Help me; I broke apart my insides.
Help me; I've got no soul to sell.
Help me; the only thing that works for me
Help me get away from myself.

Nervously, I chewed on my bottom lip and tugged at my skirt. His hand stilled my own with a tight grip. His movement scared me, and I looked at him fear. There was a hint of a smile, or a maniac smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. His eyes void of any emotion but lust. Swallowing hard, I turned to look at the citylights rushing us by. 

Whenever I went out dancing, I always left my phone at home. Dancing was a release for me. I never drove to the clubs. Why? Simple, I was going to drink. Drink and dance the night away. Drink and dance all thoughts away. But, in this very moment, as my mind climbed out of this haze, I realize how stupid I’d always been. 

I need to think about survival. I have no clue where he was taking me. I hadn’t been paying attention to street names. Oh gosh, maybe he’ll let me go. Why me? What did I do to him? Oh fuck me, I said no. Shit. Fuck. Dammit. Well, maybe if I… 

“I’m sorry” I heard my voice break. My hands twisted in my lap nervously. I saw his head turn towards me slightly in the corner of my eye before he chuckled. It was a frigid and diabolical chuckle. 

“Oh honey, you don’t know how to be sorry. But, I’ll teach you. I’ll teach you to be a good little girl,” he hissed with a smirk as his hand ran up from my thigh over my stomach, squeezing my breasts, slipping around my neck, and roughly yanking me towards him. 

“Hey! What are you…” I began my protest but I quickly hushed. His fingers dug into my jaw as he held my chin roughly. Face-to-face, I couldn’t help myself but think he was beautiful. 

“Shut the fuck up! You’re going to use that smart little mouth of yours, and you’re going to make me feel damn good. Is that understood?” he growled. The car was stopped at a traffic light, and my body was slumped over the center console. His grip was so tight that I could not move my mouth to reply. 

I shook my head trying to loosen his grip, but he would not budge. If anything, I felt the bruising begin to form beneath his fingers. 

“Unzip me, now,” he growled giving my chin a harsh jerk. I felt tears begin to form behind my eyes, and I squeezed them shut. When I failed to move, he jerked my chin harsher and I could feel his breath on my lips. 

“Do it, bitch.” Reaching out trembling hands, I felt around for his jean’s zipper. My hands brushed against his erection, and a groan rumbled in his chest. Keeping my eyes shut, I managed to unbutton and unzip his jeans. Tears were pouring down my cheeks when I felt him wrap a hand around the back of my head and push me down. The tip of his dick hit my cheek, and a sob escaped my trembling lips. He maneuvered my head around until the swollen head pressed against my firm lips. 

“Please don’t do this,” I begged in a last attempt to get him to let go. Instead, he took the advantage to shove his cock into my mouth. I couldn’t help but gag. Usually, I preferred to give than receive, but this was different. I didn’t know him. I didn’t want to know him. 

I laid across the console rigid. He commanded that I bop my head, but I refused. 

“Bitch! You will suck my dick and you will love it,” came his angry yell. He’d pulled off the side of the road, lifted my head, and back slapped me. 

“You sick motherfucker,” I gasped holding my stinging cheek. Never ever in my life had I been hit. I knew there was a rage burning in my eyes now. Yes, I am still terrified of him, but now I am pissed. 

“Good, now you know, so suck my fucking dick,” he spat shoving my face back down to his lap. His hand held my head firmly bopping up and down on his dick. If I were in any situation, I’d be so turned on having such a hard, long, and thick dick in my mouth. 

Having a man’s dick in my hand, or mouth, is just amazing. 

But, dammit, I could’ve bit his dick off in this moment if I had anywhere to run. I could feel the car moving again, so I knew we were back on the road. This man, whoever the fuck he is, has incredible rhythm. He managed to safely drive, hold my head, rhythmically thrusts his hips upwards shoving his dick further into my throat, and occasionally slap my ass, which was up in the air on the passenger side.  

“Yeah, just like that, oh fuck, yeah, suck my dick,” his groans and moans reached my ears. The fact that he was getting such a pleasure out of this almost made me nauseous. But, I wasn’t. Yes, I was pissed. I was embarrassed. I was ashamed. But, fuck me, I could feel my body’s true reaction between my legs. I could not believe myself. This motherfucker was turning me on. Dammit. 

“Put some tongue into bitch,” came his hoarse command before I felt the sting on my ass. A surprised scream escaped me, and he laughed. The motherfucker laughed at me. He continued to spank my ass with one hand and held my head down with the other. Lord, I prayed he’d stopped driving now. I did not want to die with this sick fuck’s dick in my mouth. 

Daring to sneak out my tongue, I wrapped it around the head of his dick. I felt him physically shudder in response. His grip on my head loosened, as well. Well fuck me, if all I have to do is follow directions maybe he’ll let me go. I couldn’t help but smirk slightly as the thought entered my mine. 

Grabbing a hold of his dick, I began a slow pumping motion. In response, he gathered my hair into his hands and pulled my face up to level with his. He grabbed my thigh and swung me onto his lap. My back pushed up against the steering wheel, and my hand gripping his dick between us two. 

“I’m going to break apart your insides…that’s a promise,” he mumbled. I felt a chill run down my spine. Good or bad chill, I don’t know.

“That’s it mama, make daddy cum. Come on, faster,” his head slumped back as I picked up the pace. Allowing myself a peak, my rhythm faltered seeing his size. Fuck, he was huge. Long, thick, and an angry purple color. Instantly, my mouth watered and I slumped back forward between our bodies. My mouth sought his dick, and succeeded in finding it. 

His groans grew in volume and roughness. I could feel the rumble through his chest. He was closed, and maybe, I too was closer to him letting me go. His fingernails dug at my thighs and then my exposed back. His hands reached to move my hair out of the way, and I knew that he was watching his dick, glistening with spit, go in and out of my mouth. 

“Closer, please. Clo-ser…” came his quiet yet stern command. His hips’ pace grew more frantic. The angry, swollen head of his dick slammed harder and quicker against the back of my throat. I allowed myself a soft groan, and the vibration caused him to jerk. His entire body jerk beneath me, and his dick grew harder. 

“Don’t you fucking dare spill any of it,” he hissed through gritted teeth before I felt a hot splash hit my throat. Afraid of him, I made sure to take it all. And, fuck me, he was like a fucking geyser. Now, I knew how my pussy had felt not too long ago when he spilled into it, too. 

After a few moments of continuing my suction, his dick left my mouth with a satisfying pop. 

“What the fuck? Do you ever go soft?” my mouth betrayed me as I saw that he was still as hard as before. Without blinking, a felt a second slap across my face. 

“It’ll be your job tonight to try to make me go soft, mama,” his hot breath fanned across my ear as he held my throat roughly in one hand. He wasn’t going to let me go. Oh my god, he was never going to let me go. My eyes frantically searched my surroundings. All I could see were locked gates at the bottom of a darkened driveway. There was nowhere to go. Where the fuck was I? 

“Please let me go,” I whimpered as he pulled me from the car. I stumbled on shaky legs. 

“NO!” he growled as a third back-hand slapped graced my face. I stumbled from the impact and my body slammed against the hood of the car. I felt him press up behind me. His hands smoothed over my disheveled hair, my bruised shoulders, my scratched back, and down to my tender thighs. I felt them begin to crawl between my legs once more, and I could not stop the flow of tears that resumed. His lips, tongue circled my ear before I heard his disgustingly speak into the silenced night. 

“Oh nice, bent over already…”