Julius stays and closes the door

“Shouldn’t you be leaving?” Amanda questioned. Julius scoffed at her, and instead stepped into the room, closing and locking the door behind him. “What the fuck are you doing?” Amanda asked. Julius growled in his low, guttural voice, “I give Delholme loyal protection, and he respects that, enough to give me a piece of the action from time to time, and baby, you are a piece I am not going to pass up on!”

Julius advanced on her, gun still pointed. “Get out from behind that chair,” he barked at her. Amanda reluctantly moved into the open, letting Julius see her beautiful body naked. He whistled at her as he motioned for her to get over to the bed. Amanda made her way there, stopping just before falling onto the mattress.

Julius moved towards her, picked her up by the waist, and tossed her onto the bed. She lay there on her back, hesitant of what was to come. As she glanced at Julius, she saw that he had dropped his pants and boxers. ‘My God,’ She thought, ‘He is huge!’ He climbed onto the bed, gun still in hand, as she tried to inch backwards away from him. With his free hand, Julius grabbed her ankle and pulled her back towards him. “Bitch, where do you think you’re going?” He grunted.

He yanked her body closer to him again, and now she could feel his hips between her legs. With him there, she was unable to close her legs with him in the way. Julius thrust his cock forward and it hit Amanda’s pussy lips. She could feel the girth of it against her lower body. She was not ready for that to be in her.

She squirmed underneath him, forcing Julius to bring the gun up into play again. She ceased her movements at he threw her bound arms over her head. “Can you at least untie my wrists,” Amanda asked. “No way, baby,” Julius replied, “Just like Delholme, I also like to see my women helpless.”

Amanda new she was out of luck, and pleaded with him, “Please, don’t do this. I really need to get out of here. I can give you money, I can…” Without a consideration of what she said, Julius split her pussy open and fed her his thick cock. She squinted as he filled her entirely. “Baby,” He teased, “I don’t need money…I need pussy.”

With that, Julius began fucking her hard. “Oh…oh…oh…my…GOD!” Amanda screamed as her pummelled her pussy relentlessly. The sensation of his huge dick, and the scenario of being fucked at gunpoint, caused a quick build up of arousal in her. With his free hand, Julius grabbed one of her amazing breasts and began to **** it. She was being used and taken, and this was only reinforcing the mind fuck that Delholme had created in her.

Julius bucked hard at her hips, thrusting her up and down off of the mattress. Amanda couldn’t contain herself any longer and began writhing and gyrating in rhythm with him. “You like that, baby,” he asked, “Well, just wait for what is to come.” And with that, Julius shot his load deep into Amanda’s pussy. She cried out as he filled her with his seed. She could no longer contain herself, and she was overcome with orgasm. Julius felt her cum surround his dick.

As he pulled out, Julius tossed one leg over to the other side, twisting her torso so he could see her ass. He gave it another good smack, and said, “Now that you are staying here long-term, I’ll come back again to take that fine ass of yours.” He dressed, left the room, and locked the door behind him.

Amanda lay on the bed, exhausted from the multiple fuckings and orgasms, still bound at the wrists, with cum drying on her. She could feel it seeping out of her pussy; proof that she had been cream pied. No longer able to keep her eyes open, Amanda fell into sleep, hoping that this was all just a bad dream.