back and closed my eyes. This can't be happening. Why me, god? Why me? Hiren's attention was back to my body. He was circling my nipples with a finger and planting kisses over my upper body. Warmth was spreading over me again; my body was welcoming his attention while my mind was trying hard to fight it. Hiren took my left nipple in his mouth and I bit my lips down. Stop him, concentrate, you have to talk your way out of this. "Hiren, please... stop, please," I pleaded, trying to move away from him. I couldn't reach far; I was still handcuffed to him. "Can you please at least remove these handcuffs now?" "Maybe," he replied, sliding back towards me. His dick, which seemed to be semi-hard, not that I knew much, was pressing against my thigh. Hiren was apparently enjoying my boobs too much, he went right back at them without saying much. A hand on one nipple, his mouth over the other, he was making his presence felt, and my body couldn't get enough. I could feel a certain kind of wetness inside my loins, a sensation alien to me till that day. As Hiren's tongue did wonderful things to my nipples, his hand started to roam my body again. He held my waist and brought me closer to himself. I could feel his entire gruffly body pressed against mine, and it felt good. Trying to get my mind to focus on the situation at hand, I sat up on the bed and gently moved as farther as I could. "Hiren, please... I need to go home." "What home? Now? It's 2 in the morning, sweetheart." 2am? Wow! I hadn't realised it was that late. But still, I knew I had to go home, I had to get away from him. "So what, Hiren? Please take me home..." I looked at him, trying to read him. But he wasn't looking at me, at least not at my eyes. His eyes were on my body, the side of my back was what had caught his fancy. "Hiren," I said, waiting for him to say something. And then he looked up at me, and thankfully, smiled. "You're so fuckin sexy," he said, sitting up and dragging me back towards the bed's headboard with him. He spread his legs and pulled me in between them, my back to him. Once I was cocooned in between his legs -- my back pressed against his ample stomach, his cock nestled against my upper hips, my legs stretched out in front of me, his arms circled around my waist -- Hiren pushed my hair in front of my shoulder and nuzzled my the back of my neck. I didn't know it till then, but my neck turned out to be the most erogenous part of me. My head bent down to give him better access, I asked, "Hiren, when will you take me home?" In between kisses and licks on the back of my neck, he replied, "I told you na, baby, I wanna marry you. I'm serious, I..." "I can't marry you, Hiren," I blurted out, arching my back away from him. His hands around my waist tightened their grip and pulled me back in place. "Stay where you are, don't try to move away again," he said, curtly, with an edge in his voice. "I'm sorry," I said, a bit frightened. I lowered my head again as his mouth resumed the exploration of my neck and shoulders. "Please try to understand, Hiren, I'm too young to get married... I'm only 18." "So what? You're old enough, you're an adult," he said, his hand now cupping my boobs. "In our community it's not uncommon. My mother got married when she was 18, both of my sisters too." Out of sheer curiosity, I asked him how old he was. "26," he replied, "see, the age difference is also ideal. We'll make a perfect couple." Yeah right! An educated, college student like me and a lowlife two-bit policeman like you, the most un-perfect couple is what we would make. Hiren was kneading my boobs and rolling my nipples between my fingers while his mouth kept sending shivers through my body. My pussy was getting wetter; I knew I had to make him stop. "Hiren, please try to understand. I can't get married now, I have to finish college, have a career..." "Oh, come on," he interrupted, "why do you need all that? Eventually you're just gonna get married and have babies na, so what's the use of wasting so many years behind studies and jobs? Let's just get married now and have our first baby, it'll be great." I was dumbfounded. I searched my brain for something to say, but with my body reacting positively to him, all I could manage was a meek 'please try to understand'. "No, you try to understand," he said, that edge back in his voice. "I can't let you go free and I don't wanna kill you. You should be happy that I'm giving you a chance to live and marrying you as well. Don't make me do what I don't want to do." His mouth had stopped kissing my neck, his hands had stopped kneading my boobs, and it was as if he was waiting for my decision. My life was in my hands. The next thing I said would determine whether I lived to see daylight or not. I had no choice. In a soft voice, I told him what he wanted to hear. "I'm sorry, Hiren, I didn't think of it that way. I will marry you." "Good," he said. "Now turn around and give your fiancé the time of his life." I had read somewhere that some kind of hormones get released inside a male's body after having sex that makes them want to go to sleep. That was the only thought that gave me the will to go ahead and give Hiren the time of his life. Somehow make him remove the handcuffs, fuck his brains out and then, flee. I turned around to face him. He was sitting unabashedly in all his naked glory, legs spread wide, arms resting on his knees and his cock, semi-hard and dangling below his sagging belly. I had never seen an uglier sight. Hiren hadn't told me what to do and I was confused. I thought about it for a moment, while he looked at me intently, and decided to give him a blowjob. Maybe then, he'll fall asleep and won't fuck me. Moving in between his legs, I had to lie down on my stomach to access his cock. As I laid down, I tried to support my body on my elbows, but couldn't because of the one hand handcuffed to his. Expecting a no, I asked him if he could remove the handcuffed now that I had agreed to be his wife. To my utter surprise, and shock, he recovered his pants lying beside the bed and removed the key from it, unlocked the handcuffs and freed me. Fighting the urge to get up and make a dash for the door at that very moment, I smiled at him and took his cock in my hands. His groin was covered with hair and smelled filthy. The acrid smell was similar to the acrid taste I felt when I took him in my mouth. I lowered my head further as his cock started to get hard inside my mouth. This was just my second blowjob and I did what I had learned earlier that night. I rolled my tongue around its head, licked the entire length of his shaft, kissed it, bobbed up and down on it and stroked it with my hand. I had been at it for about two minutes when it hit me that I wasn't handcuffed to him and I had his cock in my mouth. You'll never have a better chance to escape! A sinister idea came to my mind and I didn't wait to think about it. Just do it. With almost half of his cock in my mouth, I opened my mouth wider and sunk my teeth into it. Hiren let out an ear-shattering scream, his body shook and his hands found my hair as I bite into cock as hard as I could. I didn't let go even when his hands started to pull my hair. It just made me bite harder, and I did. I started to almost masticate his cock, his cries of anguish making me do it harder and harder. Finally, I let go when I tasted blood. As I sat up on the bed, Hiren clutched his groin and rolled around in pain. His eyes were closed and he was crying, he didn't seem like he was even aware of what had happened. I sprang up, grabbed the pieces of clothes nearest to me and ran out. I had managed to grab my denims and his shirt, which I put on outside the house and made my way to the nearest police station. Thankfully, not all cops are bastards and Hiren and Pankaj were eventually booked and charged for rape and attempted murder.