Abandoned building.

Somehow I got a side job as a taxi driver, and this was my third and last working day in this field. An order lit up on the tablet monitor to pick up a client from the specified address, and soon I was driving him to his destination. The guy named the address of the place he needed to get to; this address was unfamiliar to me, but he gave me directions as we moved. It was a summer evening outside, but it was still light and warm. I was wearing shorts, a tank top, and flip-flops. Our journey took about twenty minutes, and we arrived at the territory of some abandoned building.

— Excuse me, are you sure this is the right place? This is a non-residential area.

— Yes, I

need to be here, just like you – he said it somewhat strangely.

— Umm… Okay. Then your payment, and I'll be on my way.

— How much do I owe?

I started pressing on the tablet to calculate our route, and then the trip fare lit up. I pointed at the screen for him.

— What's your name, girl?

— Why do you need my name?

— I want to know.

— It's not necessary. I'm sorry, but I need to go.

The guy nodded his head, reached into his pocket, and pulled out a knife. I froze in horror. Why does he need it… What is he going to do with it…

— See the knife? Do you know what you can do with it?

— I'd rather not find out.

— Then get out of the car.

I thought he wanted to rob me, take the money or the car, or maybe both. What to do… What to do…

— Do you need money?

— Just get out of the car nicely – he demonstrated his knife in front of my face.

He got out of the car, walked around it, and opened my door. I slowly got out, and he slammed the door behind me. I expected him to get in the car and drive away, but he did nothing of the sort.

— What do you want?

— Let's go for a walk with you to the building.

— Why? What for?

— Don't ask questions, just walk.

I stood rooted to the spot, nervously fiddling with the hem of my tank top with my hands, my palms sweating from anxiety. The guy got tired of waiting for me, he came up from behind, grabbed me by the neck, and pressed the knife against my side, my back. I almost went numb with horror, grabbing his hands on my neck with my own.

— Let's go, I said!

I slowly started walking towards the building entrance, he kept me under the control of the knife the whole time. He led me into some empty, half-destroyed room and stepped back a little from me.

— What do you want from me? Please, tell me.

— Get undressed.

— What?! – my eyes widened in surprise – Are you serious?

— Does it look like I'm joking? And I advise you not to delay.

I backed away from him, and he walked towards me, piercing me with his stern gaze. I was stopped by the wall, which I pressed my back against, there was nowhere to retreat. He caught up with me, grabbed my hair from behind, and pressed the knife's edge against my throat.

— Don't piss me off. Get undressed quickly.

Fear stuck in my throat like a lump, my breath caught, tears welled up in my eyes. While the knife was at my throat, I was afraid to move my head.

— Take off your shorts to start.

I slowly began to unbutton and unzip my denim shorts, and he watched my eyes during this time, moving the knife near my face and neck. When the shorts were unbuttoned, he began to lower his knife down my neck, over my chest, over my stomach to the shorts. He pulled my shorts down to my feet, after which I was left wearing only black lace panties below. Then he stood at the level of my face, stared intently into my eyes, slightly pulled my tank top, slipped the knife under it, and with a sharp movement cut it lengthwise from the inside. From fright, I screamed and covered my face with my hands.

— Shhhhh… Quiet. Don't scream. No one will hear you anyway.

— Please, I beg you, let me go. Take whatever you want and leave.

— That's what I'm taking, what I want, at the moment. And I want you.

— I beg you, put the knife away. I'm very scared.

— And will you be an obedient girl?

— Okay, I'll do everything you say. Just put it far away.

The guy thought for a moment, tossed the knife aside on the floor, and came up to me, tore my tank top the rest of the way and threw its tatters away. I stood before him in my underwear and flip-flops. He ran his finger over my lips and began to kiss them greedily, penetrating my mouth with his tongue. I squeezed my eyes shut and endured his actions. My lips were tormented by his kiss for a long time, then he stopped and began to take off his pants and underwear, exposing his already erect, large cock.

— Take care of it. Suck it.

— Please, no need. I don't want to.

— Take care of it yourself, or I'll tear your mouth with it myself.

An idea arose in my head that I might have a chance to escape, I just needed to play along with him.

— I can't avoid the consequences anyway. Then I want to do everything myself, as I know how. Will you let me?

— Do you even know how?

— Hm… You offend me. I'll show you what I'm capable of. Just sit on the windowsill, close your eyes, and relax.

— No, hold on, I want to see everything. I want to see how your dirty little mouth will caress my balls.

— But you want to get pleasure from my mouth, right? Then trust me. You'll reeeally like it – I said all this in a languid voice with a gasp, to arouse him and throw him off.

— Just try to scream, then your mouth will be torn by the knife sooner than by my cock.

He grabbed me hard by the throat and forced me to my knees on the floor, then brought his cock to my mouth and ordered me to suck, threatening with the knife in front of my face. I had no choice but to follow all his orders. I opened my mouth, and his cock filled it completely. It couldn't fit entirely, but he tried to do it as deep and fast as possible. I gagged on it, tears ran from my eyes. And the guy even mocked me… He squeezed my throat with his hands and pressed my head against the wall with his cock as much as possible, shoving it deeper. Then he pulled away, let me catch my breath, and repeated it again several times. He loved it insanely, he smiled and growled with pleasure. His cock was completely covered in my saliva, he pulled it out of my mouth and wiped it on my face.

— Oooh, fuck, you have a great mouth. Open it wider.

I didn't obey, then he pressed on my cheekbones, thereby opening my mouth, pulled my head back by the hair, leaned towards me, and spat copiously into my mouth with his saliva. Then he shoved his cock into my mouth again and made a few thrusts.

— Mmm… Bitch, I don't want to cum ahead of time, but your mouth is just asking for it.

After making a couple more movements in my mouth, he started cumming right into it. I couldn't handle the flow of his cum, and it leaked from the corners of my lips onto my neck and chest. He let go of me, stepped back a little, and I began to back away along the wall away from him.

— Stop! Where are you going? Think I'm done with you? Nooo, sweetie. This is just the beginning. I really liked your mouth. I need a couple of minutes to recover, and during that time I want to taste you.

He came up to me and took off my bra, throwing it on the floor, began to knead and kiss my breasts. He bit my nipples and pinched them with his fingers until it hurt. I cried out and asked him to stop, but he paid no attention. He also took off my panties and tossed them aside. Pressing me with my back against the wall, he lifted one of my legs in his hand, stroking my smooth pussy with his other hand. Then he stood up, led me to the windowsill, turned my back to him, and sharply bent me over, putting me on all fours. His strong hands gave me no chance to resist; they dominated my body. He squatted down to my ass and sharply buried his lips in my pussy. I didn't understand what was happening, how to react to it. He greedily ran his tongue over my crotch, flooding it all with his saliva. His tongue moved from one hole to the other, drawing the infinity sign, then penetrated inside my ass and pussy with it. It was unbearable… Unbearably pleasant. My legs began to tremble, and my body tensed. He realized I was aroused, began to spank me alternately on both buttocks and continued to lick. A couple more movements of his tongue and my body began to shake in convulsions from an orgasm. Involuntarily, moans also came from my mouth, I couldn't control myself. While my body was still pierced by the orgasm, he quickly entered me with his hard cock, making me moan louder. Not much time had passed from one wave of pleasure when I was hit by a second. I couldn't control my body; it thrashed in convulsions. After a couple of sharp thrusts of his cock, I started to squirt. He pulled his cock out of me and began to quickly tease my clit with his palm until all the fluid came out. Then he inserted his cock into my pussy again and continued to fuck me quickly, placing one of his feet on the windowsill and wrapping both hands around my throat. I grew hoarse from moans and screams but continued to make them. The guy also moaned and growled with pleasure, breathing heavily. I began to feel his cock pulsate inside me and hurried to pull it out of me. I sat on my knees and opened my mouth. He began to finish all his contents onto my lips and into my mouth.

— Oooh, yes, baby. Mmm… Take it all, bitch, to the last drop.

I swallowed everything and licked my lips, piercing him with a lustful look. We silently got dressed and looked at each other.

— Can I go now?

— Yes, now you are free.

I headed towards the building exit, reached the car, and opened the door. Suddenly, someone grabbed my arm; it was him.

— Wait. I wanted to say thank you. You are magnificent.

I had nothing to say to that. I just nodded my head and drove away.