rp: side story Side Story: A Bad Deal

[Aura]

By this point, the young girl had completely lost any sense of positioning. All she knew was that she was on the bed with her face buried into the pillows, presumably in front of the bed's headboard. She had no idea where Zack stood or hovered over her and every breeze that brushed against her bare, defenseless body made her shiver with anticipation. He was still gripping her ass, playing with it like putty. She couldn't quite tell what position he was holding behind her. For all she knew, he could be preparing to tear into her asshole at any moment, within seconds, like some sort of wild animal. She was totally unprepared for such a horrific encounter and tried to clench her ass as tightly as possible to show her unease. It was the only thing she could think to do, but she knew that if he really wanted to take claim of that part of her body, he would easily overpower her and take it anyway... perhaps it would be for the best to just relax and let him have it. Even still, that was so much easier to say...

When the man finally spoke up, he revealed that he was much closer than before, causing the girl to gasp with surprise and press herself more tightly against the bed, as if trying to get away but with the mattress obscuring in the way. Due to the overwhelming panic in her heart, it took the girl several moments to process what he had actually said which only made her face go pale. By this point, his dick was already pressing firmly against her pussy and she could feel the heat from the hard cock as it throbbed against her crotch.  "A-ah! N-no, not like this...!" She began to protest again, tears flowing from her eyes. Was this really how she was going to lose her virginity? Was she really not going to be rescued? Where was her true love? Where was her hero? It wasn't supposed to go like this...!  "Please! I'm begging you! Please help me...!" The poor girl sobbed with misery as she felt his cock being forced deeper inside her body, slowly pushing itself beyond her lips. Regardless of her pleading, it now pressed firmly against her hymen and showed no sign of relenting. "Please! Please!!" She cried out of nothing short of desperation. "I wanna be a virgin! I never wanted this!" 

It couldn't have been a more humiliating way to lose. She was the one who had sold her own virginity and yet, here she was, begging to be let go as though she were being raped. She hadn't realized just how important her virginity was to her until now that she was going to lose it against her will. This was going to change her forever. She would never get her hymen back... Finally, with great force, the invader tore down the wall, her last desperate line of defense, causing her to scream aloud with pain.  "Ahhh!! No!! No!! No!!" She cried out again. It was wrong, all wrong. This cock wasn't supposed to be there! She wasn't supposed to feel this! She wasn't ready! His words, 'compliments,' burned her heart deeper. This really was her life. She was going to have to use this cunt to please all sorts of men... 'Why?' she thought to herself. 'Why me?' They could have chosen anyone... any slut who enjoyed having sex with strangers... why did they have to pray on someone like her? Was it just because of her mother? Was this all just to punish her? Why was she being dragged into all of this? She had nothing to do with her mother's decisions, it wasn't fair!!

The girl just laid there against the bed as her client continued to take claim to her body, releasing soft grunts between her muted sobbing. This was all for her mother... she had to remember that. She was saving her mother, protecting her... She had to be someone her mother could be proud of... even if that meant humiliating herself like this... she would do it... she had to...

[Neptune]

The cry that she let loose the moment his cock slid into her, seemed filled with not only physical pain, but her anguish and sorrow. Sorrow for the part of her that was now forever lost. Clearly she felt that her virginity was as precious as he had once thought it was, before meeting Silvia. The love of his life. Now… now he didn’t care about this girl and the value she held to it. The longer he spent with her, the more she seemed so similar to Silvia. It made a flash of white hot anger surge through him, and he had to control himself to avoid just slamming himself into her. Under normal circumstances, he would have certainly stopped a long time ago. But his mind seemed to have settled into a state of rage. Rage that he had been bottling up for years now, directed at Silvia. However it was this young whore that was unlucky enough to have put herself in the firing range and was now going to be the object in which he let out steam on. After all, he couldn’t do this to Silvia herself. He didn’t know if he could stomach it. But this girl was a nameless stranger, and they were unlikely to ever met again after they left this room. He didn’t care what happened to her.

He gritted his teeth and pushed himself even deeper, her white hot insides gripping his cock tightly. It felt as if her cunt was trying to pull him deeper, and yet push him out at the same time as if her body was conflicted on what it wanted. But considering her protestions, he wasn’t surprised. Her body wanted it, but her mind wanted it to stop. Right now, though, he didn’t give a flying fuck what she wanted. All he wanted was to get this rage out of his system. With a faint grunt, he pushed himself into the deepest part of her. He could feel pressure against the head of his cock as her cervix prevented him from being able to delve deeper into her body. He looked down, seeing that only half of his cock was inside of her. Well, hopefully that would not last long. He hoped that by the time they were done, she would have taken at least most of his cock.

He leaned forwards, pressing his hands to the bed on either side of her head. As she was so small compared to him, it was easy for him to lean over her, his lips brushing against her ear as he cruelly reminded her, “You’re the one who came to me. Offered to get fucked for money. A deal, is a deal. Even a bad one.” He said before he chuckled softly before pulling away from her ear. He then rolled his hips, pulling his cock out until only the tip was inside of her. The cool air of the room brushed against his cock, rapidly cooling the pussy juices that were clinging onto him. He pushed back inside of her, welcoming the hot depths of her body as they gripped him tightly. The feeling was so intense that it made his head spin. It drive his hips to keep moving, pulling back before pressing back into her body.

Even if he wanted to, he couldn’t stop himself. Her pussy felt so good that his hips wouldn’t be able to pull his cock out. Every instinct was driving him to keep fucking her. She didn’t seem to have noticed that he wasn’t wearing a condom and honestly, he didn’t care if she got upset over that fact when she finally noticed. He was glad that he wasn’t wearing one. It felt so good to feel the velvety flesh of her pussy gliding over the hard flesh of his cock. He just hoped that she was using some kind of contraception, because he had no intention of pulling out either. Her cunt felt too good. It was made to get fucked. And that was exactly what he intended on doing.

[Aura]

He didn't care. He didn't care at all. What else could she do? How could she fight? Where was her strength? Why was this happening to her? These were all questions that swirled inside her head. They weren't the questions she was supposed to be asking herself for her first time, that couldn't have been more obvious. She should have been more comfortable, with a man she'd trust with her life. The questions on her mind should be 'Do I look sexy for him?' 'Is he enjoying this?' 'How upset would he be if I mess up?' Simple, stupid questions that a flustered high school girl would ask herself on a first date. She didn't feel any of that here. She felt the man's cock continue to bury itself deeper and deeper into her body and she just sunk into the mattress with it. Her struggling had finally ceased to her ankles' delight, It was at this point that she realized just how hard she had been screaming and thrashing. Her throat felt like it had been torn apart and her body was filled with tremendous pain from the stress her muscles had experienced. It was all catching up to her along with the aching of her ankles from the tight shackles and the burning of the rope that bound her arms so firmly together. Her heart was heavy and twisted into a knot, like it was a clean white rag soaked in hope and love that was now being used to clean up whatever mess of emotions she was feeling, now wringing itself out but never returning to the color it was before. That hope and love vanishing into a sea of murky water. 

'It hurts... everything hurts...'

She didn't even know if she had said it aloud or not, but that wouldn't matter as this man probably wouldn't care either way. Those were simply the words that came into focus in her mind as she began to let go and accept her defeat. Movement was impossible, the only thing she could use were her words but this man didn't care at all what she had to say. If she spoke too much and got on his nerves, he'd probably just gag her, anyway. Besides, there was nothing left to fight for. She just had to keep going... for her mother... that was all she wanted.

With the cock as deep as it would go inside her body, pressed firmly against her cervix, the young girl didn't respond with much more than a grunt from the force he'd been exerting on her. Even still, he seemed to know exactly how to elicit a reaction from even a broken girl like herself. He pressed his hands into the mattress on either side of her head, leaving her feeling pinned, trapped, even more so than she did seconds prior. That was when he reminded her of exactly how she had gotten herself into this position. A reality she couldn't accept. She had to fight those cruel, cruel words. 

"That's not fair..." she whimpered in a pathetic, withered and cracked voice. "It wasn't my choice... I couldn't say no, I..." She shouldn't be saying this. She was going to regret it. If word got out, she or her mother could be killed... Just to fuck with her. "It's not fair!!" She cried out again, through new sobs. This must have been how her mother felt. She understood now, why she couldn't run or hide... why she couldn't tell anyone. Why she was always so afraid everywhere she went. By this point, erotic pleasure was impossible to obtain. But that didn't seem to stop the man from pulling back and thrusting back inside of her, only reinforcing the fact that he was using her for his own pleasure. This wasn't about what she felt at all. She was a cocksleve. Honestly, the thought of whether or not Zack was wearing a condom hadn't even crossed her mind with everything else going on. It was the last of her worries. What would it matter? It's not like anything she could do would change the facts. He wanted to fuck her without a condom and she couldn't just magically go back in time and take birth control if she hadn't. "I never asked for this..." She whimpered, vaguely continuing where she'd left off. "...I just wanted mama back..."

[Neptune]

Her protestations that it wasn’t fair, and that she only wanted her ‘mama’ back, only made him twitch in anger and he had to control himself from using his large hand to grip her throat to strangle her. Instead, he jammed his cock harder into her, slamming it up against her cervix. He leaned down, letting out a low growling sound that reverberated through his chest, “Well, here’s a life lesson for you. Life isn’t fair. The sooner you accept that, the better you can cope with it.” He told her before pulling his mouth back from her ear again. This was a cruel way to learn that lesson, but then life had not been kind in teaching it to Zack either. He had completely lost the respect of his parents before their death, resulting in them leaving nothing to him. And then, the tragedy that had completely changed his life. The death of his daughter, Aimie. He wanted nothing more than to have her back. If she was brought back, it would bring his wife back again. For four, beautiful years, their life had been absolutely perfect before it shattered into millions of tiny fragments. Happiness was like fragile glass. All it took was one impact to forever shatter it, and make it impossible to ever return to the state that it once was. This girl had been naive, just like he had been in his youth. It was time for her glass to be shattered.

After the sharp jab with his cock, he paused to allow her to adjust before he moved back into a steady rhythm. It was slow and methodical, as he concentrated in stretching her cunt out and forcing it to accept as much of his cock as it possible could. It also gave her time to adjust, as he wanted her to start moaning as she felt the hard flesh of his cock sinking into her. Just like it was best that she learn the lesson that life wasn’t fair, it was also best that she learn to derive what pleasure she could. It would make doing this job a lot easier on her. Besides, he wanted her to begin to love it. To turn from this innocent little flower into a cock-hungry whore that loved getting fucked by hundreds of faceless, and nameless men to try and satisfy her unquenchable thirst for sex. His hands were pressed firmly on the bed on either side of her head, keeping him upright as his hips moved against hers, gently humping her arse as he continued thrusting his cock into the deepest part of her body.

[Aura]

If she'd elicited any sort of reaction from this man, Aria would have expected him to take pity on her. There was a split second where she believed she'd actually gotten what she wanted. A chance to talk, a chance to get help from this man who might actually feel remorse for his actions! His thrusts seemed to halt for just that one moment. Aria had even begun to breathe a sigh of relief when suddenly, she felt his cock thrust suddenly deep inside of her body with extreme force, knocking the air from her lungs and making her choke on the words she was just planning to follow up with. It felt like her womb had just been punched with full force. She tried to scream but no sound followed. Her face was buried more harshly against the pillows while she trembled in pure terror. The only explanation for this sudden response... Life isn't fair. Why? It didn't have to be this way. He could have helped her! 

She'd been given a moment to recover. She took the time to catch her breath, but didn't bother speaking. She would only anger him further. There was no convincing this man. He wasn't human. No human being could be this cruel... right? Was this one man just a bad start? Was everyone going to be like this? So openly willing to rape and abuse an innocent youth like herself just to get off and move on with their lives while leaving her completely abandoned  and hopeless? Was humanity really that awful? As she thought these things, the man began to move again, this time slower and less forceful. He was taking his time, now. Enjoying himself now that the initial shock had been made. 

But there was no way she could take any such pleasure. She frantically shook her head to hide her blushing face, but any position that kept her face completely covered meant that she also couldn't breathe. "Mmrrphh.." She groaned into the pillows. She was quickly beginning to recognize the familiar feeling of unwarranted pleasure creeping up through her pussy once again, making her heart freeze. Once again, she started to squirm against her bonds again. Finally lifting her head from the pillow, now completely red. "No, no, please... This isn't how it's supposed to be! J-just fuck me, dammit! Stop trying to make me enjoy it! I'm not a slut!!" She shouted out in frustration. "You're not above raping me, so just fucking do it!!" 

Of course, she knew... She knew why she wanted him to go all out. To hurt her. To break her... She wanted an excuse. An excuse to be pitied... and excuse to end everything. She didn't want to live with this level of humility. What was even the point? She would only be degraded further and further each day... If this man didn't break her, though... if he made her enjoy this? Somehow, Aria couldn't think of another fate more horrifying than being content living the rest of her life as nothing more than a street whore... 

"Just do it... I know you hate me..."

[Neptune]

This time, her words more amused him than they did anger him. A smirk graced against his lips as he continued to move his hips in a slow and deliberate pace, causing his cock to slowly glide in and out of her body. Despite her protestations, her body was clearly enjoying itself as her pussy gripped his cock with a grip that didn’t seem to want to let up. Her words suggested that despite her efforts to not enjoy it, he was beginning to force it from her. Which only told him to keep doing what he was doing. But he couldn’t help but to chuckle a little at what she last said. He leaned back down and said almost mockingly into her ear, “Hate you? Oh no, my dear whore. I don’t hate you. I feel nothing towards you. You are nothing.” He pulled away slightly to allow those words to sink in. He was being truthful; she was nothing to him. Nothing more than a body for him to sink his cock into and get his end away. A means to help relieve the anger that boiled within him. He didn’t care for her reasons for doing this in the first place. The only thing that mattered was that she agreed to do this, and thus she had already sealed her own fate. 

He began to switch the angle of his hips, probing and searching for that sweet spot inside of her. He wanted to force moans from her, to make her feel good. He was even hoping to be able to get at least one orgasm from her before he was done here. So he continued probing with his cock until he found it. A slight difference in her pussy, easy to find due to the fact that he wore no condom. It was an area of her pussy that was slightly more spongy than the rest. Her G-spot. He began to glide his cock so that every inch that he could fit into her ran over that spot. He continued with his slow and deliberate pace, watching the girls red face for her reaction. He didn’t care for her wriggling, because ultimately she wasn’t able to escape from her bonds. She was helpless against him, and he hoped that she would soon be helpless against the pleasure that he was giving her.

[Aura]

'Nothing...' Aria's mind seemed to completely stop, her body froze and her heart hardened into lead. 'I'm... nothing...'  Why? Why did those words hurt so badly? It wasn't even the word 'whore,' that got to her. That was to be expected from someone who hated her. But 'nothing?' Why did she even care what this stranger had to say about her? She hated him. She wouldn't care if he died on the spot right now. So why did she care what he thought?  Every ounce of hope had already drained from her body. She had nothing left to fight for. She'd already lost her virginity, what difference would anything else this man could do make? 

Perhaps that one word simply hit too close to home for her. It was what she'd felt her entire life. Growing up in the slums, no father, a depressed mother... None of the law enforcement cared about her situation. Nobody spoke to her, nobody cared about her. She just simply... existed. She wasn't conceived with a purpose other than to humiliate her mother. Her own existence was a joke, a prank. She was to be rubbed in her mother's face just so they could call her a whore and a slut. She was a constant reminder of who her mother belonged to... And now, if there was ever a chance that her mother loved her even remotely, those bastards were using that against her now, too. Forcing her to watch as her daughter gets raped by man after man to pay off an impossible debt that's only going to grow out of control...

"Nothing..." She repeated, without even realizing that she had spoken aloud. Her whole body limp as Zack continued to move slowly and tenderly inside of her. He wasn't doing this to torment her. He was doing this because it was simply the motion he wanted... he wanted this... he wanted love... Could it be possible that... she was the one in the wrong? Could she change that? Could she make this man feel something toward her? Maybe... Maybe she could make a name for herself. Maybe she could finally find purpose in her life... That was when he found it. Her face turned a brighter red and her mouth opened, as if gasping for air before releasing a shaky moan. Her whole body began to arch ever so slightly, her head even perking up a few centimeters. 

The pleasure was unbearable. Why did it have to be like this? Why did she have to feel so guilty? Her mother had to be horrified by the idea of this happening to her. Why was she feeling good...? 

"I'm sorry..." She whimpered under her breath. "I..." What should she say? What would a lover say?  "I'm sorry for everything... I love you..." Her voice was shaky as she spoke. Maybe these words were what he sought? It was what she felt needed to be said... maybe it was just wishful thinking, maybe it was just something she wanted to say to the person she gave her virginity to.  "I love you... I... I do... I do love you..."

[Neptune]

A smirk of triumph curved Zack’s lips when he managed to force a moan from her. It was soft and shaky, but it was a moan of pleasure rather than the moan of complaints that had been streaming from her lips. He began to move faster, gliding his cock up against her pleasure spot. He almost ignored the pathetic whimpering she was coming out with, until she started mumbling about love. He almost paused in his movements as she spoke and he stared down at the back of her head. The corner of his lip twitched, as he felt another surge of anger. Not only had this whore reminded him of his beloved, but she had the gall to lie to him? Was she mocking him? His teeth pressed against each other so hard that it caused his jaw to begin aching from how tense it was. He lifted a hand from the bed, gripping her hair and forcing her head to the side so that he could see the side of her blindfolded face. 

“Don’t lie to me, little whore. That might work with some of your customers, but not me. I’m after a fuck, not a fake love experience.” He growled down at her, feeling the anger clawing at his chest. He raised himself up a little, pulling his hand away from her hair. He then gripped her tied hands in a harsh grip before he began to use it as leverage to pull her back into him. He continued to aim for that sweet spot inside of her, but his thrusts began to speed up and become harsher. His hips slammed against her backside, forcing his large cock deep inside of her. Forcing more into her tiny body, and feeling the pinch of her cervix each time he thrust deep inside of her. 

That last thing had been the straw that broke the camel's back, so to speak. He was now angry beyond reason, and he was taking it out on her body with his harsh, powerful thrusts into her body. It was helping to sooth his anger and frustration by having the outlet of fucking this little whore, his cock jamming into her sweet spot before slamming into her cervix. It felt so good to be fucking her like this. With each thrust into her, he could feel the anger ebb away. Her cunt felt incredible around his cock, as incredible as he remembered his wife’s. He felt that he could just keep fucking this whore, but knew that eventually his orgasm would creep up on him. And he knew that in that moment, his frustrations would have been completely expunged and it would give him a clearer head. 

[Aura]

Aira screamed in pain when Zack suddenly grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head to the side. This reaction wasn't at all what she'd expected. Did the idea of love trigger him that badly? His growls travelled straight into her ear and sent shivers down her spine. Was he going to hit her for that? He sounded furious...  "I'm sorry, I'm sorry...!" She rapidly apologized. He accused her of lying, and she supposed she couldn't argue that. She had no idea why she said that, it was just what she thought he'd like her to say. She had no idea it would enrage him this badly. She just wanted to pleasure him and she couldn't even do that right, only making things worse for him. She really was nothing. Suddenly, his thrusts became much more violent.  He grabbed her forcibly by the arms. Aria could feel the pull in her shoulders as he yanked her back to bury his cock deeper inside. 

The thrusts only grew in force, tearing into her body. It felt like he was bruising her cervix the way he slammed into it repeatedly, pounding on the door to her womb. She screamed loudly in pain, but with each thrust, her scream was cut off due to the intensity. This felt completely different than before. Though she still felt pleasure from the point he'd been hitting, oh god, it was nothing to the pain she was suffering. He didn't hate her, he made that very clear. But he wanted her to suffer. Why was she such a disappointment? Her body wrapped tightly around his cock. She had to please him... somehow. Should she just not talk? Should she just let him fuck her? That was probably what he expected and probably the safest bet... but he seemed disappointed in her. She didn't want things to go the way he'd expect. 

Completely humiliated, the girl slowly opened her mouth to allow her moans to escape between her screams of pain. It wasn't a lie, she was genuinely feeling pleasure, even if it she was in pain and suffering...  "I-I'm your whore...!  T-take whatever you like from me, sir...! I'll be your bitch for the rest of the night if you like...!"

[Neptune]

“Damn right you will be.” Zack growled at her although this time, the growl was filled with sexual lust rather than anger. His cock jabbed down into her sweet spot as he slammed his hips against her arse again, getting much of his cock deep inside of her. At least after this, she would derive more pleasure than pain from smaller cocks as she had been well and truly stretched out. He let go of her hands with one hand, using the free one to give her a spank on the arse. It was hard enough to fill the room with the harsh sound of hand against flesh, and to leave a red mark on her otherwise flawless backside. He then gripped her hip, using it to help pull her back into him as he rammed his cock as deep inside of her as possible. 

He was glad that she wasn’t going to continue the whole ‘love’ crap again. It had pissed him off enough that he no longer cared about corrupting her with the pleasure. She had boundaries that she had to learn so that she didn’t overstep them. That had been the boundary for him. Not once, in each time he had fucked a whore, had he ever made love to them. He only ever fucked them, like the whores they were. Only there to serve his pleasure. To help instill that in her, he spoke between light pants, “You’re nothing but a whore. A piece of flesh for men to ram their cocks inside. You exist to pleasure us, and that’s all. You’re not worthy of love. Not worthy of sympathy or pity. Just a slut who takes our money and takes our cocks. Now moan like the good little whore you are!” 

He gave her another spank on the arse as he speed up his thrusts, the smack of his hips colliding against her arse filling the room, mingling with the sounds of her moans and screams of pain. His thrusts were now so powerful that it was causing the bed to rock back and forth, banging against the wall that it was leaning against. But Zack ignored that, focusing instead on the movement of his hips, drawing them back before slamming them back into the nameless whores cunt. He knew that he was unlikely to last too much longer, not with how her tight cunt was gripping his dick, but he was determined to enjoy it while he was here. After all, he doubted that the moment they parted ways, they would never see each other again.

[Aura]

Aria screamed aloud as Zack continued to pound the inside of her body. Soon, his hand moved across her ass with a loud smack that elicited another scream. "Aah!!" She hadn't expected such a spanking at all. Her whole body began to tremble again, now having confirmed that Zack wasn't above physical violence with her. He lifted her by the hip and continued pounding into her body, smashing his dick against her cervix and tearing screams from her throat. But not once did she tell him to stop. She couldn't... she had to do this... she had to please him...!

That was when his words really started to hit her. That word again, nothing. She was nothing but a whore. She'd sold her soul to the devil and this was what became of her body. This was what she had done. Not worthy of love, sympathy or pity... how could she argue that? What value was there in her life besides being a whore and pleasuring the men who just wanted to use her body? Then he gave her another command. Moan. How was she supposed to do that? She was feeling anything but pleasure right now. Was she supposed to fake it? Just because it was what he wanted to hear? Would he get angry if she faked it? He yelled at her for lying before... Then he slapped across her ass, as if punishing her for not moaning already. She screamed aloud, tembling with pain. He was thrusting so hard into her that the bed was slamming into the wall and making a lot of noise. No doubt, anybody in the whole hall would be able to hear the two of them, but that was the last of Aria's worries as it felt like her spine was being snapped in half. In spite of her agony, though, as if betraying her, her body was heating up more and she could feel herself approaching a new orgasm. She caught her breath. Did this mean she was enjoying it? But how could she? That's just horrible...! 

"Oooh god!!" She cried out in intense pain. "Oh god, oh god, oh god!!" She cried louder and louder each time.  "I-I'm gonna cum, I-I don't know how much longer I can hold it..!"

[Neptune]

Zack’s ears perked up at the words she had screamed out, and he couldn’t help the smirk that twisted his lips, “Oh, really? Then cum, little whore! Cum around the cock of a complete stranger!” He told her, giving her another spank for good measure. His hips sped up, to the point where sweat dripped down the side of his face as he used every strength in his body to ram his huge cock inside of her. She didn’t sound as if she was in pleasure, and it made him idly wonder if she was a masochist. Cumming simply from the pain she was experiencing. Either that, or she really was a naughty little whore that liked being reminded of her position in life. 

He could feel the muscles of her pussy twitching around his cock, as if trying to pull his cock deeper inside of her. And he was all too willing to allow it. He could feel his own orgasm creeping up on him, and he had absolutely no intention of pulling himself up. He just hoped that she was using some kind of pregnancy protection. While he didn’t want to pull out, he sure as hell didn’t want any spawn of his being raised by a no-good whore. Although he had no doubt that she would end up with several children. All from different men. 

Zack moved his hand from her hip, gripping onto her hair before pulling it back so that her cries were filling the room. His own pace had begun to get erratic, and he could feel the orgasm threatening to boil over. He held himself back as long as possible, but his throbbing cock wasn’t having any of it. Her tight cunt wrapped around him felt heavenly, and it was that, that was driving him over the edge. With a low groan, he slammed his hips as hard as he could against hers, forcing his cock into the deepest part of her body. The entire length of his dick throbbed before his cum began to stream out the tip of his cock right up against her cervix. Pleasure flashed up his spine, making his vision dim for a moment as he kept himself firmly lodged within her as he filled her with his seed. 

[Aura]

'No, no!' She thought to herself as Zack continued to dominate her body. If she came now... it would only serve as proof to this man that she was nothing more than a whore. Cumming on a stranger's cock... it was humiliating enough having her virginity stolen... No, she couldn't just give in. It wasn't fair, though... She wasn't cumming because she was enjoying it, she was just cumming because it was the natural response of her body... right...? That was something she knew she couldn't say aloud. He would twist those words in such a way that would only confirm that she was a whore. She felt his hand smack against her ass, causing another sharp gasp. Her ass was red by now and there was a lingering pain that she just couldn't shake. It felt like her ass was on fire. His speed then increased immensely, eliciting another scream from Aria's throat. No! I-It wasn't fair! Her orgasm was building up, approaching faster and faster. She wasn't going to get around it... but she had to fight it. She clenched her cunt tighter, but perhaps that wasn't the best idea because all it did was tighten her pussy around his massive dick, as if she wanted more...

The pain was unbearable. She just remained still, though. Under the surface, she was at war with her own body, but on the outside she was completely limp and silent save for the constant moaning and whimpering and the occasional turn of her head as she continued trying to hide her face out of humility. When she felt the pull of her hair, she allowed her head to be pulled back. The only sounds that passed her lips were groans of pain and whines of suffering. Her throat was too torn up at this point to scream or even speak. She just wanted this to be over. One last time, she felt his massive cock slam balls-deep into her body, knocking her senses out. She screamed again, though she had no idea if it was pain, fear, anger, or sorrow that led her to do it. But it was at this point that she felt a mysterious liquid begin to run down her thigh. 

It wouldn't be long before her body would surrender. She could feel her own orgasm reaching its wall. Her whole body was hot... was she... enjoying this? It felt like somewhere inside her body there was a burning desire to match his orgasm. Maybe some animal instinct... but it made the feeling that much more torturous. Should she just give up and cum? But that was exactly what he wanted... She couldn't cum... she just couldn't... But maybe that part of her wanted him to force it. Maybe she just wanted an excuse... just one last push is all it would take to send her over the edge. It would be the ultimate pleasure for this man, right? To watch her humiliate herself by cumming from a total stranger's cock? 

It pained her to know this wasn't over. Aria clenched her fists and gritted her teeth through her tears. She just knew it was only a matter of seconds before he forced her to cum. She hated being at his mercy, but she really had no choice... She needed... the money...

[Neptune]

Zack could feel all of his frustration and anger pour out of him as he came balls deep inside of the nameless whore, filling her unprotected cunt with his seed. It was a release for him, in more ways than one. The pleasure felt overwhelmingly good. But the orgasm had a cleansing effect on his emotions as well, draining away the anger towards his wife and the world. It cleared his head, allowing him to think clearer. However that meant that as the orgasm petered out, he was left with a taste of bitterness because he realised that while the sex was satisfying, it meant nothing and he had quite likely scarred this young girl for life. He tried to put that out of his mind, as he thrust a couple of times to ensure that he had emptied every drop of his balls inside of her. He then pulled himself out, looking down at her now gaping, deflowered cunt that was dripping with his cum. His cock was glistening with her pussy juices, as well as specks of his own cum.

Slowly, he let go go her, not caring for anything she might say or do. He didn’t pay attention to whether or not she had cum herself. It didn’t matter. He now felt numb, drained completely as his cock began to soften from the orgasm. In some ways, he felt lighter but in others he felt heavier. He felt guilty for, once again, cheating on his wife. And with a whore he didn’t know, didn’t even ask the name of. She had been nothing more than receptacle for his anger, and he had fucked an inexperienced young woman brutally. A part of him felt quite guilty about it, but what was done, was done. He doubted a simple ‘sorry’ would suffice in this situation. He just wanted to clean up and leave, without another word. But the moment, he remained frozen on the bed, staring at her before his eyes were drawn to her red-raw arse. He could see there was a white mark, in the exact shape and size of his hand. 

With a soft sigh through his nose before he glanced up at the clock to see that their time in the room was almost finished anyway. They only had enough time to get themselves cleaned up before leaving. He did only rent the room for an hour, and he had spent much of that playing with her in the beginning. The sex had not taken as long as he thought it might, but then he should hardly be surprised since he had not had it in a long time. And her cunt had felt that good, that he had been unable to stop himself. Even so, he felt bad for what he did, and he couldn’t blame her for hating him for it. As he looked back down at her again, he spoke, the words slipping past his lips before he could stop them, “You’re going to make a very good whore.” He almost grimaced, wondering why he had said that. Perhaps he wanted her to hate him. That way he was unlikely to ever see her again. She would avoid him like the plague. He didn’t want to face the guilt of seeing her eyes. To see how they were after they had, had their innocence stripped from them.

[Aura]

'As Zack continued to drain his balls into her body, Aria really couldn't do anything but just lay there, trying to catch her breath. While he had continued to move inside her, it was no longer about asserting his dominance and forcing her to feel pleasure. It was more that he was just getting everything out of his system, finishing the job. By the time he finally pulled out, her body was begging, dying for an orgasm... Her whole body was hot and her breath was heavy. She still couldn't see a thing, but she was convinced that it was over. This realization somehow only made her face redder as she realized that there just might not be any release for her at all. The pleasure she was forced to feel... it was going to linger well after he left. This, unfortunately, confirmed her suspicion... she really did want to cum just now... but she was too in denial to allow herself that pleasure... she was too ashamed... 

Shame was all that covered her body. Shame and physical pain from the rough fucking she'd received as well as the bonds she'd been struggling against. The burn of the rope along her arms had finally caught up to her and she realized how badly it had already begun to hurt. Additionally, she still couldn't see a thing through her blindfold. Still, she didn't want to say anything. What would happen if she did? At the same time, a familiar fear poured over her naked and vulnerable body. What if she was being robbed? She had no way to defend herself. She'd allowed herself to be bound so effortlessly. What if he just left her like this? What if she simply had to rely on housekeeping to come and rescue her? What if those housekeepers decided to take advantage of her, too?

Even still, she couldn't speak. She just couldn't find the words, the courage... She wasn't even a human being anymore. At least that's how she felt. She didn't deserve to speak. She was alone, hopeless... And the most disgusting part was that she was being left horny... What was she going to do? Just start touching herself? Seek out another cock to satisfy her? Again, that was all assuming she was even going to be released in the first place. 

'Nothing...' She thought. 'I'm... nothing... just a whore...' That was when she heard Zack's 'compliment' which only made her stomach turn as if trying to wring itself out of all the despair that had welled up inside it this whole time. 

'A... good... whore...'

[Neptune]

Zack remained still for a few moments in the silent room before he turned his head away and slipped off of the bed. He disappeared into the bathroom, closing the door behind him as he did so. He didn’t bother locking it. Not only was she still tied up, but he doubted she would be bold enough to come into the bathroom while he was in it. He stepped into the shower, quickly washing his body down so that he didn’t return to the shop stinking of sex. Once done, he stepped out into the shower, picking up one of the complimentary towels which he used to dry himself off before tossing it aside and onto the floor, not caring where it landed. He then walked out of the bathroom, pausing when he saw the girl before he once again averted his eyes. Wordlessly, he gathered his clothes and dressed himself, making himself look as presentable as he had before he had encountered the whore.

Once he was sure he had about everything, he pulled out the money and dumped it on the side table along with the keys to the room. He then reached out and undid the restraints around one ankle before unclipping it around the second. He dropped the pole into the bag that he had brought in with him before he reached out and tugged on a piece of the knot in the rope that tied her arms behind her back. This caused it to immediately loosen and unravel and he unwrapped the rope from her arms. As he pulled it away, he could see that the skin was slightly red, with imprints of the rope outlined in it. He rolled up the rope and dumped it into the bag.

He moved to remove the blindfold but paused just before his fingers brushed against it. He then pulled his fingers back, not wanting to remove it. Not out of any perverse joy. But because he couldn’t stomach looking at her eyes. No doubt filled with tears and sadness. He almost hissed to himself. He decided to leave her with it. What she did with it, he didn’t care. Whether she threw it away, or used it in her future sexual encounters. Instead, he picked up his bag, and moved to the door. Before he left, he said, “The key is on the side. You have the room for another five minutes. Use it to clean up, but return the key to the front desk when you’re done.” He then opened up the door and stepped out, hoping to never see that girl ever again.

[Aura]

Aria was just left lying there, right on the cusp of an orgasm. Her face was still red and she couldn't just sit still. She wiggled her body from side to side. She needed a release and this man wasn't going to help her with that. If she had any hope of things continuing, she could hear the shower turning on in the bathroom. Obviously, he wouldn't be taking a shower if he wasn't done with her... but what did that mean for her? Was he just going to leave, or was he actually going to hold up his end of the deal? With no way of knowing, she really only had the choice of laying there. The few minutes of silence filled with nothing but the running water in the other room gave her plenty of time to reflect on what had happened. How horrible this man had to be for the way he treated her... even after hearing her story, he didn't care. He just wanted to use her. Was this really what these people were like? 

Yet she was in no position to object... She couldn't forget the debt she'd inherited in her efforts to rescue her mother. She was going to be raped for a living. And she was sure that if she couldn't find any customers, her... owners... would be more than willing to help. And what could she do to fight it? The police didn't care in the slightest. They didn't help her mother, so why would they help her? Damn them... they were the real villains here. By this point, Aria was just exhausted. She even began to nod off before she heard the water finally shut off and the bathroom door slide open. She immediately woke back up, her heart racing in anticipation. She was either going to hear the door close, signaling that she would be trapped, or she was going to finally be untied. She listened intently and, to her relief, heard his footsteps approaching her. She heard the bills plop onto the table beside her, though she had no way of verifying if it was the correct amount of cash. Finally, the man began undoing her bonds. Aria didn't react much afterward, though. She really didn't have the energy. Once she was untied, she allowed her body to relax for a little while. She was still face-down against the bed. She didn't want to move an inch until Zack was gone, in case she was wrong about him being done. 

Zack didn't do anything else, though. Instead, he walked to the door, gave her some insignificant advice and closed the door behind him, leaving Aria completely alone. Even though she was weak and exhausted from all her struggling, the man was right. She did have to leave or she'd probably be charged some fee for overstaying. Weakly, she took her blindfold off and managed to stand and make her way to the bathroom. She dropped the blindfold on the floor along the way. The heat from her encounter was still looming, though. After turning on the water in the shower, she leaned against the wall, the hot water running over her pale skin. She reached down with her hand and gently began fingering herself. She let out soft moans as she did. It didn't take but a handful of seconds to make herself cum. Afterward, she just continued leaning there against the wall, tears of shame rolling down her cheeks as she raised her hands to cover her mouth and muffle her sobs.

It took a few minutes for Aria to get out of the shower, a changed woman. Not for the better, necessarily, but changed was definitely the right word. After today, things were never going to be the same for her again. She stepped out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel and stared down at the blidnfold on the floor. 'Why did he leave that?' She thought to herself, the only ideas coming to mind making her sick to the stomach. 'Is this some sort of joke to him?' She gritted her teeth in frustration before sighing, releasing her frustrations, and bending down to pick it up. She knew it was probably exactly what he wanted. Like a symbol of her accepting her new role in life... But it was true that it could come in handy if she ever found another man who liked blindfolding women... She hated that she had to think of it this way, but it could be a layer that could interest a client who would otherwise turn a blind eye... She sighed and gathered together her clothes, putting them all back on. They were just as tight and difficult to move in as before, but she somehow managed to fit back into them. She folded the blindfold and stuck it into her bag. She double checked the bag to ensure that nothing had been stolen. She didn't think so considering it seemed like she had gotten the right amount of money. She stuck the money inside the wallet in her purse. She wasn't to keep a dime of it for herself... She then checked the time on the nearby clock. It was time for her to go. She wanted to take some more time to recover, but she had to leave before getting fined and she also had to report back to her... sirs...

She picked up her bag and pulled it over her shoulder, then double checked to make sure she didn't forget anything before taking a deep breath before pushing the door open.

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