Strangle Hold
It was a hot and humid night in Chicago. My date had taken me out for dinner and a quick movie downtown. He seemed nice enough, although he was extremely cocky. Actually, that's the only reason I decided to go out with him. I lost a bet to him.
On the way back to my car, he suggested we go to his apartment for a drink. I couldn't say no, he had been so sweet on the date.
"So, just a drink?" I asked as we walked up to his door.
"Yeah, then I'll take you to your car." He unlocked the door. "Or, we could just fuck and call it a night." He laughed. I didn't.
I can't deny thinking about having sex with him didn't cross my mind. But there was no way I'd just give it up on the first date.
He had a studio apartment with hardly any furniture. There was a table, a TV, a ratty bean bag and his bed (which was a beautiful rod-iron bed).
"Have a seat, I'll get you some wine." He said walking to the fridge.
I looked around and decided to sit on his bed. I must have looked uncomfortable because he was at my side with the wine in no time...rubbing my back.
"See, just a drink." He held the wine glass up for my inspection.
"OH, I was kidding when I said you'd slip me drugs!" I laughed and took a much needed sip from my glass. I could feel his eyes laying heavy on my skin. When I made eye contact with him, he didn't look away. He got up and walked to a closet out of my site.
"Taking my shoes off..." he said and then I couldn't hear what he was saying. When he came back, he was smiling.
"What?" I asked nervously.
"Nothing, just you look so beautiful perched up on my bed." He sat down next to me and took my glass from my hand. "The only sexier image would be you tied down to this bed."
I laughed nervously, but before I knew it, he was kissing me deeply. I kissed back, enjoying it. I could feel his hands all over my body, then one hand slipped inside my shirt. I backed off.
"What?" he said still leaning in to kiss my neck. "C'mon...you've got me all worked up." He put my hand on his
crotch.
"Hey!" I yelled and jerked back my hand but before I could resist further I heard a clicking sound. I felt cold metal on my wrist. Oh my god, he was handcuffing me!
I tried to pull away from him but his strength easily overpowered me. I felt my arms being lifted over my head and I was tossed onto my back. He was handcuffing me to the bed posts.
"Oh my God! No! What the fuck-" I tried to yell but he straddled me. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath in to scream. When I tried to release the scream, nothing happened. Then I felt incredible pressure around my throat. He was choking me. I heard gagging, gurgling noises coming from somewhere. I didn't even realize they were my own.
"Wanna scream bitch? Try and scream!" He was yelling at me... but my hearing was getting fuzzy. I opened my eyes and saw his intense face, smiling and his arms held out firmly towards my neck. I started kicking....then that stopped. I felt my body growing numb and my site blackening.
Just before I slipped off, he released my neck. I started gasping with shallow breaths.
I saw him grin when he got off of me. He went back to the closet, I could hear him rummaging around. He came back a second or two later with a duffle bag and tossed it up on the bed.
"Let's get rid of these clothes. Shall we?" He asked, but when I opened my mouth to refuse he quickly covered it with his hand. "I suggest you don't try and say anything. I can easily stop you from ever speaking again. Do you understand?"
I simply nodded my head, there was no way out of this one...I thought. I laid there like a rag doll as he unbuttoned and ripped off my clothes starting with my shirt and bra. My breasts were firm and my nipples were so erect they hurt.
"Mmmm," he mumbled as he bent over to suck on them. I moaned just for a second and he slapped my inner thigh so hard I had to bite my lip from letting out a scream. "Good, good girl." He said crawling up towards my face. "You gonna be daddy's good little girl?" He smiled and pressed his lips into mine, kissing me hard. I nodded my head underneath his kiss.
He sat up and began to rummage through his bag. He pulled out a small carving knife and began to slowly cut my skirt at the seems. I winced a few times as the blade nicked my skin. I closed my eyes and tried to pretend this wasn't happening to me. How could it be? I thought.
Once the skirt was cut free I instantly regretted wearing my thigh highs and satin panties.
"P-p-please...d-don't" I said in a scratchy almost non-existent voice.
His eyes widened and he reached down for his duffle bag. He pulled out a piece of duct tape and before placing it on my lips he ripped off my panties and shoved them into my mouth.
"Maybe this will shut you up, bitch. I want to use that mouth later otherwise I'd strangle the voice right out of you." He leaned in close to my face. "Understand whore?" I nodded with a tear escaping my eye.
He ran his rough hand over my thighs and the tops of my nylons. He leaned over and kissed my thighs softly then bit them roughly. I didn't cry out, I just closed my eyes.
He stroked and rubbed my thighs working up to my crotch. "Tell me, slut. Do you like to be fucked hard or soft?" He paused then slapped my thighs hard. "Open your fucking eyes!" I opened my eyes and shook my head no. "So you like it hard then….I see. Well, that can be arranged." I shook my head no again and he threw my legs open wide.
He reached back into his bag and pulled out a vibrator. He licked it and then roughly shoved it into my pussy. I tried to gasp all the air I could in through my nose, it was a pathetic sound.
He smiled as he began to ram it in and out of me. I started to feel my cunt get wet to compensate for the dry thrusts. He gave the vibrator one more shove and pushed it deep inside me, turning it all the way up. I tried to squirm. He mounted me again and put his hands on my throat. I shook my head franticly. Oh god, not again I thought.
"I'll give you two choices." I could see his cock growing inside his pants. "I squeeze the life out of you for a second or you suck my cock like the good girl I know you are." He ripped off the tape and I spat out my underwear and gasped for breath.
"I-I," I began but my voice was so weak. " I will s-suck." I managed to say.
"Oh, that's not good enough." He smiled as he pulled his zipper down. "I want you to beg me." He reached into his pants and pulled out his throbbing cock. "Beg me to let you."
I couldn't believe this, but maybe if I sucked good enough, he'd cum and let me go.
"Please, please let me s-suck your cock." I said pathetically.
"Not good enough, I said beg me." He started stroking it.
"I want to suck your cock so bad, please let me do all I can to please you, sir." He laughed at the word sir. I couldn't believe I said it. It came so naturally.
"That's a girl, do as you wish to it…but please me." He crawled up and straddled my face. His cock slid into my dry mouth and I began sucking and licking for all I was worth. I lifted and bobbed my head the best I could trying to engulf the whole thing. Somewhere in the midst of sucking his cock, and the vib going nuts inside me…I felt the urge to cum. I knew he could tell. He pulled out of my mouth and got off the bed.
He kicked off his pants and returned his attention to my cunt. He pulled out the vib and began to caress my clit gently with it.
"Oh yes, please," I moaned then expected him to hurt me, but he didn't.
"Beg more," he said as he started fingering my wet hole.
"Let me cum sir, please." And with that I was cumming. I couldn't help it. I felt so dirty, so used, so much like a whore. When I was finished he climbed on top of me and forced me onto my back (which was incredibly difficult with the cuffs on).
He placed a pillow under my belly that left my ass raised an exposed. My cum was dripping onto my inner thighs.
"What are you…" I began but then I felt it. He was slapping my ass with a belt. I cried out and the blows came harder with each cry.
"Bitch, let's get this ass nice and red for your fucking. What do you say?" He didn't miss a beat. He was slamming the belt down on every syllable.
"Yes, yes, anything…god." I moaned. My ass was on fire. In some twisted sick way, I wanted his cock buried deep in my ass. I had to feel it, I had to have it.
Finally the whacks stopped. I felt him rubbing his cock on my cum. He was gathering it from my cunt and thighs. Then I felt him press the tip of his cock on my ass. In one hard push he was inside me, deep in my ass. It felt so good. He started slowly pulling out, just a little then slamming it in more until I didn't think I could take anymore. Soon, he was fucking me so hard and steady I felt that familiar twinge in my pussy. He reached over and grabbed the vibrator. He stopped pumping just long enough to shove the vibrator in my pussy. I gasped and found myself begging for more, begging for him to pump faster.
And indeed, he began fucking me so hard and so fast that I didn't at once realize he was again squeezing my neck his hands. Again, my body became numb and I couldn't distinguish anything before my eyes... But that felt so good... He was fucking me faster and faster, while life was slowly leaving me; and when he and I both came at the same time, I made a gurgling strange sound and my head fell on the pillow and I fell into darkness...
Original Author: AmyLyn (2000).