“What’s that?” Rico asked.
“I need your little friend to fuck me in the ass, while you’re fucking my pussy. Do you think he’d like that?”
“Oh, fuck yes!” Rico agreed, and retracted the blade of the knife back into the handle, so that he could flip the handle around, and stick up into Cindy’s ass-hole, and then begin frigging her rectum with it, while he continued to thrust away at her vagina with his dick.
And that “did the trick” for Cindy. It took her right over the top, and she began to orgasm strongly.
“Oh, fuck yes, Rico! That’s it. You’re makin’ me cum!” Cindy announced in a breathy, excited whisper right into Rico’s left ear.
And Rico could tell that Cindy wasn’t lying about her orgasm either. Because he could feel the walls of her vagina become noticeably wetter all around his penis, and he could also feel the muscles at the entrance of her vagina, as they repeatedly gripped and then released the base of his dickshaft.
“Come on, Rico. Give me your sperm, God damn it!” Cindy cheered him on. “What fuck are you waitin’ for?” she added, egging him on, using his own words against him.
And the next thing she knew, Cindy breathed a big sigh of relief when she felt Rico’s pulsating penis, as it took on a life of its own, and was busy ejaculating his Hispanic man-seed inside her vagina. And she realized this whole ordeal was nearly over with.
But, unfortunately for Cindy, Rico had one last surprise for her.
He yanked the switchblade handle out of her ass-hole, and backed away from her, to pull his penis out of her vagina, and then away from her vulva entirely.
“Get down on your knees, and clean up my dick with your mouth, Puta!” Rico ordered, calling Cindy a “whore” in Spanish.
“Do I have to?” Cindy automatically balked at what Rico was asking her to do. “God, that’s just so gross!”
“No, of course you don’t have to do what I say. But if you decide not to cooperate with me, then I might decide to call my homie, and arrange for a not so small accident to happen to someone you love. Maybe a relative, or a good friend of yours. Who knows? So what’s it gonna be, Chica? Are you gonna cooperate with Rico, or not?”
Cindy hesitantly knelt down in front of Rico, and stuck the head of his stinky dick in her mouth, which grossed her out so much that it triggered her gag reflex.
“Oh, by the way, my little friend here needs his dick cleaned too,” Rico said, rubbing the end of the knife handle up against Cindy’s cheek, and then inserting it into one corner of her mouth, along side his own dick, which she was already sucking away on.
Cindy thought to herself, My God! When is this ever going to end? If I had a gun right now, I’d shoot this son of a bitch!
After Cindy had finished licking Rico’s dick clean–as well as the handle of his precious switchblade–she looked up at Rico and asked, “Are you finished with me yet? Can I leave this fucking bathroom now?”
“Yes, Chica. You’ve been a good girl tonight. But don’t you go telling anyone else about what just happened here, or I might have to arrange an accident for one of your loved ones, like I told you.”
“Don’t worry, Rico. Your secret’s safe with me.”
Rico turned around, unlocked and opened the bathroom door, and walked straight to the bed, to lie down next to Sally, who was still fast asleep.
Cindy just stayed in the bathroom for several minutes. She was shaking from the whole experience, and felt like she was going to puke at any moment. But she didn’t.
Instead, she slowly regained her composure, and then finally walked out into the hotel room to find and gather up her clothing.
She walked back into the bathroom, pulled her emergency travel-size toothbrush and toothpaste out of her purse, and thoroughly brushed her teeth. Then she stuffed her destroyed bra down into her purse, along with her toothbrush and toothpaste. Finally, she flushed her panties and her urine down the toilet, and then put her blouse, her pants, and her sandals back on, so that she could sneak out of the hotel room.
It was a horrible ending for a night that had started out so wonderfully. And Cindy felt really bad about leaving Carl like that, without even telling him goodbye. But she just couldn’t bring herself to stay in the same hotel room with Rico any longer than she had to. And if that meant that Carl would end up becoming a one-night stand for her, then so be it.
But most of all, Cindy worried about her kid sister being “in lust” with a vicious rapist like Rico.
Once Cindy finally got back to her Uncle Jerry’s apartment, she went straight to the guest room, threw herself down on top of the bed, and cried like a little baby.
But she wasn’t crying for the reasons that one would normally assume. Cindy was crying because she finally realized what a true slut she really was, deep down inside. She realized that she had actually enjoyed getting forcibly raped by Rico in that bathroom–except for that very last “stinky dick-sucking” part, that is. She had even gotten turned-on while peeing her panties in front of him, which most women would have found to be a degrading experience.
However, Cindy was not “most women”. Just like many other gingers out there in the real world, Cindy had been bullied throughout her entire life, thanks to her reddish-orange hair and her super-pale, freckled skin. The girls at school used to call her a “freak” behind her back. And they were always putting her down every chance they got, and treating her like a second-class citizen.
And Cindy had always just quietly sat there–or stood there, as the case may be–and taken her classmates’ abuse, because she didn’t have a mean bone in her body. In fact, Cindy had always felt sorry for her attackers.
And after being subjected to so much bullying and verbal abuse over the course of many years, Cindy eventually became a full-blown masochist. And so when it came to boyfriends, she found herself naturally gravitating towards guys who were sadistic and cruel to her.
And the real truth of the matter was that Rico wasn’t Cindy’s “first rodeo”. In other words, he wasn’t the first guy to ever forcibly rape her.
Cindy lost her virginity when her very first true boyfriend in high school raped her in the back seat of his car, while they were making out at the drive-in movies. It was only their second date together, and Cindy had begged and pleaded with Sam not to fuck her that night. But all her pleas fell on deaf ears, as Sam went ahead and shoved his fully-erect dick up inside her virgin baby-making hole, and then came inside her within less than 30 seconds after his initial penetration.
The ironic part was that when Sam started ejaculating inside her, Cindy began orgasming right along with him. And afterwards, she begged him to stay coupled-up with her, and to not pull out. And that was because Sam had managed to unintentionally give Cindy one of the strongest orgasms that Cindy had ever experienced in her young life. And naturally, she wanted those awesome after-glow sensations to last as long as possible.
But Sam unceremoniously pulled out of her anyway. And then he called her a filthy slut, and laughed right in her face, telling her that a guy would be crazy to have a “freak” like her (there was that horrible word again) for a girlfriend, and that he was only going out with her so that he could get some “easy pussy”.
And Cindy realized that Sam had been truthful with her, for the most part. Being a ginger, she naturally had a super-high libido, and was always ready and willing to make out with just about any guy who would have her. And she was always game to make out with a guy just about anywhere that the two of them could get some privacy for just a few moments.
But once Sam had taken her virginity, and unexpectedly plunged her into the world of adult-style sexual intercourse, Cindy was hooked. And she was no longer content to just make out with guys. Instead, she was always secretly wanting them to forcefully “take her” and “have their way” with her.
And Cindy became a true cock-tease after that, always hoping that her next “boyfriend” would finally get pissed-off at her, and frustrated enough to go ahead and date-rape her. And that was primarily because Cindy thought of herself as basically being “a good girl”, and that was the only way that she could justify to herself the idea of letting a guy have sexual intercourse with her.
And that date-rape stuff ended up happening to Cindy more often than one would think. Usually in the back seat of the guy’s car. And always with Cindy intentionally using no form of birth control, other than sheer luck. And that was the way that Cindy liked it. She loved playing the role of the innocent victim. And she was literally addicted to the danger that she always put herself in. And in the end, she had ended up paying for that addiction with her uterus and her ovaries.
It happened during the summer after Cindy’s high school graduation, when she picked up this good-looking stranger at a night club one evening.
She intentionally cock-teased the shit out of him all night long, while he was dancing with her and buying her drinks. Of course, Cindy was underage, and wasn’t supposed to be in that nightclub that night. But her authentic-looking fake ID card had gotten her through the front door of the club, just like it always did.
Right before closing time, her handsome, young stranger ended up raping Cindy on the concrete floor of the deserted ladies restroom at the night club, all the while holding the jagged end of a broken beer bottle up to her throat.
Cindy was so drunk at the time that she didn’t remember much about the rape itself, other than the fact that, for some strange reason, she couldn’t help but say the phrase “Fuck me!” over and over again to herself, while that good-looking stranger was force-fertilizing her totally-unprotected vagina and uterus.
She didn’t even know the man’s name, but that didn’t stop him from giving her one hell of a vaginal infection that just wouldn’t go away, no matter how many trips to the doctor that Cindy later took.
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