Midnight Misfortune
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
6,146
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Midnight Misfortune
Author Note: This is a sexual story. All Characters are made up, and any names, places, or events are completely coincidental. This story containts subjects that may not be suitable for some people, please read the story description for more on this. This is NOT a one-shot, the beginning is a little short and sketchy, but reviews will make each chapter longer, more sexual, and more satisfying.
Midnight Misfortune
Selena writhed against the silk sheets, a moan strangled in her throat. Her chest rose rapidly, each breath seeming harder than the last. She didn’t know if it was day or night, the blindfold blocked out all sights. Selena attempted to kick out again, but the rope would only allow her leg to move an inch or two off the bedspread.
Where was she? It only seems like a few minutes before she has been tucking herself into her own bed, opening her window a crack so the night air could sweep out all the horrors of her day. She felt her hands being roughly tied to a bedpost, and her mind raced as she tried to find a way out.
Selena knew she was no longer in her own bed, for the sheets beneath her were rough beneath her ass, and the bedposts seeming a lot more cold and sturdy. She tried to scream again, but the gag in her mouth only suffocated her voice. Oh gods, someone please help me.
“That’s it, she’s secure.” The male voice sounded proud, as if suppressing a 120 lb, 5 foot four inches, young woman was the hardest thing to do in the world.
“Good, now get out.” The second voice was crueler, colder. Selena struggled to hear more, trying to identify it. It was useless; the man was obviously a complete and total stranger.
She whimpered uncontrollably as she heard a door shut, and felt weight shift onto the bed beside her. “Hello lovely, looks like you and I are going to have some fun. You want to have fun don’t you?” Selena shook her head, still struggling against her restraints. “You know, usually I’m a little shy around women like you, Selena. But, I guess we can consider this an exception.” A hand ran down the front of her shirt, roughly squeezing her breasts. “A little birdie told me you would be home alone tonight, so I thought ‘hell, might as well snatch her while I have the chance,’ aren’t I the luckiest guy?” The weight shifted again, and she could feel hot breath on her face.
Selena felt tears welling in her eyes, trying to remember whatever she might have done to deserve this. The hands on her breasts grew rougher, teasing her nipples into hard buds. “Oh baby, I knew you’d like this.” She moaned out again, muffled by the gag. “You know, I’d love to hear that pretty voice of yours begging me to fuck you, but I can’t take the chance of you screaming. So maybe if you be a good girl, I can remove it for you.” His breath now tickled her throat, “But, I think we’re done with talking for now.”
His hands continued to massage at her nipples through the fabric of her shirt, continuing to tease them into hard peaks. She couldn’t help but moan out, thrust herself up into his manipulating hands. She heard a chuckle at her action, but the man stayed silent for the moment. Finally, the agonizing tease stopped, almost to Selena’s disappointment. She heard a flick of metal, and felt her blood pound. Is he going to kill me? Cold steel touched her throat, and a moment later she felt her shirt being torn down the middle.
Goosebumps rose on her pale skin, seeming to fight against the sweat that was still hot from her struggle. A tongue wrapped around her rosy-nipple, sucking it into the heat. She arched up again, fighting the restraints, feeling dizzy with the sensation. As this was happening, his hands unbuttoned her pants and left them at her ankles. “My, My, looks like you have been enjoying yourself.” He slid a finger into the center of her, feeling her velvety wetness grasp hungrily at him. “but don’t worry, You soon will be enjoying yourself much, much, more.”
Midnight Misfortune
Selena writhed against the silk sheets, a moan strangled in her throat. Her chest rose rapidly, each breath seeming harder than the last. She didn’t know if it was day or night, the blindfold blocked out all sights. Selena attempted to kick out again, but the rope would only allow her leg to move an inch or two off the bedspread.
Where was she? It only seems like a few minutes before she has been tucking herself into her own bed, opening her window a crack so the night air could sweep out all the horrors of her day. She felt her hands being roughly tied to a bedpost, and her mind raced as she tried to find a way out.
Selena knew she was no longer in her own bed, for the sheets beneath her were rough beneath her ass, and the bedposts seeming a lot more cold and sturdy. She tried to scream again, but the gag in her mouth only suffocated her voice. Oh gods, someone please help me.
“That’s it, she’s secure.” The male voice sounded proud, as if suppressing a 120 lb, 5 foot four inches, young woman was the hardest thing to do in the world.
“Good, now get out.” The second voice was crueler, colder. Selena struggled to hear more, trying to identify it. It was useless; the man was obviously a complete and total stranger.
She whimpered uncontrollably as she heard a door shut, and felt weight shift onto the bed beside her. “Hello lovely, looks like you and I are going to have some fun. You want to have fun don’t you?” Selena shook her head, still struggling against her restraints. “You know, usually I’m a little shy around women like you, Selena. But, I guess we can consider this an exception.” A hand ran down the front of her shirt, roughly squeezing her breasts. “A little birdie told me you would be home alone tonight, so I thought ‘hell, might as well snatch her while I have the chance,’ aren’t I the luckiest guy?” The weight shifted again, and she could feel hot breath on her face.
Selena felt tears welling in her eyes, trying to remember whatever she might have done to deserve this. The hands on her breasts grew rougher, teasing her nipples into hard buds. “Oh baby, I knew you’d like this.” She moaned out again, muffled by the gag. “You know, I’d love to hear that pretty voice of yours begging me to fuck you, but I can’t take the chance of you screaming. So maybe if you be a good girl, I can remove it for you.” His breath now tickled her throat, “But, I think we’re done with talking for now.”
His hands continued to massage at her nipples through the fabric of her shirt, continuing to tease them into hard peaks. She couldn’t help but moan out, thrust herself up into his manipulating hands. She heard a chuckle at her action, but the man stayed silent for the moment. Finally, the agonizing tease stopped, almost to Selena’s disappointment. She heard a flick of metal, and felt her blood pound. Is he going to kill me? Cold steel touched her throat, and a moment later she felt her shirt being torn down the middle.
Goosebumps rose on her pale skin, seeming to fight against the sweat that was still hot from her struggle. A tongue wrapped around her rosy-nipple, sucking it into the heat. She arched up again, fighting the restraints, feeling dizzy with the sensation. As this was happening, his hands unbuttoned her pants and left them at her ankles. “My, My, looks like you have been enjoying yourself.” He slid a finger into the center of her, feeling her velvety wetness grasp hungrily at him. “but don’t worry, You soon will be enjoying yourself much, much, more.”