Attention whore (2/2)

Continued from… Attention whore (1/2)

Rebel’s muscles went limp. Yes, she did follow him here, she realized. But then she remembered why she did so and even though his hand was still covering her mouth, she tried to explain. Not one sensible word could be heard and she started fighting again. His grip tightened. His hand was on her mouth, his elbow pinned her body against the car. His other hand easily held her hands down. He let go of her hands, but in the same movement he pressed his body tighter against hers, now pinning her arms between them.

With his free hand he pulled his tie from his neck. Despite her fighting he turned her around in one smooth movement and pushed her against the wall. He roughly pulled her arms behind her back and held them up as high as he could, immobilizing her against the wall. Quickly he tied her wrists together. He swung her around and clawed at the skirt she was wearing. Rebel’s fighting spirit returned. She started to scream but instantly his hand was over her mouth again. With his other hand he pulled her skirt up. Oh no, Rebel thought, oh no, this is not really happening. Oh my god, help me, she screamed into his hand, hearing nothing but a faint sound.

Source: konachan.com

His fingers roughly entered her. Oh god, Rebel blushed, I’m wet. Her body betrayed her. She fought, but he held her tight, pinning her against the wall with one hand, and pinning her onto the fingers of his other hand.
“mmmm you want this as much as I do,” he groaned, “you needed this attention. Oh yes you did, tell me that you did, whore. That’s why you followed me here, for the attention. Feel that wet pussy. So nice, so wet.”

Rebel felt tears rolling from her eyes as shame filled her. Shame for what is happening and shame because she was enjoying it. She did another faint attempt to fight him, but her fighting was much less than before.
“See, this is what you came for. For my fingers. To feel them in that hot wet cunt of yours,” the man talked without stopping, “you just needed this. So much. You wanted it. You craved it. The attention, the feeling, the whoring around. Yes, admit it, you want it. You need it.”

As he was talking and holding her in position, he watched his fingers moving in and out of her. His grip on her, keeping her in the position she was in, did not slacken for one second. He fucked her with his fingers and in a constant stream of words told her that she was a filthy attention whore. Rebel fought the feelings inside her, but lost. An orgasm gripped the fingers inside her and her fluids ran down the insides of her thighs. Suddenly he let go of her, turned around, got into his car and in reverse gear he left the alley at such a speed that Rebel thought he might crash into the walls at the narrow entrance.

She sagged to her knees, feeling faint after her orgasm and faint with relief that he had left. It took her a while to free her hands from the tie behind her back. She got in her car. Instantly she saw the flashing light on her phone and remembered the second jingle and the incoming message that she had ignored. As she had expected back then, the message indeed was from her friend.

 

© Rebel’s Notes

This post has been linked to Frisky Friday.
Click the button to see who else is playing.

2 thoughts on “Attention whore (2/2)

  1. KaziGrrl says:

    Well, that was a nice little scare! I wouldn’t mind having that kind of attention if that’s as far as it went 😉

    ~Kazi xxx

Comments are closed.