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LaTina In Peril
by Geminiguy (geminiguy7.hotmail.co.uk@gmail.com)

***

I was naked, lying on a bed. Each of my hands were 
handcuffed to the wall behind. I tugged hard but it 
was to no avail... (MF, nc, rp, drugs)

***

I knew it wasn't smart but I was doing it anyway. I 
should have gone to the mall during the day but here I 
was, 9:30 at night, coming to the mall on the 
outskirts of town. Not a smart move for an attractive 
young married woman.

And I couldn't even find a parking place! I sighed as 
I realized I would have to park on the side of the 
mall, where all the lights were broken. Cheap bastards 
can't even replace them.

I finally found a spot and parked. Shutting off the 
engine, I looked around nervously. I didn't see 
anyone. I opened the car door, the wind nearly tearing 
it out of my hand. I climbed out, wrapping my coat 
tightly around me, the wind whipping my dress around 
my knees.

I slammed the car door shut just as a dog [or a wolf?] 
howled in the woods behind me. I whipped my head 
around me in terror. The wind blew through the trees, 
branches rubbing against each other, making strange 
sounds. But I saw nothing.

I set the car alarm and turned, my heels clicking 
loudly as I walked as quickly as I could to the front 
of the mall.

I had just made it to the corner when I hand grabbed 
my shoulder. At the same time, before I could scream, 
the other hand came up over my mouth and nose holding 
a cloth with a strong odor. I could not help but 
breathe it in.

My eyes rolled back, I felt my body go limp, then 
nothing...

When I came to I felt disorientated. At first I 
couldn't focus my eyes. My head hurt so I closed them.

It was quiet. I could hear the sound of water 
dripping.

When my head felt better I opened my eyes. They slowly 
came into focus. I was in a small, cube-shaped room. 
The walls, floor and ceiling were made of stone.

The blackness was broken by a single light bulb 
dangling from the ceiling above me.

I was naked, lying on a bed. Each of my hands were 
handcuffed to the wall behind. I tugged hard but it 
was to no avail.

Suddenly I had a metal key being put into a lock 
across the room. I heard the sound of metal-against-
metal and the squealing of old, unoiled hinges as the 
door was pulled open.

The light from the bulb would not penetrate the 
blackness across the room. There was silence for some 
time, then finally the door was shut again.

Then I heard footsteps, heavy boots. A figured came 
out of the dark, a figure that made me cringe. He was 
tall and dirty. He wore old blue jeans, a dirty 
turtleneck and a tattered jean jacket. A wool cap was 
perched on his head, and his face, that horrid, horrid 
face...

His face had a dark olive complexion, leathery skin 
that was traversed by a thick scar running from the 
side of his forehead down to below his lower lip. It 
twisted the right side of his mouth in a hideous 
grin...

His left eye had a patch over it, and I prayed he 
wouldn't lift it and show me an empty, black socket. I 
shuddered.

The bed was short and he stopped at the foot of it. My 
legs hung over the edge halfway below my knees.

He put on some heavy leather gloves, and just stared 
at me. I was too frightened to speak.

Suddenly he smacked me across the face. He grabbed my 
chin and pulled my face forward once more and smacked 
the other side of my face. I wanted to cry but I was 
too shocked and scared. And there was something else, 
too, deep below the surface...

He smacked over and over. I lost track of time. My 
face stung like hell but I felt nothing was broken, 
nor was there my blood on his gloves.

He took off his gloves and dropped them on the bed. He 
undid his belt then his jeans and pushed them down.

I gasped.

He had on no underwear, and his cock was at least 
sixteen inches in length! He knelt between my legs, 
pulling me up until I was hanging in mid-air. Then he 
shoved his cock into my unrespecting pussy.

I screamed. The pain was great, mainly from his size, 
but not as great as I would expect. I found that my 
pussy was wet! It was already wet when he stuck his 
great cock in me.

He rammed my cock into me mercilessly for what seemed 
like two hours. When he pulled out finally he had not 
cum and my pussy was red and sore, but not bloody.

He smacked my face some more. I moaned. He uncuffed me 
and flipped me around recuffing me.

I looked back over my shoulder but didn't dare to 
speak. He was putting his gloves back on then slid out 
of his jacket, dropping it to the floor. His arms were 
powerful and darkly-tanned. He had three tattoos on 
his right arm and one on his left below his shoulder.

I was so busy staring at his arms I was caught off 
guard when he smacked my butt hard. I squealed and 
surprised myself by having a small orgasm.

He smacked both cheeks back and forth, harder and 
harder. My cheeks grew raw and red. Soon I could watch 
no more, letting my head fall forward.

He kept at it a while longer and then he finally 
stepped. I was breathing heavy, my body in pain and 
spasming all at once. Suddenly he slammed his monster 
cock back into my pussy from behind and fucked me 
hard. He grabbed my hair and jerked my head back at 
the same time and smacked my face on and off.

I didn't care. The pain and pleasure in my pussy was 
all I could feel now.

He rammed into me harder and harder as he pulled my 
hair and I screamed in orgasm. "FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK 
ME! FUCK MEEEEEEE!!"

After I came I fainted.

I don't know how long I was out. When I awoke I was 
still in the cube-like room. But now I was dressed 
once more and the handcuffs were off.

I looked up. There was the scar-faced man. He came 
towards me. He pulled off his dirty sleeveless 
turtleneck. Under it was a clean, regular shirt that 
seemed familiar.

I watched his hands move up to his neck. My eyes went 
wide as he began to pull at the skin on his neck! He 
was pulling his skin off!

No, wait... He was, he was pulling off a mask! The 
mask and hat came away and long, light brown hair fell 
over his youthful, smooth-skinned face.

He pushed back his hair and smiled at me.

"JIM?!"

***

"Happy birthday, LaTina," I said.

"Birthday?!? But it's not my birthday!" She laughed.

"Late birthday," I retorted.

I'd known LaTina a year. We first met on one of those 
story site/chat forum boards. Then we started emailing 
each other which soon went to carried over into 
webcamming...

I knew LaTina well; Her marriage, her somewhat 
unsatisfactory love life, her hidden fantasies she 
couldn't share with her husband.

"I wanted to help you live out your non-consent 
fantasy," I told her. "So how did you like it?"

"I loved it!" She squealed. "I thought it was real and 
I was so scared I would not survive, but I was so 
turned on, too," She giggled.

LaTina came over and rubbed my cock. "I didn't know 
you were so big," she hissed with a mischievously 
grin.

"Oh, this?" I pushed down my jeans exposing myself 
once more. "It's an attachment, see?" I undid the 
clasps behind me that held the nearly invisible flesh-
colored straps that held the cock extension in place. 
Then I slid it off exposing my hard nine inch cock. "I 
wore a cock ring so I would last a long time for you. 
I hope I wasn't too rough on you, LaTina..."

"Oh, no!" She smiled. "Nothing is broken."

"Good," I said. "Come on upstairs and take a shower 
before I take you back to your car."

"Okay," LaTina said. She held my cock and stroked it. 
"I'll take a shower but then I want this big cock 
raping my ass."

I grinned. I couldn't argue with that kind of 
thinking... 

THE END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any
of the scenarios in this story should seriously 
consider seeking professional help.
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