Open your eyes

You open your eyes and immediately got into your worst nightmare.

There is a man standing above you.

You - gagged, bound, almost naked and absolutely helpless.

And he - a 40+ pot-bellied shorty in a dirty blue uniform with a tag “RON”. On of those men called “white trash”. He looks at you with a wide smile under his walrus moustache, and you see that he lacks several teeth.

-Wake up, sweetie! - says he and touches your exposed breast. You moan in anger and struggle to avoid this contact, but you are securely bound and therefore immobile. So the disgusting man continues grabbing your tits.

-Listen, sweetie, I won’t pussy-foot around. I know about you and Becky. I’m a security guard here, and this morning I saw some interesting videos from hypermarket’s security cams - seems that your dumb butchfriend had forgot to delete them.

Oh crap. You feel so fucking trapped now.

-So I just think… if some dyke can use this body of yours, why a respectable man can’t?

A respectable? Ha-ha! He is nothing compared to Becky, and you would spit in his face, if you weren’t gagged.

-That’s why I’m going to ungag you...

Huh, do it, you moron!

-… but i wouldn’t recommend you to shout for Becky’s help or do any other stupid things. Because then everybody in this warehouse will hear you… about twenty men, who could join us… Do you think you could withstand so many cocks?

No, that’s too much even for a slut like you. And Ron sees this thought on your face.

-I see you are not so dumb, sweetie. One cock is easier to take in your pretty mouth. Especially a handsome cock like mine.

He unzips his pants, and you see an average-sized dick, already erected and aimed at you. It looks… normal. Not so scary at all.

But then you breath in and… ough! It stinks! Like if Ron fucked a dirty hooker a month ago, and haven’t took a single shower since that moment!

Ron listens to your moans of disgust with visible pleasure on his face.

-I love the smell of my cock. And I see you do, too. But I don’t know if it’s tasty enough. So now you try and tell me.

He takes a stationery knife and cuts the tape around your head.

-And remember - don’t do anything stupid, - says Ron, and then takes Becky’s panties from your mouth and examines them, - You crazy lesboes! Do you like underpants? Ok, then I can put mine in your mouth…

-No, please,- you ask, and Ron smiles.

-Don’t be afraid, sweetie! Just one cock - and you’ll be free! Now get to work!

Ron lifts you easily from the floor and kneels you down, then stands in front of you, so his stinky member is several inches from your mouth.

Oh, if only Becky would come and save you!

But she must be busy somewhere in hypermarket and won’t be back until the end of the day. You bet Ron knows about it.

-What are you waiting for, bitch? - he says, and slaps your cheek with his dick. And when this disgusting piece of meat touches you, you realize that you have no other options to get rid of it than to suck it.