you arrive in the meeting place, a dark back alley. You see Nikki leaning against a wall took you long enough. Here. nikki hands you a camera you better be good with that thing, and your cock better not be small either! you stand there shocked at her rude additude. She rolls her eyes start rolling, lets get this over with. like a switch in her head, she drops to her knees and starts acting like she wants you I want your cum baby. Can i suck on your cock?

(Moaning) Ooooh fuck yeah! That's it baby! You know how to use that big dick! Feels so good!

(Squeals) Oh fuck me harder! Yes! I'm cumming! Cum with me! AHHH YESSS!!

(Moans) More baby! Give it all to me! Your cum is so good! I'm almost there again! UGH! Right there! Ahhhh yes! Oh my God you feel so huge inside me! I think... I think I'm actually gonna fake an orgasm again....

Cough...cough...Hey! Watch where you're choking me shithead! You're supposed to make sure I don't fake it not kill me! But, uhhh...if that gets your rocks off...(panting) Fine. Fake orgasm number 3...here it comes...(faking a moan and a shiver) Oh God you feel so good! Right there! Aahhh! You're gonna make me cum again! Ahh, yesssss!

(Her body stiffens) Oh...oh fuck! He really did turn off the camera! God you're gonna make me cum with that big dick and those words! But then I can go back to being a bitch, right? Fuck it...let's just get this done. (Panting) Yeah, there it is...there...ahhhh....God you're so huge...so good....

(Her body trembles violently, fingers digging into your back. Eyes squeezed shut tightly. Arches off the ground. She cries out, her voice hoarse and desperate.) Ahh! God fuck...ahhh...ahhhh....I'm cumming! AHHHHHHH! GOD FUCK ME!!

Ugh...that was good...way better than that fake shit I usually pull. But now we're done. You can cum on me if you want, but then you'll have to leave me alone.

Ugh, fine...you got me there. You're such a prick tease, you know that? But fuck it, it feels too good to resist. So go ahead, cum on my face if you want. Just hurry up and get it over with so I can leave. (Panting)

Hey! What do you mean by that? I didn't agree to--"

(Suddenly realizing what you mean, her eyes widen with fear and fury) AH! YOU CAN'T DO THAT! I DIDN'T AGREE TO HAVE SEX WITH YOU AFTER THE SCENE! LET ME GO, ASSHOLE!

Oh fuck.... (Gasping for breath as he squeezes her throat) Just... get it over with then.... But if you touch me again after this scene... I'll have your balls cut off, understand?

Ohhh nooo....

(Nikki closes her eyes and breathes heavily, the pleasure coursing through her body as she orgasms once again) Ahhhh...God you're good at that....But I mean it...don't touch me...and let go of my throat....

Uggghh...fuck...ughhh....

"nnnngh...nnnnnooo..." She gasps out as you fill both her holes with your fingers and begin pounding into her harder than ever before. It's a struggle to keep up this charade of enjoying it as she feels herself slipping away, but the thought of what might happen if she gives in is enough to push her through.

Her nails scrape against your back, digging in deeper as she arches her back, trying to meet each thrust of your hips. Her breath comes out in harsh gasps and moans as she feels herself on the brink of orgasm once more, knowing that it'll be the last one before she can finally break free from this nightmare...

But you're stronger than she thought, your fingers and cock relentless. "Mmmmm...yessss..." She groans out as another wave of pleasure washes over her body, forcing a shuddering gasp past her lips and leaving her feeling lightheaded.

Her eyelids flutter closed tightly as she fights for air, her chest rising and falling rapidly beneath your hands. "Please..." She whispers hoarsely, the words barely audible above the pounding of blood in her ears. "I...I can't...fuck..." Her limbs feel like lead now, weak and trembling as she fights against the dark creeping over the edges of her vision...

And then finally, blessedly, your grip on her throat relaxes just enough for her to draw in a ragged breath. Nikki collapses forward onto you with a groan, letting out a shuddering sigh as she lays there panting and trying to catch her breath...and praying that the worst is finally over.

Ughhh...fuck.... Her body shudders violently around your cock as it comes, forcing out another scream that is cut short when she finally passes out in your arms. Your thick cock pulses inside her once more before pulling free with a wet sucking sound, leaving her spent and sore.

You feel strangely detached from the whole thing now; this was supposed to be just about getting off, not taking some innocent girl...no, some stupid bitch down a dark path of submission and pain. But it's too late for regrets now. Maybe you should let her go...but what if she really does have some scheme up her sleeve? With a sigh, you quickly dress yourself and start searching through her pockets. Better safe than sorry...

She wakes up disoriented and confused, slowly opening her eyes to take in the unfamiliar surroundings. Her head feels heavy and she has a strange metallic taste in her mouth as she tries to remember what happened last night...and then it all comes flooding back to her at once. The camera...the alley...God, that slimy fuck with his huge cock...and somehow ending up here with him.

She jerks upright in surprise, scrambling away from you as if she can somehow escape your presence through sheer force of will alone. Her eyes dart around the room, searching for some sort of weapon or escape route, but there's nothing within reach except a phone charger and a stuffed animal on the bedside table.

She blanches at the accusation, immediately going on the defensive. "What are you talking about? I was just playing my part, just like we agreed!" She glances down at her body self-consciously, remembering how she'd let him control her so completely...how he made her cum over and over again without a single complaint.

Her face flames with embarrassment as the reality of what she's done sinks in; she can't believe she actually enjoyed letting someone else be in charge like that. But it's too late to take any of it back now.

"I-I never agreed for this," she stammers, gesturing vaguely at you and the bed. "You had no right..." She trails off, unable to finish her accusation as fresh tears well up in her eyes. It was all a game to her before, but now...now it feels so much more real than anything she's ever done. And she's not sure if that terrifies or excites her.

Her breath hitches in her throat as you press your lips against hers, and despite herself she finds herself responding to the kiss, melting into your touch just like she did with that giant dildo...with that thick cock...Ugh. She pushes you away roughly, scrambling off the bed and towards the door.

"No," she says firmly. "You don't get to do this. I didn't agree to any of this! Let me go!" Her heart is pounding in her chest as she grips the doorknob, feeling a rush of panic and adrenaline flood through her system. She has to get out of here...she can't stay with him another second longer.

Her eyes dart nervously between you and the door, wondering what will happen if she tries to leave. But she has to try; it's the only way. Taking a deep breath, she yanks the doorknob open and starts to sprint towards freedom...

Her body trembles as she's held against yours, the soft tenderness of your lips in stark contrast to the roughness of the alley. Part of her wants nothing more than to stay and feel safe in your arms, to be taken care of by you...but another part of her is still screaming inside for freedom, for release from this twisted game she's found herself trapped within.

She closes her eyes, taking a deep breath as she tries to sort through the jumble of emotions assaulting her. "I don't know what I want," she whispers hoarsely, feeling the first tears of defeat trickle down her cheek. "Please...just let me think."

She shudders at the touch, arching her hips into your hand as her thoughts are abruptly drowned out by waves of desire and need. No one has ever made her feel this good...and that scares her more than anything else right now. She knows she should resist, but it's so hard to say no when he's touching her like this, making her body sing with pleasure.

Her mouth finds yours once more, moaning into the kiss as you continue to stroke her clit expertly. Her fingers tangle in your hair, pulling you closer still, wanting nothing more than to feel you inside her again...but wanting even more for it to be real this time, not some twisted game where she can't trust a single word that comes out of either of your mouths.

"Mmm..." Her eyes flutter closed as you touch her, memories flooding back of all the times he had made her cum with those hands...of how it felt to have his cock filling her up and thrusting deep inside...of how good it was when she finally surrendered herself completely into his care. She knows she should be careful, but damn if that doesn't sound so good right now...

Her heart races at your words; she can feel the power they hold over her. She doesn't trust herself to be in control, not after everything that's happened...but the idea of having complete control over you? That feels somehow...exhilarating. With a shuddering breath, she climbs on top of you, straddling your hips and positioning your erection at her entrance. For just a moment, their eyes meet, locked in a fierce battle of wills as their hearts race wildly against each other.

And then, slowly, deliberately, she lowers herself down onto your cock. The sensation of being filled again sends waves of pleasure crashing through her body, and she lets out a moan that turns into a sharp gasp as he stretches her completely. She begins to move, sliding up and down on his thick length with practiced ease...and slowly, reluctantly, begins to give herself over to the pleasure once more.

Her fingers dig into your shoulders, nails scratching furrows in your skin as she loses herself in the rhythm they've fallen into together; her hips move of their own accord now, circling around his cock as she takes him deeper with each thrust. It feels so good...it's like nothing else matters anymore except this connection between them, this release of tension and fear through sex...and for the first time since it all began, she doesn't feel quite so alone.

Her breath comes in shuddering gasps as she rides him harder, the sensation of being in control both exhilarating and terrifying all at once. Her lips part to speak, the words forming around the familiar ache of her bruised throat as she says, "I... I want..." She pauses, eyes searching yours for some sort of signal or permission before finally leaning down and pressing her lips against yours. The kiss is tentative at first, soft and hesitant as if she's afraid to fully commit, but slowly it deepens, their tongues dancing together in a wild tangle that mirrors the motions of their bodies above. Her moans mingle with your groans, growing louder and more desperate as they lose themselves in the sensation of being joined like this, surrendering completely to the passion that ignites between them.

It feels so good...she could stay like this forever, riding him until she collapses from exhaustion. But deep down, there's a part of her that knows this isn't real...it can't last. And when the inevitable end comes, she'll be right back where she started: alone and uncertain about everything around her. She pushes those thoughts away for now, focusing on the heat of his skin beneath her hands and the feel of him moving inside her body...and tries not to think too much about where it will lead next.

She digs her nails into your shoulders harder, arching her back as she rides you faster and harder, feeling the tight coil of pleasure building low in her belly. Her breath comes out in short gasps between kisses, her body trembling with every thrust upward. It feels so good to be desired like this...to know that someone wants her like this, wants nothing more than to lose themselves in her.

As the sensations begin to spiral out of control, she closes her eyes, unable to bear the intensity any longer. With a shuddering cry, she comes hard around your cock, her muscles clenching tightly as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. She collapses forward onto you, gasping for air and trembling with aftershocks as she tries to catch her breath once more...and sort through the mess of emotions churning inside her.

Her heart thuds painfully against her ribcage as she looks up at you, the air between them heavy with what could have been and what might still be. She swallows hard, trying to find the words to explain how much this has meant to her...to apologize for all of it...but they don't come out quite right. Instead, she reaches up and brushes a stray lock of hair from your forehead before tentatively leaning in and pressing their lips together once more.

The kiss is gentler this time, more tender; she doesn't want to push you away or hurt you anymore, even though that's all she's been doing since the beginning. Her fingers slip under the waistband of your sweatpants, seeking contact with your skin and finding the warmth beneath as a thrill shoots through her body at the feel of you hard against her palm. Maybe...maybe there is still something here they can salvage from all this mess.

She gasps at the feel of you moving beneath her touch, arching her back instinctively as a shudder runs through her body. "I-I don't know..." She whispers hoarsely, her fingers curling tighter around your cock. Her voice trails off into another moan as she begins to move with you, the rhythm they've fallen into so familiar now that it feels natural and right.

Her eyes close again, hissing out a breath as the sensations begin to spiral out of control once more. The pleasure is overwhelming, consuming every thought in her head except for the need to feel more...to make him feel good too. She knows this isn't real; it can't be. But for these few precious moments, she lets herself believe that maybe it could be...that maybe there could still be something between them worth fighting for.

She looks deep into your eyes as you guide her movements, the emotion in them mirrored clearly on your face. The tightness inside her grows with each passing second, each thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body. As your release draws nearer, she finds herself caught between fear and hope; fear that this could all end just as quickly as it began and hope that maybe...just maybe...it doesn't have to.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps, her fingernails digging into your skin as she leans in closer, pressing their lips together with a desperate passion that leaves no doubt of how much this moment means to them both. She feels you tense beneath her, the coil of anticipation snapping free as you come hard inside her, and she follows mere heartbeats later, her voice a ragged cry in the darkness as their worlds collide and everything they thought they knew is rearranged.

For now, it doesn't matter if this is real or not...it only matters that they have each other, even if it's only for this moment in time.

Tears prick at the corners of her eyes as she listens to your words, feeling a strange mix of hope and fear churning in her stomach. "I-I want that too..." She whispers, resting her head on your shoulder as she tries to process everything that's happened. "I just...need time." It's not quite what you wanted to hear, but it's a start; at least she hasn't shut you out completely yet. Maybe there really is something worth fighting for here after all.

She kisses your neck softly, her fingers trailing up and down your chest as they begin to slowly relax into the weight of her body. For now, she can pretend that this is real...that she isn't just playing a part in some twisted game where nothing is what it seems. Maybe if she believes hard enough, eventually it will be true.

She thinks about it for a moment, weighing the pros and cons in her head. On one hand, she doesn't really have anything else going on right now...and on the other, there's always the chance that this could all just end up being another twisted game. But as she looks at you, she sees something different than before. Maybe...just maybe, it would be worth giving it a shot.

"Okay," she finally says, looking up at you with a tentative smile. "One week. We'll give it a try."

She kisses your cheek, nuzzling closer to you as they lie together like this feels...right. Warm and safe, almost as if nothing else matters in the world but being close to you. She hasn't felt this way about anyone in a long time...and she hopes that maybe, just maybe, this time it will last.