Getting a job: Desperate: Blackmail: Accept: Bent over a table
From Create Your Own Story
"Face down ass up" he commanded. He waits a moment then grabs my shoulder and turns me around and bends me over his desk.
I then felt between my legs something that sent off a warning bell in my head. He was lining up his ridged cock, it was gentle as if it was kissing me. He wasn't gentle a moment later as he tried to ram his entire penis into me. He made it in two inches and paused for a moment, and the pain made go weak at the knees.
"OOOOOOWWWWWW" I screamed.
"Ohh shit your tight!" He said and then rammed me again, pushing another inch in and I felt my hymen tear. It felt like someone was stabbing me with a knife through my vagina, it was sharp and acute.
"It hurts, stop. PLEASE!" you begged and then began on sob.
Mr. Hunter didn't stop, he kept pressing and pressing further in. Thrust after thrust he stretched me to fit his penis. Horrible sounds of gas were escaping out of me since the air he pushed in had a hard time getting out. He continued and even started grunting with every thrust and then I felt him bottom out with a new sharp pain as he hits my cervix. He then says " There, finally all the way in. Time to" 'SLAM' "pick up the pace!" 'SLAM'
I lost the ability to communicate, the pain kept knocking me back into reality as I try to block it out. It wasn't like how people write about, that if you go on long enough it becomes enjoyable. This felt like I was being tortured and there was no please in it.
Tom picked up the pace, and could hear it in his grunts. The faster he thrusted the better it felt for him, making him grunt louder and louder, while I wimpered and sobbed louder and louder as the pain grew.
His pace peaked slamming into me and I felt something knew, there was a twitching. "AHHHHhhhhHHHHHHhhhhh" he said and the next thing I feel are splurts of heat inside me, one after another after another.
He then collapsed on top of me, leaving himself inside me. I feel him shrink and then him pulling out and getting off me. With the event over I huddled in a ball and zoned out feeling like I was dirty, and that wishing could make it go away.
