CharlotteRose
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Hello everyone! Welcome to my thread. I had few smut ideas in my head and I had to write them out. I think there could be an RP in at least one of them. PM if you think so. (The reason for the name is because all three of these characters, even if they don't meet, are all sold into sex trafficking. I just thought it would be nice to have them connected in some way.)
He had been hanging out by the ice machine, if Candace would have known she would have went in the opposite direction to leave. The overweight, night motel manager had been eying Candace since she first checked in. And now he had her with her panties around her ankles, bent over the supply closet sink as he repeatedly thrusted his hips into hers. A moan escaping her lips each time he buried his cock inside her dripping pussy. His sloppy fat rolls slapping against her ass as he held her down. It was easy for him to make her fuck him, this wasn't the first time and it wouldn't be the last as long as she stayed in the motel.
Candace had run away from home and men would often pay to spend time with her. By spend time, they would have Candace any way they wanted. They didn't care if she was experienced or not, whatever hole they wanted was the hole they took. At the end they would toss her some cash.
The fat man pounded his meaty shaft into the tight 18-year-old, panting as he did so. His pace quickened the closer he got to his climax, his movements becoming more violent. Suddenly he pulled out tossing her on her knees to cum in her face and on her breasts. He pulled her by her hair making her cry out. He used Candace's tongue to clean his cock of any left over cum making her gag once more. He pulled up his pants as she wiped her mouth, coughing up his seed.
He left her in the supply closet to clean herself up. He didn't pay. He never paid. He said that she was lucky he didn't call the police so he deserved free sex. Although Candace was not a willing participant, she kept it quiet. The sex addict inside of her loved the forced sex, the business part was mad he didn't pay for it.
With the cold metal barrel of the handgun pressed against her girlhood, Elizabeth remained blind folded and quiet as the car came to a stop. The men whispered quietly to themselves. She could only barely audible curses. A window rolled down and a voice could be heard, "What do we have here?" Elizabeth wanted to cry out of joy. She was saved! "New merchandise, officer." The driver said confidently. There was a pause and her blood ran cold, "I would like to conduct a random inspection." There was a chuckle.
The door opened and Elizabeth was pulled out of the back seat of the car and put on her knees. "No. Please, don't." she begged as her hand was placed on the bulge of a fully grown man. Her hand was made to pull down a zipper and reach inside. When her fingers coiled back from the touch of skin on skin, her face was pushed into his cock, it rubbing against her cheek. "That's right, open your mouth." He forced her mouth open using his fingers.
He held it open and groaned when he put the tip of his cock on her tongue. The salty taste of his pre-cum took over her senses as she pushed away from him. Her grabbed her by her hair on both sides of her head, "Good girl, fight it if you want to." He threatened as he slid his cock in the 19-year old's mouth. He did not start gentle, making her choke on his full shaft. The feeling bringing him pleasure.
The officer must have done that often as it felt like an eternity to have him throat fuck the teen. He would pause sometimes to watch his entire cock swallowed by the busty red head who was gagging for air. "Oh yeah, I have a new favorite." He bobbed her head up and down his dick as he reached his climax, "You're going to swallow, aren't you." She tried to nodded but he pushed her head down so far, she could feel him in the back of her throat. He tensed and she felt warm, thick liquid on her tongue.
He held her mouth wrapped around his shaft until he was sure she finished cleaning it. He let her go as he pulled up his pants, his belt jingling. "Is she coming out tonight?" he asked throwing her back in the car with her butt in the air so he could take a peek at her damp pussy. "You have to ask Donnie."
Alice was forced on her feet though she could hardly stand. Her head was spinning and she felt heavy. On top of that she only had on a sheer nightgown that left little to the imagination and it was cold where ever she was being guided to. A door opened as a bright light blinded the 18-year-old until it took over her world. "Age 18, half Greek, half white, brunette hair, brown eyes. She is a virgin and the bidding begins at…"
It was a blur. She didn't remember how she got there in the first place. It was a hot day so she had decided to go to the pool alone. She lived in a gated community so there weren't any worries. Or so she thought. Nothing seemed out place. Maybe there was a cable van, or linemen coming to check wires. Her head throbbed as memories came flushing back. She was on her way to the pool, she had smoked a little pot before she left. There was a van, it was like it was waiting; it followed Alice until they reached the mailboxes which may have provided them with cover.
She vaguely remembered a doctor and someone else touching her body. The light. The voice. She opened her eyes and saw nothing but darkness. Her senses were on high alert and noticed a weight on her hip. She reached down and touched someone's arm. Panic began to set in as she cried out loud pushing away from the stranger until she fell from the bed onto the cold hard floor. The click of lamp and then there was light.
He had been hanging out by the ice machine, if Candace would have known she would have went in the opposite direction to leave. The overweight, night motel manager had been eying Candace since she first checked in. And now he had her with her panties around her ankles, bent over the supply closet sink as he repeatedly thrusted his hips into hers. A moan escaping her lips each time he buried his cock inside her dripping pussy. His sloppy fat rolls slapping against her ass as he held her down. It was easy for him to make her fuck him, this wasn't the first time and it wouldn't be the last as long as she stayed in the motel.
Candace had run away from home and men would often pay to spend time with her. By spend time, they would have Candace any way they wanted. They didn't care if she was experienced or not, whatever hole they wanted was the hole they took. At the end they would toss her some cash.
The fat man pounded his meaty shaft into the tight 18-year-old, panting as he did so. His pace quickened the closer he got to his climax, his movements becoming more violent. Suddenly he pulled out tossing her on her knees to cum in her face and on her breasts. He pulled her by her hair making her cry out. He used Candace's tongue to clean his cock of any left over cum making her gag once more. He pulled up his pants as she wiped her mouth, coughing up his seed.
He left her in the supply closet to clean herself up. He didn't pay. He never paid. He said that she was lucky he didn't call the police so he deserved free sex. Although Candace was not a willing participant, she kept it quiet. The sex addict inside of her loved the forced sex, the business part was mad he didn't pay for it.
With the cold metal barrel of the handgun pressed against her girlhood, Elizabeth remained blind folded and quiet as the car came to a stop. The men whispered quietly to themselves. She could only barely audible curses. A window rolled down and a voice could be heard, "What do we have here?" Elizabeth wanted to cry out of joy. She was saved! "New merchandise, officer." The driver said confidently. There was a pause and her blood ran cold, "I would like to conduct a random inspection." There was a chuckle.
The door opened and Elizabeth was pulled out of the back seat of the car and put on her knees. "No. Please, don't." she begged as her hand was placed on the bulge of a fully grown man. Her hand was made to pull down a zipper and reach inside. When her fingers coiled back from the touch of skin on skin, her face was pushed into his cock, it rubbing against her cheek. "That's right, open your mouth." He forced her mouth open using his fingers.
He held it open and groaned when he put the tip of his cock on her tongue. The salty taste of his pre-cum took over her senses as she pushed away from him. Her grabbed her by her hair on both sides of her head, "Good girl, fight it if you want to." He threatened as he slid his cock in the 19-year old's mouth. He did not start gentle, making her choke on his full shaft. The feeling bringing him pleasure.
The officer must have done that often as it felt like an eternity to have him throat fuck the teen. He would pause sometimes to watch his entire cock swallowed by the busty red head who was gagging for air. "Oh yeah, I have a new favorite." He bobbed her head up and down his dick as he reached his climax, "You're going to swallow, aren't you." She tried to nodded but he pushed her head down so far, she could feel him in the back of her throat. He tensed and she felt warm, thick liquid on her tongue.
He held her mouth wrapped around his shaft until he was sure she finished cleaning it. He let her go as he pulled up his pants, his belt jingling. "Is she coming out tonight?" he asked throwing her back in the car with her butt in the air so he could take a peek at her damp pussy. "You have to ask Donnie."
Alice was forced on her feet though she could hardly stand. Her head was spinning and she felt heavy. On top of that she only had on a sheer nightgown that left little to the imagination and it was cold where ever she was being guided to. A door opened as a bright light blinded the 18-year-old until it took over her world. "Age 18, half Greek, half white, brunette hair, brown eyes. She is a virgin and the bidding begins at…"
It was a blur. She didn't remember how she got there in the first place. It was a hot day so she had decided to go to the pool alone. She lived in a gated community so there weren't any worries. Or so she thought. Nothing seemed out place. Maybe there was a cable van, or linemen coming to check wires. Her head throbbed as memories came flushing back. She was on her way to the pool, she had smoked a little pot before she left. There was a van, it was like it was waiting; it followed Alice until they reached the mailboxes which may have provided them with cover.
She vaguely remembered a doctor and someone else touching her body. The light. The voice. She opened her eyes and saw nothing but darkness. Her senses were on high alert and noticed a weight on her hip. She reached down and touched someone's arm. Panic began to set in as she cried out loud pushing away from the stranger until she fell from the bed onto the cold hard floor. The click of lamp and then there was light.