1. The Captive


    Date: 1/23/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Interracial Sex, Author: ova9bbc, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    expected for so much. Your eyelids feel heavy. Plus the combined effects of the time and drink (and the sl**ping gas seeping into the sealed off compartment from under the seat) work to send you off into a gentle, dreamless doze. I see this in my mirror and press a button to halt the gas. I smile again before picking up my two way radio. "Too easy, man, too easy", I state as I speed toward my destination. The car (it is not a taxi cab) and it's two inhabitants travel through the city to the far side to the dockland area. It is now long after three in the morning. Few people roam the streets down here at this time and those that do are not in a hurry to be seen. Your driver's name is Khambrel. I have being doing this for a while and love it. The thrills it gives me are intense. I am five feet nine, muscular and generally have a very relaxed demeanour, but not at nights, not on nights like these. Pulling into a yard, I flash the lights three times then kill them as the large metal shutter door before me rolls up. I cruise the car inside. You are still totally out on the back seat. My partner in crime appears from the left side of the door as I press the down button. Without saying anything, he hurries towards the lit office up ahead, leaving me to handle you. It is a dark, murky, cavernous warehouse. Bar the taxi there seems to be nothing else in it. Except for the light from the dirty office in the corner across from the rolling door, the place is inhabited by a multitude of ...
    menacing shadows. I open both of the previously locked back doors to allow some air in; it certainly wasn't fresh air in here. Showing no signs of life as you sit, you slump in the back seat, oblivious. I lean in and get my hands around your supple body, slowly pulling you out. As I move you, you release a couple of low moans so I know that you are starting to come round again. That is both a blessing and a pain, as I have to carry you to the office, but need to get you there before you come round. Hoisting you onto my broad shoulders I carefully step over to the office door, I dump you unceremoniously onto a hard, wooden chair. The other man has been raking in the drawers of an old desk and retrieves a small, coloured bottle that he unscrews and wafts under your nostrils. You come to almost immediately from the sharp aroma of the smelling salts. Your head hurts like hell and for a while you have no idea where you are, your vision blurs and you feel like being sick. And then you focus on the two grinning characters before you. As you work up the ability to ask where you are and what we want, I rise and casually walk behind you. It hurts to turn your head, but turn it you do to follow me, of course I had been the taxi driver! As you try to figure out what is going on, the other man speaks. You notice me appear behind you place my big hands atop your bare shoulder blades. The guy before you stands in front of the desk, leaning back on it a cocky smile playing across his face. ...
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