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It was nearing the beginning of your boring long shift as a waitress where you would be forced to wait tables, then clean the tables and get paid close to nothing for your efforts. Living sucked in this current moment with the bills, no real relationships… how alone your life truly is. Minus your sh*tty boss. He’s always been hard on you, but at least he is there.
Yet, you did have some reasons to come to work and enjoy it. That reason being one of the morning to late lunch chefs, Tommy. The dream boat you can’t help but be eye candy for the first 3 and, if you're lucky, 4 hours of your shift depending on how long he stays. God and the fantasies you have on top of that when he’s there. Imagining getting him away from cooking for just a few minutes so he can touch you right where…
You shake your head face red as you finish throwing together your stuff. It was 11:30am and your shift was at noon. You also had to walk to work and at best it’s a 20 minute walk when you take the safe way. Only ten when you take the unsafe way, but you like to avoid that as much as possible. You have some time to get to work if you leave right now.
You snatch your bag and rush out the door double checking your keys and lock it. Rushing towards the elevator lifting your hand up yelling at the elevator and whoever just got on to keep it open for you. You run in looking up to get met with a tall figure wearing a yellow sweater with his hair topped with cute brown curls. Who you do in fact know of being your neighbor and only know it because of the girls that would fan out over the taller male when seeing him around the area.
You raise your hand up waving at the taller with a timid smile, “Hello” you spoke. The taller one looks at you and moves over to let you into the elevator properly with a smile replying with a hello. Then you both stand in silence with your eyes fixed forward waiting to go down to the first floor. The brunette hit the first floor button and when you said nothing he didn’t feel the need to ask for the floor you needed.
The second the elevator arrives you booked it out. You Need to get to work as soon as possible as you have to get dressed when there and you are now at the 15 minute mark… How!? Waving bye to the person in the lobby who runs the complex you rush out and start your run walk rush. The scenery is more like a blur as you finally arrive at the destination. Not even taking a few moments to look at the beautiful location you work at because if you are just on time you are late but if you are early you are one time. That has always been the mindset you follow with your work… you are about to be late.
Arriving in front of the heavy door at the back you're about to enter but see your boss smoking right next to the door. You give your sh*tty boss Schlatt a smile as he just raised a brow looking you up and down. “Go get your uniform on and don't forget. Sexy sells.” The gruff dull angry man states with a condescending tone. After he got rich with his one company, you forgot the name, it surprises you all the time to see him still running this place when he can easily pay someone else to run the place since he makes actual f*cking bank. You would know because you are one of the only people who work here who get to see the log books. There was also that one time where Schlatt personally had you check his personal accounts and go through them. There was an insane amount of kinky BDSM sh*t that you saw while looking through every account, but it did pay well at the time. It was interesting to see him buy so many body safe candles.
You enter and walk over checking the chart while on your way to change and you notice you are the only girl on staff again. So, that means there have been no new hires.This is probably because Schlatt as much as he believes sexy sells that he is picky with the women who can work for him. You know your boss is a dick but for some reason he has always been slightly sweeter to you, then again you are his only female staff. He probably treats you differently from the guys because you aren’t a guy.
You take off your clothes which consist of sweats and a skin tight top. Which you pull over your head, pull down your legs, and throw on the, maybe, skimpy uniform. Who are you to kid you know it is skimpy with your tight black skirt that tries to ride up your thighs all the time. Then the top which Sclatt states you should always have the top three buttons pulled down. But today you do 4 cause it feels like the right thing to do. Yet, to be fair you like that he isn’t too strict on rules because of that you get away with flirting with the chefs. Specifically, Tommy who you hope eyes you up when you conveniently drop the pen on the floor and slowly bend down to pick it up.
Adjusting your name tag you sigh, smiling in the mirror as you head out to the long shift ahead of you. Going to your normal location you wait till you have been called over to help tables. Which happens sooner rather than later the next thing you know you got through a heavy rush with only 2 more hours of your shift to go. You are leaning against the wall in the back hiding for just a few moments. You know there is maybe a 5 minute break for you at best with the rush that just ended heading straight into another one.
A shadow enters the room with you while you are attempting to get your rest. Closing your eyes you ignore the now less light you have because of the shadow that entered.
“Busy night?” The shadow in question asks, giving your shoulder a tiny tap. You freeze breath catching in your throat because you know who this is. Looking up quickly you assure you were right standing close in front of you was the blonde you couldn’t help but try and eye f*ck every shift. His perfect messy blonde hair is hidden under a hair net right now but you know he is sexy without it. His blue eyes are looking into your heart and soul with simple understanding. f*ck you would kiss him if you had no brain cells. Sadly you do and chances are you’d scare your work crush off.
“Y-Yeah, I got completely f*cked raw with that rush.” You say trying to shove down the heart throbbing you feel while looking at the taller who feels close… so close… and you like it so much.
“I get it I know how to f*ck raw and that sh*t was rough, I assume you ran away for a few moments because it’s scary out there?” He is just talking like you both always talk but you never have —hell— this is your first time having a real conversation. Not like the get me this — get me that stuff you do for your job. A real conversation.
“Well, I love being rough with you” He replies back with a smile pulling at his features as his hand reaches out and brushes back a piece of hair that had fallen out of it’s pony tail. You notice the proximity and blush.
“I-I like it rough with you too” You giggle a bit with the joke of how your jobs f*cking suck. But the pay depending on the day is phenomenal. So you both can’t complain too much.
Tommy’s hand lingers before he pulls it back and stops leaning on the wall that he had slightly pushed you up against. With it going unnoticed to you in that moment you had looked delectable. With your collar unbuttoned revealing your nape followed with the ridden up skirt. You didn't realize it but all of the male staff eye you up. They always have. He shakes his head looking at you with a little laugh.
“But no worries, we should probably get to roughing it up?” He gives you a soft smile and walks away. With you unnoticed to the way his hand clenched by his side.
Schlatt comes round the corner giving the two of you a snarl. “Hey you.” He points at Tommy “Get your ass back to the kitchen no kanoodling with my girl.” And he waves the guy off. You were very much used to the annoying nickname he used by now since you were the only girl working there ‘my girl’ just clicked. When you dealt with sh*tty tables Schlatt would always come barreling in and get on their asses about being c*nts.
”Toots. My office” he points to the obscured corner door office. You nod your head and walk over heading to it. This reminds you of the time some guy who you were waiting on touched your ass. Well groped it for a good 10 seconds. Being in shock you couldn’t move so your boss did it for you. Making you stay in his office because you were crying. You can still remember the sound of punches out the back door as Schlatt beat the guy to the floor. The crunching of probably bone. You knew he was protective of you. Has been since college. Yet, you still cringed with each grotesque noise.
You arrived in his office and stood towards the taller broad man in front of you. Who was shaking his hands out from being wet. Looks like he washed his hands. “You doing okay today Tootsie?” His hand comes up to cup your cheek. “I saw the rush. Did you have anyone who was being a problem? Sexy Sells but they aren’t allowed to touch. You know that?” He coos in his deep rough voice, looking down at you.
“Yes. Yes. I’m fine… It was just a lot today. You are a weird one Schlatt. But then again you have been a consistent friend of mine through all this bullsh*t.” You reply trying to relax yourself since your body is acting up. After the proximity of having been close to Tommy and now your ex-college crush that was cupping your cheek.
“I know. I Know just checking in.” He leans closer towards you with his sentence. You gulp slightly backing up with him more into the room, his hand slipped a little down onto your shoulder.
Silence seemed to fill the room as the closeness felt too close for comfort. Without realizing it you had backed up onto his desk. Now lean-pushed against it. “Johnathan…” you mumble, moving your hands onto his chest. As his right hand, the one not on resting near your neck gets placed on your thigh. The familiar feeling sending a shiver of heat up your spine. A feeling you didn’t realize you missed.
It had been years since something to this extent happened with Schl- Johnathan… he was your first time. But you both treated it like nothing afterwards instead just f*cking around with each other. You were not able to help your jealousy as he would flirt with other girls around you. Sometimes you’d see them go off and the girl come back maybe 20 minutes later barely able to walk. Those nights always with your burning jealousy always ended up with you in Schlatt’s bed kissing his forbidden lips. Which eventually led to getting f*cked into his mattress. Honestly it was a problem you couldn’t break till your last year of college. When you saw him… Tommy. Which led you to working for Schlatt. As Tommy was Schlatt’s friend and you just- Needed that cute messy blonde.
The broad male interrupts your thoughts. “If you don’t want this, tell me to stop.” He replies to your mumble, his left hand wrapping behind your neck pulling your face close to his, meeting his lips. You kiss back your body hot and bothered. This was a good distraction from your coworker, Tommy, that you could never have. Your hands find their place sliding up to wrap around his neck pulling him closer. As if on cue he lifts you up onto his desk to have you at least be sitting in some sort of way for comfort.
The kiss is hot, dragging each other's tongues, warm bodies close as you get lost in the nostalgia. He slides his hand under your skirt. The one he requires you to wear. Grabbing at your thigh squeezing giving it a good grope. The warmth and sloppiness of the kiss leaves you breathless as he pulls away, moving to kiss your nape. Stroking his hands up to undo more of your tops buttons, revealing your sexy bra you wore today. “Hyygnn~ Johna~ah” You quietly moan as he kisses your nape and moves to more less visible spots so he can maybe leave a mark. His hand he used to try and remove your shirt finding its place grabbing your boob flipping your tit* out of their bra. So he can kiss them too.
His hand slides under your skirt finding your thong and sliding the fabric to the side. Where he rubs you the perfect same way he did years ago. His fingers stroke further down to tease a bit, not pushing in. A deep chuckle leaves his throat, “You’re f*cking soaked… has my girl been horny all day?~” he slides his finger in already knowing the truth. Of course you were, it takes you at least 5 minutes to get that soaked to the point of your underwear being drenched. After all that is the shortest amount of time it took you to ruin your underwear. Johnathan would know because he ended up f*cking you against his door that same night he discovered he got you that wet with just a few thigh gropes and candle wax.
You whimper, rocking onto his fingers as they fill you up quickly. Pulling his face up from your nape you kiss him deeper. Which your boss responds to accordingly playing with your tongue. Swallowing your moans as he rails you with his fingers as he now slipped in 2 then 3 into you. You pull away from the kiss moving your hands to lean back on the desk. Fists balled as you keep that lean. The candle that has been burning close to your left hand.
“Mn’ gonna try something” He stated, moving your skirt up to show your bare thighs. The part that is easily hidden. He grabs the blue candle that has been burning next to you and carefully pours the wax onto your thighs causing you to moan. Catching it mid way by kissing you. “You still like wax I see~” nibbling on your ear he keeps going… Pouring more wax onto your soft cakey thighs. Watching the way you shake and tremble with the added stimulation. It was a good not too hot wax that hits just right.
You shiver and shake moaning more but getting each one caught in a kiss. You are too reliant on your hands keeping you sat up to move them. So you are at this man’s mercy. Grabbing your left hand to pull it and wrap it around his head. Schlatt jams in and out of your slick heat with rhythm. He traps your moans in kisses as you near your climax, recognizing how you squeeze around him as you get close. He increases the speed even more watching you tremble in his hands. This causes you to pull away from the kiss and let out a soft moan as you squirt all over his rough hand. “JoHna`Ahhh~'' Your body immediately goes weak and slumping onto him. With your boss pulling his fingers out and using his un messy hand to hold you up leaned into his chest. “That’s my girl” He says, stroking your hair. While he wiped his hands off and then rubbed the wax into your legs. It was good for your skin wax that would leave you soft and satisfied. After all he would get body candles not just a basic ass candle.
You pant for a few moments in his grasp. “f*ck… it’s been years, WH-why today?” You question trying to catch your breath.
He gives a grin, “Because you looked like you needed a good climax… take 5 minutes and rest up. I need you on the clock to close tonight. Think of this as… your treat for staying till close” the taller hums.
“I-I should have known- you always have ulterior motives…” You pant out unamused. He kisses your temple.
“And yet we are still best friends.”
“Best friends don’t f*ck” you groan still not able to lift yourself off of him.
“I finger f*cked you toots. There is a difference… but if you want a dick that bad I can arrange that” he gripes back at you.
You frown staying silent for a few moments before sighing. “I am taking 20 minutes of a paid break.. That is the only way I will stay to close today.”
”have it your way.” He grunts carefully moving away but making sure you will be fine. Which you are you just have trembling legs. ”Actually. Make it 30. I went harder than expected. And it is the least I can do after giving you the climax of a life time” he gets egotistical again.
“You mean you chose to finger me? Yeah right, I do deserve a paid 30 minutes where I do not have to work.”
“You are lucky you are my girl, toots, or I wouldn’t let you…” The taller one fixes himself up passing you supplies you can use to clean. “I’ll give you privacy. That was only the beginning anyway” The male leaves the room with a deep chuckle. Leaving you to pant and tremble.
You lay back on his desk shaking all over. It was a light shake but you just know your legs aren’t gonna have fun. On top of that you climaxed but it wasn’t on a huge dick so you just get wet again.
“f*ck I should have just rode him…” you groan. Then at least you could convince him to pay you while you were f*cking him in his office. Then you would feel complete.
Around the 20 minute mark you are able to clean and up and stand. Which sucks and it using all of your energy. But you can do it and that is all that matters.
Leaving his office now fixed up. You walk forward straight into a chest and nearly topple over. You are caught by decently strong hands with the blonde pulling you up to stand. “Whoa whoa, lost your balance there?” He questions. You look up your face going red now f*cking embarrassed.
The tall 6’1’ blonde with perfect crystal blue eyes was looking at you with a soft smile. You could kiss him— you should. Looking into his eyes and his smile you pull a f*ck it. Standing on your tiptoes and kissing him. The blonde stands there in shock as you kiss him. You actually kissed him!?
Tommy is in shock for quite the second but then kisses back. For a few last seconds and you pull back. Well this is a f*cking problem. You are so f*cking wet and horny from the sh*t with Schlatt you lost it and kissed the messy blonde you are literally in love with. You don’t give him the time or chance of day to get an explanation and just book it to the kitchen to get an order or something. Your face is the color of a tomato as you fluster your way around the area. The 3 other chefs immediately notice Tubbo, Phil, and Charlie.
Tubbo, a cute brown haired guy who hides his muscles most times, is the first to comment, “You doing okay?” As you look like a mess. Due to the obvious freaking out you are doing since well you impulsively kissed Tommy and loved it.
“I-I- I’m Chi-ll” you barely reply and notice an order that needs to go out. Grabbing it, checking the table and just focusing on your shift rushing away from the kitchen.
Tommy was still standing stock still for a few more moments. Before he registers and rushes into the kitchen with a stupidly big grin. “I f*cking won you puss* losers!” And he clocks out from work.
The kitchen just looks at each other confused before shrugging. Guess they just have to f*cking deal with the confusion. But if they actually think about it. You were redder than a tomato and he was grinning like a big bastard.
Tubbo looks at his other friends in the kitchen, mouth falling open. “Wait- you think he got her?!” He loudly pronounces only for the rest of the staff to quickly signal him to zip it. There has always been a bet in the kitchen for who fails to resist you and/or gets you. Get like $100 from each person. That is only because everyone has expressed some interest for you.
You are just so numbed to attention like that because of how Schlatt treated you in college. You don’t think anything of it. To be fair the staff know if Schlatt finds out someone in the kitchen gets with his girl they would be in a f*ck ton of trouble. Tubbo just shakes his head and laughs, “Naw, no f*cking way Tommy would pick up her. He can’t pick up anyone. He strikes out every time in college”
The two other chefs nod their heads agreeing with Tubbo. Going back to cooking the orders as the next rush has set in.
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By the 4 hours after your shift was supposed to be done mark hit. The rage at Schlatt just increased ten fold. You got stuck with pure horrid humans in existence on this shift. Only to now be at 4 hours and 20 minutes you could have been off for. The restaurant is closed and you are planning his murder. On top of that. As much as you tried to distract yourself from the kiss with Tommy. You couldn’t you literally have no f*cking clue why you would DO THAT!? Like WHAT IN GODS f*ckING EARTH DID YOU THINK WOULD HAPPEN? HE’D f*ck YOU ON THE WALL OR SWEEP YOU OFF YOUR FEET IN A ROMANTIC GESTURE!? NO OF f*ckING COURSE NOT.
You take a deep breath in and out, wiping down one of the last two tables you have to clean. Till you can f*cking CHANGE AND LEAVE.. You are so, so, SO done with people tonight. Especially Schlatt f*ck him for that mockery earlier knowing you’d just be f*cking wet. “f*ck.” You aggressively mumble scrubbing at this damned table. That just doesn’t seem to get clean. Making things even worse the chefs headed out as the kitchen closed an hour ago. So you were here with only Schlatt then f*cker you will not be f*cking!
You finish the table you are at and head to the last one. Where you scrub like your life depends on it. Growling at the time you keep wasting. You were supposed to be gone hours ago! But no instead you got baited into one of the best fingering of your life time. Then your brain was a hodgepodge of I want sex. For the rest of the f*cking night!! Not only do you need to go home and use your vibrator till your legs quit working you then will need to follow that up with a dicking down. You’ll finish by f*cking yourself with the dick till you can’t anymore.
If he was gonna torture you like that you might as well have had sex. At least you would have had a warm dick in you. You would just have to be careful with protection knowing him he has condoms in his drawer because he is just a man whor* that sleeps with any women he gets the f*cking chance too.
“You are about to break that table.” The man of the hour says bluntly.
“So what. Schlatt.” You glare at him hands scrubbing harder at the expensive wood. You hadn’t made a dent but the table was shining from the gleam of how clean you made it.
“Because it will be docked from your paycheck if you do?”
“Guess I’ll break the table then. Cause I can afford that.” You scrub harder the table, rattling as the shine doesn’t change.
“Wait- But how!? My tables are expensive.”
“Because I’ll just suck your dick a few times and I won’t have to pay sh*t, you man whor*.” You glower. You are very livid right now. Which being completely fair you have right too!
“H-Hey I’m not like that! What’s got your nuts in a twist?!” He says grabbing the towel you were using and lifting your hand up. You don’t want to reply or talk to him anymore just glaring. “… you probably are right though. I can’t resist that lewd face you make.” He grabs your chin with his thumb and index finger. “Looks like someone’s still horny…” he states like it’s a fact, lifting you up onto the table you had just been scrubbing.
You go red again with your sex that’s been pumping out slick like it’s water enjoying the rush of arousal. You wrap your arms around him kissing him again, really dragging out the kisses. He can make it up to you for teasing you earlier.
Your boss kisses back not even giving it a few moments before he’s trying to undress you. Hands working on revisiting places they have already visited today.
A moment of clarity hits you and you pull away. Shoving him back, “f*ck you!” You snark as you shimmy off the table and stomp off to change.
“That can be arranged!” He replies back his rough chuckle vibrating throughout the halls.
“NO IT CAN’T! I’M NOT MAKING THAT MISTAKE AGAIN DON’T FOLLOW ME.” And you stride off changing quicker than Schlatt’s mood swings, slamming your locker when finished. On the way out you write down the time you clock off. Since you are not gonna even waste your time talking to Johnathan right now so he can watch you clock out etc. It is too much work especially with your tortured body.
Crushing the heavy door almost off its hinges. You. fast walk, booking it legs still killing you from earlier, still barely able to stand, think, and give a sh*t. You do not want to be considered easy. It’s… too scary. On top of that the damn kiss with Tommy hasn’t left your head. “f*ck…” you mumble again, frustration seeping out of your boiling blood.
You walked the 10 minute route down the dark alley. Getting home is the only thing on your mind. Stuff yourself into some oversized shirt and sit with a bowl of icecream with a good movie, pretending you have a boyfriend. Then after you do that for a bit playing in your mind a scenario where your boyfriend — Tommy— starts foreplay then f*cks you rough, hard, and brutally good. That's when the thought of vibrator and big dick kicks in from earlier. Yes! That is a great scenario to rail yourself too.
The further into the darkness with it being pretty close to pitch black all around except a tiny dim red light bulb that was the last one that worked on a tiny only crusty sign. You notice your heels clicking… you forgot to change your work shoes… “oh f*ck me” you say out loud. Stopping and closing your eyes to hold in that murderous scream you immediately wanted to let out. Schlatt doesn’t deserve a penis at this point. HE DIDN'T EVEN USE IT.
A hand covers your mouth, a thick fabric shoved into your mouth, and you’re pulled against a wall. You would try and scream but the fabric in your mouth is preventing you from.
“Stay quiet. slu*t.” The voice says in this oddly- roughly sweet voice. For a second you thought it was Schlatt since you two are freaky and you and him did talk about a tied up senario. Thank god it isn’t because being near the infuriating man is sending you to cry. You stop trying to scream wanting to protect yourself tears escaping your eyes. As your puss* drips for the situation. f*ck! Being kinky right now is not a moment. On the wall you are pulled against this guy who’s boner is stabbing at your thigh. Nodding your head to his comment you stay quiet. With your puss* still betraying you by quivering.
It’s arousing to be treated this rough. It is always something you love. “Mnaswahts- Gwon” you try to say through the gag in your mouth. Standing still frustrated with the way your legs are weak from earlier.
The guy pulls your head back. Your vision limited minus the slightly red hue the dark walls are. This one red light is pulling its weight. The unknown person sucks on some open skin on the upper part of your neck. Sending you to moan into the guy pushing back against the boner that’s stabbing at your thigh. He feels big… you wonder if he could use it… on you. You shake your head out trying to remove these f*cked up thoughts. Who enjoys what is most likely an attempted rape!?
The voice that you can barely comprehend from the stress arouses you. Why are you aroused right now… how!? You scream to yourself as the thoughts keep rolling in. He would probably cum in you multiple times then leave you to lay and shake at the end… this is a horrible idea to think anything of the sort with this guy.
“I’ll remove the sock if you promise to be quiet.” He says … gently? Yet, that is killed immediately as you feel something cold held close to your neck, “If you try anything I’ll cut you.” Honestly you can barely tell that it is a knife due too being f*cked out earlier. Against your better judgment you nod your head as a dark fabric is pulled over your eyes and wrapped around your head. “I wanna f*ck you.” The stranger pronounces at this moment if you had any sort of brain cells working you could identify the voice but alas you just hear words.
You don’t move thoughts running rampant. Schlatt was just a rude bitch today and you’ve been suffering all day. Especially remembering how wonderful the kiss you had with Tommy was. You open your mouth barely understanding the words that leave but you just have so much frustration from being blue beaned and you were on your way home to f*ck yourself anyway “f*ck it. Just f*ck me I want a good dicking down tonight,” what are you even saying right now!?
The male gives a grunt moving your back up against the wall. He shimmies your pants and thong down. Commenting, “Someone must be a slu*t… hmm… it also happens to be my favorite color, Red~” he says while noises of a small thud sound. A cold flat metal it touched to you. About the size of 2 inches it feels like, “I can also make you red~” the man hummed as he slightly scratched you with the object. That is very quickly proving to be a knife. Your body betrayed you as you shivered with the slight cut a whimper leaving you. Not the I wanna stop whimper the gimme more whimper.
You can’t tell where the guy is positioned he could be standing he could be sitting. You can just feel the sharp erotic stings of the blade that is swiped over your thighs. He does it for a few more seconds with a very small amount of blood showing. It’s like a cat's scratch level of blood. Not deep, just a surface wound. The pain felt relieving as your puss* grabbed at nothing wanting to be filled.
Your legs are lifted up and your back squished against the walls. Legs hooked around what you quickly determine as the males head. With the breath that lightly fanned you leaking sex. Suddenly, it is wet and sloppy as the males tongue flicks your cl*t only to move in. You are able to slightly make out the words, “Some slu*t is needy” as he devours you. Sending you to come close. Super close within a few minutes. Whimpers and moans followed back, wishing you could see what’s going on. Your hands find their place on his head. His hair is luxurious like a soft cloud as you grab at it pulling. The taller sucks and licks sending you shaking even more legs squeezing around him as you feel your peak and you are about to cli-
He stops pulling back still holding you up. “No. I have a better plan for a greedy slu*t like you” setting you down. He is hovering over you. Using his knife to scratch on your leg again.Then lifting up and hooking one of your legs around him, the other planted on the ground. “Just warning I’m rough with my dirty slu*t”
You were shaking from the almost climax and without much more thought the warmth you craved earlier slid into you. Holy sh*t, “t-that’s your dick” you moan out as the guy starts thrusting his dick in and out. He was stretching you a lot but because of the wet factor he had no problem picking up the pace it felt… good. So so good, tears pool in your eyes from the intense pleasure. Your sex has been swollen since three to four. Now with the pulsing of warmth and friction in you sent your brain malfunctioning. All good Comprehensive thoughts waved you bye. Your body gives into the rough taller, who was not kidding when they warned you they are rough.
Moaning and leaning your head back. All you can see is darkness that surrounds your vision as he rails you the wet sound of skin slapping skin echoing around you. Your eyes are rolled back as he is rough. His hand gripped firmly around your neck, not squeezing, yet. He gruffs out “if you can’t keep quiet I’ll help you.” As he slams in hard, leaving you to squeal. Resulting with the hands adding pressure around your neck. The other hand that was grabbed at your leg he hooked around his arm was close to the knife still in his hand which in advertaly gave you scratches on your legs where you were held.
You loved the pain rocking your hips onto the guy as your breath got low, brain getting fuzzy. The moment that started happening the guy loosened his grip letting you breathe. “Someone enjoys being a whor* for me, huh?~” his pace did not slow as he thrusted faster and harder. You try and grab at anything, hand getting scraped on the wall as you rut back into your attacker heading into your first intense climax. squirting all over the unknown male.
The taller one looks down at you panting as he slows his movements, a smile spreading across his face. You can’t see him but you can feel him. If you could see him you would see that familiar blonde you are helplessly in love with.
Tommy pulls out the sound of your slick seeping out as he flips you around keeping your back to the wall putting you into the same exact position. The blonde holds your hips shoved against the wall. Kissing you when you return, holding him close to you. You see him as a stranger and he sees you as the girl he’s been eye f*cking for years. Since he met you in college but could never find a time to speak to you.
To see your cute face, your laughs, and even better your moan. Tommy lifts both of your legs up, hooking them over his shoulders as he slides back in. Still kissing you. His knife in his left hand. “You like pain huh?” He says in between kisses when he pulls back to see your lewd face. Sadly he can’t see your eyes but you must be gorgeous when you are able to be seen as fully lewd. Begging for him to dominate you.
He carefully takes the knife and slides it over your thigh with some blood seeping out as he keeps going. You throw your head back moaning, holding onto him, nails digging in as you squeeze around the shaft inside of you. More squirt leaving your body. Then taller cuts you again with you rocking onto him with the movement. How is he able too f*ck you good. You are so lost in the pleasure and pain you feel letting out erotic noises. After about 3 more climaxes he pulls out and helps you stand on your legs.
Acting oddly good for someone who would have had sex with you even if you said no… you stiffened for a moment. But the blonde was rubbing your sides, saying sweet things to you and you relaxed. What a mistake. The rough man flips you against the wall your chest shoved up against the wall. Your wrists are forced together pulling them back together as he holds them together tying them. His free hand using his knife to slightly cut you on your ass cheek.
This time he slips back in rougher than ever. Your body aches from the shove. With the added force of being forced against a wall that runs your skin the wrong way. You enjoy the pain he brings you as he f*cks you from behind. Watching the way your ass bounces on his co*ck.
“f*ck!~” he grabs one of your love handles and starts plowing you harder than before. “I love being rough with you! ” You hear him on deaf ears as he pulls your head back with his hand that doesn’t have the knife. Then finding its way around your neck choking you. “You are such a pretty slu*t. Bitch.” He starts spouting nothing. Making you feel weak as he uses your body like a sex sleeve.
Only you love being used.
He pulls out as you squirt. Legs trembling hard than they ever had as cum spews onto your back. The taller one removes his hand. A hand you do not know that is Tommy’s. “You’re mine~” and he leans down over you. Still having you against the wall but pulling your body away from it. Your head is now stuck to the wall. Tommy pinches your nipples and sucks on your neck. Leaving as many love bites as he can he wants to prove that that f*cker Schlatt that he could have you… whenever he wanted.
Grabbing your tied together hands he pushes your upper body back against the hard wall. Tommy grabs your hands holding them too tight for comfort and holds them back as he puts his raw dick back into you. For one last finish. He still had his boner after that last climax and he wants to hear you scream.
You’re screaming like a bitch in heat with his one hand pulling both your hands back. Holding them roughly by the wrist. While he uses his other hand to use his knife and carefully carve a word onto the cheek. Slamming in harder when you whimper at the pain you feel.
“You act like a bitch in heat. I’m gonna break you. You- fragile — girl~!” You pant legs about to buckle and you nearly do fall. The hand with the knife flips it so you won’t get hurt and catches you. “You can last just a little longer… unless you are that much of a weak slu*t. Creaming all over my co*ck.”
Tommy lost control railing hard. Not giving a sh*t you got scratches on the wall as he f*cking you hard. At this rate he is blowing out your back. You squeeze and he knows you’re gonna cum again. Instead of pulling out this time he goes hard till you spray all over his dick. “That’s my good slu*t~” he chooses to give some praise this time. As the blonde keeps his motion sparatic the hand that holds you up moves away and you feel a knife carve into your skin. The motion more intense this time as you can feel the blood seep.
The taller looks down a wicker grin crossing his face as he finishes by slamming you to loose your grip on standing having the stranger catch you again. You squeeze and squirt all over him as he c*ms in you and pulls out spraying the rest of his seed on your back. “That’s my slu*t,” the taller groans leaning into your neck giving you bites and hickey’s. He is so close to finishing his act. Now that he covered you in his marks he could take you home and fix you up. Covering you in kisses.
He leave one last hickey your body trembling. The taller hums giving your nape softer kisses as he now works on after care. He may have f*cked you but at least he can take care of you unlike Schlatt that asshole who left you in his office to just think about what you had done. Then on top of that you cried he hated the face you made as you realized you were just left in there.
Panting from the pleasure you are about to collapse and the soft kisses were sending your legs to quiver. The tall soft blonde’s clothes were covered in the blood that seeped from the deeper ass wound. He doesn’t mind it though since it’s yours. You both take a few moments to pant. He’s still holding you back but had moved to be more gentle.
The blonde smiles a stupidly cute grin you miss. Right when he moves to start taking care of you. You both hear a booming yell that comes from down the alley. A yell you both are terrified of… Johnathan Schlatt.
