Escape !

I hear him walk out and the door closes behind. Groggily I rub my face on the carpeted floor. Slowly my blindfold is worked off and I can dimly see the room around me. There’s no bed, several mirrors and what appears to be a camera set up. It’s almost a twisted version of an art studio. I can’t see any windows so it must be an internal room. My Pussy is still twitching from the creampie I just took and I glance down to see the copious amounts of cum leak out of me. The man must have been saving up for a while, if I wasn’t on the pill I’d be pregnant for sure just based on the volume of semen. I get onto my knees. My left one still stinging, luckily it isn’t actually bleeding, just red from where he shoved me. With my hands still bound behind my back and a ball gag in my mouth my options are slim, but I think escape is possible. My legs aren’t bound. Quietly I get to my feet and scurry over to the door. Gently I press my ear to it and i faintly hear the man on the phone. I cannot make out what he’s saying but he seems enthralled with his conversation. I turn around and gently grab the door knob. It’s unlocked! Slowly the door opens, I don’t hear it creek or groan so I am able to subtly slip out of the room. The ball gag in my mouth is causing copious amounts of drool to fall out of my mouth (I dare not suck it back in for fear of him hearing that noise). The drool is lathering all over my petite frame and generous bust. And every step I take I feel more of his semen slide down my thighs and past my knees. I tip toe to the next room and I end up in his front room or study area. The house is well carpeted and poorly lit (luckily). It’s nighttime outside and I can’t see any streetlights through his drawn curtains. He’s walking throughout his house and I can hear snippets of his conversation, “I told you I’ve got no idea- No I haven’t seen her- hell you know if I saw something weird I’d let you know- of course- I’ll keep my eyes out- try and get some rest. She is resourceful”. Again his voice sounds familiar but I can’t quiet place it. As I get close to his front door I hear footsteps and see headlights in the driveway. I dive / fall behind the couch as there is a knock on the door. The man walks right past his couch to the door, “well it’s about time. I’m starving”.

“Sorry dude. Here’s your pizza, total will be 28.35$” the man begins to haggle with he delivery person and I slowly peak around the corner. As soon as I see him the door closes and I realize it’s my neighbor I let out an audible squeak.