Setup for Revenge in the Park
I'm still kind of new at this and I don't know if writing this down is a good idea or not, but I'm going to explode if I don't tell someone. I was not allowed to bring any guys home throughout high school. My parents were very strict. As long as I was living at home, it was family rules.
So now I'm on my own and still haven't had a serious boyfriend. I'm not a virgin by any means, but I haven't been with a lot of guys.
I have my own apartment and a good job, but meeting guys is really hard. I was really excited when a guy from work asked me out. He was really nice but as I got to know him, I found out that he was kind of freaky. He wouldn't have sex with me right off. He would make me masturbate. At first, it was just with my fingers on my pussy. Then he started making me use a vibrator. When he got tired of that, he got me a large black dildo. I had to draw a line at that.
I am a small Mexican girl. I am barely 5 feet tall and 110 pounds. There's no was that thing was going in my pussy.
When I told him to go fuck himself with it, he was really pissed. I think he has a problem with being turned down. He didn't talk to me for a day or so.
I was starting to think that this wasn't going to work out. I was going to call him up to break up when I got a call from him. He apologized for being a dick and asked if he could take me out so that he could make it up to me. He said that he was very upset about losing his job. He didn't want to lose me too. I couldn't tell him no.
He took me out to eat and a movie. It was pretty nice. Afterwards, we stopped at an adult toy store.
I bought some cute crotch-less panties and some fuzzy handcuffs. I was planning a little fun tonight.
Before he went off to look around, I warned him to stay away from the dildos. I think I saw anger flash in his eyes for a second. He just smiled and said, Of course.
Well now I get back to the apartment and change into my new panties but before I can come out of my room, he calls to me and tells me to get dressed. He says he wants to take a romantic walk through the park, a couple blocks, down the street.
I put on some comfy yoga pants, a pink camisole top, and a light button up sweater. He was wearing the same jeans and t-shirt but was carrying a backpack. He said he had some wine and stuff for the walk.
The park is pretty dark with only a few glowing lamp posts to show the way. At first he is very quiet and cold. I was trying to get him to talk. I was working up a way to tell him that maybe we shouldn't see each other. That's when he started telling me that he wanted to break up with me. I was kind of shocked.
He said that I was kind of a prude and that I was very inexperienced and didn't like trying new things.
That kind of hurt my feelings. I couldn't help it if I was not into weird stuff. I told him I wasn't a prude and that I've done plenty of kinky shit. Just not with him.
I guess he took it as a challenge because he kept asking for details. It was kind of amusing trying to make up the things that I've never done. I could tell he was really getting turned on.
He led the way to the playground area. We were drinking wine on the merry-go-round. I didn't realize he had brought multiple bottles, but we were on our second one when we started making out. In between shoving his tongue down my throat, he wanted more details and about the kinkiest place I'd ever had sex. I thought it was harmless so I told him I'd had sex in a parking lot while several strangers watched. He was suddenly all over me. He was starting to get really rough. He held my arms above my head while his free hand was pulling down my pants and rubbing me raw. I told him to take it easy. He stopped and then started pouting. I told him that if we went back to the apartment, I'd had a surprise for him, there.
Still on top of me, he reached into his backpack. He pulled out a blindfold and said that if I wore it for a short time, he would stop with all of the kinky shit and we could make have a little fun, right there. What could it hurt? So okay, I could have a little fun. On with the blindfold and then we started making out again. It was kind of fun until he clicked on the handcuffs. At first, I thought they were the ones I bought earlier, but they weren't. They hurt my wrists. I thought he was joking so I was laughing and giggling until he pulled down my yoga pants.
He was very cold, almost as cold as the bare metal on my naked ass cheeks. He unbuttoned my sweater and pulled up my top. I wasn't wearing a bra. I was really scared now. How did I get into this kind of mess? I was also getting really pissed. I was talking to him, telling him to let me out. He took off my shoes and then my socks. Why my socks? Then he stuck one in my mouth. He said that I could finally shut up. He warned me that he was going to leave me like this and he knew that I was going to break up with him. I was shaking my head and still trying to talk to him. He wasn't talking. He was pinching both my nipples. When they were good and sore (hard as fuck) he moved down to my pussy. He started jamming the wine bottle neck into my tight little hole. He kept saying shit like, "That's right, take it all you fucking little Mexican whore!" I was getting bottle fucked on the merry-go-round! Without seeing, I could tell he was jacking himself off. This guy was a sick son of a bitch.
Then it was over. He came all over on my belly. I was holding my breath until he unlocked the handcuffs. I let out a sigh of relief until he locked my arms apart on each bar. My legs were still free so I started kicking out. He must have been planning for this because he strapped them down with a click.
This is where it gets out of hand. I thought he may have his way with me but I never thought that he was this depraved. It felt like hours, but it was actually only minutes. Everything was quiet for a time and then I heard him talking with a strange man. WTF. Was someone else going to see me naked? As they come closer, I hear him saying, "Of course this is real! No, I'm not a cop. This is my girlfriend. She is very kinky and has been begging me to help her with her r**e fantasy." "What do you mean, why don't I do it?" "It's because she wants me to film it." "If you don't want to, it's okay. We'll get someone else." Then I hear the stranger's voice. He sounds raspy and older. He says, "No. I didn't say that. Oh, damn! She's a sweet little thing." "I'll do it, I'll do it." "Hi there, senorita, my name's Paul." "Do you want me to take it easy with you? I can be really gentle." The asshole tells him, "No, sir. She wants the real thing." "Don't you whore?!" I was shaking my head, furiously.
All at once he's on me. The sweet smell of body odor, cigarettes and alcohol fills my nostrils. He's sucking on my tits and biting my nipples at the same time. I could tell that he hasn't been with a woman in some time because he's very clumsy. He's either nervous or scarred that he's going to get caught.
I'm trying to keep from throwing up afraid that I'll choke. Now he's grinding me hard and I can't keep my legs together. I started whimpering. He got nervous then. He even took the sock out of my mouth. I told him to stop. I wanted him to stop. Then dude was like, "No, don't stop." "That's part of the fantasy. It has to feel real." He stuffed the sock back in. The guy was like, "Are you sure?" "Really, it's alright. Have fun."
With that, he really got into it. He was pulling my hair, licking my face, and clawing at my tits. It felt like he was putting hickeys all over my neck and tits. He lifted my body by my ass and shoved his face into my crotch-less panties. He was unshaven and was really stubbly. He was feverishly eating my pussy. My panties must have gotten in the way because he tore them off with one good pull. I just bought them!
That's when the fucking started. I was still whimpering but this time, he just ignored me. He was strong. He picked me up again and jammed his wrinkly old cock into my pretty little shaved pussy. He was rag-dolled my little Latina body and there was nothing I could do. He was using my body like a sex toy. The metal was cutting into my wrists, he was biting me hard and the freak was filming this whole thing! Although this guy was not huge, it felt like he was slamming his cock into my abdomen. This was all very horrible, but just then he pulls the sock out of my mouth. I was able to draw a good lungful of air and was about to let out a scream. That's when the guy shoves his tongue down deep in my mouth. It was a combination of old cigarettes, beer, bad breath and yeah, my pussy. In between gasps, sobs and pleadings, I try to bite him. "Feisty little girl!" Now he's merciless. I try to say sorry, but all that comes out is "no". Now he's squashing me on the playground ride and reality is starting to set in. This is a dirty revenge. Then the pervert says, "Don't you dare pull out, motherfucker! She wants you to fill her up." With each thrust, I tried, "No, please don't. …No, please don't." Now he starts kissing me again, but I've given up. "I can't believe this. Oh, fuck yeah. Oh, fuck yeah!" That's when he collapses on me. I feel the cuffs come off, then. I can't move with this dude on me so I lay there while he fills my belly with his cum.
After about five minutes, he starts to move. I think he's going to get off me now, but instead, I feel him starting to get hard again! He's sliding up and down and me. Now that my hands are free, I pull on his hair and pull the sock out of my mouth. As I'm ripping off the blindfold, I scream at him that this was not a game or a fucking fantasy! With mascara running down my tear filled face, he sees what I already know. "But the guy said…" "Where did he go? He was just here!" He was zipping up his nasty, torn pants and walking away. He looked unwashed, dirty and homeless. I looked around and found my panties and pants. After putting them on, I just sat there wondering why he did that to me. What did I do to deserve this?
I thought about calling the cops, but I was really ashamed that I let this happen. I felt that I was kind of to blame. I my first priority was to get home and get clean.
It was late night or early in the morning, I walked into the bathroom. When I turned on the light, I saw all the hickeys. They were all over my body! My tits, neck and pussy were covered with red welts. My hair was really messed up and I had bruising in the shape of hands on my breasts and hips.
Sex with a homeless man was really demoralizing, humiliating and terrifying, but this was not the worst part of story. As I was lying in the bathtub, I start cleaning the stranger's spunk from my crotch. I was soaking and scrubbing. I was washing off the dirt from my breasts and with a washcloth I was scrubbing my pussy. I was trying to figure out why I hadn't seen through all of his lies and how I could have prevented it. I was playing out all of the sequences through my mind. How the dirty bum was abusing my clean little vagina and biting my nipples. That's when I noticed that my nipples were rock-hard and my pussy was absolutely throbbing! I had been masturbating without even knowing it. He pounded me even when I begged him to stop. A smelly old man was force fucking me like a toy! I came so hard, over and over and over!
I never ever thought I would enjoy anything so brutal or disgusting, but I guess a small part of me actually did. What is wrong with me? I tried to find out what happened to the video but I heard this guy's family moved to California soon after he lost his job. I keep thinking about this night all the time. I try to make sure that I don't date freaky, angry dudes anymore. Some lonely, quiet nights, I think of this for other reasons. It does the job every time.