My “f***ed Encounter” Intro - Sex Stories

My “f***ed Encounter” Intro

... because I have never been a big city kind of girl and have never been before. Anyway, we were walking from one bar to another and suddenly there was this huge black man standing in front of us with a gun demanding money. I am just about shitting myself but Master gets all up in this guy’s face and before I knew what was going on, it looked like my sweet Master had taken the barrel of the pistol to the side of his head and down he went. Then this huge man grabbed my wrist and before I could scream or make any attempt at escape, someone came up from behind me and put something over my mouth and I was picked up like a rag doll and tossed into the trunk of a car. I don’t know if I just fainted or if they used something along the lines of chlorophorm but the last thing I remember was the sound of tape being wrapped around my head and the sight of the trunk closing. My next memory is one of pure terror, I couldn’t move, I couldn’t speak, and I couldn’t see. Once I calmed a bit, I could tell I was naked, blindfolded, gagged, and tied spread eagle on some sort of rough wooden table. I could also tell that I had already been repeatedly fucked because of the wetness of my pussy and the salty taste of cum on my lips. As I laid there trying to move and piece things together I overheard one of what sounded like several men say that they had “already taken care of the prick.” I knew immediately what that meant. My loving Tyrell was dead. One of them noticed me moving and said something ...

... to the effect of the meat is awake. I felt my wrists release and then someone violently pulled me to a sitting position by my hair. My wrists were quickly bound behind me and then my ankles were released. This is when I was given my fate. One of them grabbed me by a nipple, twisted and pulled me toward him. He told me that they had already taken care of my man and that they planned on using me for a few days. He said that if I was good they would let me go when they were done. He asked me if I understood and I nearly gave myself whiplash nodding yes. I could feel myself crying and shaking and I was asked if I would be quiet if they took out the gag. Again I nodded yes and one of them ripped a piece of tape from my mouth and released whatever it was they had jammed in my face. As soon as my mouth was free someone grabbed me by the hair and I was thrown to my knees, and I felt a flaccid cock slapping against my cheek. Now scared or not, I know what that meant and so I opened my mouth and turned my head to receive the dick. Now I can tell you that every single cock I took over the next 3 days were all a good 8 inches and fat. This guy, who in my mind I nicknamed Turd 1, was by far the biggest prick of them all both literally and figuratively. While I never did see him or his lovely cock, I would be you $1000 that he was 12 inches if he was an inch. It grew quickly in my mouth and in no time he was using my face like a fleshlite. He had his hands wrapped in my hair and used it to ...