He's a black man with a body like a football star, tall and muscular. The only thing I can see was his white eyes and teeth, which are showing as he's flashing a mean smile, the hard rain glistening off his jet-black skin.
Out of fear and because it's so cold I start trembling so bad, that my teeth are clicking together. He is about 6'2", and his shoulders are broad, like a giant football players.
He growls at me saying "You will call me master, bitch!", I start to whimper. "Please, don't kill me." my words are cut off by a hard slap to the face.
Stars are dancing infront of my eyes, that's how hard he'd slaped me. Then lighting flashes and thunder rumbles in the sky as the rain is pouring down on us. He grabs my hair again and pulls my face up to just inches from his own.
"Please, just don't hurt me! I'll give you what you want!...I have money in purse just take it," I begg.
He just laughs at me and says, "I don't want your fucking money bitch.... I'm going to fuck your little white pussy so hard, you'll never want another white man!"
"Oh my god, he's going to rape me and nobody can help me." I realize at that moment. I have heard of women beeing raped and even worried about it, but now that it is an reality I can't believe it is happening to me. I always thought only idiots get caught just like I was. I'm scared and I don't know what to do.
He slides me over the hood towards him, then he splits my dress open from my boobs to the split on the side. Then he pushes the rest of the dress to the sides. |