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The zipper smoothly operated and she felt the pants being tugged over her hips, down past her thighs and over her knees. She tried kicking backwards but her efforts were hampered by the pants that were around her ankles, and no matter what she did she just couldn't seem to make any contact between her boots and his legs. Unexpectedly his hands moved, as quick as before, one grabbing her auburn curly hair, the other the belt on her wrists, one pushing one pulling, again she tasted blood, this time from her top lip as her teeth bit into it as her face hit the table. A small whimper escaped before she could stop it, the hand in her hair released it's hold, but the upward pressure on her wrists kept her firmly pressed into the wood. An exploring hand was moving over her soft, curving buttocks, stroking the firm flesh of her ass, over the small of her back and down to the waistband of the white thong, the flimsy fabric ripped easily, leaving her exposed to his eyes, hands, anything.
She tried pressing her thighs together to stop his invading fingers, but the hand pressed into her ass was agitating and massaging and it felt so good, she didn't want it to and she hated herself for feeling like that. Her pubic bone was crushed against the edge of the table, the pressure and motion from behind was rubbing her clit between the bone and the table. For the first time her eyes closed, but not with pain, she could feel her body becoming more and more aroused, probing fingers had found her outer lips, toying with them, pulling and pinching, she found herself pushing down onto them, wanting to feel the coarseness of the leather on her tenderest of parts. First one finger slipped inside her pushing through the fine pubic hair around her entrance, sliding easily into her damp hole, again she pushed into his hand wanting the finger to move deeper. Another finger joined the first thrilling her with its thrust, both fingers moving back and forth, the leather scraping her vaginal walls but eased by the lubrication she was generating. She could feel the hand holding her wrists loose its grip and move to the strangers groin, the fingers inside her disappeared, a brief moment of disappointment as they were removed, overtaken by a sudden, stretching, stabbing sensation as her pussy became full of hard, hot, throbbing flesh.
She groaned, this time not bothering to hold it back, the stranger was pushing deeper into her setting up a thrusting, violent rhythm, she could sense her own tide of orgasm starting to build, small ripples at first, gentle spasms in her inner muscles, the pressure on her clitoris contributing to the sensations. The danger in the situation, being used like this in a public place, heightened her passion, each nerve ending on fire as she was driven towards climax by the pounding in her head and pussy. Suddenly it was upon her, a massive rush of emotions, physical gratification as her vaginal muscles gripped and tightened on the source of her pleasure, a blinding light behind her eyes as she orgasmed, her knees collapsing and her clit crushed against the table edge.
As the waves subsided the stranger started to pull out of her, leaving a moist void inside her, puzzled that he hadn't finished inside her she started to rise from the table, her puzzlement changed to despair as she felt him enter her again, but this time not in her wet, inviting pussy he was now forcing himself into her ass. She clenched her cheeks tightly closed, "Not this" she thought, "it's unnatural, he can't". But the pain of his cock driving into her confirmed that he could and he would. Her butt cheeks were hard as she
fought to stop the violation that he seemed intent on, SMACK, SLAP, two blows across her bum in quick succession shocked her so that her grip relented, then he was in his full length, her ass burned red where the blows had fallen. His balls were bouncing against her swollen pussy lips as he ground himself against her, inside her his cock was starting to swell and pulse as his semen started to accelerate up his shaft, his thrusting became more urgent and rapid as he neared his ejaculation, with one final shove he exploded
into her, pushing his jerking penis as far up her ass as it would go, hot sticky cum propelled into her cavity, two or three more thrusts as he made sure every last drop of his jism would stay in her. Pulling out roughly, he buttoned his jeans and undid the belt from her wrists. A final push on her back sending her on to her face on the table, the stranger turned and walked from her not even leaving her the dignity of covering her nakedness. As she heard him go she closed her eyes rested her head on the table and sobbed.
"Excuse me are you OK?" A voice startled her, opening her eyes, it was the barman, still behind the bar, a look of concern on his face, instinctively she tried to cover herself with her hands, but she was dressed and in the corner booth, a sense of relief swept over her, a dream, a nightmare, she must have dozed off. Before she could answer the barman, a stranger strode up to the bar, a black polished boot rested on the bar rail, a tune started on the juke box, she stared at the back of the man's head, then noticed green eyes watching her in the mirror. The only thought that was in her mind was "I hope asks me to dance!"