[R-18] In The Arms Of A Stranger

"I will make you feel good. I'll take care of you." His voice sounded reassuring.

She already wanted to die from shame because she couldn't even bring herself to tell him to stop. Her blushing cheeks and flustered face were enough to make the man move his fingers again.

She tried hard to suppress her moans, but she failed. His hand found his clit, rubbing it with his finger. She shouldn't feel good by his touch, but he was driving her crazy.

He could feel her getting wet, and she wanted to hide her face. But the handcuffs on her hands didn't let her cover her flustered expression. She tilted her head to the side, arching her back as he continued to play with her clit.

Her legs and toes straightened as her knees trembled by his warm hand. A loud, but soft moan came out of her mouth when the man suddenly pushed one finger inside her.

"Ahhh…"

She tried her best to muffle her voice by biting her lip, but it was pointless. He already started moving, stirring his finger inside and out. Then he rubbed his thumb on her clit and continuously penetrated her deeper, making her cry out loud.

In her mind, she was desperate to get away from the man. But the cuffs on her hands shackled her to the bed, leaving her no chance to flee.

"Don't let it in. Your voice. I want to hear it."

Hearing his hoarse voice felt like he was a pet, commanding her to obey his words. She had never been touched by anyone, and yet her juices were flowing on the bed.

Tears fell from her eyes. For twenty two years, she remained untouched and innocent. But in just a few minutes, it was taken by this man's hand who was a total stranger.

"Ahhh…Ahhh…"

She couldn't suppress her moans, and he enjoyed it. The man felt superior as she let her voice out, submitting herself.

She was dripping wet, and based on her expression, she felt a different level of bliss with his fingers moving inside her.

Her mind might be so desperate to get away from the man, but her body said otherwise.

All her efforts to hide what her body wanted, failed. She's not the only one enjoying it, he was amused to see her cheeks flushed and the pool of sweat on her body seemed too sexy for him.

Another loud moan from her made him grinned when he inserted another finger, making her toes curl with his skillful touch.

The man knew she was a virgin. And he admired her for keeping her innocence for a long time. She was a beautiful, young and alluring woman. It was an honor that he was the first man to touch her.

He didn't stop and kept going, pushing and circling his two fingers inside her. He wanted her to moan louder, and she did.

Her head turned side to side as her back arched because of his touch. He rubbed her little button again, making her roll her eyes.

"P–Please…P–Please…" She stuttered.

"Please, what?" He asked.

She wasn't even sure what she wanted. It was too easy for her to tell him to stop, but the word didn't come out of her mouth.

"Ooohhh…"

Her hands gripped the sheets on the bed as he moved his fingers faster, pushing her insides further. Reaching her most sensitive spot, she moaned and panted heavily.

"Ahhh…Please…"

"Do you want me to continue? If you ask me to stop, I will stop." He said.

"Yes! No!"

She was confused. She shouldn't like it, she shouldn't enjoy it. But her body was burning, and it was torturing her. Only by this man's hand, the heat was starting to fade.

"What do you really want?"

She didn't answer. Words were blocking her throat. Then she remembered Nicholas. If she let this man continue, what would she tell him? Would she tell him that she was forced? It didn't look like she was being forced.

"St…op… P–Please… I'm begging you to stop…"

She finally said it. She couldn't let this man take any further. She did what she could to make Nicholas her first.

Mia thought that if she begged, the man would stop. But he didn't. Instead, he reached further inside her pussy, moving his fingers faster than before.

Her eyes were filled with tears. She couldn't take any more of this torture and shame. She realized that there was no way to stop this man. Begging and crying won't help her.

Despite her wanting to get away, her body responded to the man's touch. She felt a fire raging through the intimate parts of her abdomen and a tingling sensation between her thighs. She could no longer handle what was happening to her.

What would she do now? If she let him do what he wanted, would he let her go? What if he was planning to kill her? But still, she had no idea why she was taken by him.

Then a cry of help echoed inside the bedroom when the man removed his fingers, only to take her clothes off. Piece by piece.

The effect of the chemical injected to her had no plans to leave her. She still couldn't clearly see the face of the man who undressed her. But from his silhouette, she knew he was already naked.

She shook her head, pulling the cuffs on both sides of the bed.

"No! Please! Help me, please! Nicholas!" She shouted.

But her scream and plea didn't reach the man's heart. He covered her mouth with his hand as he moved on top of her.

Her eyes widened when she felt his erection pushing through her entrance. Then she heard him whisper.

"Don't worry. I'll be gentle."

Tears fell from her eyes, remembering the same words from Nicholas. And as the man took her legs apart, she lost all hope.

Mia closed her eyes because she knew it would hurt. It wasn't just a physical pain, but it was also from losing herself and falling in the arms of a stranger.