Beg and hope the guy has mercy. (He has not)

The shop clerk is tall and as cornered. You don’t dare to go against him. If he has some kind of weapon he can easily hurt and overpower you. And even if not, you can do little against him. **** you struggle to get free but the shop clerk simply increases his power and warns you to stay quiet. Defeated you sob and follow his order with tears in the eyes.

The shop clerk sees you are quite now and goes on. First, he rips off your panties. He leaves one hand over your mouth and with the other hand he opens his pants and frees his hard cock. You can’t see it but you are sure he is proud of it. And the shop clerk even surprises you with a condom in his wallet.

“I don’t want to hurt you or fuck you baby,” the shop clerk tells you while putting the condom over his cock, “but I need this pussy. You and your teasing made me do this. Stay calm and do what I say! Maybe you can enjoy this too.”

What follows is pure, brute ****. You are light enough for the shop clerk to press you against the wall with little effort. One hand still over your mouth to muffle your cries and sobs he inserts his cock in your pussy and then reaches around to grope your tits with this other hand. From what you feel you would say this penis is not huge but still more than average. And the shop clerk gives nothing about gentle foreplay. He just pushes his cock with full **** as deep as possible in your pussy.

You try to cry but he covers your mouth tight. He continues and increases his speed until it feels for you like a jackhammer. But at least the shop clerk gets his fun. You hear him gasp and purr in joy.

With a surprising endurance he continues until you feel like you are about to lose consciousness. But there is another problem. You also feel close to climax. You try to hold back and at least save your pride from this asshole. At least a moment later you feel him shoot his load in the condom. The shop clerk had his pleasure, more is not important for him.

Exhausted and quietly crying you fall to the ground. Your **** disappears without a word and leaves you in your shame. You spend some moment sobbing until you somehow manage to get up and sneak out of the shop. You can’t look in the judging eyes of other customers who maybe heard your torment but not helped. As fast as possible you run to the toilets and hide there for some minutes until you are somewhat clear in the head again.

Suddenly you notice that you have an unread text message. It’s Eric and he asks where you are. You consider telling him everything and ask your father to send his henchman after this asshole. But in the end, you can’t. The shame is too big and it pains you too much. You simply text Eric that you found nothing and had to go to the restroom. And when you finally leave, he already waits outside. With your bodyguard back at your side you head to the next shop. You are sure Eric knows something has happened, he is too empathic to not notice it. But he seems to understand that you need some time first and gives you the needed privacy.