10-08-2020, 08:59 AM
Trisha had hoped to see that look on her fiancé Murali, but not here, not with him and he was forcing her against her will. That was bang, no matter how much he thought he adored her. It was wrong, and she was scared and angry. She wanted to fight and couldn't; wanted to say no but knew it would do no good.
Even as she thought it, he pushed her back down to the bed, laying her on her back and pressing his body over hers, the bare chest of his flesh hot and heavy against her own. Lower down, she could feel the hard meat of him inside his dhoti, pressing against her lower belly, and that startled her even more, caused her terror to grow into a tightly clenched ball in her stomach. This was going to go all the way, she thought in despair.
She struggled beneath him, unable to be still and let this happen, but he caught both of her wrists again and pinned them to the bed above her head with one hand as his mouth and free hand began to explore her bare chest and stomach, touching, kissing, nibbling as he moved lower and lower. "Please," she whispered again, praying that he would hear her and heed her desperate request.
Instead, he reached his hand between her legs, still bound and spread a few inches apart, and began to massage the warm, private area between her thighs. She felt more tears rolling down her cheeks, but she no longer felt hopeful, no longer held out the slightest hope that she might stop this. Instead, she tried to find a quiet corner within herself to hide, so she could pretend it wasn't her but someone else that was being touched so intimately.
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Subbu released her wrists, shifting his entire body lowered so that her bare upper body was suddenly cold without him pressed against it. His hands worked deftly, swift and easy, rolling the petticoat, then tugging them up and rolled down her panties, until she was completely exposed. Trisha let out a long moan of humiliation as he just lay there and stared her for a long moment.
Then, his mouth dove in between her legs, and he used his hands to spread her thighs wider, giving him better access to the warmth of her centre. His tongue plunged deep inside, and the sensation of it was so raw, so intimate, that she gasped and came up off the bed. He laughed, and the vibration of his lips against her made her shiver. This wasn't right, she thought. She was afraid, angry, hurt, confused; her body should be in shock, unable to respond to his touch in any way, especially in this way.
Even as the thought filled her mind, it was shattered by teeth, closing ever so gently on her clit and tugging so it was just this side of painful. "Subbu!" she screamed, wanting to beg him to stop and unable to say any more.
He took it as a sign of encouragement, and his tongue began to work again, lapping at her, diving inside of her, and Trisha had to close her eyes. She whimpered, this time from a mixture of fear and sensation that, in other circumstances, she would have called pleasure. But there was nothing pleasant about this scenario.
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"I'm going to untie your legs so I can get your petticoat off." His voice was lower, hoarse now, and he spoke so that his breath tickled over the parts of her he'd been licking. She wanted to think the moisture between her legs had all come from his mouth, but somehow, she knew that her body was betraying her mind. "Will you keep behaving if I do?"
Trisha had the presence of mind to realize that he was offering to free her completely of the ropes, and that she would be able to kick and fight and run if her feet were untied. She nodded vigorously, hoping he would be convinced, and that was all he needed. He jerked the ropes free and then pulled her petticoat off completely so she lay entirely nude on the bed.
He stared down at her as he began to work his dhoti, his fingers fumbling slightly in his excitement and anticipation. She took the second she had and shot up in bed, kicking at him, and tried to roll to the floor. Before she could get away, he caught her ankle, using it to tug her back toward him, then closed his hands around her waist and hoisted her back up onto her belly on the bed.
He pinned her with his body, grabbing the back of her next tight in one hand, and leaned in so his mouth was an inch from her ear. "You lied to me." He used his grip to turn her head so that her cheek was pressed against the bed, and he licked the cheek that was exposed. "I told you to cooperate, that I didn't want to hurt you. You want this the hard way?"
Even as she thought it, he pushed her back down to the bed, laying her on her back and pressing his body over hers, the bare chest of his flesh hot and heavy against her own. Lower down, she could feel the hard meat of him inside his dhoti, pressing against her lower belly, and that startled her even more, caused her terror to grow into a tightly clenched ball in her stomach. This was going to go all the way, she thought in despair.
She struggled beneath him, unable to be still and let this happen, but he caught both of her wrists again and pinned them to the bed above her head with one hand as his mouth and free hand began to explore her bare chest and stomach, touching, kissing, nibbling as he moved lower and lower. "Please," she whispered again, praying that he would hear her and heed her desperate request.
Instead, he reached his hand between her legs, still bound and spread a few inches apart, and began to massage the warm, private area between her thighs. She felt more tears rolling down her cheeks, but she no longer felt hopeful, no longer held out the slightest hope that she might stop this. Instead, she tried to find a quiet corner within herself to hide, so she could pretend it wasn't her but someone else that was being touched so intimately.
![[Image: 157993317_tri-7.jpg]](https://pixhost.to/show/416/157993317_tri-7.jpg)
Subbu released her wrists, shifting his entire body lowered so that her bare upper body was suddenly cold without him pressed against it. His hands worked deftly, swift and easy, rolling the petticoat, then tugging them up and rolled down her panties, until she was completely exposed. Trisha let out a long moan of humiliation as he just lay there and stared her for a long moment.
Then, his mouth dove in between her legs, and he used his hands to spread her thighs wider, giving him better access to the warmth of her centre. His tongue plunged deep inside, and the sensation of it was so raw, so intimate, that she gasped and came up off the bed. He laughed, and the vibration of his lips against her made her shiver. This wasn't right, she thought. She was afraid, angry, hurt, confused; her body should be in shock, unable to respond to his touch in any way, especially in this way.
Even as the thought filled her mind, it was shattered by teeth, closing ever so gently on her clit and tugging so it was just this side of painful. "Subbu!" she screamed, wanting to beg him to stop and unable to say any more.
He took it as a sign of encouragement, and his tongue began to work again, lapping at her, diving inside of her, and Trisha had to close her eyes. She whimpered, this time from a mixture of fear and sensation that, in other circumstances, she would have called pleasure. But there was nothing pleasant about this scenario.
![[Image: 157993320_tri-8.jpg]](https://pixhost.to/show/416/157993320_tri-8.jpg)
"I'm going to untie your legs so I can get your petticoat off." His voice was lower, hoarse now, and he spoke so that his breath tickled over the parts of her he'd been licking. She wanted to think the moisture between her legs had all come from his mouth, but somehow, she knew that her body was betraying her mind. "Will you keep behaving if I do?"
Trisha had the presence of mind to realize that he was offering to free her completely of the ropes, and that she would be able to kick and fight and run if her feet were untied. She nodded vigorously, hoping he would be convinced, and that was all he needed. He jerked the ropes free and then pulled her petticoat off completely so she lay entirely nude on the bed.
He stared down at her as he began to work his dhoti, his fingers fumbling slightly in his excitement and anticipation. She took the second she had and shot up in bed, kicking at him, and tried to roll to the floor. Before she could get away, he caught her ankle, using it to tug her back toward him, then closed his hands around her waist and hoisted her back up onto her belly on the bed.
He pinned her with his body, grabbing the back of her next tight in one hand, and leaned in so his mouth was an inch from her ear. "You lied to me." He used his grip to turn her head so that her cheek was pressed against the bed, and he licked the cheek that was exposed. "I told you to cooperate, that I didn't want to hurt you. You want this the hard way?"
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