Skai contacted me based on ads and success posts I made to r/cnc_connect and another subreddit. The scene described here was not our first CNC meetup, but it was our first scene that led to PIV intercourse. You can find writeups of our earlier scenes on my profile.

Skai had just started rehearsing for a role in a play being put on at a local community theater. One this particular day, her car needed repairs, so told me she would need to catch a rideshare to the theater. “Don’t worry about the ride home,” I told her. “I will arrange to have you picked up.” She and I had discussed a "Raped by the Uber Driver" scenes before, and this seemed like a perfect opportunity.

“How will I know which car to get into?”

“Brown Toyota RAV-4 with a lighted ‘LYFT’ sign in the corner of the windshield. 9pm at the side entrance of the theater”

We briefly went over her kinks, limits, and safewords (traffic light system). I told her I would see her soon.

I arrived at 8:45 and waited with my engine idling. I texted to let her know her ride had arrived. A few minutes later she exited the building and spotted my car. She walked across the dark parking lot and climbed into the back seat.

“Good evening,” I said, doing my best to emulate the cheerful-but-weary voice all rideshare drivers seem to have. “Still going to 554 Springwood Circle?”

“Yes…” she said in a small voice.

As we drove from the parking lot, I glanced into my rearview mirror. The glow of her phone screen illuminated her face as she scrolled through one app or another. With her attention on her phone, I could take her wherever I wanted.

I turned into an apartment complex that I had scouted out the day before. She glanced up looking puzzled as we pulled off the main road. “Where are we going?” she asked.

“My GPS always gives me the strangest routes,” I replied. She must have been satisfied with this answer. Her eyes went back down to her phone.

I pulled into a parking space, turned off the engine, and locked the doors. She looked up again. “Why are we st-” Before she could finish, I lunged into the back seat and put my hand over her mouth.

“Shut up,” I hissed at her. “Don’t look at me. Don’t make a sound. Do you hear me?” I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head back so her eyes were pointed at the ceiling. “There is only one way you are getting out of this car in one piece, and that’s if I get what I want from you.” I took my hand off her mouth.

“Please, no, just let me go, I-”

I slapped Skai hard across the face. She let out a frightened whimper.

“I said not to make a sound. Can you do that for me?” She quickly nodded.

I kept her restrained with one hand while I started pulling at her clothes with the other. I fumbled a bit in the darkness but I was able to get her leggings down around her knees and her shirt pulled up over her face. I sunk my teeth into her neck and slid my hand down inside the front of her panties.

“You’re a naughty girl, aren’t you? Soaking wet while being attacked in the back of a stranger’s car…”

"I’m not, I can’t help it, I-”

I slapped her again, silencing her again. I wiped my wet fingertips across her neck, then reached into the rear seat pocket and pulled out a pair of handcuffs, which I clicked in place on both her wrists.

“Remember. Not a sound.”

I reached down and pulled the lever that made the right rear seat fold flat. After it lowered, I dragged her into the rear compartment of the SUV. I buckled her wrists into the restraints I left attached to the cargo tie-downs, then folded down the left seat as she struggled in vain. Now we had plenty of room to play.

I grabbed her again by the hair. “Nobody knows where you are. Nobody knows who you are with. You are mine now and there is nothing you can do to change that.”

She let out a loud scream which I interrupted with a hard slap across her face. She looked shocked at first, then glared at me defiantly and took in a deep breath as if she was going to scream again, but when I raised my hand she squeezed her eyes shut and whimpered, “I’m sorry… I’m sorry”

"Good girl. You’re learning”

I forced my hand down inside her panties again. She was even wetter than before. I yanked her leggings the rest of the way off and pulled her panties down. She squeezed her legs together and tried to back away as I wiggled out of my pants, but there was nowhere for her to go.

I grabbed her by the ankles and pulled her so her petite body was laying flat, her arms spread wide. I pressed my body down on top of hers and breathed heavily against her ear.

“Keep being good for me. This will all be over soon.”

She moaned as I forced myself inside her. I rode her fast, rough, and hard, taking out every ounce of my frustration on her helpless body. Her cunt clenched and leaked down my shaft as I pounded her again and again.

“Look what a messy wet slut you turn into when you’re alone with a dirty old rapist,” I snarled into her ear. “I bet you want to cum, don’t you, skank?”

“N…no… Please, no….”

“Do it, bitch. Cum like the dirty little jizz rag you are.”

She held back with all the willpower she could muster - whimpering and moaning and occasionally managing to get out a “please” or a “no.” But it wasn’t enough to stop me.

I strained and I grunted. I locked my hips against hers, holding my cock as deep inside her quivering body as it would go. I came hard, and I didn’t pull out until she had taken every last drop.

As aftercare we cuddled, rehydrated, and chatted. Once we had both come down from the rush of the scene, we got dressed and climbed into the front seats. I drove her home and dropped her off. I didn’t tell her we would be doing it again soon, even though I had already decided we would.