Without a real care for who saw, Amy ran through the hall way practically naked. There is only one thing on her mind and that is to get back to Matthew’s room fast.
When Amy sees the door to Matt and her’s room, TJ pops out from nowhere. “What the Frak!?!”
With both arms stretched out to block escape, TJ stops Amy. As if ready to pounce, he has a lustful look towards her. The ravenous gaze gives Amy the shivers.
A wardrobe malfunction has completely escaped Amy’s notice. Her breast has popped out of her bikini top. The exposed hardened nipple is what got his attention.
“Ooohhh my sweet thing.” TJ drawls “What the fuck are you doin’ in the middle of the hallway butt ass naked?” Taking off his jacket he hands it over to Amy to put it on.
With a rather large amount of concentration Amy is able to stay calm. She steps away from the jacket and TJ slowly. In his eyes, she can see that he is already imagining raping her whether she is willing or not.
Ted, Todd, and Toad’s room is still shut. Now that the moment has passed she found her limbs very sluggish without adrenaline to power her movements. “ I just escaped Te-“
Cutting Amy’s explanation off, TJ takes the split moment her eyes were off of him to quickly wrap his jacket around her shoulders. Then he maneuvers Amy into his room as she abruptly tries to escape. The jacket however fouled up her movements and special awareness.
“Shush precious; Come with me into my room and we can talk about this.”
“No – I want my husband Matthew” Amy pleads with TJ.
“No, no – I insist that you wait in my room with me while I call my husband… ok?” TJ asks Amy rhetorically.
“No” Amy answers anyway just in case it matters. Unfortunately for her the only thing on TJ’s mind is fucking her brains out.
A sense of hopelessness threatens Amy as the door slams shut. Analyzing vectors of escape, she tries to use her considerable brain power to out think TJ. Actually out thinking him only takes a moment of thought for her, because he let being black and growing up in the inner city limit his education.
Next to the mirrored closet there is a pink thong laying on the carpet. ‘How many women does he rape in a day?’ Amy is flummoxed.
“Stop being a Bitch and get your ass over here hoe. Sit on the bed. I’ll call Matthew for you right now.” TJ demands as he walks over to the refrigerator/bar that all the rooms had.
Almost saying ‘No’ again Amy stops herself and considers whether TJ really was about to call the one man in the hotel she actually wanted to fuck her brains out.
Even without a wardrobe malfunction Amy considers herself practically naked anyhow. Now noticing the expensive leather jacket mysteriously on her, she throws it out the open window. After a moment she hears it land in the pool.
Unfortunately, TJ misses seeing the jacket taking flight out the window. Amy was hoping he would chase after it. It looks like he spent almost a year’s salary on the fraking thing. And, it did fly superbly… almost like it was built to fly.
With two glasses of Moscato, TJ walks over and hands one to Amy. She hesitates to take it because the dangers of date rape drugs are nothing new for women. However, in her inhibited state she trusts him when he lies to her and says it is just wine. He says it is the only thing in the refrigerator and she naively believes him.
After drinking the Moscato, Amy exhales and feels the wine immediately have a nice warming effect on her body. So she misses that the warming only from the Spanish Fly move down to her neither regions.
Temperance is far from being a virtue of TJ, but he tries until the drugs kick in. To pass the time he asks Amy what happened to her. However, he immediately tunes her out because he is an air head like that.
Amy completely misses how TJ edges ever closer to Amy, that he puts a hand on her naked thigh, or on the small off her back. She explains how Ted, Todd, and Toad were raping her.
Abruptly TJ’s hand kneading her inner thigh becomes the center of Amy’s attention. She also begins to notice his other hand is rubbing small circles clockwise into her lower back and hips.
The missing very expensive leather Jacket comes to TJ’s mind, but Amy now fails to notice his apparent concern. At this point the drugs have almost fully kicked in and Amy’s brain is failing to fire on all cylinders.
Realizing that time is of the essence, TJ gets back to ‘seducing’ Amy. He thinks he will find his jacket later.
Slowly two fingers begin pushing past Amy’s labia and into her vagina. At the same time, TJ latches his lips onto her nipples and begins feasting. He pushes her back onto the bed horizontally.
Even with the drugs Amy realizes her fears are being realized and TJ is beginning to have his own rape session with her. The Spanish Fly may raise her libido and prime her body for sex. Yet she has spent several years expanding all the other areas of her brain.
“Please stop… I want Matt…” Amy mutters softly focusing on the last thing she said as a mantra. She knew guys hated it when you moan another person’s name. She hopes that TJ will hate it too.
Subconsciously Amy’s legs spread farther open, reading herself for intercourse. “I knew you wanted me Amy..” Obviously TJ had missed what she just said.
Hardly able to think clearly let alone speak Amy continues to concentrate on her new mantra: “Matt.!. I want Matt!” with a little more voice behind it.
Silencing any further outburst TJ smothers Amy with his lips. With his hands he unzips and shucks his pants with great skill. As if he does it multiple times in a day with little thought.
Supermodel beautiful, with aristocratic facial features, slanted eyes, and high cheek bones it is easy to see why TJ might choose to rape her. Girls like Amy avoid ‘hanging out’ in the hood.
Forming an ‘O’ with the mouth, Amy feels TJ probing her already flooded pussy with his fingers. “eeeiiii… eeeiii… eeiii… eeiii… eeiii… eeiii… eeiii…” She pants like the bitch in heat that she is. Whimpering and moan, Amy fights to regain control over her voice. She can do that one small thing for Matt.
“You are so wet Amy. Just give in to it. Tell me what you want.” TJ is stroking his black cock with his free hand. Stupidly, he thinks if she caves in now that it will somehow mean this is not rape.
Amy moans with determined defiance: “Noooooooooooo” Fortitude is one of Amy’s many virtues.
The light glistening off Amy’s baby feeders strikes just the right angle to empower TJ’s lust.
“Titty fuck bitch, bitch. Now.!.” TJ thinks that Amy has to have lost her mind at this point. She should only be craving sexual release with very little higher brain function.
Temptation is there for Amy to cave in to TJ’s demands. A titty fuck means TJ is well away from her fertile pussy, and that is very important to her. However, TJ has already betrayed her many times by now already. There fails to be a reason for her to trust anything he says now.
“Go to hell!!!” Amy says delirious with drugs, pain, and pleasure.
Enraged at Amy’s defiance TJ roars in bestial fury. She might have been scared if she could think straight. He temporarily stole that ability away from her though.
Bewildered by Amy’s lack of response, TJ straddles Amy’s chest and begins to hump her cleavage on his own. He grabs her boobs viciously and presses them tight around his penis. Sliding his prick back and forth he humps her breasts like a kangaroo in heat.
The pressure on Amy’s breasts has created I blinding pain that cuts through the debilitation from the drugs like a hot knife through butter. She needed to get out of this bad situation and fast. The only thing she could think of though was…
“I want Matthew!!!” The sound of Amy’s voice reverberates off the bedroom walls. Some small part of her brain hopes that he can hear her call for help. The then walls are made of plywood and hardly enough to muffle that scream.
“God damn it bitch, shut the fuck up!” TJ swears as he continues fucking Amy’s tits. On the edge of cumming he can hardly think straight himself, though in his case it is probably a blessing in disguise. “Bitch, open your fucking mouth. I am about to cum”
Having TJ’s cum anywhere on Amy’s insides is abhorrent to her at this point. Unable to say anything in response without giving him what he wants, she stares at him in the eyes.
Stars begin to circle Amy’s consciousness as white hot blinding pain flashes through her. TJ pinched both of her nipples and twisted them in opposite directions. As a genuinely kind and caring person, this is the first time Amy has ever wished someone would just die.
With a wish and a prayer to the Lady, “I WANT MATTHEW!!! My husband, is Matt!!!” The pain almost blanks everything from Amy’s mind except for her desire for Matt. That she is able to focus on with the intensity of a blue laser.
Uncaringly TJ takes the opportunity to release his baby batter, uselessly into Amy’s mouth. “AAARRRGGGHHHHH” The sweat and cum covering her is more than enough to lubricate TJ’s masturbation session without causing damage from the friction. Her breasts though will take a couple months to fully heal.
“Clean me NOW! Bitch… I am NOT done with you.” TJ states vehemently as he moves off of Amy. “I am going to show your pussy who its new master is.” He plants both feet on the floor.
TJ’s black monster is far from deflating.
Staring at TJ like he has lost his mind, Amy thinks: ‘Of course, he has yet to give a fuck what I say, do, or want. Why would that change?’
Slowly Amy’s mind begins to function coherently again. She realizes her body is being sluggish and difficult to move. Now she realizes that she was drugged, and probably in the Moscato.
“I want Matt!” Amy states simply, and too quick for TJ to stick his cock in her mouth anyhow. Hell could freeze over and she will still refuse to suck TJ’s cock for any reason.
“Bitch I said clean my cock”
Amy imagines that she could let TJ stick his cock in her mouth. Then she would bite and start chewing. However then he might get more violent and her breasts are still hurting.
“Die”
Further incensed at Amy’s behavior, suddenly he has a bright idea “You realize my cock has my seed all over it. If I stick it up your twat now, you may get pregnant even without me cumming in you.”
Paying close attention, ready should TJ try to weasel his cock in Amy’s mouth while she responded. “You are a two bit liar and a thug… I want MATT!!!”
Frustrated with Amy’s refusal to appease TJ, he growls. “Fine then bitch. I’ll fuck you with my cum covered cock and the cum in your womb.” Forcing her limp legs open he thrusts into her moist cavern of love. Hands on her throat and mouth he chokes her as he fucks her.
“I want Matt!”
Raging… TJ jackhammers into Amy’s cunt with all the force his muscles could muster. He pulls her feet up to his chest for the yawning position. The counter balance and change in angle allows him to slid further up into her vagina.
“I want Matt!”
Slapping Amy’s ass, TJ’s balls swing back and forth as he pistons himself into her for over half an hour. He already came once and so this time he is lasting longer and that pleases him to no end.
“I want Matt!”
Constantly being choked and smothered with TJ’s hands, Amy is on the verge of wishing she would just die. The pain of partial suffocation along with fucked senseless is almost too much. She prays that Matt gets here soon.
“I want Matt!”
Despite Amy’s thoughts and words, her body is thrashing around. Her poor pussy struggles to accommodate TJ’s celery stick. Her body is constantly pushing her at the edge of cumming now and she stops it, but the agony is intense. Again she prays Matt gets here now.
“Stop saying that bitch! I TJ! am fucking you… Say MY name whore!”
“I want Matthew! My husband!” Amy is grateful at least that her body is protecting itself by swamping her poor pussy with her own cum.
He contemplates twisting Amy’s clit to get what he wants. However, last time the pain tactic failed horribly. Plus with her feet on his chest her body might do what her mind is unable too; that being kick him hard in the chin. For once TJ restrains himself.
Then TJ feels his balls tingle and he smiles hatefully at Amy, “Baby batter coming right up bitch.” Tightly TJ holds himself to Amy’s beautiful lithe and svelte hips.
“Noooooooooooo” Amy groans as she tries to push TJ out of her. The grip from him easily overcomes her drugged body. This is why they ‘make’ date rape drugs.
“Die please… Just die” she begs uncharacteristically hateful. |