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A game of truth or dare works out well for the pizza boy.
I couldn't reach BB. I started crying. I sat on my bed for a good hour and a half with a baseball bat and a butcher knife. I figured it was just a prank that BB was pulling in order to scare me. He knows how to really get me going (in more ways than one I might add!). I finally fell asleep after two hours of paranoia.
Something woke me. My room was completely dark and I started to get scared again. What happened to my night-light?
"Hello little girl." Who was that? I knew who it was, I just didn't want to admit it to myself. The next thing I know there's a person on top of me. I was pinned. I struggled to break free but he was so strong. I finally managed to wiggle an arm free and flip on my lamp.
It took a second for my eyes to adjust but when they came into focus I saw a man in a black cloak and ski mask. There was a hole in the cloak and his hard cock peered at me. I tried to scream but he took my handkerchief off of my nightstand and shoved it in my mouth. Like gross. I blow my nose on that thing!
He grabbed my wrists with one hand and bound them with handcuffs to my bedpost. He roughly moved down my body to my chest. He took deep breaths when he got to my breasts. I think he was smelling them or something. Weird.
Oh my god. I can't believe he had the nerve to rip my silk nightgown! I tried harder to get away from this jerk, but the harder I fought, the rougher he got.
"Stay fucking still slut. Do what I say and I won't go through with my plans concerning a certain BB and the removal of 'Henry'." That was the same creepy voice. I could only see his eyes and mouth. He was definitely smiling. I listened to him. I was helpless and he'd have his way with me anyway. This way was less painful. He quickly bound each ankle to the same bed post and continued to smell me. Don't ask, it's not my fetish.
He sat on my chest and lifted the cloak. His bare ass was on my chest and I could feel his swollen, hairy balls sitting between my tits. I took a big breath and let out a soft cry. He removed the fabric from my mouth and I didn't make a sound. I love BB and didn't want anything bad to happen to him, especially castration!
The stranger moved closer to my mouth and I could tell he was still smiling. His big, still partner-in-crime was staring me down. I could feel its eye penetrating my soul. I knew it would be penetrating a lot more than that before the whole ordeal was finished. I decided that I'd play the good little slut in hopes that he'd let me live. Ok, so maybe I was getting a little moist and my pert nipples were hard as beach pebbles.
Before I could have another full thought, his cock was at my lips. I could feel the warmth and the throbbing of his massive prick. I licked the head, hey if I'm going to do it, I'm going to do it right. I swirled my tongue around the beautiful purple bulb and let it enter my mouth slightly. He thrust his hips forward and hit the back of my throat with a good amount of force. I adjusted my breathing and let him hump my throat while my tongue made love to his cock.
His pubic hair was tickling my nose but I kept up my task at hand (or mouth) and tried to please him as best I could in hopes that he'd cum and it'd be all over. The saliva and precum dripped out of my mouth. Some went on my chin and trickled down my neck or cheek. Some slid down his cock and onto his tightening scrotum.
He removed his member from my lips with a plop. I closed my eyes hoping that he'd jerk off on me and be finished. Instead he undid one of the ankle cuffs and spread my legs far apart. I could feel my muscles being stretched and they burned from the extension.
He positioned his face at my now wet pussy and started smelling my private area. I was so embarrassed! I tried to close my legs but he just forced them apart again.