AN UNKNOWN PROSTITUTE

2 I'm now his hoe

Chapter two

Jamella's pov

"Please don't." I begged him.

"I don't see you with a pad that means you're good now shut up turn around and bend over." He said seriously.

I turned and feel him pushing me forward to bend over, his dick was forcing into me. He forced until he was inside me then he started to thrust in and out. "I'm now a hundred percent sure you are the girl who stole my money." He said thumping hard into me.

Moaning from the dick I gripped the bed feeling my feet tangled in the bedspreads on the floor. "You are that hungry whore who left with some of my groceries and my car." He said and started pommelling harder into me.

I groaned and moaned as he kept on and on until he came, I grabbed up my clothes quickly aiming to get away as he eased out of me. "You're not going anywhere." He said staring daggers at me.

He pulled back up his clothes and went out to my truck while I hastily got dressed, I was almost at the door when he stride back in locking it.

"Just let me go you've already taken out your anger on me." I told him, hoping he'd have some sympathy.

"I'm sure you can check, so you know I haven't fucked out back my money out of you yet." He said looking at me.

I held down my head in shame. "Go and bathed we are going to be fucking for the rest of the day." He said. Christ no, my vagina was already aching.

"My clothes are in my truck, let me go and get them." I told him.

"You're going to get some more out of my belt if you so much as just try my patients again." He growled.

After taking a shower I made up back the bed, then went into the kitchen where he was setting up something looking like a solar panel. The counter was filled with food stuff, some that came out of my truck and the others must have been brought by him. I looked up to see him looking at me.

"I was planning to come up here and chill for the winter. Alone." He said I nodded walking off to the living room where I saw my bag and suitcase ramsacked.

"Did you have to go through my things?" I asked loudly in anger, I heard the stool draw on the living room floor and I got up opened the door and ran. He was coming after me and with no key to my truck, I could only run pass it. I sailed down the overgrown road that led to the cabin at full speed. I felt him grabbed me and I knocked up into his firm chest.

My shorts was dragged down my legs with my underwear, before I could do anything I was lifted and being drawn down on his dick same place on the roadway. He began to ease up into me, he got up and leaned me against the trunk of a tree, my legs opened wide around him as he forces himself some more up into me.

Bending slightly he began to thrust in and out of me, I couldn't believe we were doing this in the wide open woodland. "No one really comes here, now wine on me." He said hoarsely. I looked at him in anger and he stared back at me. "How long have you been selling pussy?" He asked still wining and thrusting into me.

"I am not a prostitute." I told him angrily trying to ease him off.

He put my back on the ground and held my body up to him as he kneeled on the ground and fucked me. It wasn't that painful this time, but the moans escaped my lips unheeded has he took me. When he finally came he lift me from the ground and took up my shorts and underwear leaving me to walk back half naked. I showered washed my hair and cried throughout.

I went to lay curled up on the bed after, he went to take a shower and I looked about unable to locate any key at all. I could have went through the back door but how far would I have gotten before he came and took me again I thought feeling upset.