A Young Girl’s Adventures with Rape – Part Three
Time seemed to slow, as he crunched across the gravel towards me. Whoever he was, I could hear his boots grinding against the dirt, his tread loud and heavy. He sounded big. He sounded really big. “What are you doing here, hun?” He said, stopping in front of me. My heart beat faster in my chest. He sounded older – a lot older. Fuck, what would he do? What would any guy like him do, if he found a girl tied naked like me? Fuck, could he smell me? Did he know? “I asked what you’re doing here. Did you do this yourself?” I nodded, without thinking. Fuck, was this going to happen? Everything I’d wanted for so long? My cunt began to tingle anew at the thought, and I felt myself grow even wetter, …
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