But dawn even though it was embarrassing yesterday I still had a good time. Gosh and all I did was give him oral. Doing that with him turned on my sex slave fantasies a little bit. The way he grabbed me felt so good. It made me feel alive in a way. Because eventually after I rubbed his dick, I started to suck on it. And I said, "Mmm, do you like that sir."
"Yes, fuck yes." All of a sudden he began to jolt and told me, "Oh gosh Courageous, play with yourself; I love how you moan." "Okay sir," was all I could reply.
Because he jolted again and came inside my mouth.
It felt good to rub my clit while his hand was twisting one of my tits and I came too.
It felt so good I couldn't think. And he stopped pulling my hair and grabbed my head while still twisting my tits. And he jolted over and over and over again. And so did I. He put his entire seven-inch dick inside my mouth; I choked while he and I were cumming. It turned me on so much I wanted to keep going.
But he saw a car park and we stopped. And we started again when we got inside the car he picked me up in. But even though it felt good it was still embarrassing.
Well, I couldn't sleep which fucking sucked. And I was not in the mood to fucking argue. So I washed dishes and cleaned my room. And kissed my parents goodbye when Kirk drove up to my house to pick me up for our second date. This is his second chance to go out with me. With almost a fresh start and a new day. And dawm he looked handsome. More handsome than he looked yesterday.
Yesterday he wore a plain white shirt with camaflouge green pants and a black cap. Today he wore a Harley Davidson t-shirt, a black leather vest, and black jeans, with the same black cap. I couldn't sleep because I couldn't stop thinking about how both embarrassing I felt and how awesome his touch felt.
I thought about it so much I was cumming without even playing with myself all night. And seeing him today that feeling of euphoria came back. I was sort of new at this sex slavery stuff he wanted to show me the basics is what he told me yesterday. But it was kinda hard to hear the rest of what he was saying because when you cum it's hard to think. And all you can think of is gosh I want more.
Well when we left in the car, he pulled over in front of a park. He told me, "Take off your blouse". "Okay." "Okay, what my little dirty girl?" "Okay, sir." Gosh that turned me on the way he said that in a deep sensuous tone. I think I turned him on as well. Because he started unbuttoning and unzipping his pants. And wouldn't wait and started unbuttoning and unzipping mine. And he started rubbing my pussy and putting his fingers in there. It felt so good. I started to cum. And hearing me cum; made him jolt and started to pull my hair so I could get closer to suck on his seven-inch dick. Again I was choking on his cock. But it felt so good because he kept fingering my pussy and we kept cumming over and over again. And it escalated from there. He told me to get to the back seat of the car. And I did. Since he was still at the front told me, "Lay down, but when you do lay your legs down up here." "Okay, sir," was all I could reply. And he started licking the cum off my pussy and fingered my pussy harder and then started licking it again. And he said, "Try not to cum." So tried, but I kept cumming I couldn't stop. So he slapped my pussy. And started fingering me in the ass. And was licking me there. And again he said, "Try not to cum, until I tell you to." I couldn't say anything so I nodded. So I held it back for as long as I could. Then he said, "Who's my little dirty bitch? Who's my little slave girl? Who's my little fucking whore? Yeah, Courageous you are your my little fucking whore!" Then he said, "Cum for me Courageous," as he started licking my pussy while fingering my ass and he started twisting my tits. I was so happy because I couldn't hold back from cumming. I screamed as I was cumming. "Aaaaaaaaaaaah! Aaaaaaaaaah! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! "Yes, Courageous. Keep cumming you little dirty whore, my whore! Then he stops. I was tired from screaming and cumming. I caught my breath and asked him, "Kirk, sir are you okay?" "Yes Courageous, lay back down." "Okay, sir." So I lay back down next thing you know he's naked and on top of me and he just rams his dick in my pussy going in and out as hard and as fast as he can. All I can do is scream while in my mind I'm screaming, "Fuck me, Kirk, Fuck me, Fuck meeeeeee!" When out loud I'm screaming, "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"
Since it was eleven A.M. when he picked me up. It was 5 pm when we stopped. We went to Bill Miller's to have a quick bite to eat after putting all our clothes back on. Thank goodness my lipstick didn't smear on my face. Added a little powder and blush and I was good as new.
Then he took me to the action pawn by my house and I bought a few movies. Then he took me to see the movie called Red 2 at the Regal Theater. But I was wondering what the blanket was for. He said, "You'll see soon enough." And the movie started and I heard him unbuttoning and unzipping his pants under the blanket. All I could think was are you fucking kidding me? I came here to watch the movie not to suck on your dick. So after that, we left. Which sucked because I wanted to watch the movie. And I said, "Kirk, take me home!" He asked, "What's wrong babe?" I looked at him angrily with the coldest stare I had. And he said, "Okay, I'll take you home." I kissed him goodbye and slammed the door to his car. Because I was pissed off that I didn't get to see the movie. So I broke up with him. He threatened to kill me or rape me and get me pregnant then when the child is born that he would take it away from me. I told my parents. So my parents started looking for another place to stay. And it was hard for me to go to sleep. Because of the threat, he made me. So I tried to get my mind off the thought of the threat he told me about. I watched movies, and read books, including the Bible to help me go to sleep but the threat and the way he said it scared me. I kept looking for a man with a sniper rifle pointed at my head. It had been three days since I have not been able to sleep but I found the Courage to block him on Mocospace and find someone else. So I could get some sleep and some peace of mind. The last two days were very eventful and fun for me. I loved spending time with him and his family. They all had nice families and were really good people. So he treated them well, although they weren't rich. But they didn't seem to care anyway.
And every time I was home from school or during work, I kept asking myself, "When will I be safe?" I knew he wasn't going to let anyone hurt me if he could help it. Even if he had to shoot and killed them first. Or just beat them to death. He's a bad guy. And he's dangerous.