The salesman stabbed me

Today, as I was getting dressed and getting ready to leave, I suddenly heard the doorbell ring. I went over and opened
the door a crack to peek out. I saw a man in a suit standing in the doorway.
　　I said, "Who are you looking for?"
　　He said, "Hello, miss, I'm an insurance salesman."
　　I said, "I don't need to buy insurance."
　　He said, "Let me explain first."
　　I said, "I'm sorry, I'm very busy, I'm about to leave."
　　He said, "I'll only take ten minutes of your time, it'll be quick, it won't take up too much of your time."
　　I said, "I really don't have time, I'm in a hurry."
　　He said, "Let me explain, it'll be quick."
　　I thought about it, and since I was planning to buy insurance soon anyway, I said, "Okay, I'll give you ten minutes."
Then I opened the door and let him in, and invited him to sit down. I sat on the sofa opposite him.
　　After he came in, I said to him, "Just ten minutes, I'm really in a hurry, please make yourself at home!"
　　After we sat down together, he took out an insurance brochure, and I sat on the sofa with a sense of helplessness as he listened to him.
He saw my helpless expression, but he still patiently explained it to me. As I listened, I got a little
bored, so I crossed my right leg over my left, placed my hands on my thighs, and rested my chin on my hand while listening.
　　After a while, I glanced at him and noticed that he swallowed hard while looking at me.
I looked at myself and realized that I had been preparing to go out, wearing a low-cut t-shirt and a mini skirt. After noticing
him looking at me, I changed my posture, put my legs down, pulled my shirt up a bit,
and sat up straight on the sofa.
　　I checked the time; it was almost time to leave, so I said, "Excuse me, I have to
go now. I
　　'll contact you again another time!" He immediately stood up, came over, and sat on the sofa next to me. He took out a piece of paper and said,
"Okay, could you please leave your contact information, miss?"
　　I thought for a moment and said, "Okay!" Then I picked up a pen and wrote my
phone , while he watched me write. When I looked up, I realized he was
staring at my chest.
　　After I finished writing, I tugged at my clothes and said, "I'm really in a hurry, thank you for your excellent explanation."
Then I reached out to shake his hand.
　　He kept staring at my chest, and unexpectedly, he suddenly reached out and grabbed my breast. I
immediately slapped his hand away and said, "What are you doing!"
　　He leered and said, "Miss, you're so beautiful, your breasts are so big and white! I couldn't help but grab
them."
　　I shouted, "You're crazy, get out! Or I'll call the police."
　　He stood up, leering as he walked over. He said, "Go ahead and call the police! See if you can get there in time." Then he
suddenly reached out and grabbed my breast, and I immediately resisted, hitting his hand hard while screaming for help.
　　Hearing me scream for help, he covered my mouth with his hand, pushed me down onto the sofa, then pressed his lower body
against my legs, groping my body with one hand. No matter how much I resisted, I couldn't push him away.
　　He touched me for a while, then lowered his head and started kissing my neck indiscriminately, occasionally trying to kiss my lips. I desperately
shook my head to avoid his mouth, trying to keep him away. Suddenly, he grabbed my chin with one hand, twisting my head towards
him, and then he lunged at me with a kiss. I immediately shut my mouth tightly, not letting his tongue in.
　　I shook my head frantically, hitting him hard with my hands, and slapped him hard. He must have hurt him, because he
paused for a moment.
　　I saw a fierce glint in his eyes, and then he slapped me hard, saying fiercely, "You slut,
you dare hit me? I'll fuck you to death!" Then he looked around, grabbed my hand tightly,
and dragged me towards my bedroom.
　　I knew he was going to rape me, so I resisted desperately, trying to shake off his hand, but I
could n't. Seeing my resistance, he said fiercely, "You slut, you can't escape. I'm going to fuck
you today!" He then pulled me even harder towards the bedroom, pushed me to the bedside, and threw me
onto it.
　　After throwing me onto the bed, he immediately ran to lock the door and looked around. I
saw him seemingly searching for something, so I desperately screamed for help, but since the doors and windows were closed,
no one outside could hear me. After a while
　　, he came over. I thought he was going to hit me, so I desperately backed away. But when he came over,
he didn't hit me; instead, he saw a pair of stockings I had left on the bed. He immediately picked them up, pulled on them,
and then came over to me, forcefully grabbing my hands together and tying them with the stockings. He then
pushed me back onto the bed and forcefully pulled my bound hands above my head. Only then did I realize that
he wanted to tie me to the headboard to prevent me from resisting so he could slowly play with me. Now, all I could do was desperately scream for help.
　　After tying me up, he picked up the underwear I had taken out and left on the bed while changing clothes and forcefully
shoved it into my mouth. At that moment, I couldn't scream.
　　He leered and said, "Scream! Scream harder, you slut, see how I'll play with you later."
　　He quickly moved over, pressed himself against me, and pushed my clothes and bra up with his hands, revealing my
snow-white breasts. He squeezed my breasts hard while kissing my nipples intensely.
He pinched me so hard it hurt, and I couldn't scream, so I could only kick him forcefully. Seeing this, he
used the same trick again, pressing my legs down with his lower body and thighs to prevent me from resisting. Ignoring my pain, he kissed me relentlessly,
pinching my nipples and breasts hard.
　　After playing with me for a while, he reached down and pulled my skirt up slightly, stroking my genitals through my
underwear . I let him touch me for a while, and even though I was being raped, I still felt aroused. I
felt my vagina getting wet, and the pleasure was constantly stimulating me. I thought to myself, "So, being raped can also be
pleasurable."
　　He couldn't wait any longer, so he sat up, took off his own clothes and pants,
then forcefully pulled down my underwear and touched my labia directly with his hand. After touching me for a while, he
said , "Beautiful lady, you feel something even when you're being raped! Does it feel good? There's more to come!"
After saying that, he continued to touch my labia, occasionally inserting his fingers into my vagina and thrusting them in and out.
　　At this point, I was desperate, and my resistance wasn't as strong as before. I let him caress my genitals,
and my pleasure grew stronger and stronger.
　　After a few minutes, he couldn't hold back anymore, and my vagina was quite wet. He lifted my
legs with his hands, knelt opposite me, and I knew he was going to penetrate me, so I rubbed my legs together forcefully, trying to
get away from him. Seeing that I was still resisting, he pressed my legs down hard, then rubbed his penis against my vaginal
opening a few times before forcefully thrusting it in. As soon as
　　he penetrated me, I felt a mixture of shame and excitement. I thought that since it was already like this,
there was no point in resisting anymore, so I closed my eyes, turned my head to the side, and hoped that it would all end soon.
　　With each thrust, my pleasure intensified. Although I was being raped, the amount of vaginal fluid
flowing increased, and I began to moan softly, accepting the pleasure emanating from below.
　　After a few minutes, seeing that I wasn't resisting, he pulled his penis out, spread my legs
apart, and then pressed down on me, thrusting his penis into my vagina again. While thrusting forcefully,
he grabbed my breasts and kissed the back of my ears and neck.
　　As he kissed me, he breathed heavily in my ear and said, "Beautiful lady, are you enjoying it? Your cunt is
getting ! Are you enjoying being fucked like this?" After saying that, he thrust into me a few more times. At this point, I
couldn't speak; I could only close my eyes and shamefully accept the pleasure of being raped.
　　With each thrust, the stockings binding my hands began to loosen, and my hands came free. I tried to
push him away again, but not with as much force as before. He probably knew I was slowly accepting the stimulation, and when I pushed
him away, he forcefully thrust his penis into my vagina. Waves of pleasure washed over me, and I had no choice but to give up resisting,
simply bracing my hands on his shoulders.
　　He continued kissing me, grabbing my breasts, and continuing to thrust his penis into me. Seeing that I wasn't resisting, he
removed the panties from my mouth, probably wanting to hear my moans! After removing the panties, my
moans grew louder, which excited him even more, and he thrust his penis in even harder.
　　After about ten minutes of thrusting, he whispered in my ear, "Beautiful lady, enjoying it? Come on, let's
change positions." I didn't answer him, letting him pull his penis out. After pulling it out, he
held and flipped me over. I followed his guidance and flipped my body over, becoming prone. Then he
pulled me up with both hands on my waist, so I was kneeling on the bed, my upper body lying face down.
　　After posing me, he patted my buttocks, then touched my labia with his hand, saying,
"Beautiful ass, you're so pretty! Quite a bit wet! Feeling good, huh?" He then pressed his penis
against my vaginal opening, rubbed it a few times, and forcefully thrust it in.
　　As he entered, we both cried out, "Ah..." At that moment, I was truly overwhelmed by
this special feeling and stopped resisting. He held my buttocks with both hands, his penis thrusting forcefully in and out
of my vagina. I moaned softly, slowly enjoying the feeling—it was both pleasurable and shameful.
　　With each thrust, I became more and more immersed, my moans growing louder. I began to feel his
penis moving inside my vagina, and I felt that his penis wasn't too big or too small, about average. My vagina
secreted more and more fluid.
　　I enjoyed this for about ten minutes when I suddenly heard him breathing heavily, and his thrusting became faster and faster.
Realizing he was about to ejaculate, I immediately pleaded, "Don't ejaculate inside! Please, please don't
..."
　　He ignored my pleas and continued thrusting forcefully, faster and faster, almost reaching his climax.
I pushed against his thighs with both hands, begging him not to ejaculate inside. Suddenly, he yelled, and I
felt something hot shoot into my vagina! He had really ejaculated inside me, forcefully pulling my buttocks
towards him, pressing them tightly against him.
　　My buttocks remained pressed tightly against his thighs, his penis twitching a few times inside my vagina.
I felt several streams of hot semen shoot into my vagina. At that moment, I cried, thinking, "Today
is fertile period!"
　　After he ejaculated, he immediately pulled out his penis, got up, and put on his clothes, ignoring my crying beside him. He hurriedly
dressed , opened the door, and left. I only woke up with a start when the door slammed shut. I stopped crying and
immediately went to the bathroom to clean the semen out of my vagina...

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