Forced Seduction

Chapter 2: Forced Seduction

After an hour of painting him, I yawned and my brush suddenly fell on the floor and bent to get it, but after I decided and decided to stand up, Mister Sebastian was already behind me, his eyes were looking at my cleavage and he slowly tucked my hair. I feel so nervous now and my breathing is so heavy. I want to run but I am paralyzed.

“You are a great artist…” he said with a calm voice.

I gulped and nodded my head while not having eye contact with him.

I leaned my hand on his rock and warm chest, then I suddenly pushed him.

“Please, sir…I need to finish my work now, so go back to the center.” I told him. He began to chuckle. I don’t know what's wrong with him, but he didn't let me finish what I was doing and he snatched my wrist tightly.

“What are you doing sir?” I asked him nervously and his grip was so tight that I moaned in pain and told him to let go of my hand.

“I like to kiss you…I can double the pay if you want to,” he said. He is showing me now his perfect white set of teeth while he is smiling. I bit my lower lip and told him, “No way… go f*ck yourself!” I yelled at him and pushed him. Then I ran to open the door but he grabbed my waist and we both fell to the floor. Now he is on top of me, “You can’t go anywhere, you are stuck with me tonight.”

“What are you doing? Can you please stop! I'm not going to have s*x with you tonight!” I screamed at him with my nervous voice and my lips were trembling. Even if he is handsome and the hottest guy in town, I would not go to have s*x with him.

“From the day I saw you at the gallery, I knew you were perfect for me,” he whispered to my ear softly and he caressed my thighs and squeezed them so tightly. “Ugh! what do you mean?”

I tried furiously to get away from him, but he simply snatched my wrist and pin and placed it over my shoulder, then retrieved a handcuff from his pocket and put it them to me.

He is really strong, and his broad palm simply captures my other hand, as well as handcuffing both of my wrists.

His hand slowly caresses my thigh and his other hand is cupping my breast.

“Why are you doing this to me? Please stop…” I sobbed shockingly and tried to pull my wrist but was handcuffed at the feet of the chair.

He cupped my face and his lips suddenly touched my trembling lips, he kissed me in slow-motion and his tongue was playing with my tongue. While he was kissing me, I began to close my eyes and he tore my dress apart. I widened my eyes in shock and I kicked him.

“Please let me go…or I'll call the police!” begged him and I crossed my legs when his eyes landed on my legs.

“What if I don't want to? You are so sexy, so sweet and so fresh and young and so innocent a woman, you deserve to be f*cked,” he said, and he spread my legs and tore my underwear. I cried and whimpered, begging him to stop. I did not expect that this guy is such a ruthless man.

He licked his lower lip gently as he stared at my pink and freshly shaved p*ssy.

“Do you like this?” he said as he gently stroked my cl*t.”

“No! I thought you were a good guy. Why are you doing this?!"

“You have no idea why I’m doing this and I know that you are so wet right now,” he leaned down and tried to touch my cl*t and his hot tongue decided to lick my p*ssy’s lips.

“You don´t know me, I am just a normal painter…and I don't want to do this, sir!” I sobbed loudly and he was trying to f*cked me using his tongue. I donˋt know why I feel so wet, but this is unacceptable to me.

I could never forgive a guy like him.

“I know you, Carina. I saw you a lot of times in the art gallery, you just did not seem to notice me. I’ve been waiting for this moment to happen.”

I parted my lips and let out a small moan. I think my juices are leaking now with the way he licks and finger-f*cked my p*ssy.

I am still confused about how he knew me and blackmailed me to f*ck me like that.

Maybe this is all his plan because he is a pervert, but I can’t believe, despite his intimidating and respectable face, he is a devilish person.

The tears rolled on my cheeks and both my hands were still tied up. He cupped my breast and said, “You are so wet for me…”

“No…” I shook my body just to get away from him, but his strong hands just stopped me from protesting and he grabbed my waist so that he could eat my p*ssy properly.

“Let me pleasure you…tell me that you like it! Tell me...."

“Hnggghhh…I...I like it.” I let out a quiet moan as he began to lick it again and I arched my back because it felt so weird and good at the same time. I cried and begged him to stop, but in the end, I just squirted and leaked. My body is shaking because I can’t control myself from giving up, and my knees are trembling.

“Ugh…w-what d-did you do to me?!” I stuttered when I asked him that, “But we are just starting, so don’t close your eyes baby, look into my eyes while I f*cked you so hard!” he demanded as he tore all of my dress, and I now completely naked in front of him.

He kneeled and began to rub his big and long c*ck on my entrance and I tried to scream in pleasure as loud as I could, “My room is soundproof, no one is going to hear you…just let me do this to you, I know you are going to like this.” he said as he shoves his big d*ck inside of me, I feel like he is tearing me apart and stretching my v****a, first it was painful, my legs were shaking and my tears were continually streaming down on my face like a river but why does it feel so good? Why...

“Oh, you are so tight and…” he stops moving and thrusting inside of me when he sees blood leaking on my p*ssy and pulls out his d*ck and says, “I’m sorry, I didn't know that you’re a virgin…”