Innocence Enslaved part 1: Rude Awakening

 Emily woke slowly, her eyelids heavy. She was cold, and the room was brighter than usual. She was uncomfortable,the surface beneath her hard and unyielding… had she fallen out of bed? Still drowsy, she blinked a few times and tried to lift a hand to rub her eyes. That’s when she realized she wasn’t in her room, and suddenly she was wide awake.

She realized she was face down on some kind of table, her ample breasts squashed painfully against the cold surface, and her hands were strapped to the sides. She could feel something strapped around her head, and taste the rubber ball gag that had been shoved in her mouth. To make matters worse, she was naked. She began to panic, struggling to free her hands.
 “It’s no use”, spoke a deep, monotone voice from behind her. She struggled to turn her head to see the source of the voice, but could not. “You won’t be getting free until we’re done”
 She tried in vain to speak around the gag, to bargain, and the voice chuckled. The sweet girl flinched as a hand reached out to brush her long, red hair from her eyes.
 “I can take out the gag if you promise to be good. No screaming, no threats… you can be a good girl, can’t you Emily?” asked the voice.
 Emily simply nodded, terrified, and the man walked around to where she could see. He was middle aged, with short dark hair and a hint of grey. He was remarkably unremarkable, but his slick business suit and confident postire gave him an aura of authority that made him even more terrifying. He stood silently in front of her, admiring her pleading look for a second before kneeling in front of her.

He reached out, bruishing her long ginger hair out of her eyes once more then gently running a single finger over her cheek, admiring the soft, pale, freckled skin of her innocent face. He looked into her round green eyes and spoke once more.
 “Remember”, he said firmly “Behave or I’ll punish you” then reached behind her head and unclipped the gag.
 Emily gasped for breath, gulping to hold back the tears. “Please!” she begged “Please just let me go. I won’t tell anyone!”
 The man simply smiled, and the terrified girl continued to plead.
 “Please, just tell me what you want! I’ll do anything!”
 Finally he spoke. “I knew you were a good girl, Emily. Now, let me tell you what I want. You see, I find it rare to encounter a girl with that combination of beauty and innocence that you have. Girls lose the Virginity earlier and earlier these days, which makes it hard for men like me. What I want, my girl, is to take that innocence of yours.”
 Emily feel dead silent for a moment as the words sank in, and then the tears began to flow, and she began to beg. “Please… please don’t… Not like this…”
 “Don’t worry,” he cooed, attempting to sound soothing. “As long as you’re a good girl, I’ll make sure you enjoy it almost as much as I do.”
 She continued to beg, and he placed a hand on her shoulder. He began to trace it downwards, between her shoulder blades, and she began to thrash. He slid the hand under her, cupping her ample breasts, and she begged more. The hand traced down the small of her back, and she sobbed. Then it gently slapped her ass, and she screamed.

 And that’s when he changed. Suddenly his face was inches from hers, twisted in anger. “I told you to be a good girl!” he snarled, slapping her across the face, and she began to wail.
 He moved swiftly, pulling out a pistol, and held it to her head, shouting “Shut up!”, and she stopped immediately. “Second warning”, he growled at her, standing up straight and fumbling with his pants. His erection sprung out, a large, veiny thing prodding her face. Her begging escalated further, and he cocked the gun and pressed it to her temple, his other hand grabbing her hair and twisting her head painfully back “No more warnings. Suck it or I pull the trigger!”
 She fell silent, clenching her eyes shut as she obediently opened her mouth, but the taste alone was was enough. She stick out her tongue, and the bitter taste of his cock filled her mouth. He small mouth stretched wide to accomodate him, and she heard him moaning “Ohhh good girl” as he filled her mouth. He began thrusting, slight movements, only the tip of his penis moving in and out of her mouth, then slid it in further. She gagged as it hit her tonsils, and he stopped. The gun still pressed against her head, she was terrified, and wrapped her lips around the filthy shaft invading her throat.
 “Good girl” he whispered, relaxing slightly, and Emily sobbed with relief. He pulled out, and she started to panic once more as he walked around her abdomen disappeared from sight.

 He stood staring at her pale, shapely ass for a moment, then simply said “Don’t complain”, and slapped one of her asscheeks with an open hand. He slapped the other, keeping both hands planted firmly on her butt and then spreading her ass cheeks apart. Emily stifled a sob, putting her face down and wincing as she felt his thumbs probing her virgin asshole and heard him murmer “Glad you shave. Almost like you knew what was coming”.
 Then she felt a warm trickle, and began to cry softly as he poured something slippery directly onto her previously untouched asshole. She moved slightly, but with her legs tied to the legs of the bench, she could only do so much as she felt his hands gently squeezing her ass cheeks. She felt his thumbs probing at her sphincter as his hands kneaded her soft flesh, and she yelped as he gave her another soft slap. Then his thumbs spread her open, and she felt pressure as his hard cock was pushed up against her virgin anus. She grit her teeth as the pressure built, and then he was in, his hard shaft sliding slowly and painfully into her, the lubrication doing little to dull the pain of her tight ring of flesh gripping him hard. It burned, and tears were now streaming down her cheeks as he slid in, until eventually she felt his thighs against hers. He slid out slowly, the suction pulling her already sore asshole tight, and she couldn’t help but let out a low squeel. Then, just as it seemed he was almost out, he pushed in again, and the cycle repeated. He began to pick up the pace, each thrust slightly faster, slightly harder than the last. She could hear him beginning to pant behind her, still squeezing her ass. Each time he pushed in, she could feel his hairy balls slapping against her pussy, the dripping lube combining with this to create a tingling sensation. His thrusts were getting faster and faster, the rhythmic slap of flesh on flesh abdomen his heavy breathing the only sounds she could hear as her body jerked back and forth on the table. Then he grunted, pulling her close, and she felt his shaft twitching inside her as he came. He slid out of her slowly, and another sob wracked her petite body as she felt his warm fluids in her sore ass.

 “Good girl” he repeated breathlessly.