I wake up tied to a chair fully naked, ropes wrapping tightly around my body. I don't know where I am, I don't know if anyone's going to help me. It's always good to try. "Hello? Someone? Anyone? Please help me!" I yell out, trying to struggle out of the ropes that are tied around me.
"Shh.. quiet down bitch." I hear someone cuss from behind me. "W-who are you and why am I here!" I plead out for answers. "Maybe if you shut up and listen to me I'll let you go." They say before walking around so I can see them, it's a guy, but not just any guy. A guy in a grey hoodie with blood stained all over him, but that's not even the most disturbing part; he has a wide smile on his face, a creepy one almost like it was plastered there.
"What do you want, what can I do to make you let me go." I beg, tears welling up in my eyes.
"You're naked. I took off your clothes. The fuck do you think!?" He growls, landing a slap across my face.
"Okay.. okay I'll.. let you." I cry out. He starts unwrapping the ropes, giving me a hope that maybe I can escape. But that's not the case, he only did it to have more access to my body, more access to violate me. He pushes my legs open and shoves himself inside of me. "Ow.." I cry. He doesn't respond he just starts thrusting hard and deep using me to his advantage. "Shut up and take it.." he murmurs. Grabbing my breast and squeezing it hard. I do as he says tears falling as I shut up and take it. Not long after he cums inside of me.
"I'll be back to feed you. You better not fucking cry next time. He says and leaves the room.
