2 His Touch

I struggled continuously with my hands cuffed to the both sides of the bed, I knew there was no way I would free myself, Hell I had already blew my one good chance, but if I was going down I sure as hell wasn't going down without a fight.

I watched as he took of his gloves off, gently placing it on a table that contained my phone, keys and other things he had emptied from my pocket. It was really big van with a decent amount of space and if I had been here for different reason. I would have loved the place.

I watched in fear as he drew closer to me, Note that He had previously taken off my hoodie and covered my mouth with duct tape. I laid on the bed with nothing but my jean trousers, an ultra slim twenty one pilot tour polo with a slim silk singlet underneath it, they were all birthday presents from my boyfriend, my ex boyfriend. 

I wasn't wearing any bra, why would I? I had no idea I was going to be taken and strapped to a bed by a someone in a panda mask. My plan was simple, suprise my best friend, then we would talk and watch movies throughout the morning and sleep till nature awoke us. Exams were close, lectures had already ended. And yes, if I needed to go out during the day, I had lots of cloths at Lauren's place, a product of countless sleep overs. But now i wished I had worn a bra. Not like it could stop what was possibly going to happen. But if someone wanted to **** you the least you would want is your nipple being visible from your stupid shirt. He came closer and stood beside the bed for a while staring at me, before bending down to my face and whispering to my ears 

"It's gonna be alright Amber ,I promise"

Cold chills ran down my spine. He knows my name, How does he know my name, I thought. I was yet to answer that when I felt cool air hit my belly. Shit! he was taking off my shirt off. With my hands sideways he took the shirt along with the singlet up my neck, hanging it behind my head and leaving me half naked. I began a fresh wave of quivering, shaking more viciously this time,but yet to no avail.

He came closer to my belly and i caught full glimpse of his mask, It was made in such a way that only his eyes and nose were hidden, his face down from below his nose were visible flaunting his thin and surprisingly sexy lips. I watched him in shock as he brought his face closer to my belly in slow motions, until his lips brushed against my navel.  A sharp jolt ran down my body. You know how we all have these special turn-on spot, well my navel was among those places in my body. Weird I know, but that was me and no one knew that, even Lauren, I had told only one person; Molly, My diary, so how this guy fucking knew surprised me. Maybe his a really good guesser I thought as he continued his work on my navel, he had switched to using his lips and I had already reduced my shaking slowly, but unconsciously though.

He slowly walked his hands to my petite breast gripping it calmly. My whole body froze as he took my nipples into his fingers squeezing them delicately. I felt my body slowly losing itself to lust and cautioned myself immediately. This wasn't sex, It was ****! I screamed at myself. I resumed my shuddering, this time more violently, as if wanting to shred off every stupid thought my mind was creating. One of his hands left my breasts and held me tight while he gently removed his lips from my navel sending them on a new mission to my nipples. He cupped my nipples into his mouth and sucked on them slowly and passionately. I felt another fresh jolt, this time not of shock but of soft pleasure. I found myself struggling, not just for pleasure, but for self control. He kept sucking as his other hands left my now still body finding its way to my breast again and resuming its endeavours on my nipples. He began to suck harder and i felt my nipples getting harder by the second. Dang! My own body was betraying me. I slowly began to drift away to a world of pleasure and didn't even notice his hands had left my breast and was slowly walking it's way to my cunt. He unbuttoned my jean and slipped his hands beneath my panties. He felt a little moisture and chuckled lightly on my breast. Fuck you! I thought. He wasn't just raping me, he was torturing me. His fingers explored the edges of my cunt, slowly grazing it sides,Making me lose control the more. I had given up on struggling and found myself terribly aching for his touch. He continued his persecution of my crotch and in a quick but gentle move he slid his fingers into my clits. One, two and in no time the third was in. I let out a loud shameless moan causing him to chuckle loudly and I could feel him grinning sheepishly on my boobs. I was quite angered by that and myself, so i resumed my struggles. Hell no, I wasn't letting him win, I just couldn't.

He ignored my fluttering and focused on my moans, he began thrusting his fingers in and out of my crotch, causing the release of fresh flows of moisture. Light moans escaped my mouth and that was it, I had given up. If he was going to **** me then he'd better start because I wasn't going to struggle anymore. He could have me, I was his now. He increased the rate of his thrust and I found myself slowly adjusting my hips in rhythm to the pleasure his fingers created. His mouth left my breast and went to my navel,the pleasure that created was enough to make me lose any form of restraint I had before. I wanted him inside me,If this was ****, I sure as hell didn't care, I wanted it. He kept thrusting his fingers hard,sucking my navel simultaneously. I was slowly approaching climax when he pulled out his fingers,and stood up abruptly as if drawn back by a force. He bent again once more,this time to wear me my shirt ,before moving to uncuff me. Me still in the state of climax laid on the bed not moving.He threw my hood at me and gave me my phone along with my keys and the other things he had collected before. 

"I'm done Amber, you can leave now" he said.

I couldn't comprehend what was happening,I really couldn't and as if he understood my state of tumult, he swept me off my feet again for the third time that morning and took me outside the Van and dropped me.

"I'm sure you know your way home" he said walking to close the van's back door and heading for the driver's door, not looking back for a second.

I watched as he left and in a no time the van was already getting out of sight.

"What the fuck just happened" were my last words as I watched the van zoom into oblivion.