I was a very friendly girl in my teens, who always like to lend a hand, and generally cheer people up whenever I could, and just recently came across an oldish man sat on a bench on his own in our local park, doing an oil painting. “Hello” I said, “Do you mind if I join you”? “Not at all” he replied. We got chatting as you do, and it turns out he also took commissions for portraits in water colours and oil. The landscape that he was currently working on in front of him, looked absolutely amazing, he certainly knew how to capture the moment. “Would you like me to do a portrait of you m’dear” he enquired. “ I would love you to” I said in my innocence. “Then come to my studio next Thursday afternoon at midday, for a sitting. “Can you make it ok”? I said that I could, and with that I left him to it, clutching his business card that he had given me.
I couldn’t wait for the Thursday to arrive. His place was a bit difficult to find as it was out in the country, miles from anywhere. However I eventually found it and knocked on the old oak door. “Come in pet” he said, and ushered me into a large room, the walls were covered with his paintings of scantily clad and naked portraits of women in various states of sexual arousal, that had posed for him over the years.
“Oh; I didn’t realise that this was the sort of picture you wanted to paint of me” was all of I could think of saying at the time, due to being in a state of shock. My mouth went dry with fear. “Can I have a glass of water please” I said “Of course you can, hold on a minute” He said, and with that disappeared to fetch it for me. When he had gone, I just wanted to escape the place, but on trying the door, found it locked……I was trapped.
“Here you are then” he said on returning, and with a sneaky leer on his face handed me a glass of what I thought was just water. As my mouth was parched, I drank it all down very quickly.
“Now, would you like your painting to be in oils or a water colours” he posed the question. I went to answer, but no words came out of my mouth, Instead I started to feel very light headed and floaty, he had put something in the drink.
The next thing I knew was that my clothes were roughly being removed from my body, and I was powerless to stop it happening. I was man handled about until I could feel the cool air on my completely naked body. In my dazed state, he guided me across the room to a large wooden chair that had what looked like to me to be a large vibrator that had been well greased up, and fitted with a clit stimulator, and been bolted right onto the middle of the seat. He then turned me around so that I was facing him. Making sure that my pussy was lined up with the plastic intruder. Slowly he lowered me down on to it, making me breathe out involuntary gasps as it entered inside me, until my ass cheeks were fully seated around it’s base, the penetrating thing buried all the way up to the hilt inside me.
I could hear him chuckling to himself, as he connected up the wide strips of Velcro attached to the chair, fastening my arms and legs securely to it. Through my blurry eyes, I could just make out him setting up a camera on a stand to film everything, making sure that he captured all of the action no doubt.
Through my d**g induced haze, I saw him fiddling with a big black box. Immediately, I felt a tingling between my legs, and heard a muffled buzz, as the vibrator sprung into life, making me jerk and stiffen. ( as much as my bonds would allow anyway ) The little red light flashing on and off on the camera told me that indeed, my ordeal had started, and was all being captured for future perverts to view.
Making sure that he did not obscure the cameras field of vision, he made his way over to my by now glistening quivering little body. “Suck this now” he ordered, as he thrust his dick straight into my reluctant mouth. I did my best to comply with his wishes, not wanting to upset him. I could feel tears rolling down my face. “More suction” he demanded, as he cupped both of my breasts in his grubby paint covered hands, tweaking my nipples really hard, and laughing from the pain he was inflicting on me, as I let out tiny stifled screams from my cock filled mouth.
Still the vibrator carried on it’s relentless stimulation, making me feel very horny, and desperate for some relief, even from him, I was that desperate!
He withdrew his dick from my mouth, saliva running all down the sides of my cheeks from the f***ed intrusion. Before I realised it, he had turned up the speed of the vibrator so much so, that to my utter disbelief I heard myself cry out “ For goodness sake untie me from this chair and fuck me hard, I can’t take any more of this!” ……….“Not yet little one” he grinned.
Uncoiling the two wires that had crocodile clips attached on the ends of them that came from the black box, he proceeded in connecting each one of them, one red, and a one blue to my hardened nipples.
Electric current shot through my body, making me jolt about almost uncontrollably, as he turned the dial.
While all this was happening, he knelt down between my parted legs and started to lick my engorged bud. This was all to much for me. I screamed out as my first orgasm ripped through my body, like a tsunami, flooding every part of me.
He then released me from the chair, and laid me on a mattress in the corner of the room where he pressed home his advantage. I was to weak to resist, so he had his wicked way with me, filling me with his jism, and sending me once more over the edge and into another world as he humped away, enjoying his freedom to take me anyway that he wanted, and make me do anything that he desired for him.
When I eventually came around, I sat up to find him painting. “Enjoy yourself dear” he enquired ?
I was to exhausted to answer him. Got dressed, and started to leave through the now opened door. “Everything that has happened today has been captured of film” he shouted, “So as long as you don’t say anything bad about me to anyone, the footage won’t accidentally be released on to the internet. But if you have any friends that would like me to paint their portrait for them” he sniggered “Please get them pop in; and then with any luck, I will get the opportunity to pop into them; ha,ha,ha”.
I was disgusted by what had happened to me by this wrinkled pervert, and would never be the same again, as he had taken my virginity that I was saving for my husband to be.
I’d had more than enough, and just left knowing full well that I was unable to do or say anything to anyone for fear of the whole world being able to view me online being m*****ed, and taken full advantage of by this dirty old man!