Your Story (1-3.7) Author: Unknown

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This is your story.

After your ship arrived in the Caribbean, you and your friends rushed ashore to a bar. You desperately wanted to fill your stomach with a bucket of rubbish and then find a girl who didn't have to go home late at night to have some fun. Two whole weeks ago, when you were still adrift at sea, you kept fantasizing about this moment. You even clearly remembered when you last had sex—three weeks? Or a month ago? Bullshit. You muttered, holding your drink, searching around the bar, hoping to find a charming local girl instead of a prostitute, so you could not only try something new but also save a lot of money from your wallet.

You wandered around the bar for a while, but not a single girl you were interested in was willing to discuss the evening's plans with you. As you were getting drunk, you finally realized that tonight you would have to take care of yourself again. But just then, you spotted a very attractive woman, perhaps the first one of the night…
You couldn't tell her age, but you sensed her maturity and sexiness. She was wearing a tank top and denim miniskirt, and because of her ample bosom, the already short tank top rode up even higher, revealing her slender waist and navel. Your gaze traveled down her navel, landing on her shapely, flawless legs. She wasn't wearing stockings, but rather high-heeled sandals, her toes polished a sexy black.

You and your lower body simultaneously felt your luck had turned. So you approached her, and although the alcohol you'd just drunk made you a little unsteady, you still tried to stand beside her with a charming smile, offering to buy her a drink. You loved smiling at beautiful women and believed few could resist such a smile.
And indeed, you succeeded again. After two more shots of tequila, you were already in a taxi with her on your way home.

After a long, passionate kiss, she asked the driver to stop and paid the fare first. After getting out of the car, you closed the door and continued your passionate kiss, following her to a small building in between. When you and she burst through the second-floor door in an embrace, she immediately pushed you onto the large bed in the center of the room, pounced on you, and frantically stripped off your clothes, and of course, her own…

It ended quickly. You blushed slightly, explaining to yourself that you had been holding back for too long, but you were too embarrassed to share this explanation with her. Fortunately, she didn't discuss it; in fact, she seemed quite satisfied.
She got up, made coffee, and handed you a cup, which you gratefully drank in one gulp. This became the last thing you remembered before losing consciousness.

When you woke up, you found yourself completely naked, your ankles and wrists bound with strong nylon rope, tied in very professional sailor knots. Your mouth was also gagged, and you couldn't make a sound except for breathing. You were a little panicked, but quickly calmed down. You tried to twist and turn, realizing you couldn't break free. So you turned over, desperately trying to lift your head, looking around the room. The room seemed to be the same one where you had just made love, and the woman who had been panting beneath you was now sitting in an armchair on the west side.

Even though you quickly lowered your head, she still noticed you were awake. So she stood up, walked to your side, knelt down, and looked into your eyes.

You didn't know why she had kidnapped you, because you didn't know her at all. Maybe she wanted to rob you and then dump you on the street, you thought. Maybe for safety she would strangle you and then throw you into the sea. You felt a sense of panic. You needed to do something, you needed to communicate, to talk to her. Maybe you could persuade her to let you go, but first you needed to be able to speak. Yes, that piece of cloth—you had to get that damn cloth stuffed in your mouth out of it.

So you slowly looked back at her with confused and pleading eyes, mumbling desperately, your body struggling as if to tell her you couldn't breathe because of the cloth stuffed in your mouth. She believed you, but didn't immediately remove the gag. Instead, she stared into your eyes and whispered, "I'll take it out for you, but you promise not to scream or swear."

You immediately nodded in agreement. She then removed the rag from your mouth. As soon as the rag was out, you coughed a few times to make sure your airway was clear, then immediately said to the woman, "Do you know what you've done? You want money, right? No problem, everything in my wallet is yours, but you have to let me go right now. If I don't return by dawn, people will be searching the whole city for me."

She smiled at you, seemingly not believing you. But you didn't give up and continued, "Do you know who I am? I'm a naval officer, you know? You kidnapped a naval officer, and if I don't return by the deadline, the people on the ship will be looking for me everywhere."

Her expression became suspicious; it seemed your words had some effect, so you pressed your advantage. "You're just after money, why make trouble for yourself? I'll give you all my money, just let me go, and I promise I'll never come looking for you."

She suddenly looked at you with a mocking gaze and said coldly, "Perhaps you don't know your situation, baby. No one will come looking for you, absolutely not. You're about to disappear from this world, disappear forever."

Her words sent a shiver down your spine. Perhaps she really was going to kill you, but you didn't want to give up trying. Just as you were about to speak, she picked up the cloth and stuffed it back into your mouth. Then she straddled you. Her hand traced your chest, her cold fingers sending shivers down your spine. You realized she was going to do it and struggled desperately, but her long, strong legs held your chest tightly. No matter how you twisted, you couldn't push her off. Her fingers slid across your body, but instead of moving your head or neck, they slowly slid towards your genitals. Finally, her hand grasped your penis. You stopped struggling, not knowing what she was going to do.
She looked down at you with hazy eyes, biting her lip, and said in a seductive voice, "You didn't perform well just now, you really wasted its good qualities. I think you wouldn't mind making up for your mistake before you leave, would you?"

You understood what she meant, but how could you possibly get excited again in this situation? You almost didn't believe she was going to do anything, but she did.

She took off the silk robe she was wearing, revealing nothing underneath. Her firm breasts and flat stomach were immediately exposed to you. During the lovemaking earlier, the lights were off, and you were in a state of intense desire, so you hadn't really paid attention to this masterpiece. But now, when you could truly appreciate them, you were not only amazed by their sensuality, but your stomach involuntarily warmed up, and your mouth became dry.
She leaned down, letting her soft breasts press casually against your chest, and brought her lips close to your ear, gently biting your earlobe. You could even feel her hot breath tickling your eardrums. Even under these conditions, even in this helpless state, you are ashamed to find that your lower body is undergoing obvious changes under this teasing. You don't even know if this helplessness is further fueling your excitement.

She also notices this change, so she slowly moves her body down, but her lips never leave yours—ears, hair, cheeks, neck, nipples… occasional light bites accompanied by hot breath constantly teasing your nerves. Your mind resists this unwanted excitement, but your lower body is no longer under your mind's control; in fact, your mind no longer resists, but instead succumbs to this excitement.
Finally, her hips moved to the most crucial part of your lower body. Suddenly, she straightened up abruptly, slightly raising her hips, reached out and grasped your already erect penis, aligned it with her own, and sat down with a thud, letting out a joyful moan. She straddled you, her body rising and falling, allowing your penis to thrust in and out of her. Her narrow vagina completely enveloped your most aroused area, squeezing it with each movement. Your mind was completely overwhelmed by this sudden, wild action, like a powder keg on the verge of exploding. You completely forgot your situation, involuntarily matching her movements with your hips, striving to reach the peak of pleasure, awaiting the moment of release.
Suddenly, a sharp pain brought you back to reality; you found her twisting your nipple hard with her fingernails. You looked at her with a puzzled expression, only to find her looking at you as well. Then you heard her say clearly, "Don't let it out, baby, unless I reach orgasm. If you're still like before, not knowing how to please a lady, I'll kill you right now, understand?"

A sudden fear acted like a dam, stopping the fluid that was about to be released. When you regained your senses, you suddenly realized your situation: tightly bound, like a lamb to the slaughter, forced to offer your body to the one who held your life in her hands. Shame instantly enveloped you. But your lower body didn't quiet down as you expected; on the contrary, the arousal brought on by shame seemed greater than the previous teasing. She continued to move on top of you, her warm, tight vagina still pressing against your defenses like waves. When the previous pleasure now felt like torture, you dared not look at her beautiful face, dared not look at her firm breasts, dared not even think of her. You were completely focused, with only two thoughts in your mind.

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