You regain your senses

You never really passed out, but you were definitely out of it for a bit. Slowly, you can feel the world starting to de-fuzz around you. Blinking your eyes rapidly, you squint against a bright light. It takes a moment for your eyes to adjust, but that bright light is making it that much harder to focus.

Was that a phone?

Just as you start making out the rectangular object, you see the hand around it and a figure behind it. Try as you might, the light in your eyes is making it too hard to see who the figure behind the phone was.

Why were they pointing their phone’s flashlight at you?

You soon realize one of the reasons you’re having such a hard time focusing is because the phone keeps moving. Wait… you’re the one that’s moving!

That’s when you feel it; a deep pressure between your legs. You gasp as the pain suddenly registers. You cry out as you realize that whoever is holding the phone is ramming his cock mercilessly into you.

“W-what?” you whimper. You move to grab the phone above you, the back of your mind slowly putting together that it’s not the flashlight on you, but a video recorder, but you can’t move your hands.

You look up and see that your hands are tied together to one corner of the bedframe by a blue suit tie. You’re lying on the bed in a 45 degree angle, your hands tied, your legs free but spread wide (one of them is up and on his shoulder), and completely naked. Your nipples are extremely sore from all the unrestrained bouncing.

Each time he rams into you, a sharp pain shoots deep into your pussy.

You scream loudly, hoping that someone in the party still going on outside will come to your rescue. Unfortunately, your scream is muffled by whatever you just realized was stuffed and secured in your mouth.

You let your head fall back and feel tears slip out the corner of your eyes. Someone is **** you, and there’s nothing you can do!

That’s when you realize the pain you were feeling took a turn. While it still hurt, you can feel something building up alongside of it. You moan, arching your back instinctively. Your breathing becomes more labored as you try to fight against the feeling building. You’re not really sure what it is, but it’s not unpleasant and that scares you, especially since it’s building up with the pain of his cock ramming into you.

Slowly, you hear the noises around you and can hear whoever is above you grunt and moan. Soon, you pick up on his voice. The words “oh yeah,” “you like that,” “slut,” and “look at those titties” keep coming up. Sometimes he says other things, but you can’t make it out.

You’re concentrating so much on his voice that you forget to fight against that feeling building.

You scream into your gag as your body bucks and writhes under him.

“Look at this slut having an orgasm! You like this, don’t you, slut?!” You can hear him grunting and moan, his hand gripping your leg that’s over his shoulder, possibly leaving bruises.

He’s getting ready to cum.