Abused while meeting someone online

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Abused While Meeting an Online Friend

My husband is away on a business trip, and I've been lying in bed staring at the ceiling for three nights already. Tonight
, I decided to go online. My online skills are limited to chatting.
As soon as I logged on, a man greeted me. His opening line was: "Can I spend the night with you?" Normally,
I would have kicked him out of the loop, but tonight, faced with such an invitation, I felt unusually excited, even having a premonition
that something would happen between us.
Sigh! My husband has only been away for a few days, and I'm already feeling incredibly lonely.
He's very talkative, so much so that he talks about everything. So, I learned his name is Dodge, and he works in urban sculpture. I don't know
why, but I told him a lot about relationships. I even let him know that we live in the same city. We talked
until 2 AM, and he wanted to treat me to a late-night snack, which I accepted. I went to meet him with some anticipation…
I drank a small glass of beer and then drifted off to sleep. When I woke up, I was lying on a Simmons mattress, my hands and feet tied
to the corners of the bed, completely naked, and my mouth gagged with duct tape.
I knew what had happened. I tried to struggle, but it was useless; the ropes were very strong. Thankfully,
I didn't feel anything unusual in my lower body. I fantasized about a hero appearing. The bathroom light was on.
I thought Dodge was taking a shower; he was so tall and strong, his thing must be huge… What was I thinking?
Dodge finally finished showering. I saw the projection of the light on the wall; his penis was really big, hanging
between his legs, swaying back and forth. Dodge stared at me silently for three or four minutes. Suddenly, he slapped me across the face.
It didn't hurt much, but I was terrified. I had encountered a slightly perverted person, and I didn't know what he wanted to do.
But then, after hitting me, he gently kissed me. First, he kissed my neck; his beard tickled my throat
, and his hands kept caressing my breasts. Perhaps because I had abstained from sex for several days,
my breasts felt a little swollen under his touch . My breathing became rapid when his hand touched my lower abdomen,
and my lower body felt hot. He seized the opportunity to reach my pubic area. He gently tugged at my pubic hair. My lower body was already
wet, but his fingers only moved around the outside, his nails scratching the outer edge of my labia majora.
My lower body was very swollen; there must have been a lot of fluid. My breathing was rapid because my mouth was sealed, and it was
very uncomfortable to breathe through my nose. But he didn't intend to let me go.
His fingers then stimulated my anus and perineum. My lower body was already very itchy, and fluid was flowing from my vaginal opening to my anus
, but he just ignored it. I was so anxious that my face turned red.
He just kept stroking the outside, and I could only twist my waist to seek more stimulation. He slapped me again, calling me a
slut. I cursed inwardly, "Who wouldn't be slutty when you do this to them? What are you doing? Just put it in already!" I cursed inwardly,
and finally, it had some effect. He placed his middle finger vertically at my opening and rubbed it up and down.
My lower body was swollen and itchy, and my juices were almost drowning his finger. My clitoris was already bulging
high. With a thrust of his hips, Dodge's finger entered my vagina. A jolt of electricity shot through my body, but I couldn't moan
out loud. Dodge finally understood my desire and allocated two fingers to my vagina. His fingers were large,
and both filled my vagina completely. Because it was already fully wet, I didn't feel any
discomfort. He thrust in and out dozens of times, and I tried my best to thrust my hips to cooperate.
Just when I felt my anus tighten and my vaginal opening about to open, he pulled his fingers out. I was furious! Dodge turned and went to the refrigerator
to get a carton of milk. Useless, needing to replenish before even starting! I was wrong. He didn't drink it,
but poured it onto my genitals. The cold milk instantly pulled me back to the reality of being kidnapped and raped.
He poured very carefully, most of it flowing into my vagina. After pouring, Dodge buried his head between my legs and actually
began licking my milk-covered vulva. He swallowed it drop by drop. His actions inexplicably excited me
, and my heart began to stir again. He licked very carefully, not even missing the area around my anus, and occasionally biting my
pubic hair, causing me to start secreting more fluid. My vulva felt numb and tingly from his licking, but this stimulation just couldn't reach
the point of orgasm.
He held my buttocks down, preventing me from wriggling, it was torture! Perhaps he had licked the outside clean, because he inserted a
straw into my vagina. Was he going to eat the inside too? This feeling excited me so much that my whole body trembled, and another gush of fluid
came out. He ate with great relish, and he had already consumed a lot of the milk mixed with my vaginal fluid that had initially filled my vagina.
Without any direct stimulation, I reached my first orgasm. The contractions of my vaginal muscles
squeezed out so much milk from the straw that Dodge almost choked.
He smiled contentedly, and I felt he wouldn't hurt or kill me anymore. I even hoped he'd come up with another way to torture
me. But he stopped attacking me and, after finishing his milk, masturbated in front of me. I was furious; he wouldn't give in to my demands
.
Thankfully, his fingers still tended to my craving vagina. After about four or five minutes, I clearly felt his
fingers, which were lightly probing my vagina, twitch. I knew he was about to ejaculate. A fishy smell filled the air; his semen was all over my face
, my eyes and nose. I cursed inwardly: I can close my eyes to avoid seeing you, but I still need to
breathe through my nose! The semen was inhaled and exhaled like snot, while he smiled smugly. Only after
my pleading expression did he wipe me clean.
Perhaps feeling he'd already had his pleasure, he focused entirely on stroking my genitals again
. This time, he didn't just attack from the outside; he went straight for my clitoris. His fingertips circled my clitoris,
my most sensitive spot. Touching it aroused me again, and my juices flowed freely once more. He always had something new to offer.
He pulled the duct tape off my clitoris, but because it was wet, it wasn't very secure, though
he still pulled it about two centimeters closer before removing it. It hurt a little, but the stimulation was too intense; after a few strokes, I climaxed again.
It was four o'clock, and there hadn't been a single act of sexual contact. I had reached orgasm twice, but more often than not, I was tormented by desire. Just
then, a gecko crawled on the wall, and he immediately grinned maliciously. I'm doomed!! He's using that gecko to torture me
. It's poisonous! Have mercy!! It's too late; he grabbed one of the gecko's hind legs and placed it on my genitals.
As it crawled, the gecko's head and feet occasionally brushed against my labia. My fear turned into a tingling itch, and my vaginal fluids involuntarily flowed
out again. Because my previous two orgasms weren't from penetration, I always felt something was missing, and now I desperately wanted Dodge to penetrate me
.
That wretched Dodge shoved the gecko into my vagina. I was terrified, my whole body trembling, covered in goosebumps
, feeling incredibly numb. But that damned Dodge, afraid the gecko would escape, sealed my opening with duct tape. The temperature inside my vagina
was too high, and the gecko thrashed around inside. I felt completely lost, twisting my hips wildly.
Dodge stroked my breasts with one hand and my anus with the other. The gecko's movements inside my vagina gave me an incredibly strange
stimulation. I didn't know if it was excitement or fear; my hips shook violently, making the whole Simmons mattress sway.
It had almost torn my vaginal walls apart. A sharp pain (or was it ecstasy?) coursed through my body, the electric current making
my whole body convulse. My nostrils weren't enough to breathe; I suffocated! When I awoke, the gecko was already unconscious on the floor
. A semi-transparent liquid kept overflowing from my vaginal opening, my lower abdomen rising and falling with each breath.
Dodge gently cleaned me with paper; I couldn't tell if he was a devil or an angel. It
was already five o'clock, and I felt the urge to urinate, but I couldn't tell Dodge, my face flushed red.
Dodge seemed to understand, and gave another wicked laugh. Oh no! Sure enough, he gently inserted a straw into my urethra
. I was both angry and anxious; how could I possibly urinate like this? Seeing that I couldn't urinate, he massaged my lower abdomen
.
After a while, I couldn't hold it in any longer; my body relaxed, and the urine flowed uncontrollably. Dodge quickly
collected it in the milk carton. That tiny pocket couldn't hold it all; urine dripped onto his hands and the Simmons mattress, and he even licked his fingers lewdly
. Dawn was approaching, and I didn't know what else was coming. He finally said to me, "I'm satisfied with your performance; I'm leaving."
He took all my clothes to the bathroom, soaked them, then came out and shaved my pubic hair, wrapped it in paper
, unplugged the phone cord, and only then untied the ropes. Having done everything, he calmly left. My clothes were completely soaked, yet
I still had to stay there for a few more hours…
(The End)

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