Entrapment Part 2
Lottie could not think, no matter how hard she tried, nothing was coming to her mind. She was desperately trying to think of what Matthew would do to her, trying to make sure she avoided a punishment - but it was impossible. Maybe it was the lack of food and water, or the position she had been left in. Maybe he had done something to her while she wasn’t awake. She guessed she would be fucked again, maybe in her ass this time - but she wasn’t prepared… not that that would matter at all to him. He’d just want it to be comfortable for himself. The thought did turn her on though, which made it even harder to think of other possibilities.
Escape. Why didn’t she think about that? Maybe because she was trapped in this cage, but she was surprised she hadn’t even attempted to escape. She looked down, trying to find the lock. Nothing. All she could do was wait and think about how stupid she had been.
Some time passed, she didn’t know how long, it was difficult to tell, but she was snapped out of her attempt at peaceful thinking by a noise from outside the room. It must be Matthew. He opened the door and stormed over to her, slapping her through the cage.
“Well, slut? What am I gonna do to you?”
“Uuhmm…”
“Hurry, it’ll be worse if you take ages!”
“Fuck my ass..?” She guessed
“Oh you’d like that, wouldn’t you? But no.”
“What are you going to do…?”
“Well you’ll just have to wait and find out!”
He unlocked the cage, lifting her out of it. This was surprisingly nice, she thought. But of course, this wasn’t going to last. He carried her across the room and threw her onto a sofa in the corner, unzipping his jeans as soon as she left his arms.
“Suck it, whore. You told me you loved sucking cock, so prove it to me.”
Lottie nodded and got into the best possible position, licking her lips and taking his cock in her mouth. She was slow at first, making sure his cock was lubricated with her saliva, but this wasn’t good enough for him. He grabbed her hair and began fucking her face, until he assumed she’d caught on to what he needed her to do. Luckily for her, she had, and she maintained a quick pace as she bobbed up and down his cock.
“Oh come on, this isn’t good. I thought you were an expert?” He spat at her, pulling her upside down by her hair. He then straddled his legs across her face, pressing his balls onto her, not caring if she could breathe or not.
“Mmhmmm?!” Was all she could get out.
“What? Does whore not like this? She should be better at sucking cocks then. You have people to impress…”
Lottie panicked at this. He could really mean it, he could have a party where she was just free to use…
“Ok, slut. Suck it now.” He said, lifting himself into a better position for his cock to go straight down her throat. She ensured it started at a fast pace, making sure to suck it properly. The better she did, the faster this would be over.
“Good work, you’re doing well!”
Even though she was in such a bad situation, the praise made her wet. She was terrified, but turned on. Maybe this situation wasn’t too bad. She could’ve anticipated it anyway, right?
No time for thinking, was her final stray thought. She needed to focus on sucking his cock well. And her focus paid off, with him cumming down her throat soon afterwards. Despite her best efforts, he once again sat down on her, cutting off any airflow she was getting, and worsened it by repeatedly slapping her body, making her writhe underneath him.
“Alright, alright, we need to train you to stop you moving so much… now let’s just sit, alright? And watch some porn of chicks who are like you, but way hotter.” He pulled her up again by her hair, allowing her to scramble into a sitting position. Once they were both sat, he pulled out his phone and opened his browser. A couple of clicks later, and they were both watching hardcore porn. Girls getting whipped and spanked, girls being tied up to the point of turning red, girls being forced to do degrading things… Lottie could feel herself getting wetter and wetter, just what Matthew predicted.
“Good job I don’t care for this sofa, look at the patch you’ve just made! You’re such a slut!!”
Lottie turned bright red, embarrassed about how obviously turned on she was.
“Put this on. I’m taking you out for exercise.”
Lottie nodded and stood up to dress herself in the tiny skirt and tube top. It was ridiculously humiliating; the skirt didn’t fit properly, the top was just too tight. Everything could be seen, but she put it on anyway, wanting to be treated as best as possible
“We’re not going out yet, you’re not fully dressed yet… sit down here.”
She did as she was told, and found herself on her back immediately, with his entire weight on top of her.
“Good whore. I’m gonna fuck you now, but I’ll be nice. I won’t cum inside you”
All she could do was nod as he flipped her skirt up and brought his cock in line with her cunt.
“So fucking wet. You’re enjoying this, you’re loving that I’ve made you my personal fucktoy, aren’t you?” He said as he thrust inside her, leaving her to reply with only a moan.
As with his facefucking before, he was fast and violent, not caring about how it felt for her, about how hard he was grabbing her skin. It would bruise, but he wanted that. After all, what could she do about it, and to him, she’d agreed to get in his car too.
To really put her down, Matthew occasionally would spit on her, making sure she was a mess before he’d even came over her. He wasn’t going to let her clean up, or even wipe her face. It was going to be so humiliating for her, but he loved the idea of having her follow him around and have everyone know who she belonged to. He wasn’t slowing down at all, no matter how much Lottie struggled beneath him. Her cunt was aching from how hard he was slamming into her - but she couldn’t form words, only moans.
He pulled out at the last second and pulled her face closer to his cock. Then, he came all over her face, hair and chest and pulled her to her feet.
“There you go… now let’s go for a walk, okay? And don’t even think about dropping my hand. I’ll only catch you and make things far worse”
Lottie nodded. Taking her hand, Matt guided her to the door, where a pair of stilettos were waiting for her.
“They’re your size, I bought them earlier. How thoughtful of me!”
“Th-thanks…” Lottie responded, stepping into them and taking a deep breath as she followed him out of the door - all of her focus was on maintaining her balance, thankfully. It took her mind off the humiliating situation; the fact he was taking her out, covered in cum, sweat and saliva.
The pair walked in the summer evening light, it was still bright out, so there was no hiding from her situation. Matt was pointing out when people stared at her, and her thoughts were often interrupted by wolf whistles… which she hated, but loved at the same time. Much to her own dismay, she could feel herself getting wetter and wetter. Matt knew this too, as he’d stop to slap her ass at times, and occasionally slip a finger into her cunt, which always earned her a smirk.
The walk seemed to last forever, her feet were in so much pain, but they eventually returned back to the house, and Matt led her downstairs again.
“Now back where you belong, I’ll even help you into the cage… and I’ll be back sometime soon to play with you even more.”