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Old 05-09-2016, 07:02 AM   #36
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The man in the red baseball cap leveled the shotgun down at Nadine's face. She whimpered and closed her eyes, expecting the blast that would snuff out her tragically short life. She didn't want to die. She would do anything to live.

Pain flared at the front of her head and she screamed. It wasn't the shotgun blast she was expecting. The man who had abducted her at the red light district had grabbed the hair at the front of her head and was pulling it forward. Nadine pushed herself up to a sitting position, and then got on to her knees as he pulled her hair forward without a word.

The men stood leering around the kneeling woman. The chubby man with the round, red face asked a question and the man holding the gun nodded. The chubby man grinned and moved forward, standing right in front of Nadine.

The man with the shot gun, the man who had mercilessly raped her earlier in the day, looked down at her and spoke menacingly, "Now, rapetoy, give us a reason to keep you alive. Suck him as if your life depends on it, because... it does."

The chubby man stood in front of her, grinning idiotically, and Nadine was at a loss at what she should do. Seconds passed. Then, Nadine heard the click of a trigger being cocked. In panic, she grabbed the front of the man's dusty denim overalls, and pried open the snaps in front.

She had given blow jobs before, but in a bedroom setting. She didn't really like it, but enjoyed the feeling of exciting a man with her mouth and tongue. She didn't like the taste of pre-cum, and had never provided oral pleasure for more than a couple of minutes. It was simply just a warm up. And she always made sure they were freshly showered when she offered them this "something special", as she called it.

As she opened the flap, she caught a whiff of the man's rancid smelling sweat and nearly gagged. Aware that she had no choice, she gingerly lowered the man's sweaty boxers and fumbled inside. He had the smallest penis she had ever encountered. It was already hard, but hardly stuck out from the bush of curly, sweaty, ginger colored pubic hair that surrounded it.

To be continued
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