She took a sharp breath as the realisation dawned that he wasn’t after her mobile phone or her money and with the inhalation came a wave of recognit...on. She was about to be raped by the man she had jilted at the club, she recognised the smell of him and the sound of his whisper fell into place.He tugged her belt free and tucked it into his back pocket then popped the button undone and pulled down the zip. Her jeans began to slip down her hips of their own accord and he reached up to grab at her. Then, your tongue moved inside me, stretching deep. As I became lost in the feeling, I felt your finger, wet with my juices, pressing against my rosebud. I winced slightly, still not used to an invasion there, but soon forgot any misgivings as I felt your cock pressing against me. Slowly you entered me, filling me inch by inch with your thickness. My legs opened wide as you moved inside. You gave a final thrust, and at the same time pressed your finger into my ass. I screamed your name as you. He was holding a steel, training chastity belt!Her heart sank as she recognized the horrid device that was designed to violate, not protect. She remembered how it had been used on her several times when she was a novice slave - the mere sight was enough to make her shake with fear. The lower band had a long pointed ridge inside the base with two large penis-shaped dildoes sticking upwards. The dildoes were black with silver strips up the sides! "Straighten up, slave! This will teach you better. ” Emma’s voice was quivering while she hovered on the line in between ‘blind fury’ and ‘ready to burst into tears.’“Emma? What’s wrong?” Jess asked. Jess could hear the trouble in her voice.“Um, the date didn’t go so well,” Emma said, “and I kinda need a ride. Do you think you could pick me up?” Her voice cracked on “up”.“Sure, no problem. Just text me the address and I’ll be right there. I wasn’t doing anything important anyway,” Jess replied.“You’re kidding, right?” I asked.