Thread: Scarlett's Biggest Fan (DeRe x glasspearls)

Scarlett exhausted her mind with all options of escape, writhing futilely to break her bounds. Her phone, which now seemed like her only life line, was left in the back of the limo. She knew no one would begin looking for her tonight. Probably not even for the next couple of days if they thought some sort of outburst prevented her from showing up to the after party. The reality of the situation came crushing down on her like a ton of bricks- she was truly left at the mercy of this man. With a second jolt of the van she knew the nightmare was to continue, as the back door opened and his shadow lurched over her body. Dragged forcefully at his will, Scarlett's face cringed in discomfort as her bare breasts scraped against the steel bottom of the van. As she viewed her surroundings- the acres of field, the dilapidated building next to her- it all became obvious she was far from the city of dreams. The sound of his buckle and zipper rang through her ears with deafening realism. As the ball gag was stripped from her mouth, a stream of please and no fell out of her, broken up by hysterical sobs as her green eyes raised to meet his cold ones. Letting her speak seemed like a cruel, humorless act of pity as Chase's next move was to forcefully cutting her breath short. With her head tilted forwards due to the grip Chase had on her hair, Scarlett's eyes flashed at him with fear, anger, and pain. No further protestations could even be uttered as his cock rammed down her throat, her mouth spluttering as she stretched to make room for his length. She instantly felt her throat tense up, gagging in rejection of his intrusion. With all passages of air restricted, Chase literally left no option for her but to suck him off to completion. The disparity of her situation compelled her to act and submit. Scarlett wanted more than anything to clamp down her teeth out of anger. For the first time in her life she craved drawing blood, wanting to cause physical pain to this man. She wanted to harness one of the bloodthirsty characters she played and force this man into submission. But that was merely a role Scarlett played. The threat of disfigurement affected Scarlett far more than her urge to hurt him. Scarlett looked up at the man's hollow, empty feature which appeared filled with frenzied lust. Her own eyes leered with hatred but the makeup stained tears that rolled down her face betrayed her and revealed her pain. In her mind flashed the numerous photos she'd taken, with those plump lips of her pursed teasingly and pouting suggestively. Online comments from forbidden forums flashed across her mind reading blow job lips and perfect for sucking, each one craving to break her into this exact compromising position Chase had accomplished. Needing air and realizing time was ticking, Scarlett enveloped her full lips around his cock slowly. Her throat tensed up needing air and gagging at his absurd length forced inside her mouth. The only way she could achieve her own release was to help him cum though, so she desperately tried to relax her throat, finally working past her gag reflex as her throat now welcoming his cock. Tears spilled down Scarlett's face as her glossy lips succumbed to his member, bobbing her head in time with his thrusts, her tongue moving in her mouth to stroke his length. Shame filled her as Scarlett knew coaxing out his orgasm would be the only way to get rid of him.