Scenario 1

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You’re running a tavern, it’s the evening time. The sun lowering further in the sky, cascading awe-inspiring colors across it canvas. You know all of your regulars that come in. Even the inconsistent customers, you are familiar with. Sweaty, tired and slightly annoyed by the chaos of drunk and belligerent men, you head to the back of the tavern- only permissible by you, and wipe your face preparing to head back out and serve. Upon coming out you see me, in the far corner seated away from everyone else. You don’t recognize me. You stand there observing me, for a moment wondering who I could be. I look up, and our eyes meet. I have an intense look in my eyes and you hesitate for a split second before walking towards me. As you approach, we exchange greetings, and you ask the basics. “Who you are, where you’re from”. I’m very short and brief, I say I’m someone who is just passing by. You serve me, and continue working. Throughout the evening, you catch me staring at you, not just any type of stare. Like a predator calculating his prey’s every move. It makes you nervous, and excited at the same time. Foreign. You eventually get lost in working and when you look up again, I’m no longer there. It’s closing time, everyone has gone. You’re alone. As you’re cleaning tables you hear a noise. You turn around and it’s me, about 5 feet behind you. Startled, you apologize and tell me we’re closed. However, I don’t say anything. I’m staring again, but it’s slightly different than the one before. A predator that has his pray exactly where I want it. Too nervous to hold eye contact you look at the ground. A moment passes and i then say “i need your help with something”. You apologize again and say “I don’t think I can”, still looking towards the ground. Suddenly I move closer. You’re inches away from me now. Lifting your chin up with my finger, forcing you to hold eye contact as I tell me that you will helpe. I observe you now. My large frame towering over your petit one. And you come to the realization that you don’t have a choice. You can’t run, you can’t fight. You’ll lose. We both know this. I put one hand on your shoulder and firmly press down until youre on your knees. I unfasten your trousers, as youre kneeled watching me. I take my cock out, as you look away. I take one hand behind the back of your head and pull it towards me until my cock is mere inches from your mouth. I tell you to open. Tears in your eyes, you refuse. I reach down, grabbing your neck and bring you up towards me so that we’re now face to face again. Squeezing, i pull your neck towards you until my mouth is near your ear. I whisper something along the lines of “doing what i say, if you still wanted a place to rest your head at night (tavern).” I push you back down to your knees, this time with more *** and tell you to open again. Hesitating at first, you open. I insert my cock, stroking it in and out of your mouth. Groaning with each insertion. Picking up s***d, I hold your head in place and start fucking your mouth eventually going deeper into your throat. Struggling to breathe, you try to pull away but my grip is too firm. I go faster, until every drop is in your tummy. Finally, i release and you pull away ropes of spit still connecting from my cock to your mouth as you catch your breath. Thinking it’s over, you struggle to your feet until i suddenly say I’m not done. I *** you to turn around, bending you over one of the wooden tables, pressing myself against you and lifting your dress as you try to wriggle free. To no avail. I take you from behind. forcing your legs further apart with my own. Thrusting my cock deeper and deeper into your pussy. You don’t want it, but it feels so good. You moan in *** and pleasure. I go harder. You take one hand and try to ease the pounding your pussy is taking by pushing against me a little. A mistake. I take both of your arms behind you, and lock them in place and tell you there’s no use in fighting it, continuing to *** your pussy. I pull out and slowly insert my cock into your tight asshole, but not without difficulty. You scream, but i put your hand over your mouth muffling the rest. I say to you nothing is going untouched, and stroke in and out of your ass with my fat cock.