"If you scream, you will regret it. If you bite, I'll kill you. You'd be better off to just cooperate. This will be over soon."
Theo nodded, relieved that he wasn't going to hack her to pieces afterward. Then she thought that he could be lying, and was frightened again. Nevertheless, she feared for her life, and so she complied. He snatched out the cloth and was shoving his cock deep in her mouth. She gagged purely by reflex, and then as he slid deeper, she gagged at his size. He was long and thick, as a man should be, and tasted lightly of salt.
His hands gripped her head, fisted in her hair, and he pumped into her, forcing her head back into the pillows. He slid deeper with each thrust, and Theodora felt pain at his oral rape. Her throat was being violated and it caused her eyes to tear once more. They ran down her face in trickles, mixing with sweat. She felt every thrust of him as if he were part of her, and it frightened her. She realized with horror that she was wet between her legs and the tears that came then were that of shame. Surely she wasn't enjoying this. It was brutal.
Theo lay there, determined to ignore the sensations that were pooling in her middle and stretching their fingers to other parts of her body. Like liquid fire her body began to heat and that slow familiar ache began. Somewhere in the next minute, she came to the conclusion that she was a whore for liking this, and damned herself to hell when she began to suck at him like a starved woman.
He didn't seem the least bit surprised, but only moaned and speeded his up his intrusion. She was bewildered when he paused mid stroke, and slid all the way in, and kept it there, unmoving for a while. It occurred to her that he might have been about to cum and was attempting to ease off. Theo felt sick to her stomach when she couldn't stand it any longer and began to move her mouth up and down on his length. The need had build up inside of her until she couldn't stand it anymore, and she sucked at him eagerly, like a cat at cream.
He groaned and gripped at the pillows next to her head, refusing to move, letting her do all the work. She tasted his pre-cum, and felt her body tingle all over when his hands reached down to fondle her breasts. His hands were big and rough, and they bruised her soft flesh in their explorations, making her shake with need. Theodora felt his cock begin to swell in the back of her throat, and she moaned when his grip on her breasts tightened harshly. He let out a guttural cry and gave a harsh pump, forcing his cock to slide deep. She strained against her ties, mouth latched onto him hotly, and then she felt him harden and throb and knew he was going to cum.
The stranger pounded into her mouth harder and harder still, and then he was tensing. She could almost feel the muscles in his body tighten in ecstasy, and when the rush of his orgasm pumped out of him she found it hard to breathe. She swallowed the whole of him, gagging a bit at the forcefulness of his orgasm, tasting that taste that lingered hot on her tongue. He shuddered several times, his hands squeezing her breasts as she milked the last of him.
When it was over, he slid his cock from her lips and covered her mouth with his hand. Theodora was burning from need and she wondered what he was going to do next. She felt him reach for something and the next instant her mouth was covered with cloth once more. Before her brain could register what was going on, she felt herself sliding into darkness....
Morning light awakened her. Theo opened her eyes, struggling to focus on her surroundings. The brightness of the sun made her head pound, and her mouth was dry and gritty. Shock hit her as she rememberd what happened, and with a start she scrambled to her knees. She was no longer tied. In fact, the room was tidy and the ropes gone from her bedposts. Briefly, she wondered if it had been a nightmare, but when she swallowed her throat reminded her that it had indeed been real. She felt bruised and put a hand to her neck. She saw the chafing of her wrists and looked down to see similar evidence on her ankles.
Wide eyed she stared around the room, as if she expected to see him standing there.
There was no one, and she felt horrified that she was disappointed.
The sound of her alarm going off had her crying out and almost falling out of bed. It was time for her to get ready for work. Another day at the office. A quick glance in her bedside mirror showed her body covered with bruises, their purple contrasting with her pale skin.
With a grim smile, Theodora got to her feet and made her way to the closet. She needed something long with sleeves to cover the evidence of her pleasurable pains.
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