He told me to be careful. He wants me to have a good time while I am out with my friends but to pay attention to my surroundings, keep my head about me. I told him I would before I hung up the phone. I got dressed, then drove to the club. I was meeting friends, and since I had to get up early in the morning I drove there myself. I made sure that I only had one glass of Champagne, so I could leave early and get home in time. The rest of the evening I drank sparkling water.
I am not sure what happened, but when I left I was just about to my car when I started to feel incredibly dizzy. I had to hold onto the car so that I could stay on my feet, I had just opened up my door and then everything changed. When I woke up I was in the back of a mini-van, there were two men driving. I had no clue where we were, it was very dark out so I knew we weren’t near any big towns, or a city. I started to panic and I felt like I was going to get sick.
Eventually we pulled over and I was shaking because I was terrified. My legs and wrists were secured and I had no way to get the duct tape off. I was yanked from the back of the mini-van, and placed in between the two men so I could hop my way to the front of the vehicle. One of them secured a piece of duct tape over my mouth. The passenger door was still open and I was bent over the seat. My legs and ass were outside the vehicle while my tits were pressed up against the actual seat.
The first sting happened suddenly. It cut through the skin on my ass cheek as if it was made of butter. I cried out, the second was hard but I could tell it wasn’t as sharp as the first, but it still hurt more than I could bare. Sweat covered my body, I was trying to wiggle around, to get away, but that was not possible. A third, fourth, and fifth lash came down just as hard. I was sobbing. Then I felt something thick and wet squirted between my ass cheeks. I had no idea of what it was but then I felt the first four fingers burst their way into my asshole. The whipping was bad enough but this brought on a whole new level of pain.
I tried to beg through the duct tape, it came out as just a muffled whimper. I felt the last knuckle of the thumb penetrate my ass, then I felt a fist form. I was being fisted and there was nothing I could do to stop it. I kept praying, pleading, crying, and anything else I could think of to make it stop. I felt the fist slip from my ass and there was an overwhelming sense of relief. I could tell my asshole was gaping open. Then I felt his cock, ramming at full speed into me. At that point I had given up, I told myself that if perhaps I tried to enjoy what was happening that maybe I would.
I closed my eyes, took a deep breath through my nose and pushed back against the eager cock. His hand slipped between my legs and my clit was pinched hard. I yelped again, but I liked it, I liked the pain. His fingers started to softly stroke my clit, then it would be pinched again. This went on until He came deep inside of me.
I was turned around roughly while the man took his Balaclava off. It was Him, my Sir whom I had spoken to before I left to spend time with my friends. He looked at me and said, “Next time do as you are told instead of ignoring your surroundings. This could of been really bad for you, I hoped you learned your lesson.”
