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I awaken suddenly as something - a gag - is forced into my mouth. I realize my eyes are open now but I still can't see. There's a blindfold... no, it's a hood of some kind, covering my whole head.
Terrified, I panic and scream muffled screams into my gag. I punch and kick and flail blindly, but my assailant effortlessly bats my limbs aside and pins me down to my bed. He slaps me, hard. "Shhhh...." I hear, the only sound I've heard him make. My screams fade into quiet sobs.
I feel the touch of cold steel against my skin. I'm sure I'm about to die... I try to plead for my life, though I can't be sure I can even be understood. My assailant says nothing as he shreds my pajamas; I'm helpless as he strips me of each piece. He leaves my panties for last; I feel the waistband snap and then they're pulled away from me, exposing my bare pussy to the cool night air.
I renew my struggle, but it's no more effective. He (I'm sure he's a he now) is too big. He's too strong. I'm completely overpowered, and at his mercy. As if to prove the point, he casually flips me over. I do my best to get away, but he's faster and grabs my arms. Before I can even process what's happening, he's expertly bound my wrists with rope. Now I'm unable to even try to defend myself. I twist and thrash uselessly.
I'm on my back again, his weight on me. I feel my legs being pushed apart. No... no... no! But there's nothing I can do. I feel his whole weight on me. Oh my god... that's his cock... it slips inside me. I'm so wet. And he's so big... the biggest I've ever... oh... I can't... this can't... feel good... I can't let it. My body betrays me. My hips rise to meet his thrusts... I want... need.... I'm almost there... just a little more...
He grunts, and he explodes inside me. I feel his cum fill me, and I feel his cock come out. I whimper... I was so close. I still am... just a little more. I hump the empty air, looking, needing.... feeling confused, violated, scared but so desperately horny...
"Slut" he says. My rapist's voice is deep and gravely. I don't recognize it.
He grabs me by the hair. It hurts. I'm being dragged out of the bed, still quivering, crying, too spent to really fight. He drags me... I can't stop it. My knees get rugburns, my elbow hits a railing. But we keep going. Through the hall. Down the stairs. Out the door. I realize I'm in my front yard, naked. I hope someone will see me, see what's going on, put a stop to it. It's my only hope.
I'm shoved into something, and I hear a door slam above me. I realize I'm in a car trunk. There's silence, and then the engine starts. I feel the vehicle pull away.
Where am I being taken?
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