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Love Hurts

Date: 5/19/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Authoritarian, Drug, First Time, Hardcore, Male/Teen Female, Oral Sex, Reluctance, Romance, School, Violence, Young, Author: The_Storyteller, Rating: 91.5, Source: sexstories.com

"Please, I swear, just let me go!" I said with a choked voice. He looked at me again, while the car was reaching something like 60 or 70 miles per hour, and looked back to the road, saying nothing. I couldn't hold it and started crying. In my head it was clear that they were going to use me like a sex toy or worse, then they would probably kill me in a brutal manner. I was desperate. Then I felt the car slowing down a bit, and his hand reached my shoulder, making me squirm instantly. He retracted his huge hand. "Calm down." He said, putting his hand in my shoulder again. Then I looked to him and begged again "Please, just let me go!". "I can't do that." He answered, and I kept crying. A while passed, I was crying so much that I was choking. So he spoke again. "Listen, let's make a deal. I'll give you..." He shoved his hand in one of his leather jacket's pockets and showed me a pill. "...This. You swallow it and I swear I'll not let anyone touch you." "Never!" I yelled. "Girl, just listen to me. I have a gun in my pocket, I could do anything I wanted to you. But I'm promising you, you swallow it and I'll not let them take turns with you." He said calmly. "Oh m-my God, oh my G-God..." I took the pill from his hand, it was tiny and yellow, didn't look like medicine. He didn't grin or anything else, he just alternated between looking at me and the road. "What is t-this?" I asked. "I'm not telling you. Just know that it isn't poison, and it won't hurt you. Actually you'll feel ... really nice, trust me." He said. "C'mon!" And I swallowed. He just kept looking at me every time he could, accelerating the car fast as he could - the motorcycles had vanished because he had slowed down to talk to me. In a matter of four or five minutes I started feeling really weird. I wasn't worried about what was going to happen to me anymore and I was feeling pretty warm. The road was dark and the lights were passing slowly, like they were melting. I was drugged and I knew that, so I tried to focus on him. He looked at me with a playful grin on his face, and for the first time I realized what a handsome man he was, a rough but handsome man, with those hazel eyes, dark brown hair and that unshaven manly face. I would guess he was in his early thirties and was a really muscular man, really intimidating in that spiked leather jacket, and he had something like a tribal tattoo escaping from the collar of the shirt, up the neck. "What are you thinking about?" He asked as he saw me completely relaxed at the passenger's seat. "I'm... Nothing." I said, feeling my voice sounding weird, like I was doped. "Geez. Still thinking straight. What a tough girl. Ok, what's your name?" He asked. "Samantha, but my friends call me Sammy." My face was tingling. "You are Owen, right?" I asked. "Yes, my name is Owen." "Are you really going to help me?" I asked, feeling I was going to cry again. "I will. I wasn't lying. They won't touch you, give you my word, Sammy." He said in such a convincing tone ...