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The Warehouse
by BiPandora (address withheld)
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Sometimes if you go looking for something, you might
find what you really need. (MF, nc, rp)
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The day was slow; we hadn’t seen a single customer in 3
hours. The salespeople milled about the store, tending
to cosmetic things to keep themselves busy. I watched
them from my station behind the counter. My paperwork
many hours completed, my only purpose was to answer a
silent phone.
I heard my computer chirp its chime, telling me I had
an email. Reading through the endless blather about new
price tags, I found the link to the program that had
the list of prices. I printed it out, counted out how
many tagging supplies I would need, and started off to
the warehouse to collect them.
My coworkers were drifting towards the front door, for
smokes and a breath of fresh air. I looked after them
longingly, wishing to pop outdoors to feel the late
afternoon sun on my face. Caught up in my daydreams of
freedom, I wandered into the now vacant warehouse and
started looking for the supplies.
The box with the tag sleeves was empty. Cursing my lazy
peers, I walked to the darkened back of the warehouse
to search for another box.
And then I was grabbed from behind, my attacker was
strong. I weigh a good deal, and I was lifted off the
floor as if I was a child. A large hand slapped over my
mouth, muffling my reflexive scream. My attacker
slammed me against the wall in an unseen corner. I
could barely see, but I was clawing at his arms, trying
to break free.
Still holding my mouth, he dipped his head to my
shoulder and bit me deeply. My breath caught as the
pain seared through me. His other hand was grabbing my
ass, pulling me into his erection. I was still fighting
for my freedom, but I could feel the faint tickle of
pleasure deep inside me.
Releasing my mouth, he whispered not to scream or he
would break my neck. He grabbed my throat, but didn’t
squeeze. I froze at the threat and waited. His free
hand left my ass and started pulling at my pants. He
tore hard at them; they ripped violently and fell away.
He started grinding his throbbing cock into my stomach.
Biting at my breasts and neck, he grabbed my waist and
pulled me up onto a shelf.
My pussy was leaking badly now, and I was terrified by
the pleasure I was feeling. He reached down and pulled
his cock out of his pants. I could see a faint outline
of it... it was huge. Not long, but thick. I held my
breath and grabbing my thighs and stretching them
apart, he rammed it into me.
Because I was wet, it slid in more easily then I
thought it would. It still hurt. I could feel a tear in
the fragile skin. He was pumping his cock into me a
furiously as he could. I could feel bruises from his
fingers on my thighs and waist. I could feel his teeth
biting at my neck, gently now for all he was raping me.
I could feel my pleasure mounting. I barely knew what I
was doing. My legs snaked around his waist, pulling his
thrusting cock deeper into me. I threw back my head to
feel his mouth on my neck.
He abruptly pulled out and yanked me off the shelf. My
legs were like jelly from the shock of being emptied so
violently. I fell to my knees and he pushed me over so
my ass was in of him. He slammed back inside of me.
Now, I knew I was going to cum. His cock pumped
brutally into my pussy, raking its hard helmet across
the most sensitive part of me.
I was shaking from the effort of keeping my mouth shut,
and was excited by it. The cement floor of the
warehouse was grinding against my knees with each
thrust. I felt his cock throbbing and knew he was
close... and I came. I felt my pussy squeeze his cock
hard and he gasped. His cock shot cum deep inside me. I
was biting my arm to keep from screaming and I could
taste blood. I could feel my poor bruised pussy
dripping our juices onto the floor.
He was breathing heavily. He pulled out and I collapsed
onto the floor. With his foot, he rolled me over onto
my back. For the first time, I saw my darkened lover...
and smiled.
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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