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Car Trouble
by Miles Monday (miles51k@yahoo.com)
***
A handsome stranger says his car breaks down and asks to
use a lady's phone to call a tow. She lets him in to
make his call. He takes full advantage of the situation
in the darkest ways. (M+/F, nc, rp, v)
***
It was Thursday night. Not really into it, Emily was
half watching the latest Presidential debate while
painting her toe nails. Her roommate Deena just left for
a long weekend with her boyfriend, but she took enough
luggage for a week. She had just finished helping Deena
load her car before driving off.
The doorbell rang. Emily thought it was Deena. But it
was a stranger, an attractive black man. She opened the
inner door, and, through the glass security door asked,
"May I help you?"
The stranger said, "Hi. My name is Lance. My car broke
down (he pointed over his shoulder to the vehicle right
in front of her house), and as Murphy's Law would have
it, my freakin' cell died. Can I use your phone to call
Triple-A?" He sort of chuckled at his predicament as he
told her his story.
Afterwards, she'll never be able to say why, but she
dropped her guard for just a moment. Maybe it was that
he was handsome. Maybe it was that he seemed charming.
But she let the stranger in.
She turned around to walk him to the wall phone in the
kitchen when he closed the door and very quickly grabbed
her from behind. He reached his whole left arm around
her neck settling the inner part of his elbow in front
of her throat nearly strangling her bending her down
nearly facing the floor. He put his right hand firmly
over her mouth.
Directly into her ear he whispered, "If you scream, if
you fight me, I'm gonna make sure you wish you were
dead. I know you're home alone tonight. And you and I
are gonna have some fun. Any resistance. I mean ANY
resistance will have serious consequences. You
understand?"
Wide-eyed, Emily nodded her head in submission.
While still holding her throat, Lance then pulled his
cell phone from his pocket and seemed to hit re-dial.
When the guy on the other end answered, Lance just said,
"I'm in. I'll be ready in awhile." He then grabbed
Emily's right arm and pulled it up painfully behind her
back and walked her up the stairs.
Emily wondered about the meaning of the phone call. Was
he calling ahead for a ride? Was she going to be
kidnapped? While she cooperated in order to stay alive,
she could only wonder.
Once they got into Emily's bedroom, Lance held his own
arms over her arms and around her waist. He said, "Just
do everything I tell you to, and you'll be just fine. I
don't want one iota of hesitation to my instructions.
Baby, you're gonna treat me like I was your fuckin' high
school boyfriend, you know what I mean? Understand?"
Emily didn't answer quickly enough. So he threw her
upper body face down on the bed and spanked her ass as
hard as he could five or six times, then repeated,
"UNDERSTAND?"
She said, "Yes."
Lance pulled Emily back to her feet and began to take
her top off. He removed her bra too. Then he brought her
arms behind her back. And to Emily's surprise, he pulled
duct tape from his jacket pocket and firmly taped her
arms behind her back. He then removed everything else
she was wearing.
He turned Emily to face him and asked her, "You ever
swallow cum before, Baby?"
She didn't answer.
"Well, you sure as hell gonna swallow some tonight, now
get the fuck on your knees, I want my dick sucked," he
said as he roughly pushed both of her shoulders downward
until she was on her knees with her lips inches from his
crotch. He continued as he undid his zipper, "And if you
try to bite my dick, Baby you'll be blind before my dick
comes off. 'cause I'll gouge your MOTHERFUCKIN' eyes out
if you so much as graze my dick with your teeth, got
it?"
Emily nodded as Lance unzipped.
He had trouble removing his dick from his pants, because
by then it was nearly rock hard. He revealed what, in
the back of her mind, Emily thought was a dick she would
truly enjoy under normal circumstances. She estimated it
to be about 9 inches long and about 6 inches around. He
didn't even pull out his scrotum when he put his dick
two inches from Emily's face. She opened her mouth
immediately as Lance grabbed the back of her head and
pushed a good three inches of it into her mouth and past
her teeth.
Lance then told Emily, "Keep suckin," while he finally
took off his jacket.
Obediently, Emily never stopped sucking while he pulled
his shirt over his head. As she looked up at him she
couldn't help but notice his muscular body. She also
noticed that, despite the violence of her predicament,
her pussy was becoming wetter by the minute. Sucking
dick was one of her favorite things. And sucking a big
one was even better. Sucking a big one attached to an
attractive man: pussy-dripping tsunami.
Lance firmly gripped the back of Emily's head and hair
and repeatedly pushed her mouth down his dick. He varied
the speed and depth as he basically masturbated using
her head and mouth instead of directly using his hands.
He often pushed his dick as far as it would go, blocking
her airway. He sometimes struggled to push it even
further down her throat.
She could see his arms and chest muscles flexing as he
forced his dick into her throat. But he was simply too
thick for her. While she considers herself pretty good
at deep-throating, the combination of Lance's length and
thickness made it impossible for her to do what he was
desperately trying to force her to do: swallow his dick
down to the root.
Lance took full advantage of his position being in
complete control of her. At times he kept his dick
buried in Emily's throat, blocking her airway for
varying lengths of time. Sometimes he kept himself
buried in her throat for so long that she was sure that
she would suffocate to death right then and there. But
he always pulled out in time for her to gasp and catch
her breath for a moment before pushing his dick back
into her mouth. A couple of times he even walked
completely around her as he looked down on her gasping
and choking after the rough treatment his dick was
imposing on her throat.
Lance pushed Emily away and sat on the bed to remove the
rest of his clothing. As he stood back up to resume his
phallic assault on her throat, she was momentarily able
to see him from head to toe. She realized that, in every
detail, he was actually a nice looking guy—a guy who she
might have agreed to date had they met under normal
circumstances.
Now fully nude, Lance roughly grabbed the back of
Emily's head with both hands, and as a well-trained
slave, without any verbal instruction, she opened her
mouth wide to receive his dick again. She watched his
muscles flex as he repeatedly pumped her head down on
his dick. He would often switch from one hand to the
other and sometimes had both hands folded behind her
head. Other times he would firmly grip her by the hair
or place one hand on the back of her neck and the other
on the back of her head.
He loved the moans she made and the sounds her throat
made as he pistoned his dick so deep. Sometimes he would
even wrap his hands around her neck in a "choke" hold as
he continued to roughly rape Emily's mouth. As a further
humiliation, he would occasionally whack the side of her
face with his dick.
"Tell me you love my dick!" he would say before
snatching his dick from her mouth.
Obediently, Emily would parrot, "I love your dick."
"Louder," Lance said.
"I love sucking your dick!" she said.
"I know you do," Lance would say.
"Lick my balls!" he said as he snatched his dick from
her mouth and pointed it toward the ceiling.
As she looked at them, she didn't want to anger him, but
she almost laughed at how tiny his balls were. They
didn't match the size of his dick at all. Each one
seemed not much bigger than a large, shelled cashew nut.
As Emily licked Lance's balls, he moaned and held the
back of her neck.
Once Lance had his fill of Emily's nut licking skills,
he shoved his dick back in her mouth—her throat,
actually. He shoved it as deep as she could possibly
take it, and held the back of her head blocking her
airway. He held her until she almost passed out from the
lack of oxygen. He paused for a few seconds for her to
catch her breath. Then he aimed his dick right at her
lips and said, "Take it."
She complied and resumed sucking. He took her head in
both hands and pistoned his dick in her mouth until he
came several jets of cum in her mouth repeating,
"Swallow it," every time a stream flew from his dick.
Emily didn't spill a drop.
After Lance's orgasm subsided, he began ransacking
Emily's dresser drawers looking for something.
She said, "What are you looking for?"
"You'll see," he simply said. He pulled out a large silk
scarf and immediately began blindfolding her.
"What's the point," Emily said, "I've already seen you."
"It's not for me," replied Lance. Completing the knot,
he hit re-dial on his phone. When a voice answered,
Lance said, "She's ready. The door is unlocked."
Emily's mind raced. "What the hell are you planning? You
had your fun, now GET THE HELL OUTA MY HOUSE!" Emily
shouted.
"Nah, Baby Girl. There's more fun to come," replied
Lance. With that, another guy entered the room. The guy
said, "You da man, L. You said you'd pull it off, and
you did!" The guy unzipped and pressed his rock hard
dick against Emily's lips, folded his hands at the back
of her head and said "Open up, bitch."
Seeing no point in resisting, Emily eventually opened
her mouth and began to suck the dick of the new
stranger. The guy held Emily's throat with one hand and
the back of her head with the other as he fucked her
mouth thrusting his hips at her face with nearly every
stroke. This made her gag repeatedly. Emily's gagging
noises and moans turned her second attacker on.
Through the assault she couldn't help but notice that
the second guy's dick was longer and thicker than
Lance's. She wondered whether he would eventually fuck
her. By the time these thoughts crossed her mind, the
guy let go of several thick streams of semen. Much of it
dribbled down her chin. He continued to force her mouth
down onto his still hard dick for quite awhile. Then he
said, "Unh unh! Not a drop, Baby." He then dragged an
index finger through the spilling streams of cum and
stuck his finger in her mouth saying, "You're gonna eat
every drop of my cum, Baby." After all evidence of his
cum was removed from Emily's chin, neck and breasts, he
zipped up, said to Lance, "Alright, Man. We straight,"
and left.
No sooner had Emily sat on her heels, with her arms
still duct taped behind her and the blindfold still on,
and begun contemplating the fact that her mouth had just
been raped by two strangers, than yet another man
entered the room.
This one was silent. Standing with his crotch less than
a foot from Emily's face, he unbuckled his jeans and
dropped his underwear and jeans down to his knees. In an
almost slow motion attack, he began gripping Emily's
hair at the back of her head and pushed her face toward
his dick until Emily's lips pressed on the tip and just
opened with almost no resistance.
As Emily's mouth was pushed onto her third attacker's
member, she noticed that, while it was shorter than the
other two, it was noticeably thicker. In fact, it was
the thickest penis she had ever experienced. The silent
attacker quickly picked up the pace of his rape of
Emily's mouth. She wondered what this fat cock would
feel like in her, by now, literally dripping pussy.
The silent one's dick was so fat, and the speed, depth
and force of the oral rape were so intense that Emily
was not merely gagging and moaning, but she was
whimpering as well. The spectacle of Emily's beautiful
lips being stretched to the limit around his fat cock,
the feeling of total dominance of this beautiful woman,
and the sounds he was forcing from her mouth were all
too much for the silent one and he delivered numerous
streams of thick cum right down Emily's throat.
Emily was at this point so used to the requirement that
she swallow her attackers' semen that she did so without
a demand. The silent one left the room without ever
uttering a sound.
Just as the silent attacker left the room, yet another
man entered the room. This one grabbed Emily by the
throat while unzipping and fishing his penis from his
pants. He very quickly forced a very skinny but long
dick into Emily's mouth. He then put a hand behind her
head and forced his dick down her throat to the root.
He held her there with his pubic hair pressed against
her nose and his balls against her bottom lip. She
couldn't breathe. He pulled all the way out letting
Emily breathe for a few seconds before forcing her to
deep throat him again. Long Dick repeated this forced
deep-throat assault for several minutes until he
couldn't hold back any longer and ejaculated down
Emily's throat.
She didn't even taste it. She didn't have to swallow. It
was just gone. And so was her long dick attacker. As he
left the room, Lance said to him, "So now I'm straight
with all y'all." There was no answer as the man closed
the door.
Emily had swallowed cum hundreds of times before, but
she had never swallowed anywhere nearly as much in one
night as she had tonight. And the sheer volume of semen
in her stomach was starting to make her feel a little
woozy. She said to Lance, "So that's what this was
about? A debt? You sold my mouth to three men and raped
me yourself just because you owed money? How much? How
much was it!? How much did you sell me for, huh?" Lance
removed the blindfold and said, "Two fifty, but I didn't
rape you. I just fucked your mouth. But I'm gonna rape
you now."
He threw Emily face first on the bed with her feet still
on the floor and spread wide and pressed his dick, fully
erect again after watching Emily's mouth repeatedly
raped, against Emily's asshole. Emily struggled,
protested and pleaded, "Please. I'll do anything. Just
not there. Please. I can't take that. Please. I'll do
anything."
Lance said, "Alright. Full cooperation, or all bets are
off. If I get so much as a hint of resistance from you,
or if you don't fuck me back with all your might, then
I'm gonna fuck you in the ass, Baby."
Emily weakly said, "OK."
Lance then, rammed his dick into Emily's pussy. She was
so soaking wet and so horny from her numerous oral
assaults of the evening that she nearly came on the
spot. Lance stood on the floor behind her with his legs
forcing hers wider and grabbed her by the shoulders and
fucked her deeply, bruising her cervix with every
stroke. It didn't take long for both of them to cum
simultaneously.
Emily said, "See. I cooperated. So you can untie me and
be on your way." "Unh unh. One more thing. On your
knees," Lance said as he pointed to the floor at the
corner of the bed. He then laid face down on the bed
with his crotch on the corner of the bed right in front
of Emily. Lance said, "Stick your tongue up my ass."
Emily felt sick. After all the utter humiliation of the
night, this excuse for a human being wanted to humiliate
her even further—to the maximum extent. She felt
nauseated. "Tongue-fuck my asshole, Baby! Toss my salad.
Give me a god dammed rim job! Full cooperation,
remember? Or I swear, I'm gonna fuck your asshole
tonight!"
Emily noticed Lance's very tiny nuts again, and a crazy
thought came to her. She acted on it at once. Instead of
sticking her tongue in his ass, she wrapped her teeth
around Lance's scrotum and he said, 3 octaves higher,
"What the hell you doin'?"
Through her gritted teeth, Emily mumbled, "Go to the
window."
"What?" Lance said.
"Got to the window," Emily repeated (her mouth still
half full of Lance's tiny scrotum). She squeezed her
teeth together to "motivate" Lance. He walked over on
his hands and knees with his ass high in the air and
Emily's mouth firmly attached to his scrotum.
"Now what?" demanded Lance.
"Open the window, stick your head out and yell that you
raped me and I've got you by the nuts."
"No fucking w..." Before Lance could finish his refusal,
Emily tightened her teeth on Lance's scrotum, and he
whimpered a very high pitched, "OK, OK, OK." Lance
opened the window, and, with tears in his eyes, he
pushed his head out the window and said, "I raped her."
"Louder," Emily said as she shoved him so that he was
hanging out the window down to his navel. "Say, I raped
Emily with my friends and she's got me by the nuts!"
He said it but not loud enough. Emily tightened again.
This time he said it much louder, and he said it five or
six more times. "Say it again and say 'somebody call the
cops'" said Emily. Emily forced him to repeat this
several times.
Eventually the cops arrived. Emily told him to tell the
cops to, "Come upstairs. She's got me by the nuts." He
did so in a high pitched, tormented voice. As she heard
the two police officers climbing the stairs in her
house, she pulled on Lance's scrotum and forced him to
turn so that his head was aimed at the door. The cops
entered the room with their guns drawn.
Emily, still with her arms duct taped behind her,
growled as she bit down as hard as she ever has in her
life. Lance shrieked like a pre-teen girl seeing a bunch
of rats crawl on her. Emily shoved Lance toward the cops
and spit his severed nuts at him and yelled to the cops,
"He raped me! He raped me and had his three friends come
over and rape my mouth after he tied my arms and
blindfolded me!"
Lance was tried, convicted and sentenced to twelve years
in prison. A review of Lances' cell phone records easily
led to the other three attackers. They all got three
years.
There's a funny thing that happens to a man with no
nuts. No matter how much iron he pumps, he can't gain
any muscle. In fact, he can't even keep too much of the
muscle he had. While Lance slowly became a hopeless
weakling in prison, his co-attackers pumped iron daily
and got huge.
So, shortly before their release from prison, all three
of Emily's unseen (the night of the attack at least)
attackers seized the opportunity to gang rape Lance,
giving him a taste of his own medicine. This was only
fitting after all, since it was his idea to rape Emily
in the first place.
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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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