PREY

PREY- SURRENDER

I gasp and huff beneath the plastic bag, he’s laughing above me and I can only see his shadow through the plastic bag. The mini holes punctured in the bag were meant to make it easier for me to breathe, given the circumstances, I wouldn’t have known the difference. In my mind I couldn’t breathe and my body was quickly becoming aroused against my will. I knew he was trying to force an orgasm out of me. It wasn’t about pleasure to him, he wanted to do it until it was torture for me. My entire body aches and he’s easily holding my thighs apart now as he’s pressing the toy inside of me roughly.

My arms are still trapped and bound painfully in the stress position, my hands cuffed in front of me and pressing into my sternum with a small pole threaded between my elbows to pin my elbows back. I could feel I was losing all the circulation in my hands by now and I was sure they were about to drop off. I was completely at his mercy and my arms were pinned painfully and though I could possibly kick him away he wasn’t making it easy for me.

He laughs as I try to crawl away, the pole holding my elbows in position digs further into my back and I cry out in pain as the stress position hurts more. My hands feel like they are blue now and I know it won't be long before I lose all sense of feeling in them if he doesn’t release me soon.

“f**k!... No... AHHH!” I know I can’t get away from him and he laughs as he torments me. One of his knees pressed into my thigh with one of his hands easily holding my other thigh down as he pressed the toy inside of me. I felt him adjust the toys' settings. He turned the toy up to the highest setting and laughed at me as I spasmed.

My stomach hurt, the room was starting to spin and I gave an involuntary spasm as he brought me to orgasm. The tiny hairs on my body stood on end and I saw stars. It wasn’t just unwanted pleasure I felt, but shame.

“You’re my filthy little slut now. Every time you come in your shitty life you'll remember this. You’ll never be able to reach orgasm ever again after this. I own you now, my little c*m dumpster.’’ His words were malicious, he was torturing me like this simply because it aroused him and because he could.

He was sitting on my legs now and pressing the toy inside of me, moving it roughly and overwhelming me with the sensations. I couldn’t struggle anymore, it hurt too much to move and my muscles in my upper body hurt too much. I could only whimper and sob as he forced me to feel what he wanted me to.

“Stop resisting it. Come for me you little slut.” He was unrelenting and laughed at each weak squirm and attempt at escape that I made. “I want to see you squirm, I want to see you suffer. Don’t bore me or I will kill you.”

Out of nowhere, he slapped my swollen p***y hard and the toy jolted inside of me, the sensation almost pushed me over the edge again.

He reached into his pocket to pull out his knife again. I could see it glittering in the dimly lit light and I felt him trace the flat side of it beneath my breasts. He pricked the tip of the blade into my n****e, which was hardening and not from the cold air.

“I can smell your f*****g cunt, god, thought you weren’t enjoying this?” He started to trail the knife slowly towards my c**t and I froze up when he held the knife next to the c******l massager of the toy. It was so cold and my breath hitched in excitement, I had always had a fetish for knives and he sensed that. Now he is using this against me.

“No... No...” I felt myself buck and spasm involuntarily as he dragged the knife around my labia, the sensation pushed me over the edge and I gave a tormented scream as I came. His laughter in my ears. “P...Please.”

The plastic bag was tighter over my face and I felt I didn’t have much oxygen coming into my airways. It was getting hard to breathe and the more ragged my breathing got the tighter the bag felt.

“P....Please.” He mocked. He made a small cut on my thigh and I felt it bleed. “I really can’t hold out much longer, you little c**k-tease. I’m letting you c*m and I don’t even get a thank you?’’

I tried to arch my back to crawl away but he was sitting on my legs and the pole secured behind my back dug into me. It hurt too much. I could only scream beneath the plastic bag and I could make out his smile from beneath the suffocating mask. He was

slowly stroking himself as he watched me suffer, I was exhausted, nothing he did from this point on would matter anymore.

“Thank you...” I whimpered, anything to stop him from hurting me.

“Good girl...” He purred as he decided I wouldn’t be trying to fight him off anymore and uncuffed my hands. He laughed at me as I gave a whimper of pain as the blood suddenly rushed back to my hands which felt as if they had lost all feeling and use. I tried to actively wriggle a few of my fingers but wasn’t even sure I could move them or not. They felt like they were numb and my hands slumped to the sides, my elbows still pinned in place by the bar. My hands were free and the pole secured behind my back suddenly didn’t feel like it was as painful anymore. I couldn’t block out the pain in my hands and entire body from his rough treatment of me. He was watching my face as he squeezed my hands and flicked my fingers to prove a point. I had my arms back but he could still hurt me any time I disobeyed him.

“You’re having fun with me right?’’ He whispered and I nodded beneath the bag over my face. I could have only imagined my face beneath it, my make up felt smudged, tears in my eyes and I was perspiring and covered in his c*m and piss. I felt broken, my soul and body broken. I didn’t protest as he kept adjusting the toy to find a setting that would make me squirm again. I was starting to disassociate now and it seemed to be boring him. He gave a grunt and pulled the bar out to free my elbows and grinned at my cry of pain. My arms were free now but my arms felt like they were dead and I still couldn’t move them.

“You’re too quiet for my liking. You know what that means right?”

I could only sob as I felt him pull the rabbit out of me, I felt warm trails of wetness on my legs as he did so. He pulled the plastic bag up a little to poke a hole into the mouth section. As long as the mouth hole was open I would at least have some chance of breathing properly. He pushed the rabbit into my mouth.

“Taste yourself, slut. Taste your delicious shame.”

I sobbed, sucking my own juices off the toy and I heard him exhale in satisfaction as I did so. He pulled the toy out of my mouth and forced his fingers inside my mouth and chuckled as I instinctively sucked them.

“Such an obedient little pet.” He murmured. I felt him pull his fingers out of my mouth and he pressed his d**k to my lips and he chuckled as I hungrily took him in and started sucking him. Anything to please him and to stop him from hurting me. He groaned in pleasure and then pulled the bag tighter over my head.

I gasped in shock and terror, he was pulling the bag too tightly over my head and his c**k was in my mouth. I cant breathe!

“Why’d you suck my d**k if you don’t want this? Hmm? Thought you were in control hmm?” He pulled out and caught my saliva in his hand, spreading it over my face to make the bag cling to my face more. He was crouched over me now, pumping himself in my mouth as the bag cut off all of my oxygen.

“Oh gosh, I wish I’d filmed this. Send this to all of the people you love.” He pinched my nose closed beneath the plastic bag and with his d**k pushing into my throat and unable to breathe as the panic set in.

My arms, I can move my arms! I reached up and attempted to push him off. I heard him gasp slightly, clearly he’d got carried away and forgot my circulation would come back.

He laughed, easily flipping me over so his legs were locked over my neck and he was lying on his back with my face forced into his lap.

“Nice try, but this is too easy. You’ll have to surrender to me now or you may die like this. Imagine how your loved ones would feel if they found out you died by sucking d**k with c*m all over your slutty face.’’

To my relief, he pulled the bag off of my head and trails of my saliva, snot and sweat trailed out from it and clung to my face. He wasn’t done humiliating me and though I had my arms free he seemed unbothered as I clawed at him and tried to escape his leg lock. Pre c*m leaked from his d**k and he was grinning at me as he was about to force me to worship his d**k again.

“Thought you wanted to suck my d**k again? Get to it.” He pulled my hair and pushed my head down, raising his hips to my head and locking his legs even higher over my shoulders so I was pinned with his d**k in my throat. I spluttered and gagged and his eyes rolled in pleasure to the back of his head.

He pulled out and smeared trails of my saliva over my face. He pushed my face into his pubic hair. “Kiss and lick my balls, this is where you belong.” My face felt hot and bright red against his body, my face pressed into my own puddles of bodily fluids.

I obliged and buried my face into his balls, angling my neck to lick and suck them while he jerked off. I could smell my own bodily fluids as well as his but this was about control. Something about the leg lock felt degrading and he knew it, I couldn’t escape from it and he was in control.

He pulled my head up and hit me across the face with his d**k until I took it and sucked, trying to guide myself down before he could push me there. I gave a frustrated muffled cry as he still pushed my head down, holding it firmly in place as I gagged and spluttered. He pinched my nose and I realized he was too deep in my throat for me to bite, I struggled violently until he finally released me. His sadistic laughter made me feel angry, I wanted so badly to bite him.

He didn’t allow me to recover and pushed my face back into his crotch, jerking himself with a perfect amount of my drool coating his d**k.

“So shy, you were really going for it before. This feel too degrading for you?” He taunted me, pulling my hair as I tried to lick his balls and kiss them. My tongue slipped towards his perineum and he gave a shudder of delight. “f**k, do that again!” My neck strained as I tried to reach it with my tongue and he laughed, finally releasing me from the leg lock.

“f**k you..” I spat at him, regretting those words as soon as I watched his eyes flash. For a moment I thought that was it, that he would reach for his knife and slit my throat but his eyes twinkled. He had another plan on how to break me.

“Such a dirty little mouth, I have a place for a dirty little mouth. You’re starting to misbehave and I’m gonna do something very mean. Do you know where your face is going next?”