humiliation

Already ****, another will not change it, but may be increase the chances of getting pregnant.

He seems to really be a psycho. This kind is dangerous but they are often serious of their deal, so you decide to accept.

"Yeah of course I want to live, and I'll let you fuck me to that." you say.

"Well, so let me undone your pants." The psycho says and starts cutting yours pants with his knife.

"You didn't have to cut it." You remark, dejectedly.

"But simpler." He replies.

He begins to slide your pants over your hips and then continues the lowering of your jeans to your ankles.

"Now, I would tell you to get on all fours, but since your hands are tied behind your back, get on your knees and you head down. And I'd appreciate that you tell me loudly how much you love me and how much you want me to fuck you, while I get ready." He says, a grin on his face.

Great, Now you have to act to show him that you like this. Whatever...you have **** but to comply.

"I love you, I love you. I love your magnificent cock,let me have the honor to be fucked by you, please." You flatter him. You never were a great actress.

"But of course dear, it's my pleasure. But don't stop talking." He says, not bothering to call you on your bad acting.

Once naked, the psycho aims his cock at your pussy's lips and starts pushing.

"Hmm.. You're wet, so you must really like this and want me to fuck you."

No, that's the cum of the **** before him, but you don't tell him that. If he likes it, all the better for you to stay alive. So you continue to speak 'dirty' to him.

Now he starts to slam his cock into you with ****, and increases his pace. At least, he would not last too long.

"Any bitch who love a man, would like having his cum in her? Would you like it too?" he asks.

You resist to cry that that was precisely what you don't want, but you have to tell him the opposite. "Yes, I love to have your cum in me. Please cum in me, I love you." You say reluctantly.

"Ohhh YEAH!" He gasps as your womb is flooded for a second time. You really hope that you don't get pregnant, and that you really should do something to be sure. Damned pills in your bathroom cabinet, at home.

"Thank you sir, I loved it." You added as you think it will please him more.

He gets out of you, and starts to get his pants back.

"Now for our deal, I'll let you live. As for the keys, I will drop them on that rock there, when I leave. Also I didn't take all the stuff there was... but thanks for the weapons, and good evening."

And he leaves you. He knows, and you know, that with your pants cut, you would not have the time to get the keys, free yourself, and try to catch him.