Dressing room

Reader discretion is adviced, this story contain graphic content depicting violence and rape which may not be suitable to all readers. This is a fictional story and do not portray real events or real persons.

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"Im gonna get a pretzel i'll be back you just stay here and try on some of those outfits." My boyfriend says as he jesters towards the door. "Don't go anywhere." He warns. I nod watching as he walks out of the store. Taking my pick of my clothes into the small dressing room shutting a white curtain behind me. I stare into the mirror pressing a hung up pair of cargos up against my body, seeing if it peaked my style, which usually suited as sweatpants and a regular white tees but that's something else that comes along with having a boyfriend. 

I began to pull down my sweatpants before the sound of the curtain pulling back spikes my ears, i turn to the entrance of the small dressing room. 'what the hell' I think. "Oh. Shit didn't see you come in." He says excusing the fact id became practically pantsless infront of his eyes. "But you don't mind if i change in here?" He says in a soft tone. pointing towards the floor stepping in with three random clothing choices. I sweep my sandy blonde hair back and lock eyes with him. "Uh- well m-my boyfriend could find it very suspicious." I say hoping to shoo the tedious tall man away in a dubious tone. "Oh there's no need to be afraid of me." He says inching closer. He shrugs. "I mean, we are both men." " O-Ok." I look away from the strange man facing the mirror as he takes a full step into the room immediately removing his shorts.

My eyes shoot down as he continues to undress himself, fully removing my own pants i continue to keep my eyes low being sure not to see something i'm not meant to. "You don't have to look away, there's nothing to hide." He says. An apprehensive feeling tickled my spine as the words flew out of his mouth. I quickly slip on the cargo pants, sliding them off right after finding them the perfect fit. I bend over to select another pair of pants, quickly feeling something slide up against my thigh slyly. I quickly buckle my knees turning to face the tall black man , his cold stare meeting my nervous one. My eyes shoot down to his naked cock, thick and scrambled with pubescent hairs.

Taken aback i quickly pick up my choice of pants, "I-im so sorry but i really must be going my boyfriends probably outside of the dressing room right now the line was probably really long." I say trying to smoothly excuse myself out of the room in a respectful manner. He grabs hold of my arm. "Cmon..where you goin' we was just about to have us some fun.." He trails off, pulling me closer. I forcefully push off of him hoping he'd catch on and just release my arm, but shockingly he didn't and progressively held my arm tighter. "Let go of me right now." I say wriggiling my arm in his grasp. "I said let go!" I get a little louder, he turns me around to the mirror covering my mouth with his big hand. "Shhhh...." He shushes. Removing his hand from my mouth pushing my arms behind my back, his hand that was originally on my mouth slid down to my briefs rubbing my bulge. I held back sobs as i fought against his restraint. Eventually i stopped fighting the stronger man and waited until he left his guard down to flee. Once he'd seen id stopped trying to fight back he pushed me on my knees to the ground. Before i could begin to panic his fat cock was in my face. Everytime id attempt to stand he'd place his cinder block like hands on my shoulders and push me down again, everytime i'd attempt to scream he'd slap me in the face with his big meaty hand.

Eventually i stop trying everything and just gave in awaiting for my boyfriend to arrive. "Please let me leave?" I attempted to reason. When he heard that he grasped the back of my head and pushed my head on his cock, i glued my lips shut and began shaking my head side to side trying to fight the enormous cock. 

Out of nowhere he slaps me across my face knocking the saliva out of my mouth my hand covers my cheek as i wince at the slap. His cock jerks as i began to hiccup out small sobs. He was clearly turned on. I hide my face with both of my arms hiding away in a ball. He grasps my wrists pushing them down to my side. "Come on, we don't have much time doll." He says, he grabs the base of his cock shoving it into my mouth without permission. He slams cock into my throat. i try to spit out his cock but he proceeds to push his cock deeper into my throat. I gag and choke whilst trying to push off of his thighs, he continues until eventually the sound of my boyfriend comes to my attention. "Jason!" He yells out. Ckchhh one curtain opens Ckchhh another. The man slides out of my throat. He grabs my jaw tightly."Don't say a fucking word." Was the last i heard of him. He rushes out of the dressing room.