A Slient Fulfillment

Still there was silence as a she felt hand on her midriff. It definitely wasn’t Mark. This man had larger hands; rougher hands; and they were on her body. “Oh my God!” she cried out.

Suddenly she knew that this was real. Mark had actually done it. “Where’s Mark?” she called out.

The man still remained silent. She wanted Mark there. She wanted her husband there. She didn’t want a stranger there. “Please say something” she pleaded as she pulled on her bonds hoping that somehow they would give.

Still no response came.

“Why won’t you speak?” she asked. Suddenly the horror hit her. He wasn’t speaking because she would recognise his voice.

“Oh my God you know me don’t you?”

Suddenly he touched her stomach with his finger and began drawing a letter. She recognised the letter ‘Y’ followed by the letters ‘E’ and ‘S’.

“Oh my God! Oh my God! You’re really going to fuck me aren’t you?” she cried out.

Again he wrote the word ‘yes’ across her stomach with his finger.

“Please don’t” she told him “Please, I don’t want this”.

He wrote on her stomach again. Slowly she spelled out his words ‘You do and I am going to fuck you’

“Please no” she pleaded.

He wrote again ‘Yes’

Suddenly she felt his hands move over her body. He was exploring her; touching a body he had no right to touch. Touching breasts he had business touching; squeezing nipples that weren’t his to squeeze. Then he began running his hand down to her panties to continue his violation.

His fingers slipped under the waistband of her panties, over her shaved mound and to her cunt lips. She heard him sigh as he slipped a finger inside her wetness and pushed it deep inside her. She wondered who he was. She wondered who was exploring her most intimate of places. Was it a neighbour? Was it a friend of Mark’s? Was it one of her work colleagues? Who had Mark got to fulfill her fantasy?

“Please stop” she called out.

Once again her plea was greeted with only silence. Now the realisation was beginning to set in. The realisation that her fantasy was about to become reality. The realisation that a stranger was going to take her; was going to fuck her; was going to pleasure himself with her body and there was nothing she could do about it. Tanya felt ashamed; she felt embarrassed; a man who knew her and could not see was helping himself to her body and she was powerless to stop him.

Suddenly he pulled away and she felt him sitting across her chest. Putting a hand under her head he raised it and pushed his cock against her lips. If there were any questions about it really being Mark they were immediately dispelled. The cock was circumcised and it was much bigger than her husband’s. She had no choice but to take it. She had no choice but to allow it to fill her mouth, wiping its precum across her lips as it forced its way in.

His hand gripped her hair pulled her against him making her gag a few times. He allowed her to lick and suck him for a few minutes and then he climbed off her and spun around so that his bottom was pressed against her face. She knew what he wanted. She called out ‘no’ and he responded by slapping her thigh. Whoever it was meant business. Tanya reached out with her tongue and pushed it against his anus. He moaned softly as her tongue entered him. Mark would never have made her do this.

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