Everyone has fantasies, some are commonplace, while others come from a darker place, such as you find on Damsels In Peril. Here’s a story of babe who likes to play that way in her everyday life…

Angelique loved to play a certain game with her boyfriend. She’d never knew when he would come for her. She was walking home from her when someone grabbed her from behind. She tried to scream, but a gag was shoved in her mouth and a blindfold jerked over her eyes.

The next thing she knew, she lay on a bed, bound and helpless.

“Relax,” said a strong male voice. “In time you will enjoy belonging to me.”

Never! She thought as a hand trailed over her body, testing the shape and weight of her breasts, her stomach, and between her thighs. She was helpless to stop him, and yet, despite the fear, she was suddenly aroused.

Angelique moaned through her gag and with a sound of satisfaction, her captor began to cut away her clothes.

“Your breasts are beautiful,” he said as they were exposed. “Like soft, ripe fruit.”

His lips closed over her nipple, suckling softly. Against her better judgment, Angelique arched into his mouth, offering herself to him. As her hips moved restlessly against the bed, he cut her panties away.

“You want this, don’t you Angelique?” he asked, testing the wetness now dripping from her.

Angelique shook her head, violent in her denial even as she craved relief.

“You want my cock deep in your pussy, taking you places you’ve only dreamed of.”

His breath was hot in her ear. As one hand tortured her nipples, the other pressed against her clit, his fingers sliding deep to press against her G-spot.

Angelique whimpered, arching towards him.

“I’m not going to give you what you want, slave,” he said with brutal emphasis. “Not until you admit it that you want it.”

He jerked the gag away, and the words tumbled from her lips.

“Touch me!” she moaned, thrusting her hips in desperation. “Take me! Use me! Fuck me!”

Her captor laughed triumphantly, sliding his cock deep, branding her.