14 comments/ 39716 views/ 79 favorites Guilty Pleasures: Preyed Upon By: May_I Hello loves, this is a one shot story that will be in a series called Guilty Pleasures. I will have varying stories that go in many different categories all within this series. I have had a mental block on my other two chaptered stories so until I can snap out of it I will be submitting whatever story happens to have my attention at the moment. I hope you guys like as this is my first time publishing in non-con. I would say that this story is very light compared to others in this category. As always message me feedback, rate and comment *mwuah* :heart: -I.M ***** Melissa never liked public transportation. She wasn't a snob by any means and actually appreciated the convenient form of transportation. She saved a ton of money on gas seeing as she lived in Briton with roommates, went to school in Mallard which was about an hour drive, and then worked across town in Sandy Springs which was another hour drive. Her little beat up 1999 Toyota would not be able to take all that mileage and even if it could she was barely making enough to pay all her bills and have a little chump change left over to do anything nice for herself. She hated public transportation because of the close proximity of everyone. She rarely got the chance to sit unless she was on a very late train coming from work so she stood mostly. When it was rush hour usually in the morning and the afternoon she felt packed like sardines. She never felt she was claustrophobic until she started taking the train. Currently Melissa stood sandwiched between two construction workers who she could tell were just off work. A woman in a business suit stood in front of her talking loudly about some deal she would be closing tomorrow. Somewhere to her left sat a young black kid who played blasting music from a speaker hooked up to his phone. She rolled her eyes at the loud noise knowing the music was not allowed unless wearing headphones. The train stopped at Canton Station. She sighed knowing she had another 20 minutes on the train before her stop. More passengers ushered in and if it could get any more congested it did. Someone bumped her hard and before she could turn around to see the culprit a heavy hand was placed on her shoulder with a smooth 'sorry' escaping the persons mouth. The hand released her quickly and she nodded her head at the stranger to let them know it was okay even though she couldn't see them. On this particular day the car she happened to be on had a busted light. It flickered a few times before giving out completely. The train was soon approaching a tunnel which usually encased it in complete darkness for a few minutes. Melissa stayed squished in the middle of the passengers and just kept to herself quietly. She felt some shifting behind her but thought nothing of it. As soon as the train went into the tunnel she felt a hard grab on her ass. She jumped at the roughness and tried to turn but it was too packed to do so. "What the hell?" She knew no one could hear her with the constant blaring of music from the boy's phone so she tried to turn again. She was able to turn her head but couldn't see anything in the near pitch blackness. She had been felt up on the train before and didn't like it one bit. She felt her anger rising and wanted so badly to find the culprit to give him a piece of her mind. The train jostled left and someone warm and hard pushed into her back. She froze as she felt hands rubbing along her thighs. Shit. This would just so happen be the day she decided to wear a skirt. She wiggled her hands down between the packed bodies so that she could grab whoever's hands were on her. Before she could reach them, the hands shot up her skirt and began playing with her ass. Melissa jumped and tried to pry away only to have the stranger's other hand pull her back against him hard. She could feel the hardness of his cock on her ass and she felt a sudden panic start to kick in. She began squirming and pulling away to no avail. She could feel the heat of the man's breath as it moved her hair. She suddenly felt warm lips on her neck and the hand squeezed her ass hard. The lips made their way up to her ear and she could hear the man's excited breathing. He was getting some sick pleasure off of this! "Mm I always imagined your ass would be like this. Nice and soft." Melissa gasped and began to renew her efforts at trying to get away. Did the sick pervert plan this? She began to open her mouth to scream but his hands clamped down over her lips. "No one is going to hear you sweetheart. Even if I did have the decency to let you yell that guy's music over there would drown you out. I love how this all came about." Abruptly the train stopped. A PA system came on inside the train. "Hello Transit costumers. This northbound train to Aderville is currently experiencing some technical difficulties. The train will be moving shortly and again sorry for the inconvenience." Melissa could hear a series of groans and curses and she felt like her worst nightmares were all coming true. She was stuck in a closed in tight dark space two seconds away from probably getting ass raped in the middle of a crowd. Melissa had been sweating since the encounter started and she felt a drop of perspiration roll down the middle of her spine. She tried to arch away from her tormenter only to have him pull her forcefully back. "It seems to me all the cards are in my favor today." Melissa felt his hands slide into her panties and couldn't help the grunt that escaped her as he roughly massaged her ass. He must be an ass man. That is the only thing that could explain this mistreatment of her derriere. Maybe he'd just play with her ass and then leave her alone. As soon as the hopeless thought left her mind his hands were inching forward to her pussy. She tried to clamp her legs shut and begin to squirm to get out of his grasp. She could feel his chest moving as if he was laughing. "Little one, if I want in to your moist depths I will gain entry. I suggest you stop fighting now unless you would like all these other upstanding citizens to witness you being molested." She felt hopelessness settle in her soul. They were on a dark super packed train with music blasting obnoxiously. He was stronger than her and even if somehow she was able to wriggle free she had nowhere to go. "See, everything will be easier if you just calm down." She felt his hands touch her pussy and couldn't help jumping at the contact. It had felt like years since she last had sex and having this stranger touching her private parts was making her sick. What type of sick fuck did this to unsuspecting women on a train? Before she knew it her mind was trying to make a picture of her perpetrator. She automatically pictured a black thug. But the quality of his voice made her think he may have had an education. His voice was smooth deep and had a gruff quality. Any other time she may have considered it sexy but right now it was making her sick and angry. Her mind became blank when she felt him brush against her clit. Once again she vigorously renewed her efforts. She thought to slam down on his foot but there were so many pairs of feet around her she doubted she hit his. She tried to throw her head back to head-butt him but this only seemed to renew his efforts at rubbing her clit. She knew she was dry as hell. No way could she ever be turned on by this. He was a complete stranger who may or may not have been off his medication. Unexpectedly she heard a chuckle from him. "I see your body is enjoying my ministrations." With horror she realized the tell-tell signs of her becoming aroused. She felt his hand slide down to her opening and was embarrassed to see he was able to slide in effortlessly due to the lubrication. This couldn't be right! She was not enjoying this! He had his hand knuckle deep into her now dripping wet pussy. She tried to pull away only to feel his cock in the middle of her ass crack. "All this movement you're doing is making me hot." His hand that was clamped around her mouth moved away. She felt shifting behind her and tried to pull away from him. She was able to get farther away from him than before but before she could rejoice in this feat he flipped up her skirt and pulled her back. He slowly kicked her legs apart and pulled her panties down to her knees. She was shocked to feel the heat of his cock nestled between her ass. At the realization that she was really going to be raped and this was not going to be a typical touch and leave situation she started to cry. "P-Please! You can't do this to me!" He clamped his hand over her mouth again and had her pulled tightly to his chest. She could feel his dick between her cheeks and pressed against his stomach. "Calm down. Although I would really love to fuck this little chocolate pussy now, I know it will have to wait." She didn't understand why this explanation calmed her so. He began to grind against her ass as he slowly massaged the walls of her pussy with his talented fingers. "Fuck I didn't think you'd be this wet. Mmm I dreamed of the day I'd get to play with this pussy." His words seemed to increase her wetness and she wanted so badly to go hide under a rock. What type of pervert was she if she was slowly getting turned on by this? She felt his dick slide towards her pussy and felt nausea hit her. He fucking promised! She should have expected this from a crazy ass train molester! She began to move again only for him to pull his hands away from her mouth and grab her hip with a brutal force. She winced as his fingers bit into her hip. "I'm not going to fuck you. I'm a man of my word. I just need a little lubrication." She felt his cock rub against her clit repeatedly. His head tickled at her entrance but never ventured in. She held her breath the entire time and finally released it when she felt him slide back between her ass cheeks. She then froze. Was he trying to fuck her ass? The realization that he was preparing for that spurred her into movement. She felt fear encase her. She had never done anal and didn't want to lose her "black cherry" to some demented psycho! His hand was back against her mouth pulling her back to her previous position hard against him. "Calm down you little slut. Didn't I say I'm not fucking you today? Now keep this shit up and I'll renege on my generous offer." She stilled instantly and couldn't help the tears that started. She hated feeling this trapped and vulnerable. If she could stab him in the face she would. She was grateful for the change in her mood because she felt her arousal go almost completely away. He began moving smoothly between her ass and she could feel his excited breath against her neck. His hand slid up her cashmere shirt and under her lace bra. She felt him tweak her left nipple hard and she let out a startled squeak. "Fuck this feels good." She could feel his cock sliding against her puckered hole and it sent a shock straight to her pussy. She let out an involuntary moan and couldn't understand why her body was suddenly overheating. She felt like she was covered in sweat. His tongue snaked out and licked her neck sending a chill up her back. She couldn't fucking believe this! He stopped tweaking her nipples and brought his hands back to her pussy. He rubbed her clit a few times before burying two fingers into her. "I didn't think you'd be this tight." Her eyes seemed to roll to the back of her head as he rubbed against a magical spot inside her. She couldn't help the moan that escaped her mouth. She felt his chuckle as he sped up his thrusting between her cheeks. "You like that you little slut? I knew you'd come around." His fingers were thorough in their exploration of her tight channel. She could feel the tingling of her orgasm and for a split second she actually wanted it. She didn't care if it was being forced onto her or that it was a stranger doing it. She just wanted to feel a sweet release she hadn't felt for a long time. She began moving her hips trying to thrust herself harder onto his fingers. His thrusting cock felt like it was swelling and she could hear his intake of breath and how it shuddered out against her skin. He was close, but so was she. He delved deeper inside of her pussy and then she felt him pressing against that magical spot again. What the hell was that? What could he possibly be poking at that could be sending her into overdrive? "Cum for me you little slut." At his words she couldn't stop the convulsing of her pussy. She let out a long moan as she had a much needed orgasm. She heard the guy growl and then he was thrusting between her with a new speed. Before she knew it he was coming on her ass and he bit down hard on her shoulder. She could feel the warm sticky cum spilling over the top of her ass. He pulled his soaked fingers from her abused hole and she could feel him stroking the rest of his cum out of his dick and onto her ass. He pulled away from her and stepped on her panties bringing them to the ground. He tapped her leg so that she would step out of them and she felt him lean down and grab them. She felt drained and wobbly on her two legs. She felt him pull down her skirt over her cum stained ass and pat her softly. "I'll see you real soon sweetheart." And with that he was gone. The train lurched forward suddenly and they were back on their scheduled path. Once the train broke from the tunnel and light flooded inside she began to search around frantically for the culprit. She only saw an array of different possible men and none looked like they would commit such an act. The woman in front of her went back to her phone conversation having lost signal in the tunnel and the young black guy continued to bob his head to his music. It was as if nothing ever happened. Like she imagined it all. But the stickiness on her ass said otherwise. She could feel it sliding down her leg and she so desperately wished he had the decency to leave her panties. Probably wanted to add it to his secret collection. The bastard! She remained in a trance as she awaited her stop. Once there she rushed off and briskly made her way to her car. She couldn't believe something like this happened to her. Yes she was grateful he didn't fuck her but the touching and probing were still violating. What made her feel the worst of all was the fact that she actually came from it. What did that say about her that she actually was aroused by his actions? She hurried and climbed into her car making sure all the doors were locked. Once she calmed herself she couldn't help the surge of tears that came. She just prayed she never saw him again. *** Melissa stared at her almost depleted bank account. Since that fateful day on the train she had been so paranoid that she started driving her car everywhere she went. She did not want to step foot back onto that train if she could help it. The incident had been almost two weeks ago but she felt scared out of her mind. She decided not to go to the police since she had not been officially penetrated and she decided to keep the episode to herself not wanting to explain to her roommates how she got off on a pervert using her like a cheap whore. She sighed as she made calculations in her head. She was spending almost twenty dollars a day to get to school and work. Back when she rode the train she used a monthly card that was paid for through a program by her school so she never had to pay. Now her bank account looked absolutely horrific and she was on her last 100 dollars. She looked at the clock and knew she had to make a decision fast. She was due into work in another two hours and she could not be late. Luckily it was Friday so she would only be taking the train this one day for a short while. But what if he still saw her? He did say he would see her soon. She made the executive decision to just suck it up and use the train. She would make it her mission to make sure the train was as safe as possible. She would ride the car that had the stationed officer. She would also make sure to sit and not stand. She would make sure all lights were in working order and that there was absolutely no loud music playing. Yes, this could work. She would just have to be super careful. Her plan made her feel all the more better. Once she parked her car and loaded the train she felt instantly okay. She was able to find a seat and was glad she was mostly surrounded by older people on their way to work. Once at her station she got off and was onto work feeling like her normal cheery self. -- Melissa had a great day at work and was extremely happy to see that riding the train wasn't as traumatizing as she expected. She reached home without a scare and made her way to her room. She stripped out of her uniform and inspected herself in the mirror. Her dark brown eyes were heavily lined with blue eye liner that she wiped off. Her plump lips were decorated with a bright blue lip stick that she also rubbed off. She scrubbed her face and once clean admired her work. Her normal chocolate skin stared back at her. She inspected herself making sure no new blemish appeared on her skin. Her plump cheeks seemed thinner and she attributed that to her lack of appetite after her little train fiasco. She pulled her hair out of its bun and reveled in the feel of her hair rolling over her shoulders. She made her way to her bathroom to take a quick shower when her roommate stopped her. "Melissa, me and Trixie have been talking and you've looked pretty tense lately. Come out with us tonight." Melissa usually didn't get out much and preferred to study for her classes. But being as she was in a great mood and in high spirits she agreed. The girl squealed and hugged her giving her a time for them to prepare to leave. -- Hours later Melissa appeared dressed in a form fitting body con dress. Her small B-cup breasts looked bigger as her wonder bra actually did wonders for her chest. Her ass looked plumped and delicious as usual and they tapered down into nice big thighs. She was always bottom heavy a trait she inherited from her mother. Her legs looked extremely long in the black pumps she sported and the nude dress color made her chocolate skin stand out even more. She decided to leave her hair undone as it sashayed around her mid back. She had been so proud to have gotten it this long having had trouble growing her hair since she was a teen because of the many chemicals and dyes she put in it. Her roommates slash friends hooted and hollered, cat-calling at her. She laughed and also commented on their cute outfits. Ronnie wore a form fitting dress as well but hers was way shorter stopping just under her ass. Trixie wore a jumpsuit that was open showing her tummy and ample amounts of cleavage. They both looked ready to fuck and Melissa for a split moment second guessed her outfit thinking she may have been overdressed. The two girls reassured her she looked amazing and they all left piling into a taxi. Ronnie assured Melissa the night was on them and she didn't have to pay for a thing so she was really able to relax. They pulled up to a new club that Melissa recalled Trixie raving about. Once out they walked to the front of the line and were in instantly. The club was a mixture of different ethnicities so Melissa didn't feel out of place. As they walked in a hip-hop song blared over the speakers and the girls instantly started their night of fun. -- Melissa couldn't remember the last time she had so much fun! She felt like all her problems were being melted away as she sipped on a free drink and gyrated to the music. She had lost count of how many men she danced with and Ronnie and Trixie were both with their own respective partners. A loud reggae song began to blare out and she saw more people make their way to the dance floor. She was smack dab in the middle and felt it grow even more packed. She felt a warm body press against her and hands slide down to her waist. She began gyrating on the person not caring who it was just enjoying the song and wanting to express it through dance. After a while she felt the guy kiss her neck and she tried to pull away only to be held forcefully to him. Guilty Pleasures: Preyed Upon A chill went down her spine and she felt a small inkling of fear. This felt all too familiar. "Well well well, if I'd known I could get you like this I would have waited to satisfy my urges on the train." Her heart felt like it would explode. No not again! It couldn't be! She tried to pull away only to have him hold onto her in a vice grip. She opened her mouth to scream only to have him cover it with a hand as he continued to move them as if they were dancing. "I would suggest you not do that. I would hate to have to get angry with you and do something we both regret." He moved his hand from her mouth and continued to grind against her ass. She felt like she was going to be sick. "Why are you doing this? You got what you wanted now leave me alone." "I haven't nearly gotten what I wanted. If we're being honest what I want is to be buried in your delectable little pussy." She let out a shaky breath as she felt herself getting light-headed. This shit felt surreal. Why was no one seeing this? She looked around to survey the area and noticed that everyone was deep in dance dry humping the next person. The music was deafening and the lights were off with only a few colorful laser beams decorating the place. She tried to pull away only to have him pull her closer. She could feel his dick swelling. "You can't fuck me in the middle of a club." "Hmm I could if I really wanted to. But luckily for you I'm trying to be a gentlemen." She tried to will her heart to stop beating so loudly. She could almost hear it drowning out the music as she felt herself going into overdrive. She needed to get out of there. She'd be damned if she allowed this to happen to her again. She dug her nails into his hand and yanked away from him. He released her with ease and she spun around to get a good look at her attacker. What she saw almost shocked her. He was a very decent looking white man. He looked to be in his early 30s and he was dressed very casually in black slacks and a black button up. She tried to assess him in the dark further but saw she couldn't make out much else. He smiled at her and she felt like a lamb being watched by a wolf. She tried to walk away only to have his hand grab her arm and pull her into him. Her breasts were pressed hard into his chest and she looked up into his face deducing he must be at least 6'0 or more since she was 5'9 in heels and still had to crane her neck to look at him. She could now feel his dick rubbing against her stomach and she wanted so badly to knee him. As if seeing her thoughts she watched his eyes narrow at her as his hands tightened on her arm. "Try it and I'll severely punish you." Her mouth gaped open like a fish and she tried with renewed interest to get away from this psycho. He began pulling her from the floor as she tried her hardest to fight him. She had tripped and almost fell but luckily his hand shot out and grabbed her waist holding her steady against him. Once out of the crowded part he dragged her down a hall as she yanked and yelled for him to release her. He pushed her into the men's restroom locking the door behind him. Now that they were in better lighting she was able to see him clearly. He was very handsome even to her. She usually did not find interest in white men but she could admit he was a looker. But more importantly he didn't look like someone who would do something like this. He looked like a clean shaved business professional who should have a trophy wife on his arm and money in his account to live a pampered life. His hair was a dark blonde almost sandy brown. It was wavy and stopped around his collar. His eyes were a very dark brown almost black and the look in them scared her. He had a very well defined face structure which made him look like a no nonsense kind of man. His body wasn't too big but it wasn't skinny. She could tell he ran or maybe swam often by his physique. His mouth was plump with his bottom lip being a little fuller then his top. All in all he looked like he could have any bitch in there but he was tormenting her! "So you're the guy from the train?" "Yes." She couldn't stop her hand if she wanted to. It shot out and landed on his cheek which began to redden instantly. She felt satisfaction at feeling her hand colliding against his face. She wanted to do so much more but since a knife nor a gun were in her immediate vicinity her hand just had to do. His eyes seemed to darken if that was even possible and he grabbed her so quickly she almost didn't register it. "I'll let that slide since I'm sure you may be a little traumatized from our initial meet and greet." "What the hell do you want with me! You look like you can get any woman in here yet you're in here kidnapping me and probably trying to have an encore." "I would very much love an encore." She felt his hands trying to snake up her dress. She pushed away and with all her strength slammed her foot down onto his. He let out a yelp and grabbed his foot hopping away. She smiled triumphantly and made her way towards the door unlocking it. "Stay the hell away from me!" She rushed out and hurriedly made her way through the crowd searching for her friends. She felt hands grab her and jumped ready to scream until she realized it was a different man. He smiled at her and asked her to dance. She really was in no mood with that psycho rapist running around but she didn't want to be rude and plus the guy looked big enough to protect her if need be. She spotted her friends nearby and deduced it would be a quick dance then she'd leave. She began gyrating on the dude who in turn held onto her waist. She heard a moan escape his mouth and was not surprised to feel him getting hard. Suddenly he stopped and she could hear faint talking behind her. She turned to see what was going on and with horror saw Mister Rapist talking with the guy. Mister Rapist looked pissed and she overheard something about girlfriend and kicking ass. She tried to move away only to have him grab her arm. She hit at it and tried to pull away only to have the guy she was dancing with step in. "If she doesn't want to leave with you man she doesn't have to." "I'd suggest you mind your own fucking business." "Make me." Melissa didn't like where this was going and before she could make her move to leave she saw Mister Rapist punching the other guy in the face. The man went crumbling to the ground immediately and Melissa couldn't help her scream. Not only was he a rapist but a possible murderer! Before she could run away he grabbed her and jerked her towards him. They were out of the building in no time and she was screaming and yelling for him to let her go. He picked her up with little to no effort and had her over his shoulder. The security and bouncers looked ready to intervene until she heard a colorful lie leaving his tongue. "My girlfriend had a little too much to drink and now is acting kind of irate." "Are you sure she's fine?" "We had a little disagreement before coming here and she's been pissed the entire time. You know how women are." "That I do. Well you get home safely." "What the fuck! I do not know this man! Can't you see he's—" A hard smack landed on her ass silencing her with a hiccup. The bouncers chuckled and bid her rapist a farewell before returning to their duties. She was taken to a car and thrown into the backseat. She scurried up and tried to open the door and saw that she couldn't get out. He had the fucking child lock on! Before she could try the other side he was hopping in and his eyes were drilling into her. Why did she feel like a little kid in trouble? She scurried as far against the door and away from him as possible. This couldn't be happening! Please lord just let her be having a nightmare. "Thank you for that little tantrum you threw back there. I haven't had that much fun in pursuing a conquest in forever." A dark smile graced his face and his perfectly aligned white teeth seemed to glint in what little light was allowed in the car. "Please, I don't know what you are trying to achieve by doing this but I really am not interested." "It doesn't matter if you are. What matters is that I'm worked up now thanks to you and you're the closest fuck hole in the vicinity." She was horrified. Not as his words but at the way her pussy throbbed at him talking to her like this. "I'm not a fucking whore! I don't know where you get off talking to me like one!" He was over on her side of the car in a second with his hand wrapped tightly around the back of her neck. She knew she probably looked like a dear in headlights but what else was she supposed to do! He ran his other hand down her face looking at her features and she closed her eyes out of fear. She felt his fingers trace her eyes and nose before tracing her lips. "Close up you're like a work of art. These lips are to die for." She opened her eyes and found his face only centimeters from hers. She pulled away only to have him lean in further and press his lips against hers. She tried to stay as stiff as possible and not open to him. She felt him chuckle against her mouth and then she felt his hand press against her breast. Somehow he was able to find her nipple through her bra and he squeezed hard making her gasp and open to him. She felt his thick tongue slide into her mouth and she could instantly taste mint. He began exploring her mouth and he tried coaxing her tongue out to play. She wouldn't oblige and he finally pulled away. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and felt a shudder roll down her spine. She was not at all amused by this. "Can you let me go? What part of no and not interested don't you get?" She watched his eyes as they seemed to eat her alive. That little lamb feeling began to creep over her again as she watched the big bad wolf lick his chops at her. She felt his hands began to rub her thighs and she slapped them away. "Don't fucking touch me!" "Melissa—" "How do you know my name?" The car was deathly silent as he stared at her blankly. For a second she would have thought he didn't hear her but she knew better. She crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes at him. How the hell did he know her anyway? "I have my sources." "Are you stalking me?" His lovely laugh blanketed the car and she would have thought it sexy if not for the impending rape in her future. "God no. Do you think I have that kind of time? I do have a business to run. Granted, I do have a private investigator on my payroll who gives me reports on you from time to time." Her mouth was gaped open. He had someone watching her! "Don't look like that. It's just a little hobby of mine that I like partaking in sometimes. Reading your file always seems to calm me when I'm at my worst." "M-My file?" "Oh yes, I have an entire catalogue dedicated to you. For instance, I know you are 22 working on your Masters in human relations. You lost your virginity at 18. You have only had two sexual partners. You are on birth control although the last time you had sex was well over a year ago. You also—" "W-What? How do you even know all of this!" "Sweetie I have money. And with money comes privileges that I do take full advantage of. Getting your doctor records were far from hard. Finding out your sexual history was even easier." Melissa couldn't believe she was hearing this. Here it is this complete stranger had her locked away in a car and was telling her he had been watching her for a while. This was crazy! This was something out of a movie. "I know it may come as a surprise to you but I am really quite normal and successful. I know I could easily have any women in that club tonight but the only one I want is fighting me tooth and nail." "You're damn right. And I'll keep fighting because I do not like you and I can see right now you're nothing but a pig who's used to having the world grovel at his feet." She was so angry she felt she would explode. That's exactly why she didn't like him. Aside from the molestation and kidnapping he gave off a smug arrogance she couldn't stand. She was a struggling college student who went hungry most days and had to survive off of ramen noodles while this ass was going around tormenting young girls at whim. She probably wasn't the first. He probably targeted women in her situation who couldn't fight back or lacked the resources to do so. "You really know how to get under my skin don't you." He grasped her ankle and pulled her down. Before she knew it she was on her back staring up at the luxury interior of his car. She was on leather seats and could see tinted windows. She felt hatred bubbling up into her. "You may do whatever you want with my body but just know I will never ever like this or submit to the likes of you." She watched the predatory grin dance across his face. She could read the challenge in his eyes and knew he was the type that loved a chase. "Very well then." She felt him drag her dress up to her chest. She was on full display to his hungry gaze as he watched her thong cover her small pussy and disappear between her thick thighs. He spread her legs and lifted them. She heard a groan as his eyes watched her plump ass swallow her thong. He grasped it and pulled almost ripping it clean off. She watched as he pocketed her favorite pair and she felt anger wash over her. "Those are my favorite pair!" "Get over it." She opened her mouth to retort when she felt him land a wet opened mouth kiss on her pussy lips. She couldn't help the gasp that left her. His mouth felt like it was devouring her entire pussy. He sucked hard on her lips and she was sure he would leave a bruise. He wiggled a tongue through her swollen lips and she felt his fat tongue do a long sweep from the opening of her pussy to her clit. The sensation was too much and her hands went immediately to his hair to pull him away. He sat up with a Cheshire grin and put his hands in his pockets bringing her thong out again. "Let me give you these back since you were so adamant about it." He grabbed her wrists and began tying her hands together. He lifted them over her head and tied the remaining loop to the door handle. She was effectively made handless and she let out a snarl as she tried to yank them down. "Well you asked for them." "You bastard! Let me go!" He sent a hard smack to her vagina that caused her clit to vibrate and she shut up instantly as she glared at him. He smiled and went back to his previous activity, kissing her pussy gently as if to say sorry for hitting it. He pushed her legs back and this time she felt his tongue lap at her puckered anus. "Ugh! Please not there!" He ignored her and continued to tongue her ass. He pushed in and she could feel her little sphincter giving way to his probing tongue. She'd never had any man lick her ass and she felt her pussy swelling with excitement. He finally relented and released her legs. Her ass rested on the seat once again and she was heavily breathing not understanding when her body became so responsive. Sex never felt like this with either of her exes and she remembered neither even knowing how to do fellatio on a woman. He began lapping at her pussy again in long strokes. She felt his tongue pushing into the opening of her vagina and with utter dismay she felt him began to fuck her with his tongue. "Please! Stop!" She pulled at her restraints willing her precious thong to break or tear but it wouldn't budge. He was sucking hard on her clit while two of his fingers were buried in her dripping slit. She couldn't believe how wet she was. His fingers twirled and then they hit that magical spot within her. She let out a low moan and through no control of her own felt her hips lift to meet his face. He immediately pulled away and she was ashamed and shocked that she wanted him to continue. He stared down at her expectantly. She was panting heavily with her legs splayed open and pussy glistening on display for the world. Her breasts heaved with each breath she took and he loved the look of utter lust that now graced her face. Her long hair was in a disarray and he could see the muscles in her arms straining as she pulled at the door. She was right where he wanted her. He'd never seen a more beautiful sight. Melissa watched as he leaned over and untied her from the door. He pulled her up so that she was sitting on her ass still facing him. She watched as he began to undo his belt and unzip his slacks. He reached in and pulled out a beautiful cock. Melissa looked away. She could not think of his cock as beautiful! It was supposed to be horrifying and disgusting! "Look at me." She turned back his way and their eyes connected. She could tell he was past the point of no return and that he was ready to bust his nut. "I'm going to fuck that little mouth of yours now." Melissa put on a stoic face. She wouldn't let him get to her. Little did he know she had a little surprise for him. He pulled her head to his lap putting her on her knees and eye level with his dick. It looked to be about seven inches and thick. It may have been as thick as her wrist and he had a nice pink fat head. It looked angry and was heavily veined and seemed to be turning purple and she got satisfaction from thinking he was in pain from this. He pulled her lips to his dick and instructed her to lick. She stuck out her tongue hesitantly and began lapping at his dick. He loved feeling her small tongue licking his cock. She even had the decency to lap at his pee slit which turned him on immensely. His dick was leaking more pre-cum then he could ever remember and he was ready to be in her throat. He grabbed a handful of her hair and began to slowly push his cock into her mouth. He loved watching the way her pretty brown lips spread wide over his white cock. This picture was the most erotic he'd ever seen. He felt her shift and he pushed a few more inches in. She'd caused such a ruckus inside the club he wanted to punish her. He was going to fuck her face until she pleaded for him to stop. He began pushing more of his cock into her mouth. When he felt she was off guard he jammed the last three inches into her mouth effectively trying to gag her. When he didn't feel not even a cough or struggle from her it puzzled him. He pulled out of her mouth only to have her spit in his face. "That's right you sick fuck. Did you think you were going to get pleasure out of gagging me? Well I have no gag reflex, so you can try your sick little fantasy on someone else!" He wiped his face where her spit landed and felt his erection grow harder and his mood take a nosedive for the worst. He couldn't help the violence that began to run through his veins but he definitely knew how to solve it. He grabbed her roughly by the neck and brought her face mere inches from his. "I can tell you need to be treated like the little whore you are. And I'm here to teach you that much needed lesson." He pushed her onto the carpeted floor of his car. She was now on her knees as he sat on the seat. She looked up at him and saw a new vicious look in his eyes that sent a throbbing to her vagina. He pulled her by her hair roughly to his lap. "Be a good little slut and make me cum. In fact—" He used his foot to push her tied hands down to the ground. "Play with yourself as I fuck this pretty little mouth. And don't you dare cum until I say so." He placed the head of his cock into her mouth as a few tears managed to escape and roll down her cheeks. She began sucking and licking the head of his cock as her fingers toyed with her pussy. She felt humiliated and couldn't for the life of her understand why this was happening. Guilty Pleasures: Preyed Upon "Keep those eyes on me." A new wave of mortification washed over her as she brought her eyes to meet his. His smile didn't reach his eyes and he proceeded to shove more of his cock into her mouth. Before she knew it his balls rested on her chin and his cock was deep down her throat. He closed his eyes and let out a deep moan. "Fuck I should have done this a long time ago." He began thrusting in and out of her throat. She was never able to swallow so saliva quickly filled her mouth and spilled out onto the tops of her breasts. His pace sped up and she prayed it wouldn't be much longer. Her fingers seemed to have a mind of their own and she felt her impending orgasm. He finally opened his eyes and looked at her. He could see the despair and desire written all over her face. He knew he wouldn't last much longer. "Go ahead and cum with my cock down your throat you little slut." As if on cue Melissa began coming around her fingers. She let out a deep moan that tickled his dick. He loved the vibration and sped up fucking her throat as if it was a second pussy. After a few seconds he felt his balls tingling and drawing up. He pulled out of her throat but left the head of his cock in her mouth. He began spurting thick ropey semen onto her tongue. "Drink every drop." Her eyes pleaded with him but he made sure to stay plugged into her mouth until he felt the pulling action of her swallowing. Once finished he pulled out of her mouth with a groan and laid back against the seat watching her. Her hair was a mess and her lips were swollen. The shame in her eyes only turned him on and he wished he could fuck her already but knew he needed a better setting and this wasn't it. "I'm taking you home." "My friends—" "Are probably already gone." "But I don't—" "Want me to know where you live? If I can get a hold of your doctor records finding out where you live is child's play." He saw the glare she sent his way and then she looked away not liking the way he made her feel when he looked at her that way. "Can you at least untie my hands?" She held her tied wrists up and he easily untied them. With a quickness he grabbed the thong and pocketed it once again. He heard the angry snarl as she moved away from him swiftly and fixed her hair and pulled down her dress. Her arms were folded across her chest as she stared angry daggers out of the window. He got out and hopped in the driver's seat. Turning on the car he turned on some soothing jazz music and made his way to her apartment. *** Melissa felt like complete shit. Although the incident in the club happened nearly a month ago she couldn't get thoughts of it out of her mind. Her molester had dropped her off at her house and before he could get any words out she was out of his car slamming the door and running up the stairs leading to her apartment in no time. She didn't want to hear his voice or get some half-assed explanation of why he was doing this to her. Or worse, she definitely did not want to hear about a round three coming anytime soon. Ever since that night she'd been holed up inside of her apartment. She rarely went anywhere only chancing the store a few times for food. She drove to work and school religiously but soon had to revert back to public transportation because her car gave out on her. She felt like she was going to cry finding herself angry, tired, and without a vehicle. All because of that asshole! She growled and pulled her pillow over her face screaming into it. How was he able to ruin her life so effectively and he hadn't even so much as fucked her! She should have called the police by now but what would she say? "Hello 911? Yes, I've been sexually assaulted by this strange business professional who knows everything about me. He happens to randomly pop up and molest me from time to time. Ma'am how long has this been going on? For about one and a half months. And you just decided to call us?" Before she could even gather the nerve to explain her line of thinking she'd be hanging up. She sat up and made her way to her bathroom. She stared into the mirror at her fresh skin and thanked God that her appearance hadn't changed too drastically. She was getting smaller and not by choice. A combination of stress, fear, and lack of food could do that to a person. She held up her arms inspecting herself then turned around and peered at her ass. Yep, it was getting smaller just as she expected. She sighed and made her way back to the room deciding if she would do laundry or houseclean. Her cell phone began ringing and she peered down at the unknown number. Her heart did a leap at the prospect that it could be him. Don't be silly Melissa! You haven't heard from him in a month. Obviously he has moved on and found someone new to torment. She snatched her phone off the charger and pressed it on. "Hello?" "Hi! Is this Miss Anderson?" "Yes this is she." "Why hello, my name is Sunny Anne and I'm calling from Massage Heaven to let you know you are our contest winner!" Melissa thought back and remembered she signed up for a free massage that her school was advertising a few months ago at career day. She didn't think she could possibly win and now was pleasantly surprised to see she was wrong. "Really! I had no idea. It was so long ago I thought you guys had already found a winner." "Yes, well we try to go through all our submissions fairly before choosing the right one. Luckily out of thousands of people you are it!" "Thank you so much!" "You're welcome Miss Anderson. Now about the prize. You signed up for a free hour massage but if you act now you can have two hours free of charge." "What would I need to do?" Melissa couldn't contain her excitement. She never won anything in her life and to find out she won an all-expense paid massage made her feel special. She needed this to get her out of her funk and hopefully back to feeling normal. "Well Miss Anderson we have an open slot for tomorrow afternoon. If you take this slot although it is last minute you will be given an additional free hour. What do you say?" Melissa racked her brain to see if she had anything possible to do. Since she had become a hermit all her homework was finished ahead of time and this would be the first Sunday she had off work in a long time. "Yes I will be available. What times are open?" "I have a six o'clock that would be perfect for you. We run an aromatherapy special around this time so I can add it to your massage free of charge." After a few more minutes of particulars Melissa was off the phone with Sunny and bumbling around the house with a newfound happiness. She was scheduled to have a nice deep tissue massage with lavender aromatherapy. She was so excited she couldn't wait and proceeded to busy herself to make the day go by faster. -- Sunday seemed to take forever to get there. Melissa sat humming in Trixie's passenger seat as her friend escorted her to the massage place. Once they arrived Trixie made her promise to relax and told her she would be back at 8:30 on the dot to pick her up. Melissa thanked her and walked inside the massage parlor. She immediately liked the atmosphere and felt soothed. The lights were dimmed giving it a romantic vibe. Soft sounds of ocean waves played in the background and the air smelled of mixed aromatherapy. She walked over to the receptionist happy to see it was Sunny. Sunny gave her a clipboard to fill out before going to her room. She was done within fifteen minutes and sat waiting patiently until Sunny signaled her to follow her to the back. Once inside of her room she noticed the room was slightly darker then the waiting room. A large folded down table sat in the middle of the room with thick towels adorning it. She saw a makeshift waterfall aligning the wall and soft nature sounds permeated the air. She also saw what seemed to be a station filled with different exotic oils and lotions. "Alright Miss Anderson, strip down to your level of comfortableness. If you would like to be completely nude that is okay as well. Once ten minutes have expired your massage therapist will come in. Just lay on that there table and soon you'll be in a world of your own." "Thanks Sunny." The pretty petite brunette smiled and closed the door quietly. Melissa began to strip contemplating whether she should go all the way or leave her bra and panties. She decided on the former deducing that she should enjoy this as much as possible since there was no telling if she would be able to afford anything like this in the near future. She laid on the table as instructed and closed her eyes feeling all her problems floating away. She heard the door open and then a small click as it was locked. She heard heavy footsteps approach and then stop beside her. A hand moved down her side causing her to jump. She tried to turn her head to greet her therapist but she was effectively maneuvered until her head was faced down cocooned into the head piece attached to the table. She immediately started willing herself to not be tense so that she could enjoy this. She felt another feathery swipe down her side but this time she remained still. She could hear the squirting of lotion and then the hands were kneading and working her tense shoulders. She could easily see why they called this place Massage Heaven. That's exactly where she felt she was as she began to relax. She felt like putty in this experienced therapist's hands. The strong hands worked their way down her back and then her ass pressing and squeezing her deliciously. She assumed the therapist was a man because every so often she would hear a grunt. Once she thought she heard a groan but knew that couldn't be right. Therapists were used to rubbing down all sorts of women's bodies so she doubted hers stirred anything within anyone. She continued to relax as she released a deep sigh when she felt his hands dig into her calf muscles. They worked the tense kinks there before moving to her feet and circling her ankles. The experienced hands began making their way back up her body lingering on her ass. She didn't complain because the touch was so gentle yet firm that she felt herself falling asleep. She thought she only blinked but in actuality she had fell asleep for a few minutes because now she was on her back and blindfolded she tried to reach up to pull it off but was stopped with a quick 'don't move'. Her mind blanked and she could have sworn she knew this voice from somewhere. Where did she know that voice? She squirmed again to get the man to talk but this time he said nothing and continued to massage her. She shut up as she felt him circling her small mounds with his rough hands. A small thrill went to her belly as she felt her nipples get tweaked hard. She'd never had a massage before but she was sure this wasn't supposed to be in it. Were they allowed to touch places like that? Well he did massage her ass, maybe this is part of the all-inclusive special. She finally shut out her worried thoughts and made herself go back to a calm state so that she could enjoy this. The strong hands worked their way down to her stomach and plied at her knotted tummy. The sensation felt really good and she let out a deep content sigh. The hands brushed over her vagina softly giving it a quick rub before pressing and kneading her thick thighs. She couldn't help the moan that escaped her as she felt the soreness in her thighs melting away. He lifted one of her legs and she squirmed at the cool air that touched her pussy. Was she wet from this? She tried to pull her leg out of his grasp but he held onto it with ease and began working her calves and feet once again. She finally gave up and remained perfectly still deciding to just relish in the touches. It wasn't like there was any way for him to tell that she was dripping wet from his attentions. "I've really missed this pretty little pussy." All ideas of safety and calm shattered when she realized who the voice belonged to. She yanked her leg out of his grasp and scrambled up the table. Her fingers deftly sought after the blindfold which she ripped off of her face. In front of her stood her rapist. Her tormenter. Had he not gotten everything he could possibly get out of her? What was he doing here and how the hell did he get back there? She felt bile rise in her throat at the realization that this may have all been staged. She didn't win anything but a first class ticket onto his sick little playground. She hopped off the table ready to dash to the door before finding him standing in front of it. "You're not going anywhere. I've been very, very patient with you. Now it's time for me to get a real taste of you." "Don't come near me! I'll scream!" "Go ahead sweetie. We're in a noise insulated room. No noise gets in and no noise gets out. Plus as I can tell you have another," he looked down at his watch, "hour and a half left of your treatment. Sunny has left on her break and won't be back until you're done. There are no other therapists or costumers at this time so I really doubt anyone will hear you scream." His eyes drilled into her and she hated the hopeless feeling that snaked around her. He knew he had her like all the other times. Trapped, helpless, and terrified. The only difference was that they were completely alone and she didn't want to think of what he could possibly do to her. "P-Please. I-I can't keep doing this with you! I just want my normal life. I don't deserve this." For a moment she thought maybe she had seen regret flash across his features but that thought was crushed when it was replaced with a predatory grin. "You do deserve this Melissa." He approached her and she rounded the massage table putting as much space between them as possible. "I don't deserve this! I've never done anything wrong to you!" "You've done many things wrong to me." Her face was a mask of confusion. She was very sure she never knew this guy before these chain of incidents started to take place. She didn't know what he could possibly be talking about. "What have I done? I'll apologize right now if it means you'll let me go!" She saw a very complacent look settle over his features. He smiled a real genuine smile that left her speechless but even more terrified. "I've been dreaming of this day since I saw you a few months ago. Six if you want me to be exact. That little café you work inside is where I first saw you. You actually served me a few times, but I guess I never piqued your interests enough for you to remember me." "I do my job like I'm supposed to. There is no fraternizing with the costumers allowed." "Believe me I understand completely. But the handful of times I saw you were wearing me thin. For the life of me I couldn't understand why I was so enraptured by you." Melissa began circling the bed as he began pacing near her. She wanted as much space as possible from him and if she kept him talking long enough maybe Sunny would be back in time to stop this. "At first I did really believe that I was so taken by you because of the delectable color of your skin. It's like a rich chocolate and I had never been with a black woman before. So to get you out of my system I started a fucking spree. You don't know how many women are looking for you to thank you right now." "They can surely have you." He ignored her and edged closer. "Fucking them seemed to take the edge off. But only a little. Each black pussy I found myself in seemed to lose its charm day after day until it got to the point where I no longer wanted it. I thought I had cured myself of you. That's when I went to your job to see you one final time. But as soon as I saw you it was like my urges came back ten-fold and I knew after that day I wouldn't be whole again until I fucked you." Melissa's heart felt like it was going to burst out of her chest. He did plan on fucking her! She glanced at the door only to realize he still was too close to it. "I thought maybe once I had a small taste of you I could maybe leave you alone. The train incident only spurred me on and after that little talent I discovered you had in the backseat of my car I really knew then that I had to have you." Her eyes darted over to his as he watched her closely. She felt like she was his prey and he was the predator. The way he made the hairs on the back of her neck stand made her uncomfortable. "But I don't want this. This is rape! You can't force someone to reciprocate your feelings!" "I'm not forcing you to do anything. You're the one who came from my fingers being buried in your tight little cunt and you're also the one who came from my cock being in your throat." "I still never once asked for any of this! You forced yourself onto me and of course I can't control what my body is feeling even if it's coming from an asshole like you!" The silence that she was greeted with didn't calm her at all. Nature sounds filled the air and if not for this man staring back at her she would have been calmed by the atmosphere of the room. "I'm going to fuck you Melissa. Either you can cooperate or you can fight me. The choice is yours." "I-I don't even know your fucking name! How am I supposed to willingly fuck you and I don't even know who you are?" "My name is Warren. Now are we done with the casualties?" Melissa felt tears streaming down her face at the realization that she couldn't stop this. She didn't want to be raped and she damn sure didn't want to submit to this asshole. "I'm not agreeing to this! You do not have any rights to my body!" He was around the table in a second and Melissa didn't have enough time to even squeak. He grabbed her by her ass and lifted her up. She automatically wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms shot around his neck in order for her to not fall. Their faces were only centimeters apart and both of their heavy breaths mingled in the close vicinity. "I have every right to play with this pussy any way I see fit. You belong to me now Melissa. No games, no bullshit. You are mine." "I'm not an object for you to possess Warren!" She felt so angry that he was talking to her as if she were a simpleton. As if he owned her just because he simply wanted her. He may have taken her orgasms from her but she would be damned if she admitted to belonging to him like she was some damn pet. His lips crushed hers and she gasped at the suddenness of his actions. She felt his thick tongue force its way into her mouth. She tried to pull away but he had one of his hands in her hair forcing her to stay put. She held onto him for dear life not wanting to fall and he had free range of his other hand to find her breast and to squeeze her nipples. She felt electricity zip to her clit and couldn't understand what was happening to her body. His tongue danced in her mouth and she suddenly felt her tongue take on a mind of its own as it began to intertwine with his. She felt his moan as he deepened the kiss and the way he was working her nipples made her feel like she would cum soon. He pulled away and sent a devilish smile her way. "I see that aphrodisiac I rubbed into your skin is working." Melissa couldn't help her dismay. She shouldn't have been so surprised that a rapist would possibly drug her but that explained why her body was slowly heating up and her pussy felt on fire. "Y-You drugged me?" He lifted her onto the table and sat her down. He slowly backed away from her and she watched as he began to strip. Her body didn't feel like her own and she couldn't understand why her mouth was watering at the sight of his dick. "I had to ensure that you wanted everything that was going to happen today. I don't need you running off to the authorities telling them a story of how I kidnapped and raped you." Guilty Pleasures: Preyed Upon She watched as he sat down in a big plush chair that sat in a corner. His eyes worked her over and she could see him practically devouring her. Her body temperature seemed to be increasing indefinitely and she felt her skin grow clammy. Her pussy seemed to be turning into an inferno as it warmed and pulsed out of her control. "When you say you want me, I'll be happy to satisfy your urges." "F-Fuck you." She could read the amusement over his face. He reclined back in his chair and she watched as his head rolled back. She couldn't take the silence or the impending buildup of her arousal. She hopped down from the table and made her way over to the door. She tried to open it and noticed it locked with a key. When she looked back at him he dangled the keys from his fingers and threw them on top of his clothes with a triumphant smile. Melissa needed a drink. She felt her hydration slowly slipping from her as her body seemed to cook her from the inside out. She looked around for anything she could possibly drink and noticed a cold bottle of water near Warren. He tracked her eyes and grabbed the water bottle and dropped it behind his chair. She scowled at him and stomped back to the table and hopped back on. She sat glaring at him as he lazily perused her. Her body didn't feel right. On top of the unbearable heat was a tingling sensation that was distracting. Her clit felt like it was being tickled along with her anus and pussy opening. Even her nipples were pointed and at attention. She closed her eyes trying to will her body to calm down when a small orgasm rocked her. Her eyes flew open and she let out a low moan as she held her stomach and bent forward. "I see the little drug is finally kicking in." Melissa panted and sat upright as the mini orgasm she had left her disoriented. What the hell did he give her? "I'm ready whenever you are." Melissa ignored his jeering and continued to focus on breathing and calming herself. No more than two minutes had passed before she found herself having another orgasm. Her toes curled and back arched as the orgasm raced from her pussy to the rest of her body. "Oh God..." Her breaths came out in hurried puffs before she looked over at Warren who seemed to be thoroughly pleased by what she was going through. She felt like she wanted to crawl out of her skin. Her nipples were now too sensitive and even the air had them aching. Her pussy was dripping uncontrollably and she could feel a small puddle forming under her. Her body was covered in sweat and her heart seemed to be putting in overtime as it nearly beat out of her chest. She felt like she was going insane. "P-Please." "Please what?" "M-Make it stop. I-I ca—" Before she could finish her sentence another orgasm racked her body. This one was stronger than the last and she could feel the juices squirt out of her quaking pussy. Her nipples seemed to tighten and her body was turning into mush. "Please make it stop!" "First I need to hear the magic words." "Warren please don't make me." She looked up desperately at him and saw that same hungry look like many times before. She could see his cock was hard and angry ready to punish her. She so badly needed whatever this was to stop. Her body felt like it was about to give out on her. "Say it or I leave you locked in here like this." Angry tears started to stream down her face. She could feel humiliation bloom within her as another orgasm approached and she felt like her world was going to come crashing down. "Fuck me...please." He was up and over at her side swiftly. He pulled her off the table and pushed her onto her knees. She was now eye level with his cock and she felt an unbelievable hunger take over her. She grabbed his cock and begin pumping as her mouth neared. She felt his hands on her shoulders push her to stop. She felt his fingers under her chin pulling her head up. His phone was above her and she knew he had to be recording her. Shame washed over her and her tears seemed to continue to come in torrents. "Melissa are you consenting to what we are about to do?" "Warren—" "Answer the question." "Y-Yes." "So you do in fact want me to fuck you?" "Yes." "Say it." She closed her eyes as she felt her face heat up. Another orgasm raced through her body and she let out an involuntary moan as she felt her juices begin to seep out of her pussy and down her thighs. "Fuck me Warren, please!" She heard his chuckle as he threw his phone back onto his pile of clothes. He pulled her mouth harshly onto his dick and begin to pump into her mouth slowly. She felt her tongue dancing across the head of his cock and couldn't help the pleasure that overtook her as she tasted his pre-cum. It immediately began to soothe her burning mouth and she hungrily begin to suck him wanting to have his cum inside her to cool her burning heat. She slurped sloppily on his cock and relished in the steady motion that seemed to distract her from her own predicament. She could feel his cock swelling and knew he would be coming soon. Before she could get him into her throat he pulled out of her starving mouth causing her to nearly scream. "Hungry little slut are we?" Her face felt on fire as she looked into his chocolate pools. She never hated someone this much in her life. She had also never wanted to fuck someone this badly either. He pulled her and placed her back on the massage table. Her pussy aligned perfectly with his cock and she felt her excited breaths slip past her lips. He stepped forward and rubbed the head of his cock against her clit. She let out a sigh as she felt the heat within her lower. He begin to rub all over her pussy as if marking her. A few times he'd slip over her opening and she'd let out a frustrated growl at his painstakingly slow movements. He thumped her clit a few times and she couldn't take it anymore. "Could you fuck me already!" She wanted to wipe the smirk off his face. He leaned in and captured her mouth in a searing kiss that left them both breathless as their tongues dueled. Off guard and unsuspecting she felt his cock push into her pussy and she couldn't help the squeal that left her as she immediately begin to cum. "Fuck..." The expletive left his mouth as her pussy clamped down on him. He was very close and needed to end this soon. He begin to slowly push into her. He was taking his precious time and the urgency that washed over her was uncontrolled. She wrapped her legs around his waist and with all the strength she could muster she pulled hard with her legs forcing him deep inside her all the way to the hilt. "Oh my God!" Her pussy was convulsing once again and she couldn't believe she could even have this many orgasms within an hour. Whatever this aphrodisiac was he needed to bottle it up and sell it. She was sure he could make a fortune. He remained still within her. He wanted this to last as long as possible but overestimated how well the drug would work on her. She felt like a furnace on the inside and he wanted so badly to prolong it. She squirmed under him and he knew he had to hurry and pacify her burning. He began to pump out of her slowly. Each time he pushed back into her she let out a small whimper that made his dick twitch. After a while the pace was maddening and he could feel her frustration as her nails bit into his back. "Harder..." She exhaled the word softly not wanting to feel any more humiliation for the night. She could already feel him pulling away from her and as their eyes connected she felt like a little girl. "I didn't quite catch that." "Harder please." She looked away and thanked God when he didn't push her further. She felt his hands push her onto her back on the table. His arms went under knees as he pulled her butt off the edge of the table and held her legs open. The first hard push made her moan. The second made her feel like a bowl of pudding. He began jack hammering her little pussy into oblivion and Melissa could honestly say she had never felt nothing like this before in her life. Her pussy had a death grip around his cock and feeling his cool skin rubbing against her overheated pussy was gearing her up for an unbelievable orgasm. The thrusting continued and she could feel his cock getting harder. She heard the growl escape him as he slammed into her as deep as he could for the final time. The pain of him hitting her cervix made her back arch. She began feeling the warm spurts of his cum which felt cold to her insides hitting her walls and immediately she began to cum. Her scream was loud as she had the best orgasm of her life. Her pussy continued to convulse and tighten around his cock. After a few minutes she felt her body temperature return to normal and her breathing and heart rate stabilized. She felt his cock slip out of her with a wet squelching sound and a gush of his semen and her juices flooded out. When he stepped away she scrambled up and away from him covering herself with a nearby cotton towel. She watched him watch her before they finally broke eye contact and he went to put on his clothes. Her eyes never left him as she watched him take his time. She looked over at a nearby clock and saw that the session would be officially over in ten minutes so Sunny must have been back from her break. "I really enjoyed our time together Melissa although you would say otherwise. I won't pressure you into anything like this ever again and I don't want you to think this is something I get a kick out of doing. My little craving for you was getting out of control and I knew I had to satisfy it at any costs." Melissa nodded her head as she really assessed his words. "So I won't hear from you again? You won't trap me or pop up on me or stalk me?" "No." "You promise? Or is this one of those white lies you enjoy telling so much?" He approached her and she couldn't help shrinking away from him. He leaned down until their faces were only centimeters apart. "You will not see me again because I will not seek you out. I will not do anything like this again to you. That is my word." His eyes were so intense and serious she almost thought he was a completely different person. She gulped and nodded her head. He finished getting himself together before handing her a cold bottle of water. "Goodbye Melissa." And with that he was gone. She heard the door open and close and then silence. She sat there dumbfounded. Realization struck her and before she knew it she was crying uncontrollably. *** 2 months later... Melissa for the fifth time patted down her hair. She paced in her room as she looked over her outfit for the hundredth time. She couldn't believe she was really doing this. She felt so fucking weak but also slightly delirious. These feelings were causing butterflies to erupt within her stomach. She looked outside her window and saw the gloomy weather. Rain came down in a soft drizzle and at 68 degrees it was unusually cold for it to be summer. She couldn't have planned this better if she had tried. She took a deep breath and looked in the mirror. Her chocolate eyes glared back at her. "Stop being a scaredy-cat and do what you need to do Melissa." She nodded her head and grabbed her keys leaving out of her apartment briskly. She checked the time and noticed it was almost lunch time. Perfect. She got inside of her new car she was able to purchase thanks to a school loan and made her way towards her destination. She couldn't help the nervous energy that seemed to crackle around her. She turned her radio to a soft jazz station as she tried to settle her mind. Once downtown she parked and made her way towards the tall office building. She walked inside and greeted the security who smiled at her warmly. She watched the guy appraise her and felt heat under her skin at the possibility that he knew why she was there. She tapped the up button for the elevator and tapped her fingers absentmindedly against the glass walls. Once the elevator dinged open she was glad to see she was the only one on and pushed the button for floor 17. She closed her eyes and did a few deep breaths. Once the elevator door dinged open she stepped out into a very posh waiting room. It was decorated in very neutral earth tones and plush couches and chairs adorned the sitting area. She was glad to see it empty. She walked off the elevator and felt more confidence as she heard her stilettos click loudly against the marble floors. The receptionists who happened to be a pretty blonde looked up and smiled at her. "Hello, you must be Elizabeth Yatts?" "Yes I am." "Good! Well Mr. Townsend will see you right away. He's really excited to be helping you. You're actually his last client before lunch. Everyone else is gone and I will be taking mine in a few as well. So if you need anything don't hesitate to ask Mr. Townsend he is really down to earth." "Thank you." Melissa smiled at the naïve woman. If only she knew what Mr. Townsend did on his down time. The woman directed her towards his office before grabbing her purse and leaving for lunch. Melissa could not believe how perfectly everything seemed to line up today. The weather was perfect and didn't make her little get up to suspicious and now she had Mr. Townsend all to herself. She walked towards his office door and stepped inside. His office was as grand and posh as the waiting room. He had a view overlooking the city and his desk looked big enough for three people to work. His head was currently down as he studied a pile of papers. She cleared her throat and he began talking before looking up. "Ms. Yatts it is a pleasure to—" She enjoyed the look of surprise that decorated his handsome features as his eyes finally looked up and were presented to her. His almost black eyes drilled into her dark brown pools and she felt instant butterflies. She was such a fool. "Melissa?" "Warren." They both watched each other in silence. She couldn't understand for the life of her why she loved the look of confusion on his face. She could already feel her pussy vibrating as if it knew what was to come. "I-I'm surprised to see you here." "I know you are Warren." Her hands were comfortably placed inside the pockets of her trench coat as she slowly made her way around his office perusing different artifacts and awards that lined many bookshelves. Once she felt her nerves settle she was able to look back at him and saw that confusion was now replaced with a blank expression. She made her way over to his desk and placed both her hands down onto the smooth wood surface. She leaned forward until their faces were inches apart. She studied his features having already knew them by heart. Her mind repeatedly painted his face when she found herself masturbating and having orgasm inducing dreams. She hadn't been right since the massage parlor incident and she had finally came to a decision that she knew would change her life forever. "You are such an asshole." She saw the frown mar his features and before he could get a word out she had one delicate finger against his lips. "Shh, it's very impolite to talk while others are speaking." She watched a very familiar look come to his eyes and it made her wetter than before. "Ever since our little incident a few months back I've been thinking of a million ways to get back at you. I actually thought of going to the authorities but then I remembered that little recording you had of me. Then my mind got really creative and I thought about burning down your house with you in it. You really have no idea how much research I've done on you Mr. Warren Townsend. I would say I've become quite the obsessive looking for any information on you." She removed her finger from his lips and took her time walking around his desk to stand a few feet away from him. Her stilettos clicking on his floor seemed so loud in the deafening silence. She place her hands back inside of the trench coat she sported. His chair swiveled to face her and he remained silent as she instructed. "You're roughly 31 although your birthday is in a few days. You have been working for this company for almost ten years. You are a millionaire thanks to the many professional clientele you handle. You have no wife, no kids, and the longest relationship you ever had spanned almost a year." "Melissa—" "Shut up Warren!" Her irritation bubbled over but then resided quickly. The anger written across his face sent a warmth through her being. "I know you've said that you would never seek me out and I was okay with that. But after a while I got mad and soon after I felt depressed but still mostly mad. I couldn't believe you'd take something from me and then up and leave as if you had no fucking responsibilities. As if I wasn't entitled to anything else! I was supposed to be your quick little fuck toy to satisfy all your dirty urges while you were my tormentor." Being able to get this off her chest felt amazing. She felt her sudden anger soon melt away as a new feeling began to almost drown her. She watched his tense hands clench his chair arms and the way his jaw flexed as he grinded his teeth. He looked every bit the animal she knew he was. She knew his ego did not like the way she was speaking to him but she wouldn't lie and say she didn't enjoy it "Anything you have to say for yourself?" "I apologize if I made you feel like a quick fuck. But you made it very clear that you wanted nothing to do with me. Would you have liked if I continuously raped you?" Her pussy had a mind of its own as it gushed in joy at the prospect of him probably fucking her on his office desk. She smiled naughtily at him and pulled the tie around her trench coat letting it fall unceremoniously to her feet. She relished in his intake of breath as she stood in nothing but a thong and a corset that pushed her breasts skyward and gave the illusion of her having a coke bottle figure. He tried to stand but she held up her hands to stop him. "No. We've been doing it your way now it's my turn." He sat back down and she made her way towards him and sat down onto his lap. She wasn't surprised to feel his erection biting into her ass. She ran her hands through his hair before finally settling them on the nape of his neck. She pulled softly and he obliged. Their lips hungrily collided and soon he was dominating the kiss. She loved the feel of his tongue against her own and knew she was making the right decision. She pulled away first and both of their excited breaths mingled with each other's. He began massaging her ass and she grabbed his hand. He looked down to see handcuffs dangling from her fingers. "I get to be in control this time." He couldn't help the chuckle that escaped him as he pulled her closer and gave her another mind numbing kiss. "God I think I love you." She smiled at him cheekily as she began to fasten the cuffs to his chair. "And all because you couldn't ask me out on a date like a normal person." "It was worth it." She loved the way his eyes seemed to devour her and once she had his wrists fastened to the chair she slipped down onto her knees and began unfastening his pants. "Maintain eye contact with me." His eyes found hers as he saw the devilish grin grace her face as she swallowed his cock. He didn't regret a thing. ~Fin~