A teen guy whose more than he seems...

Before she could finish, Charlotte heard a noise come from the bushes behind her. She spun around and saw that it was a 20 some-odd teenage boy, backpack and all, evidently amazed at the sight (and clearly very turned on, by the bulge in his pants).

"Umm...are you...okay?" he asked timidly.

Charlotte was torn. On one hand, she was more turned on than she'd ever been. On the other, part of her was screaming that she should get up and run. She enjoyed being face-fucked but surely she shouldn't keep this up...should she? She made a decision.

"I'm plenty okay. How about you? I see you like what you see" she said as she pointed to the boy's pants. He quickly shifted so it was less obvious.

'I'm fine and, yes, I do like what I see. What are you doing out here all alone?". The boy quickly glanced back and forth. "Are you...uhh...available?"

"That depends."

"I've got money."

"I don't need money. I just want to feel your cock deep in me."

The boy smiled and had his pants down in a flash. Charlotte lay back down on the ground, facing up at the boy, her legs spread. She closed her eyes and basked in the eroticism of the moment. Her thought was quickly interrupted by the boy shoving the full length of his member into her.

"Ouch!"

"Shut up! No one gives a shit what whores think! Now take it!"

She gave in and enjoyed the pounding his was giving her. And he was giving her a pounding to remember. He was pumping into her with reckless abandon.

The boy looked over to his left and snatched something off the ground. It was her handcuffs! He reached out and roughly cuffed her hands together.

"Just in case you had any funny thoughts."

Charlotte didn't mind. She was loving every second of the experience. What better way to spend her night than being crudely **** by a 20 some-odd boy who didn't give a shit about her and just wanted to get his rocks off. Wait...oh my god! She forgot her birth control! And he wasn't wearing a condom! All tantalizing thoughts about being abused were tossed aside in favour of trying to stop the boy from cumming inside of her. It was one thing to have some fun for a night but she didn't want to get a baby **** into her!

"Wait! Stop! I'm not on birth control!"

"Didn't you hear what I said? I said that no one gives a SHIT what whores think. I'm going to cum inside you alright." He reached into his backpack as he continued fucking her and took out a camera. He opened the lens and pointed directly at her. He was filming her ****!

"Oh, christ! No! PLEASE! I don't want this to get out to my friends and family.'

"Little chance of that happening now" he said as reached inside her skirt pocket and took out her wallet. He snatched the money quickly enough (being robbed was the least of her worries a this point) but took out something else to. Her I.D! He held the I.D in front of the camera.

"What a fucking whore you are, Charlotte. Offering yourself up to the first...well, second guy you come across, looking at that cum on your face. Not a smart move. There are some sick people in this world. Now the whole world is going to know that you're a **** slut. He cut from her I.D, to her face, and her pussy being violated.

"Please...I beg you. No more!" she tried to struggle but in vain. His weight was pinning her legs down and her hands were cuffed. She wasn't strong enough to bat him away and, as much as she was loathe to admit it, was still feeling pleasure from the sensations coming from her pussy.

"****, filmed and exposed, and then knocked up by a random guy...sucks to be you!" he laughed as he picked up his pace considerably.

"No...NO!" Charlotte screamed. It was useless, the park was too big. No one would be coming to help her. She was well and truly FUCKED, and it was all her fault. Maybe she could reason with him.

"Alright...you've fucked me...robbed me...you're going to spread my name across to who-knows-where online...but please don't cum inside of me. I'm begging you. I'll do ANYTHING!"

"....Anything?" he slowed down a bit.

"Yes, anything."

"Well, I'm close to cumming inside of your fertile pussy, certainly knocking you up, I'm going to need a lot." He chuckled, the live camera jostling in his hand.

Charlotte sobbed "I said anything. Just STOP." His dick was still working its way in and out of her hole.

"I'm going to need your credit card numbers"

She was shocked. She had close to $10,000 saved up in there. But what choice did she have? It was either that or have a **** baby.

"Done..." she submitted.

"And! And, I want you to willingly follow me to my apartment just on the outskirts of the park and WILLINGLY let me tie you down to my bed for my personal use. We're going to film a lot of films together, you and I. Not only that but you're going to message your friends and family and say you're going on a vacation, so no one will miss you."

How in the world could she agree to this? It was **** of the highest order. For all she knew, he was just going to keep her there as his own personal **** **** for...forever? And profit off of her own misery as he sold her body online. No, she couldn't.

"I can't do that! Please, that's too much. I can't possibly agree! Isn't there anything else I can do?"

"Well..." he looked forlorn but accepting. How about letting me tie up your feet and gagging you here while I fuck you for a bit? I'll leave you afterwards and I won't even spread the video. I like bondage and no other girls will let me."

She was relieved. That was all? It was too easy. "Sure! Yes! Go ahead!"

He reached into his backpack again and pulled out some rope and a ball gag. He fastened her legs together but good and gagged her so she couldn't make much of any sound.

He sighed. "Good. Now that that's out of the way, I can show you just how much of a mistake you've made. Her eyes shot open. He started reaming her as fast as her could. She tried to scream but her fate was sealed.

"Take it, bitch! Here it comes! Get...knocked...UP!" A torrent of cum shot deep into her **** pussy, as she was unable to do or say anything about it. He slowly pulled out of her and pulled up his pants. "Showed you, didn't I?" He saved the video and closed the camera

She began to cry. At least, she thought, he was done with her now. She could somehow get herself free, go back to her normal life and forget that this embarrassing and traumatizing incident ever happened. She could just get a morning after pill for the baby and that would be that. She opened her eyes when she felt a pressure underneath her. He was lifting her up! He swung her over his shoulder and started making his way through the bramble surrounding them.

"Yep. You sure fucked up tonight. I might look like an ordinary guy but I live alone in an apartment complex with only a couple other people there. They'll never even know that I have a slut to **** as I please. Hell, you'd make a good party favour too. I'm sure a couple of my more 'understanding' friends would love to dump a load in a pretty girl like you. Ha! And you thought I'd let you go! Dumb bitch! I'm going to cum in you day and night, not ONY knocking you up FOR SURE, but I'm going to do all those other things now TOO! Haha! **** ****, **** porn star, and pariah to your friends, family, and co-workers (who, of course, will be sent personal copies of your defilement at my hands- after you've gone on vacation in a foreign country, of course). No value whatsoever except as a place to hatefuck my cum into your helpless holes.

Charlotte was disbelieving. Was this really happening to her? Surely someone would stop him? Wouldn't they? Was she doomed to be a useless fucktoy, suffering daily **** at the hands of strangers?