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born-of-flames · 2 months

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Picnic Date Idea...

(Trigger warning, read if you enjoy CNC)

You look extra needy this evening, dressing up and twirling around in your cute dress I bought with you.

The one with the floral patterns that is just short enough to cover your ass.

When you spin I catch a glimpse of that metallic plug in placed into you hours ago.

"Come on baby, we are going on a little drive, wait for me in in the car."

"Ooooh, are you taking me out for a date!? Are we going to go to a restaurant or shopping!?"

"Just head to the car and get in, I'll be out soon princess."

When I leave the house and turn to lock the door, you notice I'm carrying a backpack on my back.

"Daddy, are we going on a picnic at the park!"

"Oh, something like that..."

The entire car ride, I have my hand on your thigh, moving it up and down your soft skin and teasing you as we snake down the country roads, deeper into the woods.

At one point I stop abruptly and turn off the car, just off the road, nobody around us and no car has passed us for a good long while.

"Get out, get the FUCK OUT OF THIS CAR!" My voice erupting in a commanding fashion.

"D-daddy... What's going on, what do you mean?"

I grab you by the base of your hair and pull you close. "I SAID, GET OUT THIS FUCKING CAR, NOW!"

You freeze, paralyzed by fear and yet, there is a sparkle of excitement in your eyes.

"No."

I push the drivers door open, climb out and quickly get to the passangers side. I grab you by the hair again, and you struggle, pushing me away and begging for me to stop.

It's no use...

I get you out the car, push you to the floor away from the car and climb ontop of you so you're pressed into the ground by my weight and strength.

You fight, kick and scream, trying desperately to get yourself out from under me.

It's no use...

I finally collect your hands and handcuff them together behind your back and lift you to your feet and slap your ass nice and hard before spinning you around, pulling you close by the hips and planting a passionate kiss on your lips.

The fear fades for just a second before you're brought back to reality.

"Home is down this road, it's a two hour walk. Good luck."

I step away, climb back into the car and speed off down the road leaving you stranded, alone and afraid.

Your heart is racing and your dress is soiled, yet your pussy has left your thighs drenched.

"What the actual fuck, how can I be this horny from such deranged treatment, fucking hell I'm a mess."

Down the road you walk, for about 10 minutes, the minutes feel like hours and all of a sudden, from behind you, the sounds of a unfamiliar vehicle.

"Oh god, this can't be happening..."

You are so vulnerable, so exposed and fucking drenched in arousal that any feral animal could smell it from miles around.

The car slowly drives by, you barely get a glimpse of the driver, it's at this point you think you got away without being taken notice of.

It's no use...

The car slows, brakes engaged and you're breathing quickens, "Fuck, maybe they will help me, take me home, fuck. How is this even happening."

Reverse lights, and the car stops infront of you.

Before you can even speak, the door opens and a masked hooded man steps out the vehicle and rushes up to you, grabbing you by the throat and pushing you chest first onto the trunk of the car.

"No, no, no NO! Get off of me! Please, stop! Please!! Just help me."

Silence.

It's no use...

He is stronger, bigger and you're weak to what's to come.

His hand lifts your dress to expose your ass cheeks and he is grabbing at them as he unbuckles his pants and shimmies them down and shakes them off.

A knife, drawn and pressed into the side of your neck which makes you freeze and tremble at the thought of being so helpless and vulnerable.

He rubs you up and down, feeling how absolutely soaked and slippery you are.

Trying so hard to want to fight back and yet his hand holding the knife to your neck is applying so much pressure you can't do much.

To make things easier for him, he removed the knife and grabs you to flip you around so you're facing his masked gaze.

Holding you firmly in place with the unrelenting deep feral breathing and treat of a knife which he uses to cut away at your pretty dress.

After you're truely in shambles he pushes you back into the trunk with your chest against the cold metal body and reapplies the knife to your skin and caressing your folds with his fingers.

One finger, two fingers, three...

Pumping into you as you whine and sob, shaking uncontrollably.

Begging for it to be over and for him to leave you alone...

It's no use...

Just before his tip touches your folds, and you're penetrated, he speaks.

"You really think I'd leave you alone, for someone else to come along and take advantage of you, you think I wouldn't have the best date planned for us?"

"Daddy, you are cruel and twisted, now please fucking use me, pump me, rail me, ruin me, I need this, I need you!"

"There is my good little slut. The picnic spot is just up the road, it's all set up, before that though..."

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