It's dark out, it has been several hours since the sun has set. The only light is from the fixtures on the building that I'm parked in front of and the minor glow from the screen of my phone. I needed to update my device's operating system and needed Wi-Fi to do so, was bored so figured now would be a good time to do so while they're closed and no one is around.
I decided to watch several videos on different media sites to try to pass the time of this slow update since the signal seems weak. There's a nursing home next door, not close enough for anyone there to be bothered by my presence but close enough for me to hear their muffled voices when they come out side laughing and talking... on their breaks I suppose. I kind of feel anxious each time I hear one of them or even when I hear a vehicle. At first I worry it's someone nearing me or something then I feel relieved to see it's just next door, and relax a bit again.
I swear though... I swear I keep seeing a shadow out of the corner of my eye. But when I face that direction I don't see anything except shrubbery. I think it's just me being over here alone, in the dark has me just a little paranoid inside. I swear I even keep getting whiffs of something in the air. I'm not certain what I'm smelling, I try to study it each time I catch it again. It has a bit of a car smell. Like maybe oil, with hint of gasoline and dirt.
I try to shrug off the paranoid feelings again but now I have a new feeling. I need to pee! I guess I've been out here longer than I had thought. I look around and check the mirrors to double-check that no one is around while grabbing wet wipes from my purse. I see a fairly large bush by the corner of the building where there's some light, which sort of comforts me. There's that smell again though, I scan the parking lot once more before getting out of my car.
I try to walk to the bush calmly, trying not to stand out just in case for any reason someone across the way to the next building can happen to see me. I try to swiftly step behind the bush but that's shot to hell as I walk right into a web. I attempt to stay calm while freaking out inside. I start searching the area in front of me to see if the web is still there or if its stuck to me! Thankfully all I did was break the web some and still see the spider in it, whew!! That's a relief. I go around the other side, glance about before undoing my pants and sliding them down just enough as I squat to urinate. Ever realize when you're trying to be quiet everything you do seems so much louder? This trickle sounds like a waterfall!! I try to hurry up, as I feel the air on my bare cheeks. Not exactly a feeling I like! I open the pack of wet wipes and clean myself up as I get an eerie feeling of being watched. I shake my head to myself while pulling my pants back up.
"Get it together girl, there's nothing out here," I try to reassure myself, as I head towards the trash receptacle to toss the wipe.
Feel like my head is on a swivel, I just keep looking around, like a scared little person and for nothing! This is ridiculous!! I think to myself. I Make my way back to my car and see my phone has finished downloading the update, it just needs to install now. Forty-five minutes to install ... What in the world is on this update??
I hear a rustle from a bush maybe twenty feet away, I tell myself it's the wind since a breeze is blowing again. That damn smell is back again but stronger this time, I can smell it all around me I realize. I begin to smell my shirt, and my hands thinking maybe it's on me, perhaps I touched something and didn't realize it. But nothing, it's not me.
I set my phone on the dash of my car since its rebooting and lean back into my seat, close my eyes and try to relax while letting out a long sigh. My sigh gets cut short as something covers my mouth pressing my head further against the head rest of my seat. I frantically open my eyes and reach up to my mouth to feel a hand just as I look into the rear view mirror and see a figure behind me!
I note the smell on his hands is the exact odor I have been smelling the entire time! They must've gotten into the car while I was in the bushes. He leans his head next to mine while I feel him touch something cold against my throat and he whispers.
"Move or scream and I'll cut you like butter. Understood?"
I feel frozen at that moment, all I can do is stare into the mirror at him holding my mouth and seeing how helpless my reflection is. He squeezes mouth and jaw firmly and hisses,
"Do you understand?!"
I try to nod my head and say 'Yes' as it comes out just a garbled sound, in that moment I begin to tear up frightened at what may happen next. All I know is I don't want to die.
I catch a glimpse of what is at my throat in the mirror and see it's a knife, I get a better view of it as he trails it down my chest until it reaches a button. With a simple flick of his wrist he slices the threads holding the button and it falls away, out of sight. Seconds later another button is gone, followed by several more. He takes the blade and pushes my blouse open, exposing my breast nestled in my bra. They don't stay that way long as I feel the cold blade against my skin sliding under the front of my bra, he begins a small sawing motion and moments later my breasts are fully exposed and bare in the breeze. I take a few deep breaths as I see him put the knife away, I tried to hold it scared he'd cut me if I unintentionally moved.
His other hand is back in view as it gropes one of my breast, kneading it. I begin to cry realizing what is going to happen. I look back into the mirror and barely recognize myself. He turns my head to face him and leans into kiss me while continuing to fondle my breast, rubbing my nipple. He digs his fingers into my face just so it causes my jaws to open as he sticks his tongue into my mouth. He tastes foul, and his hot breath is even more putrid than I would've imagined. I cry that much harder trying to contain it, trying to give him what he wants, I just want to live, I want to make it out alive. He moves his other hand from my face to my other breast and begins to caress it and play with my nipple. I can tell by the sensitivity that they're both erect, but I can't tell if it's due to the cool breeze or him playing with them.
He bites my bottom lip just before pulling his mouth away.
"Don't you taste sweet, baby? Hmm!" He says in a playful tone. He retracts his hands and sits back, smiling at me in the mirror. I try to close my blouse but all I can do is hold it to my chest as I stare at his reflection, hoping this is done and he's just wanting to scare me and leave.
I feel relieved when I see him getting out of the car. Thinking to myself this is done, I try to start my car but as I'm reaching for the keys to the ignition I'm beyond disappointed to see they're not there and start feeling around in the passenger seat trying to find them. All of a sudden I hear them by my ear and he's holding them outside.
"Please, let me go, I won't tell anyone, I won't ever mention this, just let me go! Please!" As I begin to cry loudly.
"Shut up! And get out of the car." He lowly hisses, dropping the keys into his pocket, while motioning with his other hand as the light glimmers off the blade in his palm once more. I grip my shirt tightly while slowly getting out of the car, and quietly shut the door. He motions with the knife for me to go towards the back of the car. From there he walks up behind me, placing his hands onto my hips. Guiding me the rest of the way, centered to the side of the trunk.
He runs his hands up the sides of my torso, then down my arms slowly, guiding my hands forwards to rest onto the cold metal causing my blouse to open again. He places the knife back into the sheath and glides his left hand over my breast, cupping it, massaging it while running the other hand down the front of my stomach, unbuttoning my pants, and slowly slides the zipper down. He reaches into my panties as his fingers wander till they find my slit. He slides his fingers in and begins to rub my clit. I bite my lip trying not react as I close my eyes and lower my head silently crying to myself, at the situation I have found myself in.
I must've zoned out a bit as I was caught by surprise when I felt him lifting me slightly against the trunk.
"Lean over as far as you can and lay flat, be quiet and I won't hurt you." He says.
I do as he says and lean over as far as I can, my breast touching the cold metal, cold enough it almost hurts against my flesh. I'm able to stretch my arms to grip the other side of the trunk.
"Good girl, so glad you know how to listen!" He sets my waist down, I notice the position he has me in sets me at a better position for him, I'm sure. High enough now that my toes barely reach the ground. He begins to remove my pants and softly chuckles to himself, then slowly removes my panties, tossing both to the ground.
" I can see your pussy so perfect from this angle" as he inserts a finger and works it in and out slowly, speeding up as I feel myself get wet. I close my eyes and try not to make a noise, I try to stay as quiet as possible and not react, tell myself this will be over soon enough.
I gasp loudly and take a deep breath as he slams his cock into my tightness without any notice. I let out a whimper, as the pain from his penetration sears through my vaginal walls.
" Please stop, I'll do anything, just please, I can't take it, it hurts!" I cry.
He promptly slaps my ass hard, enough so it causes a loud high-pitched pop sound. Then runs his hand over my ass to my lower back, leaning into it while thrusting deeper.
"I said be quiet! You're already giving me what I want!" He grunts while he drives himself even deeper. Picking up momentum he removes his hand from my back and grabs a handful of hair from the back of my head and yanks back roughly. I lean up, propping myself up onto my hands trying to lean into his pull to lessen the pain but he just pulls that much harder removing the slack I provided. I can't help but breathe harshly now as I cry, the sounds come out more as moans, as I feel his swollen member pound me faster, grinding each swift motion.
"Mm that's right, moan for me!" He groans as I'm caught by surprise that he thinks I'm enjoying this! I gasp harder for air with each thrust received as pain ignites following each pump. I can't even catch my breath enough to argue.
"Oh yeah, you like it! Your pussy so wet, so tight, wanting me, isn't it?!" He moans, voice cracking a bit.
I close my eyes tightly, not able to wait for this to end, I can't believe he thinks I want this. My pussy is on fire, it's moist enough that I can hear it as he slams into me, I can't tell if it's all from me trying to lubricate myself or from feeling like he's tearing me into half. I try to cry out for him to stop but all that comes out are breathy sounds that are mistaken as moans as he throbs in and out.
Barely able to hold myself anymore, my hands slowly start to slide from beneath me causing me to farther pull against his grip on my hair.
"No No Noo!" I groan out breathlessly as the arch on my neck is furthered, he speeds up with a fast, steady rhythm, pounding as hard as possible grinding his hips in an upward motion with each harsh thrust.
"Ohhhh Ohh, Yes! That's right! Moan for me!" He moans out loudly with short breaths as I can feel him swell, and pulse wildly inside me. Still unable to believe my inability to get a proper protest out, disgruntled that he will always remember this as me enjoying this. He grinds in one last thrust, twisting his hips as if he's trying to bury himself as deep as imaginable, and lets out a roar of a moan. He rests there, letting go of my hair as I collapse complete on the trunk and fully breakdown into tears. He slowly withdraws himself and I can feel his hot load seeping slowly down the inside of my thigh.
He smacks my ass one more time before zipping himself back up.
"I'm glad you enjoyed this as much as I did" as he picks my pants and panties up off the ground. He tosses my pants across and pockets my garment.
" I'll be keeping these as a reminder of our first time."
In shock, and feeling numb I just lay there unable to muster the words for any response.
I finally got enough energy to move myself off the trunk, looked around and he was gone, no sight of him. It was quiet and eerie and nothing seemed to be around, just as it was prior to the incident when I just thought I was silly and paranoid. I put my pants back on and go to get back into my car, and see he left my keys in the seat. I grab my keys and try to close my blouse, wipe my face and breathe a sigh of relief the whole thing is over. I look up into the mirror and see a card stuck to it, it says...
"You'll see me again soon, just keep looking over your shoulder for me."
I blankly stare at myself in the mirror, looking at the empty space behind me, not knowing when the next time will come, as I wipe away a tear.
