Rape sex

I have just woken up, alone, naked, in my own bed.

My recollections of parts of yesterday afternoon are hazy but I’m going to recount as closely as I can exactly what happened.

As I was in the taxi heading for the warehouse I did begin to feel relaxed. Those tablets seemed to be having an effect. No, not just relaxed, I was actually beginning to feel horny.

Horny? I was being driven to a place where I was voluntarily going to let a man rape me and to expose my body for god knows how many eyes.

As I was thinking this I suddenly realized that my hand was under my dress, a finger was under my panties and embedded deep in my wet cunt.

Wet? How can this be?…I don’t want this to happen, but my own finger felt so good there.

I suddenly realized that the taxi driver was watching me intently in his rear mirror. Just as well we had arrived at the warehouse at that time. I still don’t know why I did this….but I removed my finger from my panties and offered it to the taxi driver. He smiled and sucked it dry. I smiled back, kissed him and got out of the cab.

I actually felt sexy as I walked to the warehouse door. I don’t know what the tablets were that they gave me but they were taking over control of my sexual feelings.

I walked into the room and as advised to me there were five men waiting. I said not a word but walked directly to the bed as instructed, making sure that my ass was swaying and my tits were held high and proud. The way I felt right then was that I could take them all on and then ask for more.

I sat on the bed and looked at each of the men in turn, directly into their eyes.

Matt, poor Matt was there with his camera rape sleeping. He smiled weakly at me but he looked sad.

The man with the video camera looked like a little weasel, he looked back at me with lust written all over his face. The camera seemed to be running already.

The lighting technician I recognized, he had done a lot of similar work at the fashion shows I modeled for. He had often arranged scenery and put up stage lights for all of us girls. He was always friendly to me. Today he was going to see me naked. He could not bring his eyes to meet mine.

The fourth man was tall and very well built. He smiled at me and let out a low whistle. I assumed he was to be my “lover”. Terry was nowhere to be seen. I briefly felt disappointed as he had watched me in a very intimate session with Matt previously. The more I looked at my chosen lover the more I felt that I could enjoy sex with him. Moisture dribbled from my cunt lips, damn, those tablets had done their trick because all I really wanted to do was FUCK. I was going to give this guy one helluva ride.

Then I looked at the ‘director” and my heart skipped a beat, he was one of the bikes who had raped me. He looked back at me, expressionless.

“:Bonnie “ he said, “ we are all here to do a job, so the more cooperation that we get from everybody, the easier it will be for all of us. I expect you to follow my instructions without question and immediately do as I say”.

He walked towards me as he was speaking rape surprise for wife. He stood before me and cupped my breast, kissing me at the same time. This was the animal that participated in a vicious rape of me less than a week ago and I found myself opening my mouth to suck in his tongue. My mind told me I was being raped again but the drugs they had given me made me a willing participant.

“Now stand with your legs apart.” I stood and obliged.

The director lifted my dress, slid his hand down my panties and inserted a finger deep inside of me. It did not hurt at all, in fact it felt wonderful, I was so moist.

“Good” he said as he placed his finger to my lips. It was my turn to taste my own juice as I sucked his finger dry. It tasted delicious. “Commence” he said as he stood back. Matt with the still camera and the weasel with the video camera approached me and for the next hour I posed in every possible position.

On instructions from the director I stood and lifted my dress, revealing panties, I knelt on the bed leaning forward so that my breasts almost popped out of the dress, I removed my panties, I removed my dress, I covered by breasts and vagina with my hands, I offered by breasts to the camera, I spread my legs, I lifted my hips, I rolled over onto my front and spread again offering my other secret hole.

The lighting technician was busy, making sure that the cameras caught the right degree of illumination, my “lover” came close to watch, I could see that he already had a huge bulge in his pants. I smiled at him and blew him a kiss, after my lewd display I needed a good hard man between my legs.

The director called a halt. I was told to put on my short nightdress, a little black silk favourite of mine, about mid thigh in length, with slits up the sides to the waist, with see through lace across my breasts. I did not put my panties back on.

The six of us sat on 2 lounges adjacent to the bed, I was given alcohol, I needed a drink, my mouth was dry. I was also given two more tablets.

From the angles we were sitting on the lounges my thighs were fully visible and the weasel sitting opposite me had a direct view between my legs wrong woman rape. His eyes did not leave my crotch, even when he was talking to me, he was usually making a crude comment anyway.

All the guys were in a buoyant mood, telling me how hot I looked, except for Matt who said very little and actually looked miserable.

The way I felt right then was too bad !! This was my show, I’m the star I will show them how well I can fuck.

And that was just what we were about to do, my “lover” took me by the hand and said are you ready Bonnie?

He walked me to the bed, I felt sexy, horny, desirable and in complete control.

How wrong I was.