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Creatively -> RVing for the 1st time - Part 2 (11/7/2009 1:25:59 PM)
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What happened next, I couldn't have expected, though maybe I should have? I had just sucked this guy off in his mini-motorhome, in a rest area. I'd indulged my fantasies and finally done it big time! But now it was over, I had that overwhelming impulse to run, but I needed my clothes. Wet, exhausted, confused, I started to get up to gather them.
Suddenly, the shadow I had satisfied got up. My wrists were grabbed and I was pivoted onto the bed in the back of this camper, face down! I felt my wrists snapped into what felt like old-fashioned shackles or thick cuffs! OMG, I was helpless and I suddenly realized what he had planned, as he spread my legs wide. I hadn't counted on this! I had never been fucked before and had a REALLY tight asshole. I'd just wanted to suck someone, that's all. I was panicked and started to object. A heavy weight crashed down on me and a ball gag was shoved in my now wide open mouth! Now I was REALLY helpless and about to be raped!
I'd always wondered what it would be like to be fucked, but not THIS way! I figured I'd need to widen myself with some dildos first, stretch my tiny hole open gradually. But here I was gonna be ripped apart! Tears rolled down my face, as he slide down my backside, keeping his full weight on me, I could feel his hard cock running along my butt, then my crack. I was oddedly tingly and arroused by this, yet overwhelmingly scared to death! As his cock head popped over my hole, I jumped. Then I realized he wasn't going anywhere, not reaching for any lube, he was just going IN! Oh god, this was going to hurt. He didn't care, he just started to push against my hole. Oh damn, it was pressure like I'd never felt! It felt like he was trying to turn me inside out, since my hole wasn't giving way, so my butt was just stretching in front of him! I yelled against the gag, into the mattress, he just shoved harder, again and again. I was already so exhausted, so tired, I couldn't fight back. Just wanted him to do it and get it over with. I guess I really was his bitch at that point.
Then, unexpectedly, the pressure was gone! And so was he! He had gotten up, but why? Then I turned my head and could see light filling the interior. Another car had come into the rest area and stopped right behind us, illuminating the whole place eirely! Suddenly, I was pulled up by my wrists bound behind me. I was so exhusted, I just tettered like a puppet on a string, facing back towards the bright lights (thank god the curtains were drawn) STILL not seeing my now rapist. I was really confused, what do we do now? Is it someone else looking for something? Am I in even more in hot water? Will he just shove me out the door without my clothes?! Didn't have long to think, as he opened a closet door and shoved me in, down on my knees! Ooook, at least I'm not visible, maybe we're gonna wait it out? Or maybe he's looking for even more fun with this next person? God, I am so out of control.
Then I feel the engine start!! OMG, we're leaving! But my car is here, let me go! I _still_ had my hands cuffed behind me and a ball gag inmy mouth, but I got to my feet and tried to reach backwards for the doorknob. But these damn campers don't have regular doors, with knobs on the side where you don't 'need' them! its just really a latch of some kind! There's nothing to open! I tried leaning back against it, but no dice. I had no leverage in this tiny vertical broom closet and totally exhausted. I just slid down into a teary heap, wondering where we were going and what was going to happen next. I'd really blown it this time.
We drove and drove forever it seemed. Lots of turns and small roads, rather than highways. So it must be close, wherever we were going, we must be there pretty soo... as I passed out or fell asleep, exhuasted.
When I woke up, I realized my hands were free and the gag undone, though still in my mouth. But EVERY joint hurt like the devil! I turned and realized the closet door was ajar, light peaking in... in was daylight. Morning or what, I had NO idea! Then I heard the ONLY word I heard during the entire encounter... 'Sorry'. Then I heard the camper door open and he got out. I came out and realized we were back in the rest area, my car right in front of us like it had been, the night before. My clothes were piled on the floor in front of me, I took the cue and threw on my pants and shirt, forGET the rest! I grabbed everything else and jumped out the open camper door, stumbled to my car (MAYbe I should have put on my shoes at least!), looked back in the mirror and saw nothing?? He must have been around the back of the camper, ever hidden. I fumbled for my keys and shot off! DAMN, I was lucky in the end! Eeeeeexcept for the TICKET I finally noticed under my windsheild wiper, as I sped home to a hot LONG shower!
So was it a cop that pulled up behind us and spooked him into running? I would have thought my car would have been towed in that instance? And something more severe than an illegal overnight parking ticket? Or maybe it was just someone else and the cop came later, found the car alone. I don't know, never did find out and I stayed out of there until they closed the place a couple of years later for the rebuilt highway! DAMN, I was lucky. My curiousity gets me in SO much trouble!
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