Innocent 18 year old robbed and fucked by thief

The sun was just beginning to set, casting an orange glow across the neighborhood as 18-year-old Lian positioned herself on the love seat, preparing for her evening yoga session. Her supple young body stretched and twisted, toned muscles flexing beneath smooth brown skin as she flowed gracefully into each pose. A simple gray tank top and black panties were all that covered her nubile form.

Suddenly, a sudden crash shattered the peaceful scene – the front window had been smashed in! Lian froze, heart pounding. But before she could react, a masked man burst through the opening, wild eyes darting around until they landed on her. He bolted towards Lian with a wolfish grin, ropes clutched in his gloved hands.

“Hey! Stop!” Lian cried out, standing up and backing away. “What are you doing? Get out of here!”

Ignoring her protests, the intruder grabbed her arms roughly, pinning them behind her back as he wound the ropes around her wrists, binding them tightly. “Shut up, you feisty little bitch,” he growled, his breath hot on her neck. “I’m gonna have some fun with you.”

Fear raced through Lian’s veins as she struggled against the ropes, but it was no use. She stood there helplessly as the thief’s hands roamed her body, large palms groping her pert breasts and squeezing her toned ass. Revulsion twisted her stomach but she was powerless to stop his advances.

“Please, don’t do this,” Lian whimpered, feeling tears prick her eyes. “I won’t tell anyone, I swear!”

The man just laughed cruelly. “Oh I bet you won’t. But first…let’s see what you’re hiding under these clothes, shall we?”

Deft fingers made quick work of her tank top and panties, ripping them away to leave Lian entirely bare, her lithe body on full, shameful display. Goosebumps prickled her skin in the cool evening air, nipples growing stiff under the thief’s infurtiatingly slow perusal.

“Fuck, you’re a hot little thing, aren’t you?” He reached out to pinch and twist a sensitive nipple, grinning at her involuntary gasp. “Nice and fuckable, that’s for sure.”

“Stop! Don’t touch me!” Lian thrashed against the ropes, skin burning where he had groped her. But she was utterly at his mercy, a shaking, terrified captive in her own home.

The thief chuckled darkly as his hands continued their invasive journey, calloused fingers trailing down her taut stomach and slipping between her thighs. He shoved her legs apart and prodded at her most intimate place. “Already getting wet, huh? Your body’s clearly more honest than your mouth.”

Lian clenched her teeth, determined not to give him the satisfaction of reacting. But a whimper escaped her as a thick finger pushed inside her, invasive and uncomfortable. “No, please…”

He added a second digit, pumping them roughly as he leaned in to nip at her ear. “Stop pretending you don’t like this, sissy. You’re getting so tight and wet for me already.”

Unbidden, her body responded to the stimulation, hips canting forward slightly before she could stop herself. Mortified at this physical betrayal, Lian tried to focus on anything but the thick fingers sawing in and out of her dripping pussy. But it was so hard to think straight with the way he was touching her.

As if sensing her wavering, the thief redoubled his efforts, reaching a third finger into her tight heat and crooking them to hit a sensitive spot deep inside. “That’s it, sissy. Let go. Stop fighting this.”

He massaged that secret place, sending sparks of forbidden pleasure zinging up her spine. Lian’s eyes rolled back and a soft moan slipped out against her will. “Oh god…”

“Fuck, you’re so hot when you moan like that,” he purred. “Bet you’ll sound even better when I’m wrecking your tight little cunt with my cock.”

Reminded of her utter helplessness, Lian’s eyes flew open in horror. “No, please, I’m a virgin! Don’t–”

But her pleas fell on deaf ears. With a lecherous gleam in his eyes, the thief withdrew his dripping fingers, only to unzip his pants and pull out his own thick cock. It was flushed red and rock hard, the flared head glistening with precum.

“Wrap your lips around it,” he ordered, fisting a hand in Lian’s hair and forcing her down to her knees. When she struggled, he just laughed. “Don’t worry, looks like it’ll fit. Now open up and suck like a good fucktoy.”

Helpless to resist, a shaky Lian parted her lips and let him thrust inside, his cockhead bumping against the back of her throat. She gagged and sputtered but he didn’t let up, forcing her head up and down on his thick shaft as he fucked her face.

She could only whimper around him, tears streaming down her cheeks as he used her mouth unmercifully. Saliva dribbled down her chin and she choked and sputtered but he just kept going, grunting with pleasure.

After what felt like ages, he finally pulled out, cock bobbing slick and swollen. “Not bad. I think you’re ready for the real thing now.”

Still on her knees, Lian could only moan in terror as she watched him move behind her, forcing her to assume a degrading position: hands and knees, ass in the air, her dripping pussy on shameless display. There was a yearning tug deep inside her body, a flash of perverse arousal amidst the horror and revulsion. Suppressing it desperately, Lian squeezed her eyes shut and prayed for it to be over quickly.

Suddenly she felt the thick head of his cock prodding her entrance, pressing against her virgin gate. Her whole body tensed. “Please…be gentle,” she whispered brokenly.

He made no such promise, simply taking a fistful of her hair and yanking her head back as he started to push forward. Lian cried out at the sudden invasion, burning pain ripping through her as he forced his way inside her tight, unwilling hole.

“Oh fuck,” the thief grunted, pushing deeper. “Fucking hell you’re tight. Could use some loosening up, can’t you bitch?”

He thrust into her again, pulling another wail from her throat. “S-stupid cunt! W-wearing me out!”

Lian collapsed onto the floor, tears streaming down her face as he began to rut into her roughly, each hard drive of his hips jostling her entire body. It hurt so much, the rough friction chafing her delicate flesh raw. She just wanted it to be over already, to stop this horrible violation.

But the thief had other ideas. He increased his pace, fingers digging cruelly into the meat of her ass as he took her with animalistic vigor. It was disgusting, wrong on so many levels. Tears streamed down Lian’s face as he plowed into her, his heavy balls slapping obscenely against her sensitive clit.

“Fuck, your tight little holes were made for fucking,” he grunted, ramming into her harder. “I’m gonna fill this pussy up until it’s fucking leaking. Gonna make you my personal cumdump from now on.”

Bile rose in Lian’s throat at his words but she didn’t dare say anything. She didn’t want to risk irritating him further. The best she could do was lay there submissively, sobbing quietly into the floor as he used her body to chase his own pleasure.

Finally, after what felt like hours of brutal pounding, Lian felt him tense behind her. He let out a shout of release as his cock pulsed, hot spurts of cum painting her abused walls. She just lay there limply, feeling utterly used and violated as the thief pumped her full.

When he finally pulled out, Lian collapsed onto the floor, curling in on herself as her tears flowed freely. She was sore and bleeding, her pussy stinging from the relentless fucking. The thief pushed his spent cock into her face.

“Clean me off,” he demanded, fisting a hand in her hair. Lian had no choice but to open her mouth and let him use her like a disposable washcloth, wiping his messy cock clean of their mixed fluids. The bitter taste of their combined juices made her gag but she held it together, not wanting to endanger herself further.

Finally, with a cruel grin, the thief tucked himself away and made for the door. “See you again real soon, cumbucket.”

Left alone and bound, sobbing by the front window, Lian felt utterly broken. The theft of her innocence, the degradation and violation of her body. No doubt this thief would be back to defile her again, and there was nothing she could do to stop it…

And as twisted as she knew it was, she couldn’t deny the aching hunger now pulsing in secret places. The arousal she had fought so hard to suppress threatening to overcome her. When would he come again to rut her helpless body? When would he fill her up again with his hot seed and make her his personal whore?

Lian shook with sobs, simultaneously terrified and ashamed of her own body’s betrayer reaction. What was happening to her, to become some lecherous thief’s sexual plaything?

As she whimpered there, a hot flush of shame coloring her tear-stained cheeks, a slow realization built in her churning stomach. The truth settled into her like a boulder, cold and inescapable.

She was going to let it happen. She was going to let him use her again, and again, and again. No matter how wrong it was, she couldn’t deny the carnal hunger that had ignited in her veins…