Candice.
“I don’t want to get kicked again,” Candice said, but I felt her grab my ankles anyway. By now the air mattress was only as inflated as a sleeping bag.
“I told you the air mattress had a leak,” Doug said. “This is going to be hell on my bad knee.”
“You were at Walgreens yesterday.”
“So?”
“They sell air mattresses.”
Despite what was happening, their inane bickering made me think I might still be okay.
“If you let me up, I can go get you a new air mattress.” I felt the effect of my words as his grip slackened, then tightened harder.
“You think we’re stupid,” Doug said.
“Candice,” I pleaded, “I don’t understand why you’re doing this to me.”
“She’s not doing it, I am,” Doug said.
I revised my hope of getting through this okay.
“I won’t say anything if you just let me go. I don’t know where I am. I just want to go.”
“Babe, get the duct tape from under the sink.”
His body was on top of mine, pinning me down. The pillow still covered my face but I could breathe. I twisted my head and saw Candice was dressed as I was, only the T-shirt was Doug’s. She was tearing off a strip of the silver tape.
“Hold her head,” Candice told Doug. Then she squatted beside me and covered my mouth with it. She was so close to me that I caught the sudden scent of Doug’s ejaculation. If it wouldn’t have choked me, I would have retched.
“Tape her wrist to the radiator,” Doug ordered.
Doug took my right wrist and held it against the metal. As Candice tore off another strip and then wound it around my wrist, Doug hummed “Crazy Little Thing Called Love.” When she finished securing my other wrist, this time to the leg of a bureau, Doug slid down the length of me, removing the bikini underwear as he did. I heard myself make a sound of protest through the tape covering my mouth.
Doug said, “Babe, can you get me a beer?”
“I’m not your servant, and anyway we’re out.”
“What the fuck, you were supposed to get some.”
“Oh, when was I supposed to do that? I just got back from fucking Cleveland.”
“Then go get some now.”
“Like anything is open at six a.m.”
“The Walgreens is open.”
“They have beer?”
“Yeah, they have beer!”
I prayed that Candice would not leave me alone with him.
She pulled on leggings, then went through Doug’s pockets for some money.
“She was so eager to buy us an air mattress, let her pay for the beer,” Doug said.
Candice picked up my jeans and took all my cash, $300.
“You should really get traveler’s checks next time,” Candice said to me, then shut the door behind her.
“It’s a shame to cover such a pretty mouth,” Doug said. “Tell you what, how ’bout I take off this tape and you stay quiet.”
I nodded.
“This is going to hurt a little.” I thought he would rip it off like a Band-Aid, but he pulled it off slowly, as though this were foreplay. “You had a lot of boyfriends?”
My eyes teared up.
“Or just one special fellow? I bet you let him go to second base.” He lifted my T-shirt and pinched my nipples. “Candice outdid herself this time.” As he began rubbing his erection between my breasts, his cell phone rang. He picked it up and looked at the number before he answered. “Yeah? Now what?” While he listened, he rubbed the tip of his penis against the nipple he’d pinched. “I don’t care. Coors.” He hung up and said, “Shit.” He climbed off me and went to the window. He was no longer fully erect.
He started rubbing himself, and when nothing happened, he walked back to me, straddled my chest, and said, “Help me out with that pretty mouth.”
I reflexively turned my head away, but he grabbed my jaw and opened my mouth. He forced himself inside. I gagged and tears rolled out the sides of my eyes.
This appeared to be a turn-on because he was hard again. “I usually wait for Candice, but I don’t think I can wait this time.”
He pulled out of
“I don’t want to get kicked again,” Candice said, but I felt her grab my ankles anyway. By now the air mattress was only as inflated as a sleeping bag.
“I told you the air mattress had a leak,” Doug said. “This is going to be hell on my bad knee.”
“You were at Walgreens yesterday.”
“So?”
“They sell air mattresses.”
Despite what was happening, their inane bickering made me think I might still be okay.
“If you let me up, I can go get you a new air mattress.” I felt the effect of my words as his grip slackened, then tightened harder.
“You think we’re stupid,” Doug said.
“Candice,” I pleaded, “I don’t understand why you’re doing this to me.”
“She’s not doing it, I am,” Doug said.
I revised my hope of getting through this okay.
“I won’t say anything if you just let me go. I don’t know where I am. I just want to go.”
“Babe, get the duct tape from under the sink.”
His body was on top of mine, pinning me down. The pillow still covered my face but I could breathe. I twisted my head and saw Candice was dressed as I was, only the T-shirt was Doug’s. She was tearing off a strip of the silver tape.
“Hold her head,” Candice told Doug. Then she squatted beside me and covered my mouth with it. She was so close to me that I caught the sudden scent of Doug’s ejaculation. If it wouldn’t have choked me, I would have retched.
“Tape her wrist to the radiator,” Doug ordered.
Doug took my right wrist and held it against the metal. As Candice tore off another strip and then wound it around my wrist, Doug hummed “Crazy Little Thing Called Love.” When she finished securing my other wrist, this time to the leg of a bureau, Doug slid down the length of me, removing the bikini underwear as he did. I heard myself make a sound of protest through the tape covering my mouth.
Doug said, “Babe, can you get me a beer?”
“I’m not your servant, and anyway we’re out.”
“What the fuck, you were supposed to get some.”
“Oh, when was I supposed to do that? I just got back from fucking Cleveland.”
“Then go get some now.”
“Like anything is open at six a.m.”
“The Walgreens is open.”
“They have beer?”
“Yeah, they have beer!”
I prayed that Candice would not leave me alone with him.
She pulled on leggings, then went through Doug’s pockets for some money.
“She was so eager to buy us an air mattress, let her pay for the beer,” Doug said.
Candice picked up my jeans and took all my cash, $300.
“You should really get traveler’s checks next time,” Candice said to me, then shut the door behind her.
“It’s a shame to cover such a pretty mouth,” Doug said. “Tell you what, how ’bout I take off this tape and you stay quiet.”
I nodded.
“This is going to hurt a little.” I thought he would rip it off like a Band-Aid, but he pulled it off slowly, as though this were foreplay. “You had a lot of boyfriends?”
My eyes teared up.
“Or just one special fellow? I bet you let him go to second base.” He lifted my T-shirt and pinched my nipples. “Candice outdid herself this time.” As he began rubbing his erection between my breasts, his cell phone rang. He picked it up and looked at the number before he answered. “Yeah? Now what?” While he listened, he rubbed the tip of his penis against the nipple he’d pinched. “I don’t care. Coors.” He hung up and said, “Shit.” He climbed off me and went to the window. He was no longer fully erect.
He started rubbing himself, and when nothing happened, he walked back to me, straddled my chest, and said, “Help me out with that pretty mouth.”
I reflexively turned my head away, but he grabbed my jaw and opened my mouth. He forced himself inside. I gagged and tears rolled out the sides of my eyes.
This appeared to be a turn-on because he was hard again. “I usually wait for Candice, but I don’t think I can wait this time.”
He pulled out of
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