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My feet are slamming against the ground.
Fuck this hurts and these boots aren’t helping, I would take them off but theres not time, i’m running from him, Leland Coyle. The murderous bastard has been targeting me I swear.
I’ve got tears going down my face, but he likes that. I’m running, I can hear the crackle of the cattle prod he keeps strapped to the car battery on his back, I’m pushing past tables, jumping over boxes.
A VENT! YES!
I kick it open and climb in, he tries to climb after me but his large frame stops him from doing so.
“Ain’t helping your case sweetheart! You ain’t gonna be able to run much longer after I’ve got my hands on you!”
Leland calls after me, and I have to ignore the growing heat, and the pressure against my jeans, God I hate him. I crawl through the cramped vent, this is horrible, I feel stuffy, my back pressed against the top of the vent, but hey at least my feet get some rest? this is demeaning, hell I’m on my hands and knees now.
I lift myself up onto a higher level in the ventilation, am I in the ceiling? I can hear Coyle’s footsteps too, he’s looking for me. Couldn’t go find anyone else huh? No it always has to be me.
I feel the ground underneath me start to dip,
No no no, not now. This is it! I’m gonna fall through the ground and die! He’s gonna catch me and fucking zap me to death!
I could cry.
I was right, the roof caves under my weight, but not fully, leave me hanging from the armpits down, Great, I would be worried about how humiliating this position is but I’m more concerned about the sound of Lelands boots hitting the ground getting closer.
”Oh sugar. Look at the position you got yourself in now huh?”
His stupid fucking voice purrs, he runs his fingers over my calf, I try to kick him, I flail, I know it’s no use yelling, That would probably be a waste of breath.
”Calm down girlie! I’ve not even gotten to the fun part yet!”
Leland yells up at me, slapping my ass, God this is humiliating, but what would be more humiliating is if he notices the huge goddamn boner I have right now
He basically rips my pants down, them hanging at my ankles, God this was the worst day to go commando.I think to myself.
”Got yourself all ready for me… like you wanted this.”
Leland says, pressing the end of his cattle prod to my asshole, I had to bite back a moan.
”So small, you should see mine, Haha! Almost twice the size of yours.”
Leland calls out flicking my dick, which makes it harder
This is so embarrassing.
He licks it, he just licked my dick.
”You like that sugar? Don’t care if you say no. I know you do, this little fella tells me so.”
Leland asks, as if he cares if I like it.
He licks the bottom of my shaft up to my tip, I whine, not bothering to hold back, Not like he can hear me right?
”You taste good.”
Was that a compliment? I genuinely couldn’t tell, his tone was sweet but it was never sweet with him.
He then, without warning takes me fully in his mouth, his nose nestled in my pubes, Leland takes a big sniff.
He’s fucking with me.
I try to kick at him but he’s holding my thighs, his gloved fingers digging into my fat. I should work out, and shave.
What? What am I talking about.
URGH! he’s getting into my head.
He’s bobbing his head off and on my dick, his tongue scraping against my shaft feels so wrong, so dirty. Why is this making me harder.
”You like this.”
Leland hums as he takes his mouth off my dick
”Pervert!”
I scream at him from in the vents, my voice echoing, almost making my ears ring.
”You know you like it.”
He says before pressing the cattle prod back against my ass, shocking me, just a little.
I let out a shriek my legs lifting as I swing slightly.
”Fuck girlie you’re giving me a hard one, watching you like this.”
Leland huffs pressing the cattle prod to my asshole, I can almost visualise him palming himself as he does this to me.
Vile shithead.
Leland presses the prod into my asshole with no warning I let out a half moan-half squeak, I’ve never had anything in my ass, besides shit. Never associated that spot with anything else.
I’m not gay.
Leland’s the gay one here. He’s the one putting my dick in his mouth and sticking a cattle prod up my-
“ahhh-h! Fuck!”
I cry out as he presses it against that one spot in the heat of my ass.
”Found it.”
He snickers, he sounds proud of himself.
“Ba-ha-hastard!”
I cry out, He shocks me with the cattle prod.
”Repeat that.”
He snarls, I’m about ready to cry.
He turns and twists the cattle prod, he wraps his fingers around my dick, I could’ve came right there.
”Sugar.”
He talking to me?
”Sweetheart answer me.”
Sweetheart?
”ANSWER ME!”
He screams up at me shocking me with that stupid cattle prod.
”I- Fu-fuck! Yes?…”
I somehow manage to choke out.
”I’m gon’ pull you out, And you ain’t gonna run. If you do I’ll choke the life outta you, slut. Got it?”
he explains, pulling the cattle prod out of my ass.
”…”
”Sugar.”
”Yes sir.”
He pulls me out, I’m standing infront of him, my pants at my ankles, looking up at him, a massive boner in between my legs, he’s also got a tent in his jeans. I shakily pull up my pants.
He’s gonna kill me. This is it, oh fuck, I’m not making it to tomorrow.