Your pussy gets burgled

(This is a smut chapter.)

The man gets his hands on your skirt before you can stand back up, and you inadvertently strip yourself out of it as you try to get away. This pattern continues, with Sally falling, bumping into stuff, or simply being outrun by the lumbering man as he strips you one garment at a time until you’re completely naked.

Internally, you scream, ‘S-Stop messing around! Get out of here before he fucks us!’ only to be met with mental laughter.

‘I couldn’t get away even if I wanted to. Your body’s too slow and weak! But c’mon, quit pretending. Your pussy’s already wet for a reason.’

‘I-It’s a fear response!’

And the fear is pretty justified. As you lie on the floor after taking a dive yet again, you gaze up at the man and his intimidatingly large cock, now freed from his pants. You grow wetter between your legs, despite the danger of a stranger claiming you for himself in the middle of an abandoned building, away from anyone to protect or save you. He could do whatever he wants to you for hours! Your brain is completely overwhelmed by the mix of terror and lust.

Trembling from head to toe, looking up at the man like a trapped animal, Sally puts on a smile and says, “P-Please Mister, can I interest you in a hug instead?”

He immediately picks you up with both hands and holds you in front of him, face-to-face, like a stuffed animal. “Not a chance, sweet tits,” he grunts. “You go flirting with danger, this is what you get.”

With no further words, he impales you on his long, stiff cock. “*AHHHHHH!*” You and Sally cry out simultaneously, the thief’s dick feeling divine in your thirsty tunnel. With your pussy already wet from the “foreplay” of getting chased, there’s no need for him to take it slow. He slams his hips into yours from the very start, and you unwillingly reward him with a string of moans.

‘This is all your fault,’ you mentally pout.

‘You can thank me later,’ Sally moans, her slutty intonation audible both in your head and aloud.

Your entire body is bouncing from the weight of his thrusts, but he doesn’t relent in the slightest. You grab onto the man’s shoulders for dear life as he hammers away at your dripping wet cunt, setting your boobs bouncing like you’re riding industrial machinery. To him, your body is just as free for the taking as anything else in this mansion, and your traitorous pussy seems determined to prove him right.

“M-Mister, please *AHH* go easy on me!” Sally pleads.

“And why should I?” he replies. “You’re mine now. Skulking around places you have no business being has consequences.”

“I’m *SORRYYY-YYY-YYY!!!*” Sally cries. Of course, it’s all a ploy just to get him to fuck you harder. And it works. His hips begin colliding against yours so hard that your round, bubbly asscheeks are constantly bouncing like jello. While Sally is having the time of her life, you’re still fretting over the intentions of the man currently balls deep inside you. Is he gonna tie you up after this? Carry you out in a burlap sack? Throw you in his basement to fuck at his convenience? Your fearful heartrate is matched by the rapid contractions of your stretched and slutty pussy, but neither compare to the speed at which this criminal is stuffing you full of cock. This isn’t good! Your arousal is at its peak, and so is Sally’s! Nonono, don’t cum now! Not while you’re in a kidnapper’s clutches!

“Mister *PLEASE* stop! Or else! You’re gonna make me… make me…! *CUUU-UUUU-UUUM!!!*” Your pussy starts spasming like an earthquake in open submission to the burglar’s steel rod, but you don’t receive even a moment’s reprieve in return. The dire circumstances amplify the sensation of getting filled with dick, giving you ample desire to escape but none of the energy to do so. Instead, the danger only makes you cum that much harder, rendering you a helpless damsel doomed to be caught and fucked for all eternity. You feel completely powerless as the ill-meaning assailant screws your quivering pussy senseless, forcing you to succumb to pleasure and peril.

“Ha, all that running just to end up cumming on my cock like a little whore. Why even run if this is what your body wanted in the first place, huh?”

With Sally temporarily KO’ed by climax, you finally get a chance at controlling your body and making your case to the would-be kidnapper. “I didn’t! *HUFF* Want! *HUFF* This!” It takes so much effort just to **** words out of your breathless lungs.

“Yeah, well, not like it matters. A sexy girl like you, wandering around in a place like this? You were just asking for it.” Again…? Your pussy lets out a small squirt in remembrance of the last time you were called out for your poor decision-making and punished accordingly. “So, ready or not, I’m gonna give it to ya!”

The burglar starts bucking his hips like a wild animal, driving his cock into your defenseless pussy all the way to the hilt. His reckless pounding makes your legs shake so hard you wrap them around him just to keep them still. Even as you dread what this criminal has in store for you after this, you can’t stop moaning like a whore, and Sally is moaning just as loudly in your head. Your pussy, squeezing down in self-sabotaging pleasure, splashes love juices all over the place with every thrust! In one last, futile effort, you cry, “*HAVE MERCYYYY!*”

“NOT TODAY, WHORE!” the thief bellows.

With one more rough thrust, he fires a hot, thick rope of cum straight into your core. You drone in unwanted pleasure as you reach your second climax at the same time, your dumb pussy going out of its way to squeeze your captor for as much seed as possible. You go limp in the arms of the man who’s currently stuffing you full of cum like you’re nothing but a sex toy. And yet, the subduing heat that’s flooding your womanhood feels so good… There are two consciousnesses in your head, and yet you’re completely braindead as both you and Sally drift away in the euphoric joy of getting hunted down and filled with steaming hot cum by a stranger with bad intentions. Maybe you should’ve struggled a little harder, but it’s all over now. Best to just enjoy your last orgasm as a free girl…

You’re **** to come back to your senses as the man unceremoniously drops you on the floor. You land on your back, frog-legged, with small ropes of cum being leaked out of your still-shuddering pussy. Instinctively, you hold your arm over your eyes as if trying to hide your own shameful state from yourself. It doesn’t work. You can feel yourself covered in sweat, gasping for air, and trembling in the last seconds of your orgasm as cum drips from your used pussy. This thief already stole a free fuck from you, and it’s only downhill from here as he’s about to steal you entirely!