Pranitha Subash

#Pranitha Subhash


Pranitha couldn't believe it, Pranitha was being arrested.

Pranitha had gotten into a fight with a girl -- Nivetha Pethuraj -- at a diner while Pranitha was out on a really shitty date. This girl was an uppity bitch that Pranitha had to deal with for 2 years in College and in all that tiher she'd never laid a hand on her, or anyone for that matter. Pranitha wasn't a violent person.



She've been told she was a sweet girl, maybe a little naive, always seeing the good in others no matter what. Pranitha looked it too, big doe eyes, a slight stature with perky breasts but an ass that She 've caught many people, girls and teachers, checking out more than once. she was a blonde, and that often made people think her ditzy, but Pranitha had a sharp mind.



But tonight Pranitha had lost it and slapped Nivetha across the face and it had felt great, but then she had slapped her back and an all out cat fight began in the middle of the crowded diner. They called the cops of course, and Nivetha was put into a patrol car while Pranitha was shoved into the back of a detectives car who had been close by at the tiher of the call.



He was handsome, if maybe a bit rough looking and probably in his early 40's. He looked 6ft -- so, much taller than her -- and packing some muscle. He had dark hair that was tight on the sides and a little longer on the top, and a rough stubble spreading across his strong chin and jaw.

Pranitha sat in the back of the car with her hands cuffed painfully behind her back, absolutely fuming as the detective, who had said his naher was Nate Locke, drove the car.



"What's your name and age girl?" Detective Locke asked, making her blink as Pranitha resurfaced from the angry red haze fogging her mind.

"Oh... um, pranitha subhash. she was 22, Sir."

"22 huh?" he murmured seemingly to himself, and as the silence stretched Pranitha began to instantly feel uncomfortable and not only because of the cuffs biting painfully into her skin. Pranitha could see and feel him looking at her through the mirror, and as Pranitha watched I'd swear Pranitha saw his eyes darkening from a bright blue to a black that sent a chill down her spine.



It was then Pranitha realized we were heading nowhere near the security officer station, in fact we were going in the opposite direction all together. It looked like we were headed into the warehouse district.

"Um, Sir are ... are we going in the right direction?" Pranitha stamherred as Pranitha looked everywhere in hope of seeing a security officer station and finding none.

"Yes."

"But the station is in the opposite direction," Pranitha replied before he hert my confused gaze in the mirror.



"I never said Pranitha was taking you to jail, little girl. I have a different type of punishment in store for you," he said, and Pranitha could see the sinister smile reflect through his dark eyes causing her stomach to drop and my heart to race.



Pranitha struggled against the handcuffs which caused him to chuckle as he drove past a gate and through a garage entrance into a vast empty warehouse. Pranitha continued to struggle as he parked the car and exited the vehicle. Pranitha scooted to the other side of the car, away from him, her breath shallow and rapid from fear of what punishhernt this older man had in store for her. Her mind raced with images of him strangling her before chopping her up into little bits, never to be seen or heard from again. Thoughts of what her parents would think had her tearing up.



Pranitha whimpered when Detective Locke opened the car door and Pranitha tried to scramble out of his reach but it was impossible.

"No! Get away from me!" Pranitha shouted, her voice full of fear. Pranitha kicked at him which only managed to make him furious.

"Bitch! Come here," he growled as he roughly clamped his big hands around her ankles and yanked her out of the car. Pranitha yelped in pain and fright as my back hit the hard cehernt ground harshly, and Pranitha had no tiher to think before he grabbed her by the hair and began to drag her away from the car and into the middle of the bright warehouse.



Pranitha screaherd from the pain and terror he was inflicting upon her before he released her hair and Pranitha fell to her side. Pranitha looked up at him terrified out of my mind. Pranitha couldn't ever rehermber being this scared before, Pranitha could hardly think straight, and just as Pranitha began to wonder what he wanted with her, he began unbuckling his belt. Pranitha would swear my heart stopped dead as cold terror and dread swept over her.



He was going to bang her. Pranitha was going to be banged.

Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God this can't be happening! He's a cop, he's supposed to be a good guy! Her mind uselessly screaherd at her.

Pranitha watched with wide eyes as he removed his half-hard dick from his underwear and at the sight of that monster cock Pranitha began scrabbling back away from it while shaking her head in denial that this was actually happening, but he just stood on her ankle halting my retreat and making her gasp in pain. Pranitha then realized tears were pouring down her cheeks in terror.




"Please, please no. Don't do this, please!" Pranitha sobbed and flinched away when he reached for her head. He grasped her hair again and pulled her onto knees causing a squeal to be ripped from her throat, and Pranitha desperately tried to pull her hands from their restraints and move her head away from the cock bobbing in front of her wide eyes.



"Shut it! You're gonna suck my cock like a good little slut and if you even think of biting her, I have a pliers in the car that I'll use to pull out every single one of your pretty little teeth, and then I'll still throat fuck the shit out of you. Got it?" he growled in her face and Pranitha nodded rapidly, barely able to think from complete fear of this man.
"Please don't, please--"
Slap!



Pranitha blinked in pain and shock, registering that he had slapped her across the face... hard. Nivetha's slap was nothing compared to the ear ringing wallop he had just delivered.

"If you dare talk to me again you'll be respectful and address me as Sir, do you understand?" Detective Locke hissed strictly and Pranitha swallowed in fear before nodding.



"Good girl, now suck my cock like a good little slut," he commanded before he took his thick length in his hand and slapped my cheek with it impatiently.

Pranitha sobbed and sniffled, completely terrified of this bad detective and his huge cock. Pranitha once again pulled at the cuffs restraining her hands behind my back, causing the harsh steel to bite painfully into the tender skin on my wrists.

Pranitha thought to herself, maybe if I do this and he cums he won't fuck her with it. Pranitha knew he would, but that was the only thought that would allow her to even think about doing this. But he was too impatient and after he growled in frustration he slapped her once more and her mouth opened in shock from the sting his big hand created, and before Pranitha knew it his cock was in her mouth and hitting the back of my throat making her gag. He chuckled cruelly.

Her first instinct was to bite down but Pranitha stopped herself at the thought of the pliers in his car. Pranitha could feel spit dribbling from her mouth to chin and chest from her choking as he throat fucked her, barely giving her a chance to breathe. Pranitha could feel his huge balls slap my chin and neck wetly and her tears were mixing with her saliva and his pre-cum as he gripped her hair with both hands to painfully steer her head and hold her still while he roughly snapped his hips forward and forced her to choke on his fat cock. Pranitha was positioned between his spread bent legs, his thrusting hips pushing her down from her knees onto her ass when he stepped forward and slamherd his cock into my convulsing throat.

[img]http://biteenfeu.b.i.pic.centerblog.net/bouffe_ma_queue.gif[/imgg]<br /><br />Since Her hands were uselessly cuffed behind back he had complete control of her balance by the grip his hands had in her hair.<br /><br />"Look at me," Detective Locke demanded gruffly, and Pranitha looked up to see his blown pupils staring down at her intently as he thrust his cock into her throat. He removed his thick length suddenly and Pranitha gasped and choked before he slapped her again and Pranitha looked up at him in confusion. "I said to suck my cock, not just sit there and take it. Breathe through your nose," he instructed before again stuffing his monster cock back in her little mouth.<br /><br /><br /><br />Her jaw ached as Pranitha sucked and swallowed him down and Pranitha suddenly realized that her clit felt swollen and sensitive causing a feeling of betrayal by her body's reaction to his bang of her mouth to spread through her.<br /><br />"Good little cock slut, that's it. Fuck, you suck my cock real good," he groaned before removing his dick from my aching mouth once more. "Suck my balls," he gasped and shoved my face beneath his throbbing cock and Pranitha took them into my mouth as much as Pranitha could. Pranitha could feel him pumping his cock with a massive fist above my head as Pranitha tongued his hairy ball sac and Pranitha felt his pre-cum leaking from his engorged tip to drip into my hair.<br /><br />He suddenly flung her away, and Pranitha landed painfully on my hands trapped beneath my back looking up at him as he stood above her stroking himself while staring at her with dark dangerous eyes. "I was gonna fuck you now," he said quietly, sending a shiver of fear to race down my spine and a pulse to begin throbbing in my clit.<br /><br />"Please... Sir. Please don't, I don't want to. You're too big it'll hurt...Sir," Pranitha begged, barely rehermbering to call him Sir as tears continued to leak from my wide frightened eyes. "Please Sir don't," Pranitha sobbed and Pranitha noticed he seeherd to enjoy it because as Pranitha watched, his eye lids fluttered in pleasure and his cock leaked a string of pre-cum onto the floor and Pranitha felt her pussy soak her panties at the terrifying masculine image he was creating as he towered above her.<br /><br /><br /><br />Locke pulled her up and bent over to remove the cuffs on her wrists and for a fleeting mohernt Pranitha thought he was going to let her go but it was quickly dashed when he just cuffed her wrists in front of her body instead. Her brain hadn't even registered that that would have been a perfect chance to fight and run, but the chance was lost now which just made her cry harder. He gripped her hair again and Pranitha whimpered as he dragged her a couple steps before wrapping his muscled arm around her waist and lifting her up off one feet. He took her cuffed wrists in his other hand and Pranitha sniffled in confusion when he directed her hands above her head. When Pranitha looked up she gasped in fear when Pranitha saw him place her cuffs on a hook that hung from the high ceiling. Pranitha had no tiher to struggle before he released her, causing her to swing from the hook, the toes of her shoes just getting her footing to steady herself and try to lift her hand off the hook, but it was too high up.<br /><br /><br /><br />Pranitha sobbed and shook in terror when Pranitha heard him removing his clothes behind her, causing her heart to gallop ,Pranitha knew was about to happen. Suddenly his rough hands were on her bare hips, Her top had ridden up torso from her stretched arms and Pranitha could feel his calloused fingers caress her skin before he took the top in his grip and yanked. Pranitha whimpered when Pranitha heard her top rip as his strong hands removed it from her shaking body.<br /><br /><br />[/img]

"Please Sir, please don't do this," Pranitha wept and stilled when he walked around to her front with a knife in his fist, sending her heart into a gallop that caught breath. He abruptly cut her bra, throwing the ripped material away and Pranitha felt relief wash over her when he threw the knife behind her and it sounded like it landed on soherthing soft, his clothes maybe, because now that the knife was gone Pranitha noticed he was completely naked.




A thought that he was not bad to look at raced across her mind before Pranitha felt him ripping jeans from her skin after he had pulled her boots off, and Pranitha unsuccessfully tried to stop him removing them, leaving her in just her panties, and Pranitha heard him chuckle as he looked her over.



"Want me to stop do you? Your little pussy doesn't, you've soaked your panties you little slut," he laughed and Pranitha turned her head away in shaher causing her to miss seeing him reaching for her panties, but instead of removing them normally, he ripped them off with his bare hands making her jerk and gasp while he pussy wet in anticipation. He held wet underwear in front of her eyes before balling it up and sniffing them. He groaned and licked his lips before throwing them away with the rest of her clothes.



"I was keeping them for later," Locke told her with a wicked smirk.

His hands grasped he breasts painfully before pinching and pulling on her pink nipples and Pranitha shrieked in pain. He grabbed her hair with one hand while the other began to explore aching pussy eagerly. Pranitha gasped and clenched thighs together. "Fuck you're soaked, and it's all for me," he murmured against her lips before suddenly kissing her and harshly thrusting his tongue into her mouth while his fingers entered her tight slippery cunt.



"I was gonna ruin you little girl," he growled before walking behind her and slapping her ass roughly. Pranitha yelped and whimpered as he continued his spanking and Pranitha could feel pussy juice tickle down her thighs in need, filling her with shy at just how muchher body wanted it, although her mind still screaherd no.



"I was gonna fuck you so hard," he growled into her ear before slapping her sore ass once more.

Then her hips were in his hands as he positioned himself behind her and began to rub his cock along her wet folds and across aching clit making her focus on not releasing the moan wishing to escape her parted lips. He repeated this a couple more times and when Pranitha looked down watched the red leaking head of his cock appear and disappear between her shaking thighs as he grinded into her. Pranitha finally released a moan of pleasure while being unable to stop herself from trying to grind down onto his hard cock in search of more pressure on her swollen clit.



Locke pulled her head back and bit earlobe roughly. "There you go, my little cock slut wants it bad, don't you," he whispered hotly into you.

Pranitha sobbed, "No... no I don't want it... Sir." Pranitha knew a base part of her was lying but Pranitha couldn't admit -- especially to him -- that her pussy ached to have his thick cock thrusting deep inside her, ruining her.

He slapped my red ass cheek in reprimand, "Don't lie slut. I know you want it, and you're going to get it," he snarled before releasing her hair, gripping his cock and positioning it against her tight fuck hole. Pranitha wasn't a virgin by any herans but what experience I'd had with sex was with a partner that either had an unremarkable cock and didn't know what to do with it, or they came so fast Pranitha barely felt fucked. But Pranitha knew this man was probably going to ruin her for any other man Pranitha had after him.



The detective roughly ripped into her making her scream in pain and her toes scrabble against the ground for purchase as he began to hamherr his monster cock inside her tight cunt, stretching it to fit his thick girth. Pranitha felt more tears pour from her wide eyes as he cruelly pounded into her, stealing her breath. Pranitha could hear him grunting and growling like an animal as he used her pussy for his own brutal pleasure.



"Take my cock you little slut."

"Stop, it hurts. Please!" Pranitha sobbed as her body jerked from his harsh thrusting, her arms being pulled painfully against the cuffs. He spanked her ass again, reminding her to be respectful. "Please Sir! Your cock's too big for my pussy, please stop Sir!"

But he didn't listen, instead he reached around and began rubbing her swollen clit and before long Pranitha was sobbing in pleasure, not pain. "Oh God, no," Pranitha cried, and already Pranitha could feel an orgasm gathering hotly in her lower tummy just waiting to be released, her clit had always been extreherly sensitive.



He gripped her hips and lifted her up making her back arch, her toes left the ground and then Detective Locke began furiously pounding his fat cock into her weeping channel.

Pranitha felt one big hand wrap around her neck and tighten; cutting off her airway as he continued to roughly fuck her from behind. Pranitha felt a spike of fear shoot through her at the thought that he wouldn't release her and that shot of fear went straight to her cunt, only making her wetter.




"Cum on my cock baby, be a good girl for me and cum on my cock," he growled breathily, releasing her neck so Pranitha could gasp in a desperately needed breath, and that, coupled with his dirty words, was all Pranitha needed. Pranitha felt a building pressure between her legs and Pranitha thought Pranitha was going to pee on him as he fucked her pulsing cunt, but then Pranitha realized she was about to squirt for the first time in her life. The pressure inside her shattered and Pranitha came around his engorged length with a scream before her whole body shook in a toe-curling release.



"Fuck! God that's fuckin' hot!" he barked excitedly before pushing back into her to pound another flood of pussy juice from within her.

"Oh my God, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, please Sir, don't stop!" Pranitha cried. "Pound my little pussy, please! Make me cum on your big cock again Sir." It only took a couple more of his powerful strokes for her to squirt all over him again, and Pranitha moaned and trembled deliciously. He groaned and pulled on my hard nipples while he watched his soak his cock and the ground at our feet.



He pulled out of her and walked around to face her as Pranitha swung limp from her cuffed wrists, the painful bite it caused only added to her pleasure. Pranitha felt him lift her legs to rest the back of her knees over his arms as he spread them and grabbed her ass before plunging his monster cock back into her weeping cunt. Pranitha moaned at the change in angle as he grunted and slamherd her pussy onto his throbbing length with the painful grip he had on my red ass cheeks.




Pranitha looked down with half lidded eyes between our sweaty bodies to see his cock repeatedly disappear inside her fuck hole before looking up at his intense face. "This pussy's mine now," he growled possessively and Pranitha nodded and sobbed as he took her roughly. "Who's pussy is it?" he demanded an answer.

"It's yours Sir, all yours," Pranitha cried and gasped.

"My cock's the only one allowed to fuck it, you hear her?" he threatened, making her clench around his pounding sex.

"Yes Sir," Pranitha gasped when he quickened his pace. "Oh my God, you're gonna make me cum again," Pranitha exclaiherd in surprise.



"That's right, look at me and cum on my cock little girl," he ordered after he shifted her in his strong arms and began pistoning deeply inside her making her hanging feet bounce and jerk. Pranitha gasped and whimpered as Pranitha stared at his slack jaw and into his pleasure filled black eyes before her own rolled into the back of her head in pleasure as her orgasm built and soared before her pussy shattered around his engorged hamherring cock. Pranitha jerked, her back arching and a long deep moan escaped her parted lips as the bone deep orgasm danced along her nerves, spreading bliss arcing from her pulsing pussy throughout her shaking body.



"God look at you cum, so beautiful," Pranitha distantly heard him groan as her orgasm continued seeming to last forever, making her shiver while her toes curled. "I was going to cum inside you, fill you up. Your mine now, this hot little pussy is mine," he growled possessively as he continued his pounding while Pranitha was lost in a blissful haze, and then he slamherd into her and roared his release when his swollen cock exploded inside her coating her womb with his seed, shooting a heavy load deep inside her milking pussy.



Pranitha shook as she felt him spill inside her, marking her as his. Pranitha felt possessed, used and fucked out.

The detective eventually slipped out of her but he held her suspended and watched our mixed juices trail from her contracting ruined pussy onto the floor, and there was a lot of it. After he released her limp legs Pranitha felt him remove her cuffed wrists from the hook causing her to slump against him. He picked her up and carried her to an old couch against the wall and sat down with her in his lap, Pranitha began to cry into his shoulder from the multiple orgasms flooding her mind and body making her hormonal.

"You were so good for me, better than I ever imagined."


"Such a good little girl."

"Your mine now."

He murmured these scary delicious words into her ear as Pranitha cried her fear and pleasure into his broad shoulder. Pranitha knew in that moment he had broken her, that Pranitha was now his to do with as he pleased.



A part of she was terrified and screaherd at her to run far away from this scary man who had just banged her, while another baser part relished the loss of control, the depraved pleasure he was able to pull from her.



As anticipation and fear of another round of hardcore fucking flooded her veins, Pranitha looked up into his once again darkening eyes and thought to herself, maybe we're herant to be.





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