Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Good Girl Gone Wrong Ch 07

"Well look at that," He taunted, "God gave you an amazing mouth but a truly pathetic rack. How's it feel knowing

you have to go through your whole life with those mosquito bites? Hmmm? I'm talking to you slut." As he spoke,

he reached down and placing the flat of the knife against the cheek farthest from him, and with a little pressure

mixed with the fear that he might cut her, he turned her back to face him. "Is that why you have to suck dick

through a hole in the wall? Because the boys in your life only want to bang a girl that actually needs to wear a

bra?"

"|-1--" Beth started, but her voice cracked and the tears finally started to fall, so instead she just nodded, shaking

her head up and down as vigorously as she dared in the presence of the knife. She'd agree to almost anything if

he'd just put it

away.

"That's what | thought, I certainly wouldn't fuck a flat slut like you without a couple drinks" he said, letting the

knife fall away to his side. He waited for five seconds and then added, "well cunt, what are you waiting for? This

dick ain't going to suck itself."

With numb fingers Beth reached up robotically to free his dick. This was a nightmare, and all she wanted to do

was wake up. She couldn't though. All she could do was do what he wanted and hope he didn't hurt her, so with

her eyes closed she started to suck his dick on auto pilot just as she had practiced on more than a dozen

partners now. She tasted the salty unwashed flesh of his sweaty dick, and she attacked the sensitive underside

of his head, but her mind was a million miles away. She tried not to think about how she'd masturbated for

weeks to similar scenarios - to being forced to service someone as she con her fingers. Now she was doing

just what she'd fantasized about, and there was nothing erotic about it. It just made her shiver in fear as she

hoped it would all be over soon.

Her wish was granted in a way when he grabbed her blonde hair and pulled her head off his dick. Suddenly he

pulled her to her feet, but before she could ask him what he wanted now, he slammed her against the cold

cinder block wall. She didn't ask what he was doing as he grabbed her leggings and pulled them down to her

knees. "You said you wouldn't..." she sobbed, "You promised."

"Maybe | did," he said, stepping on the crotch of her panties and leggings that were halfway down her legs so he

could kick her feet apart and spread them even wider. "But if | did, it was just to twist the knife, slut." As he

talked she heard the knife clatter as he dropped it well out of reach on the floor by the sink, and then he pressed

against her from behind. His right hand guided his cock so that the head of his drooling cock was pressed against

her virgin hole, while his left gripped her by the throat while he leaned in to growl into her ear. "For the rest of

your life you're going to remember this moment, and you aren't going to remember the moment you fought,

because you fucking didn't. No - all you're going to remember the moment you gave your rapist a blowjob and

got his dick nice and slick so he could pop your cherry."

Beth was sobbing now, as his words cut her more deeply than his knife possibly could have while she squirmed

beneath his touch. "No," she whimpered, feeling the head of his thick cock dragging up and down her pussy as it

split her virgin lips. "Please don't... I-l won't tell, | won't... Nngghhhh..." She tried to plead, but it was too late. As

she begged for him to take pity on her, she took that moment to push the head of his cock inside her hole. She'd

lost her hymen years ago in gymnastics, but even so she'd never had a toy half the size of this cock, and Billy

hadn't gotten more than his fingertip inside her before she stopped him. "Ahhhhh, fuck..." she gasped as it felt

like she was being split open by her rapist. Rapist. That was the right word. Beth was being raped, she thought in

a detached way as she felt him start to slide deeper inside of her. This man was raping her against her will in a

gas station bathroom because she was a stupid girl that had decided to do something dumb because it made her

wet. "I'm sorry," she sobbed, realizing not just that this was all her fault, but that it was so stupid and

preventable. None of this had to happen, but here she was being split open by a

monster.

"Sorry?" her rapist asked as he bottomed out in her tight eighteen year old cunt. "Not yet, but you will be." He

punctuated his threat by moving his right hand to her hip and pulling her towards him hard enough to sink an

extra half inch of dick inside her so he could grind against her cervix and send a jolt of pain to the deepest part

of her body.

"I'll make you sorry alright," he said as he started to fuck her in earnest.

"Sorry you ever sucked dick for cash." Whack.

"Sorry you ever met me." Slap.

"Sorry you ever turned down my generous offer to spend the night." Thwack.

Every sentence was punctuated by the wet slapping sounds of flesh on flesh as he pistoned in and out of her

pussy. He was inside her, she thought. He was using her. Worse than that though, her body was starting to

respond to the sensation. Not her mind. Beth was sure she hated what was being done to her, but as the fucking

increased in speed and intensity, her nipples hardened, her pussy moistened, and she started panting.

"There she is," he said finally, noticing that she was finally starting to enjoy what he was doing to her. "There's

the slut | knew I'd find here tonight. | knew you'd love my dick if you just gave it a chance."

"Never," Beth said, barking the word to avoid the moan that almost cout of her mouth instead. "I'd never

enjoy anything a monster like you could do to me." It was a lie though, and she knew it when she said it. Even

now she could feel little bursts of sparks he caused. Not just when he dick slammed hagainst her cervix

either. When he tightened his grip on her throat or growled something particularly awful in her ear it was almost

as powerful. She hated this, but her body loved it and was betraying her to get more of it. She twisted and

struggled just enough to make him squeeze her tighter, and her hips started to subtly move back in tto

meet his thrusts.

"Never huh?" Her rapist laughed, before he started fucking her even harder. "I'll remind you of that when you're

cumming on my dick like the whore you are." He would have a chance to do just that, she was sure. At this pace

she was sure she'd cum for this awful man whether she wanted it or not. The orgasm was there, building like a

distant storm cloud, and there was nothing she could do to stop it. Instead she could only endure stroke after

stroke and insult after threat after insult as his cock thrust in and out of her body, violating every last inch of her.

Eventually he let go of her hip so that he could grope her tits while he used her pussy. "These might be pathetic,"

he groaned as he mauled her right breast so hard she gasped in pain, "But in my experience that just means

they're extra sensitive, doesn't it." As he spoke he pinched her nipple and twisted hard, creating a self fulfilling

prophecy of pleasure as the lightning of pain from her abused nipple met the storm of pleasure that had been

brewing deep in her womb, and detonated it. "Mmmmph, no I... n-nooooo," she cried out as started to cum on

his cock and couldn't make herself stop. If her rapist wasn't holding her up by pinning her to the wall, Beth

definitely would have melted into a spasming little puddle on the floor. What she did was hardly less

embarrassing though. She jerked spasmed while making small moans and whimpering noises like a broken toy.

She'd never be the innocent young woman she'd been before she'd started down this dark path, she realized, as

she was tossed and buffeted by the impossible pleasure that coursed through her. She'd never be whole after

she con her rapist's dick. Even though she was still trembling from orgasmic bliss as this idea occurred to

her though, her rapist never stopped fucking her, and by the tshe returned from her near out of body

experience, he was still hammering away at her pussy with his dick. "God you're fucking tight," he growled, his

strokes starting to speed up.