Late Delivery
Connie had finished with her last client for the day and was ready to go home when the flowers arrived. It was a nice bouquet of roses and she gladly took them from the Delivery Man, not noticing he had closed the door to her office. That should have been a signal something was wrong since she was the only one left. But she was to busy placing the roses on the desk to notice anything.
This was what the "delivery man" had wanted. He had been following the sexy bitch for weeks and he knew she liked to work late with no one else in her office. God what a lookers : 5 ‘7" red hair and blue eyes. She was wearing a dress and hose. Perfect. He smiled as he pulled the knife from his belt. He put his hand over Connie’s mouth and he knife to her throat.
" You will do what I say, slut, or I will cut you! Understand me." He placed the knife on her throat.
Connie nodded, fear rolling through her body. She could feel his hardness against her butt.
He grabbed her hair. "No screaming. Understand."
"Yes.." Connie was petrified.
"What is your name, slut?"
"Connie. please don’t hurt me," she pleaded.
"That is all on you, Connie. Do as I say, and you’ll live. Kick off your heels. NOW!" He gave her hair a tug.
Connie kicked off her heels. Her Rapist gropped her breast.
"Nice. How big are they, slut Connie?" He pinched her right nipples through her dress.
"44 d" She shook with fear.
Her Rapist wrapped his arm around her.
"Relax. I love you. I am just going to show you."
He kissed her on the cheek. " Take off your dress, Connie. NOW!"
Connie’s fingers trembled as she undid the buttons on her dress. Her Rapist continued to hold her by the hair. She could hear him breathing faster as the dress fell to the floor.
"Pantyhose," her Rapist said. "This is so great."
His free hand ran up and down her hose covered ass. He kissed the back of her neck gently, then cut off her bra. Her breasts fell out. His hand mauled them, pinching her nipples so hard that Connie cried out.
"Pull your hose to your knees, Connie, " he ordered.
Connie obeyed, wincing because her Rapist continued to hold her hair. He ran his hand over her ass, then slit off the panties.
"Pull the hose up."
Connie did so.
"Please let me go. I won’t call the cops. I promise." She pleaded.
Her Rapist let go of her hair and wrapped his arms around her waist, knife between her breasts.
" I have to show you how much I love you, Connie. Now, put your hands behind your back."
Connie obeyed and her Rapist bound her wrists behind her with duct tape. He turned her around and began to suck and bite her nipples.
" You are helpless, Connie. What happens to helpless sluts?"
"Please. don’t…" Connie began to cry.
"WHAT HAPPENS?" He demanded.
"They..get…raped.." Tears were flowing heavy now.
Her Rapist bent her face down on her desk. He grabbed her ankles and bound each to a leg of her desk with tape. He slit open the crotch of her pantyhose. He kneeled down behind her and began to lick her clit.
Connie cried first in shame, then because she was getting excited. Her rapist put a finger inside her as he licked her clit. It was too much. She was being raped! She could like it. But…
"I know you love this Connie. Being helpless, my tongue on your pussy. Cum for me Connie. Cum for your Rapist."
"No..NO…YES..OH GOD!" Connie screamed as her orgasm shook her body.
Her Rapist stood, and rammed his cock into Connie’s pussy as she was still in the middle of cuming. He pumped her hard. Connie screamed and grunted with every stroke.
"I. Love. You. Connie. Love. Raping. YOU!" Each word her Rapist spoke was punctuated with a stroke of his cock. .
Her Rapist pulled out, tore her hose more, then drove his cock into her tight ass. Connie screamed in agony, but her Rapist was relentless, finally shooting his cum into her ass.
Connie’s Rapist bent down, cut off the tape binding her legs to the desk, pulled off her pantyhose, and threw her to the ground. He tied her ankles together, grabbed her hair and forced his cock into her mouth.
"Suck me clean, Connie, " he ordered. Broken and humiliated, she obeyed. He face fucked her until her shot another load into her mouth, holding her head with two hands to make sure she took all his cum.
Connie’s Rapist threw her to the floor and collected her clothes as trophies. Connie lay there, too ashamed to cry.
He left her there, content that she knew how much he loved her…
Rape story by binder38us
