Maggie’s Wet Dreams Ch. 8.2

I watched as he pulled out a strange looking flexible penis from his bag and immediately started freaking out.

“Please, don’t, I’m a vir,” the gun was waved in front of my face again as if saying, shut the fuck up, I don’t care.

Then he put the barrel towards the entrance of my pussy and slowly pushed the tip inside of me, it was so cold and frightening, I wasn’t sure if my pussy was trying to grip it out of shock or trying to expel it the best that it could. I felt him tease my lips with his fingers as I fought back the urge to moan, I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of knowing he was possibly pleasuring me. But pleasure quickly turned to pain as he gripped, my poor sensitive clit between his thumb and finger and pinched it.

He pinched and pulled making me nearly screamed from the pain, but before anything could come out, he shoved something into my mouth. It was like a small, soft penis in my mouth and everything in me wanted to spit it out, but the base started to inflate and it was pushed in deeper that the base was being held in by my teeth and whenever I tried to talk, the tip felt close enough to tickle the back of my throat and I worried about throwing up and choking to death.

I took a moment to calm down, my tongue couldn’t help by trace along it, trying to figure out what was in my mouth. Weird how tongues work that way, always going for whatever is in your mouth whether you want it to or not. Anyways, it felt soft, smooth with veins, almost how I would have imagined a real cock feeling in my mouth. That’s when the gun was removed and I waited for the inevitable I could no longer fight. The tip pressed against my virgin hole, I didn’t think in all my life, I would be losing my virginity to a dildo, tied to my teacher’s desk by a complete stranger. I mean who would?

In the tip went, my pussy tightening trying to keep the invader out, but it was really a losing battle. He would start rubbing my clit and all the energy I had seem to vanish and my pussy went from keeping it out to welcoming it in. A tear ran down my face as I felt it break my poor, defenseless hymen and thoughts of losing it in some romantic way were like fleeting dreams in the back of my mind. When the pain finally subsided, I felt completely full, I didn’t know how most women could put such a large thing inside of them and with a few pumps this one started to inflate as well and before too long it was stuck inside of me as well.

I had never had anything inside of me before other than a finger, so I couldn’t imagine what it could have looked like, but I knew how it felt. It was hitting places inside of me I didn’t even knew existed and felt fortunate that it didn’t actually move or do anything. At this point I wasn’t sure what the point of this all was, humiliation? Embarrassment? Did he hope to expose me or make me look like some kind of slut? Oh god, the thought of being found like this almost gave me a panic attack, a bunch of strangers, my teacher or students catching me like this would have been devastating.

That’s when I heard him start rumbling in his bag and I couldn’t imagine what more he could be taking out or doing to me. I got a glimpse of it as he put some lotion looking stuff on it, it was a weird egg-shaped device with a base and it split down the middle. There was no way he was getting that inside of me with the cock he already put up there, but my question was quickly answered when he felt it start to push against my virgin asshole. I thought my hymen being ripped hurt, this was like a constant burning as it was slowly pushed in me, feeling my tiny asshole spread to allow it entrance and once I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, the rest just slipped right in and I felt it open inside of me.

Why was he doing this, I looked up with teared filled eyes but I didn’t feel any mercy from him at all, he knew what he was doing and nothing was going to stop him. He pulled out some tubes and wires which got me even more confused and concerned. Little bits of pressure on the devices in my mouth, pussy and ass, sounds of clicking and connections. When he finally hovered over me to adjust something, I was able to get a look at his face and for the first time our eyes met, and I had no idea who he was.

I looked at him pleadingly, trying to make some kind of noise to just please let me go and that he had the wrong person, but with the gag in my mouth nothing came out and the look from my eyes just made his eyes grow with anger and he pulled out a blindfold and put it over my face so he wouldn’t have to see my eyes again.

My head was lifted and something was placed behind my head and then my head was released hitting a button. I could tell by the way it pressed down when the back of my head put pressure on it and the sound it made when pressed, in my head all I could imagine was a big red button which just left me with more questions.

“Don’t make a fucking sound till I leave,” were the last words I heard before the sound of the door shutting.