Feminism is over rated

Cassandra felt like she fell in a whirlpool of... stuffs and ended up in front of man she didn't know, in a room she never seen. It was a fancy living room with a big modern sofa, the man was at least one feet taller than her and with well drawn muscles under a T-shirt and a jeans. She wanted to run away but her body was fighting her. He was attractive, dominant, strong. She felt her pussy throbbing at the sight of the bump in his pants. She didn't even looked at his face and already she wanted to feel him in her.

"Ready for some action, slut ?" He asked her.

Cassandra wanted to tell him to fuck off, but instead she said. "Yes !" With a sultry voice she barely recognized as herself.

He grabbed her and attached her wrist with a cord, which, not only she let him do it, but also made her feel even more aroused. She even let a cute cry out of pleasure as he tighten the rope. Cassandra felt teared appart between fear and lust. Her logical brain didn't want this, but her primal brain was all in for the ride. The proud woman was cracking and shattering, under the hammering of her new slutty side.

It was all that app's fault ! She thought.

The man took the phone out of her hands and threw it on the sofa, before pushing her on it too. She fell on her knees on the seat, her hands bound in her back.

Stop being aroused by this, for fuck sake !

"Mmmmh... Fuck me..."

Why did I say that !!

She knew why she did, she wanted it, she was drunk one arousal. And it got worst when he pulled down his pants and she saw his dick. The hunger she was feeling not long ago became even more obvious. Her mind went blank and she leaned down.

The man fucked her mouth and she was all for it. The taste, the feeling of his meat going in her mouth, ... She played with his hard member with her pierced tongue, moving it all around thank to its length. Her mouth was a fuck hole to fill with pleasure. She didn't even feel the need to be fucked, just sucking that man's cock was enough. Cassandra's logical brain was off, her primal needs were totally in control.

When she finally felt the warm feeling of cum filling her mouth, she felt more satisfied than ever in her life. All the stress and tension faded as she gulped every drops. She stayed a moment in bliss while the man reached for something and showed it to her. It was a gag. Her conscious mind resurfaced and got back some control, but when she tried to say something, she got gagged.

Cassandra tried to stand up, but the man pushed her forward against the seat of the sofa, which aroused her a lot.

Stop being so aroused ! This is not funny !

But despite that mental fight, she could feel that she had lost some edges, being used and taken care of felt way too good. His virile member slipped right in her without resistance, and it felt incredibly pleasurable. Through her gag, she made muffled moan as she was fighting less and less.

Cassandra the raging feminist was losing by the minutes, leaving place for Cassie the slut. To the point of both of them started to have a conversation while her body was enjoying being fucked senseless.

Why bother fighting ? You can't win, it feels too good.

Shut up ! I'm not some weak damsel you need to take care of !

What's wrong with being taken care of ? We're both having fun, him and I.

This is degrading !

Who cares, we're having a blast ! We don't need to work, we're rich, we don't have to cook and clean, we just have to enjoy sex and please him.

It's basic prostitution...

We have the money, he give us the pleasure, who's the whore here ?

Shut up, shut up, shut up !

Admit it, we love it...

After that, Cassie got hit by a powerful orgasm and everything went messy and confusing. She was not fighting anymore, she didn't want to, it was too good to fight. Cum landed on her face, the gag was gone, she felt at peace and happy.

Cassie pushed some of the cum to her mouth and slurped it. She was such a slut...