I needed a ride. I had no money and I was in the middle of east bumfuck. I had walked 10 miles to this truck stop and I had to find a ride.

I put on my cute cut off jean shorts; they show off my nice ass and smooth tan legs. I’m 5’5” with perky C-cup tits and long red curly hair. The red hair usually sealed the deal. Guys couldn’t resist it. I usually managed to get what I want. I met this guy at the truck stop. He was paying for gas. I pretended to look at something next to him as he paid at the counter. I bumped into him and purposely lost my balance. He reached out and put his hands under my arms, and held me up. I couldn’t help noticing his hand brushing across my ass. We started talking. He told me his name was Jeff. He was headed west and I could ride with him. Bingo!! I grabbed my bag and we were off. I walked ahead of Jeff so he could watch my ass; I swung my hips back and forth. I knew they looked good in these tight shorts.

 I climbed up into the cab, Jeff was right behind me. I feel his hand on my ass lightly cupping it. Then he roughly squeezed my ass threw my jean shorts.

I needed the ride so I said nothing. I started to climb over to the passenger’s seat. Jeff’s hand on my calf stopped me. His hand was rubbing my smooth leg from knee up. I closed my legs together.

“Wait a minute missy, this ride ain’t free.” I looked back at Jeff, I was afraid of this. “What are we talking about?”

“Polish my knob, in back” He pointed towards the sleeper. When he asked for the blowjob my eyes automatically went to his crotch and I could see the outline of his hard cock. It looked to be above average in size.

 I had a feeling earlier when I said yes to Jeff that it was going to come to this. Quick blowjob, and then I get the ride. “O.K” I agreed and started moving into the sleeper.

It was a full sized bed behind a leather drape. Jeff got in the truck, I heard the door lock. He moved towards the sleeper.

It was cramped once Jeff moved into the sleeper. The drape closed behind Jeff and it was pitch dark.

I heard him moving, I thought to turn on a light. He hand grabbed my wrist. “Hey” I yelped, I started to pull away, but he held firm. He pulled my arm up and back, I felt him binding my wrist. I started hitting him with my one free hand. With my first arm immobile, he grabbed my flaying arm and quickly tied that one up and back.

He was sitting on my legs so I couldn’t get a good kick, I squirmed back and forth.

“What the fucking are you doing? Untie me you bastard!” I felt a ball at my lips.

“Open” It was the first thing he had said to me. I kept my mouth tightly closed.

Then I felt pain. He was squeezing my right breast. Twisting it round.

“Owwww” I howled in pain. Jeff forced the ball-gag into my mouth and snapped it tight in place.

Now Jeff turned a light on to see his handy work. My arms forced open, my chest pulled up.

I was starting to tire out. I couldn’t get my legs up. Jeff was too heavy sitting on them.
Jeff was just watching my struggle. I could tell he was getting off on it from the bulge in his pants. He kept rubbing at the bulge in his pants; it seemed to get bigger, running down his leg.

I couldn’t make a sound with the ball in my mouth; drool was starting to run down the corners of my mouth.

Jeff had had enough of watching. At one point when I was struggling and my back arched, my breasts straining against the buttons. Jeff reached forward and started fondling my tits. He squeezed them, grabbing them with his entire hand then moving down to the nipple. Just pulling at it making it hard, my nipples ached from abuse.

His hands violently ripped my shirt open. Buttons flew off everywhere. He started his fondling again. I was wearing a pink lacey bra that was almost sheer and you could see that my nipples were rock hard.

I was so scared. I knew he was going to rape me. My body was just reacting.

Jeff was breathing hard.

He looked into my eyes. He had an expression of complete lust; there was no stopping him now.

His hands grabbed the sheer fabric of my bra and just pulled. Like peeling an orange, he ripped the lace and pulled it away. The under wire and the straps stayed in place. It gave my breasts the appearance that they too, were tied up. Jeff took just my nipples between his thumb and finger and started rolling, twisting again. I bit into the ball gag, screaming at the pain that was shooting threw my body.”

He rubbed the bulge in his pants against me as it continued to get more pronounced.

He moved up so he was sitting on my pelvic region. He moved slowly up and down on my body, like a paintbrush going up a white picket fence.

His hands never stopping their assault on my nipples, he was digging his nails under the pebble hard nipple.

I tried one last time to struggle get my hands free, my arms were going numb. The straps at my wrists digging into my skin. It hurt but nothing compared to Jeff trying to rip my nipples off.

Then he stopped.

I looked up, his hands moved down to my waistline. He was going for my shorts.

He roughly unbuttoned them, and yanked them down my legs. I tried to kick, but he held my ankles and pulled the shorts completely off. I was wearing high cut pink lace panties. He stopped and smiled at me. The pause was brief his hands went to my thighs, forcing my legs open. The lace covering my private area slid over to the side allowing Jeff a direct view into my pussy.

Jeff dropped his face into my pussy. I felt his tongue dive into my pussy. He jammed his tongue into me. His hands kept my legs pushed wide apart.

Following my body as I arched, he drove his tongue deeper into me. I tried to move away.

With one finger Jeff pulled the lace completely to the side so he could get better access to my hole.

He tried to rip the lace, but this was stronger fabric then the bra. It didn’t rip. Jeff reached into his pants’ pocket

Which wasn’t easy with the rock hard rod he had, he pulled out a pocketknife. I held my breath when I saw the knife. I stopped moving.
He cut the two sides of my lace panties, right then left. He roughly pulled the fabric aside.

As he closed the knife he look down at me. Arms tied up, gagged. Nearly naked, I was breathing hard and crying. Tears and drool running down my face.

Jeff unbuttoned his pants.

“You look so beautiful, so ready to fuck.”

 He slid his pants down, his boxer shorts coming off at the same time.

He left his t-shirt on. He hovered over my body naked from the waist down. His cock rock hard pointed at me. Massive amounts of pre-cum dripped off the tip onto my belly. He was so turned on.

He hands went back to my thighs pushing them as far apart as they could go, then his knees moved into place to keep me spread open for him.

He lower his cock towards my pussy. I was begging him to stop threw my gag, it came out little more then a moan.

The mushroom head of his cock was rubbing my clit. Then I felt it slide over my hole.

Jeff took a breath, then pushed his hard cock into me. It was huge. I felt like I was being split apart.

Then he started thrusting hard. In and out, fast.

He was pushing me back with every push. My legs going up further. He wrapped his hands around my thighs and pulled me to him, getting a better grip so he could slam my cunt harder. I don’t know if I was wet, or it was his pre-cum but his cock was sliding in and out easily.

He was groaning and breathing hard. He kept saying “ take it harder slut”

He was pounding me with no mercy, my pussy ached from being stretched and abused. I groaned threw my gag, the torment was endless. Every part of me was in pain.

“Oh I’m cumming, take it you bitch, take my cum”

He pulled me in tight and then stopped his thrusting as he shot his load deep in me.

He was howling and groaning, obviously enjoying himself.

He pulled out of me.

“good, so good…glad I found you” is all he said, Jeff grabbed his pants, pulling them on. I thought he was going to untie me.