Trapped Sex Stories Novels & Stories

I can still remember how it started, I was running away from some men who are all wearing black attire, chasing me. I think I just really encountered the wrong people, maybe they're one of those men of a notorious mafia boss'. They're chasing and aiming to kill me after l failed to pay them. My life is in danger, and it lead me into a mysterious man whom I bumped into and offered me to be his sex slave, in exchange of saving me from death and promised me that he'll protect my life.

It comes out in ropes, seeming never-ending as it fills me up to the brim, before it overflows, dripping down my thighs. We stay there for a long moment, both of us breathing heavily. I told him that I trusted him. Was that something I just blurted out in the middle of sex or did I really mean it? He pulls out of me, making all his cream come spilling down my inner thighs. And then he spins me around, and leans down to give me a kiss. I meet him halfway, parting my lips to let his tongue meet mine. Our lips mold together, till we become one. I think I meant it.

He looked like he needed it. I kissed the tip of my finger and slid it over his lips. It twitched under my fingers and I pulled away, feeling the burn from our touch travelling up my arm. I had so many questions I wanted to ask him. But I knew I would not have the opportunity to hear the answers. ‘This is comfort sex. A one-night stand. It’s not meant to last, Riva,’ I reminded myself. ‘But it could be a start to something!’ another part of me protested.

I am trapped by my own worlds and thoughts and it is so hard to break free as I was being trapped in a literal way. Once again, I am trapped into the unknown.

"I tried to comfort him and I offered to take him home. He didn't quit going to the club and we would always meet there, he told me a lot about himself and I started to find him interesting..." "...The day I found out I didn't get into college, I just wanted to drink my sorrow away and I urged him to drink with me. We both got drunk and ended up having sex" "The next morning, he confessed his feelings for the and he also told me about what they did to you. I didn't let him explain I just left his place in annoyance. The point is why didn't he tell me earlier? Why wait till I finally fell for for him before speaking up? It felt like I betrayed you Claire. Why would I fall in with your rapist?

They continued walking and Greg dragged her into who-the-heck knows where! But wait... what did that man just say? Besides her, Greg also used to bring other women into this place? For what purposes? Kidnapping them just like he's doing now to her? Human trafficking? Maybe he is planning to trade her for the sake of billions of money? Does he rape them? Is he a rapist? Those thoughts scared her to the bones! "Women came here willingly for pleasure, always throwing themselves to me. I don't have to force them. They were the ones dying to be with me and in my bed," he immediately spoke as if he had read what was exactly on her mind.

David Pov I sit up, and that's when I see my torn shirt on the floor, and clothes scattered everywhere. The memories come crashing down. The heat, the shame, the desperate moans. My eyes widen in a silent scream. I look down, and my dick is already hard, a betrayal of my disgusted mind. Fuck. I scrambled for my jeans, putting it on and it all came rushing back: the knock on the door, the boy with the wild eyes, the taste of his mouth. It was a mistake.

“Don't stop. Make me cum again.” He does, starts banging me hard. I come so intense I see stars, biting his shoulder to muffle the scream. He ejaculates after I do, calling my name, pumping deep and staying there as we're shaking together. We remained that way, sweaty and wasted, laughing in disbelief at what we’d just done. “Next trip,” he whispered, kissing my neck, “we’re booking the same room.” I didn’t even pretend to say no. Till this day, it remains one of the hottest nights of my life. The thrill of almost being caught? Addictive.

I could feel his eyes on me the entire way, the shame only making me wetter. When I reached his room, he led me to a hidden door I hadn’t noticed before. And my jaw almost dropped as I looked around. It was practically a sex play room. The walls were lined with toys; vibrators of every size, clamps, whips, cuffs, plugs of every size. I stared in shock at the sheer number of them. Sameal handed me a ball gag and a blindfold. “Put them on.” I nodded obeying without a single thought. He lifted me off the floor and positioned me on a padded bench.

She even forgot about her flat stomach. “Saka what are you doing?” Aruna approached. “Don’t come any closer.” Saka backed away in disgust. “Keep a safe distance. I don’t want to be near a corpse like you.” Aruna put her hands together. “I’m sorry. I just made a mistake. I had sex with him because you never touched me.” Saka yawned lazily. “Where is your fetus? Can it be born that quickly. Even just disappear without giving birth?”