different; marter

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Matt
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"This hurts."

"I don't doubt it hurts but I don't trust you." He said climbing back into the front. "Don't you think someone will just happen to look over in the car at a red light or something and see me all tied up? They'd call the police for sure."

"Good point."

He got out of the car and came to the back, with a pair of scissors. "Couldn't you just unbuckle it?"

"Don't question me bitch," he snaps cutting the stiff belt. "You're sitting in the front so I can keep an eye on you."

I knew that lots of people would see me in handcuffs and know something was up, but this was my plan.. Maybe someone will be concerned enough to help me.

He yanked me out of the car, having a tight grip on my arm. "Don't say a fucking word or I swear it'll be the last thing you do." he threatened.

I won't have to, your pulling me out of the car in handcuffs when their are a least 200 kids that are gonna see it.

We immediately started getting stares.

He smacked my ass hard followed by him grabbing it and placing a kiss on my neck.

He picked me up and sat me on the back of the car, spreading my legs and standing in between them. He kissed me hard, exaggeratedly shoving his tongue in my mouth, for everyone to see.

What the fuck is he doing what if Carter's watching?!

"Jack what the fuck are you-"
He cut me off by licking my tongue in between words.

"I can't wait until I get you home, baby boy." he said, loud enough for the others to hear.

Goddammit.

The pink furry handcuffs and that scene just now makes it look like were just a weird couple, fuck.

He put me in the car and shut the door. I tried to open it with my teeth but it was just like the back doors.

"Now you can give me road head!" He said excitedly, putting the car in drive.

"I'm not putting my mouth anywhere near your dick." I hissed, crossing my legs and facing the window.

He pulled my arm hard, almost pulling it out of socket to where I was leaning over the console between the two seats. "OW WATCH IT!"

"You're such a baby, my god I didn't even pull you that hard." He said, starting to undo his jeans with his free hand.

I looked over at my arm, to see a red hand print on my arm and a purple bruise that was forming.

He pulled out his hardening length and pushed my face closer to it.

"Goddammit." I murmur, taking his length into my mouth. "You say goddammit a lot, stop it you satanist."

I think it a hell of a lot more than I say it..

"I can't be a satanist I don't know who satan is." I mumble around his cock.

"How clev- OW don't bite me, asshole!" He hissed, pulling my hair. "Your dick is gross, I only want Carter's." I say sitting back up in my seat.

"Who said you were done?" He asked. "I just realized; you need me... You won't hurt me."

"I won't hesitate to stab you right now." he threatened, opening the blade of a pocket knife. "Then do it."

"I uh- oh look were here!" He said closing the knife and putting it back in his pocket.

"That's what I thought bitch," I mumbled, looking out the window. "Jack were in the middle of the woods."