No One Says No – Rape Roleplay with Strap on Cock

Thursday nights are my favorite nights to hit the casinos and hunt for older men.  It’s usual the last day they are here for whatever business trip they are on and they are in the mood for a little strange.  Little do they know,  this sweet innocent looking piece of ass will have them doing things their mamma only warned them about.  I have a major obsession with business men who like to act like they run the world.  Its pretty easy to pick them out.  They sit at a table, flashing their wads of cash, with their high priced business suits begging for a sexy little thing like myself to watch them in their glory.  I could care less about any of that shit… I have my strap on cock and I want to use it tonight!

I start off slow, making sex eyes from across the table.  My super short party girl dresses and fuck me heels catch their eye every time.  I play it cool acting like just another dumb gold digger.  In reality, I have a devious plan to unleash.  He orders me shots and mixed drinks, hoping to get me drunk enough to fuck his old ass.  Like a lady, I sip my drinks and watch him get himself wasted as he enjoys his last night in Atlantic City with a hot young girl by his side.

I scratch at him neck and rub his thigh, giving him the green light to invite me up to his room.

In the elevator, I continue my bimbo act like I’m about to be nominated for an academy award.  By the time we get to his room, his cock is so hard he is willing to just about anything get inside of me.  I dig around in my obnoxiously big purse and pull of a pair of pantyhose.  In his drunken haze he lets me tie his hands behind his back.  I sit him down on the bed and excuse myself to the bathroom to get myself more comfortable.   Then I take off my dress, leaving on my black bra, thong, and heels.  I dig in my purse again to put on my favorite nine inch, black strap on.  Mr.Business man is about to be in for a real fucking treat!

I walk back into the bedroom, his eyes fill with fear.  I can’t help but find myself turned on with his look of helplessness.  I playfully take off his tie and shirt.  I have his stand so I can remove his pants. I force him to get on his knees.  In his drunken state its easy for me to force him to the floor as he naturally ends up on all fours.  He begs me not to hurt him and cries as I bind his ankles with his tie.

He whimpers as I squirt some lube on my cock and rub it up and down the crack of his ass.  I spread his cheeks wide and slowly push the head of my cock inside.  His screams delight me and I thrust myself all the way inside.  He falls flat on the floor as he bellows in pain.  I giggle, continuing to pound into him harder.

It doesn’t take long before he lets the roar I know all too well…This fucking faggot just came!

As I pull my cock out of his bleeding ass, he curls up in a little ball of shame.  I can’t help but laugh as I bend down and rub the head of my cock on his lips.  I remind him that he came so he must have enjoyed it.  He continues to cry in the fetal position on the floor as I get myself dressed.   The more names I call him, the harder he weeps.   I think he has officially sobered up now.

I walk to the hotel room door and say goodbye to my little queer.  He begs me to untie him, but that wouldn’t be very fun.  I just wish I could see the look on the maids face when she come in the morning to clean his room.  He will never forget Jamie.  No one ever forgets their first rape!

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