You fail. The creep subdues you and ties you up so you can't try to escape again.

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Too late you realize the creep was expecting you to try something of the sort. He dodges your foot and, without letting go of your arm, throws you to the ground, then throws himself on top of you. Only when you are pinned with his body weight does he let go of your arm.

He grabs your hair and pulls your head back. He places the blade of his knife against your throat. "You shouldn't have done that," he says. "Now I'm gonna make sure you don't try anything like it again."

You try to resist as the man pulls your arms behind your back and binds them with strong rope. You tug at your bonds as he shoves a rag into your mouth, then ties a disgusting scarf over that. The rope is tight, and there's lots of it. You can't feel any knots. You realize this creep seems to know what he is doing when it comes to tying up young women.

You try to beg for your safety, but the gag is tight, too. You cannot scream for help or try to talk your way out of this mess. And, with your hands tied behind you, you can't fight.

"Roll over." The man's voice sounds harsh. Scared and all too aware of just how defenseless you are, you do as the creep says, and roll over onto your back. He forces you to watch as, grinning the whole time, he picks up each item of your clothes, one at a time, and destroys them, ripping them and then using the knife to cut them into shreds. By the time he is finished, nothing is left of your clothes but scraps.

The man pulls you to your feet. Still standing behind you, he reaches around and starts playing with both of your boobs, one in each hand. This goes on for quite a while, as he starts off fondling them, if a little painfully, but then very quickly gets rough, squeezing and twisting them until the pain is excruciating. You scream into your gag, knowing as you do that no one can hear you. You are sure you know what is coming, and you try to think of a way out of it. Nothing comes to mind.

Eventually, the creep takes his hands off your tits. He grabs your shoulders and spins you around, roughly. Then he starts hitting you.

He is small, and wiry, but is also stronger than he looks, and he knows how to hit you, and where to hit you. And, of course, with your arms bound behind your back, you can't defend yourself. You stagger backwards, then sink to your knees as the man punches you in the face and head, in your breasts and in your belly. Once you are on your knees, he starts kicking your face and your tits.

Finally, you are lying on your back, looking up at the creep. Your entire body seems to hurt. You cry and tug at your bonds. This, you think, is the moment you really fear.

He lays down on top of you, slides himself inside you. You close your eyes and try not to think of anything as he roughly, viciously, drives himself deeper and deeper into you. It goes on for a long time. He screams and grunts in rage as he viciously rapes you. You cry and try to ignore the pain.

Finally, he pulls out. You open your eyes, and are in time to catch his cum in your face and on your tits. You start to choke on it, but manage to control yourself.

The creep reaches down, grabs your arms, and hauls you to your feet. "Now," he says, "this is for trying to get away like a bad little bitch." He beats you up again, even more viciously. You hadn't thought this was possible, but he must have been holding something back the first time. He doesn't hit and kick you as many times, but each blow is harder.

You scream more, even though the gag muffles your noises to where no one can hear you.

You hope he's finished, but of course he isn't. He hauls you to your feet again. He stands behind you.

"Bend over at the waist, cunt," he says.

You do.

Once again, he fucks you, brutally driving his still-engorged dick into your pussy. The force of his deep thrusts drives you to your knees, then onto your belly. Still, he continues, only stopping when you are lying on your stomach.

At least, you think he's done. You feel him pull out of you. Then you feel him enter you again, this time in your rectum.

This time is as hard, brutal and painful as the first two times. You endure the agony of having your butt violated, and wait for him to stop.

When he does finally stop and pulls out, he once again squirts his cum on you. You feel it splash over your thighs and your ass.

With his foot, he rolls you over.

He smiles at you as you look up at him in terror. "Thanks for a great time," he says. "It's been lots of fun, and I know you enjoyed it too."

You try to curse him out for that, but of course, you can't. He ignores you anyway.

You wonder what is going to happen to you next.


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