Locked up

"Why are you keeping me here?" I shouted, thinking that my captors would probably hear me.

I couldn’t remember what happened. The last thing I remembered, I was in the midst of making preparations for my wedding. Suddenly I just woke up in thie cell in my own bikini. I couldn’t see anyone and had started shouting a few hours ago.


"Is anyone there?" I tried again. Having almost given up, I suddenly saw a man come towards me.

"What do you want?" I asked, assuming he was the one who kept me here. He was.

He didn’t reply. It seemed like he was just going to pass by me, not even replying at all. I shouted at him again and finally got his attention.

"What is it?" he asked as he walked towards my cell.

"Wh … " I was confused. "What is it!?" I repeated, "I’m locked up! Let me out, please. Why are you doing this to me?"

He shrugged his shoulders, apparently not really understanding what I meant. He was about to leave when, luckily, he decided to stay for a bit.

"If you willingly fuck me, I will let you out" he then said. I feared he would say something like that.

"No way" I said, thinking of my husband to be – I was soon getting married and would certainly not let this stranger violate me if I could help it. "You can forget about that".

"Well, I’ll fuck you anyway, but if you willingly let me, I will let you out" He said, repeating his offer from before, quite calmly.

I didn’t reply. Not right away. I looked down. After a minute of silence, he spoke. "It’s now or never – you have to decide now or I’ll decide for you".

I had to act quickly. Cooperate with him and I would be let out. Not cooperate and I might be in for a less fortunate fate. I quickly decided to cooperate. As quickly as I had made my decision, he opened the door and let me out. He seemed to be in a hurry. He ripped off my clothes and pulled down his own pants. He didn’t spend time taking his pants all the way off. He just put me on a bench and wasted no time guiding his cock to my pussy.


He fucked me quite energetically. I kept thinking that this was my ticket out of the cell and back into my life. I was hoping he would be done soon so I could forget all about this and get on with my life.

He suddenly stopped and I thought to myself that maybe he was done, although I hadn’t felt any cum in me. As it turned out, he wasn’t done, he just sat on the bench and sat me on top of him.

What he did next, I did not expect. He tried to push his cock up my ass. "Stop it. I didn’t agree to that!" I said, and moved his cock away from my ass hole. "Oh yes you did. This is part of it. Or would you rather go back to your cell?" I could not reply to that. Instead a starting biting me teeth together, as he slowly shoved his cock into my ass.


He held me up and lifted me up and down, faster and faster, as his cock penetrated deeper and deeper into my ass. It started to hurt less and less. I could hear his breathing change as he fucked me. Moments later, his movements slowed as he came in my ass.

He stopped completely and pulled out his cock. He then took my arm behind my back and started shoving me towards the cell again. "Wait, what are you doing" I protested. "You said you would let me out. That was our deal".

"I did" he said, as he put me in the cell and locked the door. "I let you out as promised, and now you are locked up again." he laughed. He then left and I was sitting in the cell completely naked with cum dripping out of my ass. Luckily I had the bikini in there and I put it on. I then must’ve fallen asleep.

I awoke to a group of women calling my name. I couldn’t believe it. It was all my friends, standing outside the cell. "Ha ha, Nellie, how do you like the way this bachelorettes party starts." I didn’t quite understand. She continued. "You are in for a treat. We are going to the circus and we have even hired a male stripper for tonight. How about that!?"

"What?" I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. "But that’s not funny with that dude. You really crossed a line with that. What were you thinking?". I was quite surprised when I heard her reply.

"What dude?"

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