Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

arrangement, baby? You staying hwithwhen Dave goes to work. Remember the list of your family and

friends? My homeboys are ready to visit each of them, including that pathetic husband of yours. The warehouse

Dave works at is right in the middle of the hood - a convenient spot for my niggers to do a stabbing or shooting."

No, she couldn't let Reggie do those perverted things to her again, but she couldn't let him hurt her family either.

The reality of her situation bechorrifyingly evident. The two previous times he had raped her weren't going

to be isolated instances. He wanted her to be his captive in her own hso he could fuck her every day.

Tightly gripping the back of her neck, he began guiding her over to the kitchen table, her legs stubbornly moving

in the direction he wanted, her hands instinctively reaching up and wrapping themselves around his wrist.

"No, Reggie. You're not doing that toagain. | have a job interview | need to go to. Stop it."

He bent her over the kitchen table, the right cheek of her face pressed against its cool wooden surface, her open

palms pushing against it but unable to lift herself off it as he held her down. She felt his other hand reaching up

her dress and begin rubbing her pussy through her thong.

"I can do whatever | want to you, baby, and you gonna letdo it."

"No! Don't touch me. | mean it. Stop it, Reggie!"

His finger easily circumvented the thin strip of fabric comprising her thong and slipped into her warm slit. She

hated him and what he was doing to her, but her pussy began moistening for him and it embarrassed her.

"That's a good girl. Get nice and wet for me, Christy, and showhow much you really want me," he

commented, slowly sawing his thick digit in and out of her tight, wet opening and further humiliating her.

She did not want him, and she never would want him- but he was making her wet.

His finger, coated with her silky secretions, began attending to her clitoris.

Christy's eyes opened wide when she felt him touching her there. "No, don't do this to me. Stop touching me

there... don't."

"Oh, yes, baby. Right there. Uh-huh, we both know how much you like having your special spot rubbed. Does it

feel good yet?" "No, stop it. | don't like it. Please."

"Sure, you don't, baby. But I'm touching it anyway. Oh, yeah, that starting to feel good, isn't it?"

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Contrary to her claims, her clit revealed the pleasure it felt by firming beneath his finger, and he continued

manipulating it as he soothingly spoke.

"Shh, it's okay, Christy. You going to lettouch it for a little while, baby. Your family and friends need you to

protect them. You either cooperating or someone's gonna get hurt real bad, maybe even die. Remember who |

am? If you pissoff something unfortunate will happen to someone you care about."

"Oh god, no. Stop it... don't."

Her struggling began to subside. "That's it. Calm down, and letplay with it, baby. It won't be bad. See how

good it starting to feel?"

"Oh... oh... oh... ah, stop touchingthere. Ooh... no."

He reached into the waistband of her thong and began slowly sliding it down her legs while masturbating her.

"No... please... don't," she cried. The young, confident woman on her way to a promising job interview moments

ago had turned into a sniveling schoolgirl. "You can't do this toagain. | won't let you."

"Yes, | can do this to you, Christy, and you gonna letbecause you don't have a choice. You my girlfriend now,

baby, and you already done nasty things with me. Remember what we did yesterday? This be all your fault

because you too beautiful to resist; you keep makinghard."

"I didn't do anything to you. I'm not your girlfriend. Stop it."

He lifted her dress up, revealing her

firm, prize-winning ass covered with

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her I8gs apart; her thong, which he

had left around her lower thighs,

bectaut. Christy heard a loud

crack before the sting registered in

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"Don't talk back to me. If | say you my girlfriend, you best agree with me," Reggie growled while disciplining her.

"Now say it to me."

Her ass was already tender from the

spanking he gave her the day befare.

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please | I'm your girlfriend." "Say it

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"I'm your girlfriend."

"Again!" Another smack...

"I'm your girlfriend damn it! I'm your girlfriend! I'm your girlfriend!"

When Christy's spanking finally ended, her ass glowed red and radiated warmth. He soothingly ran his hand up

and down each of her firm, young butt cheeks and squeezed them.

Bent over the kitchen table she

sobbed, her bare ass red and sticking

out for him. Reggiciogadintibe

of this ARporttni y, pulled down his

boxers and aimed himself at his

weary target. The head of his penis

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