The rain was pouring down and my feet hurt from walking up and down the boulevard. I still had five more miles before I was home. I was soaking wet with mascara running down my face. A car pulled up beside me and an older gentleman rolled down the window.
“Do you need a ride?” , he asked.
He looked so gentle, like someone’s grandpa. I got in his car, but as soon as I sat back in my seat I heard the doors lock and I knew I was in trouble. He had the door rigged so that I couldn’t unlock it from the inside. Fear consumed my body and I begged him not to hurt me. He punched me so hard the back of my head slammed against the window.
“Shut up, you dirty little bitch!” , he yelled.
I knew to not say another word and sat in silence while he drove towards the outskirts of the city. We drove for another 45 minutes before he pulled down a rocky country road. He turned the engine off and gripped me by my hair to force his dick into my mouth.
“Suck me, bitch!” , he screamed.
I sucked his cock hoping and praying in my head that he wouldn’t kill me. Then suddenly he pushed me away and reached over me to put my seat back. He climbed on top of me and shoved his hard dick inside of me. He pumped my pussy hard and fast before cumming and collapsing on top of me. When he got his strength back he unlocked my door and pushed me out of his car. He left me on that dark country road and I dropped to my knees thanking God I was still alive.
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