You think you have it bad?
Try being woken up one day and BOOM:
You are "ready" for marriage.
Your parents have found the perfect man.
But do you find him perfect?
I didn't. I was abruptly taken away from my life at just 17.
Taken away in his house...
I woke up, hearing steps behind my door. I sighed and got up, opening my door. He stood behind it. He was wearing a fancy suit and I guessed he was going out
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I was wearing a see through tank top, with short pigiama shorts and a hoodie. He looked at my body then licked his lips. "Are you gonna take me to school?" I asked him annoyed He looked annoyed as well "Did you forget how to call me? And by the way, no. I still don't trust you enough" I sighed and walked back in my room. I felt his eyes on my body which crept me out . "Don't walk away from me" he ordered, following me. "Whatever" Then he grabbed by arm and turned me around to meet his angry eyes "You're testing my patience" he growled, keeping me still by my arms "I don't care" I spat at him, I could see his eyes turn a different color, darker, scarier. "Stop or you'll regret it" he said through gritted teeth I smirked "What sir, am I gonna get a spanking?" His eyes were pitch black now, his facial features hard. He pushed me to the bed "Strip" he ordered "Forget it, I will never strip for a pedophile like you" He smirked. He grabbed my arms and pinned them over my head, to the headboard of the bed. He took off his tie and tied my hands to the bed. "What the f*ck are you doing" I yelled in panic He smirked walking away for 2 minutes, leaving me in total fear. He walked back in with two other ties. He put them on the bed, then I reached for my shorts "F*ck no" I said, starting to move so he couldn't take them off "Please be good" he said, now annoyed. He put one hand on my body, keeping me still, while the other took off my shorts. I felt exposed, only in my red lace underwear. He grabbed my legs and opened them, looking firmly in my eyes. He tied one of my feet to the bed then the other one. I was completely exposed now. My legs wide open, giving him a good sight. He licked his lips "Consider this a gift." He said harshly "When I come back home, I hope you'll be docile, unless you want to get punished" When he said those last words, I felt something in me start to change. My lady part tingled. Was I getting f*cking turned on by this pedophile? I hoped he couldn't see through my underwear the excitement that I was feeling. But he did. He smirked, looking at my wet underwear "You getting turned on sweetheart?" I didn't look at him. He laughed and walked away. I thought he was gone but then he came back, with something in his hands. "This is for you" he said in a low voice. He put his hand on my thigh and I felt my stomach drop. He smirked while lowering my underwear just enough to put the thing he had in his hands on my lower lips. "Enjoy" he said, turning it on. I gasped, feeling the vibrations on my lady parts. My breath got heavy, the feeling exciting me so much. "When you come, yell my name sweetheart" he said winking "I'll see you later" Then he was gone. I couldn't think straight, the vibrator was sending me in another universe. I came so many times, and each time I yelled his name.
When he came back two hours later, I was still in the same position, exhausted. The vibrator didn't stop, and I had came so many times that I had stained the bed covers and my underwear. When I opened my eyes, he was in front of me, his eyes looking carefully at me and at what was going on down there "Damn baby, you made a puddle" he said in a low turned on voice. I looked at his crotch, and damn.. you could see the outline of his hardened member. I had chills "Please make it stop" I said, my voice broken an exhausted "Make it stop..?" He said "Sir" he smirked. He reached out to my socked underwear and grabbed the small vibrator. It was stained with my fluids but he didn't seem to mind. I sighed in relief, my legs wobbly by all the orgasms that I had. "Please untie me" I whispered, I was too cold "Sir" I added at the end, he untied my feet first, and I immediately got under the covers. Then he walked to the front of the bed, and untied my hands. I pulled the covers over my freezing body. He was looking at me. He had taken off his jacket, and his tie was loose on his neck. His shirt was tight on him, outlining his muscles. But his jeans, they were the tightest. As I was looking at his crotch, he sat next to me, pushing my hair out of my face
