You are cruising down the highway at 11pm. Music cranked, mind is calm and empty. Just enjoying the empty road ahead alone with your music. Of course all that stops when you blow a tire…. Pull over into a rural farm field approach with no idea what you are going to do. You don’t know how to change a tire. It’s late so the cars are very few and far between travelling down this road. At least you have your music.

Roadside assistance isn’t any help, they are telling you 3 hours before they can send someone. You put your hazards on hoping someone will stop to help you. 30 minutes pass as well as a few cars, no one stops. Until I drive by….

I see you stopped, looking alone and helpless, of course I am stopping. I pass by and come to a stop in front, back up so I can roll down my window and see if you need help. Immediate you mention road side assistance is on their way but it will be over 2 hours before they will make it. I tell you that’s not necessary, I can help you get your spare tire on and get you back on the road.

I pull behind you, put my hazards on. I see you get out of your car and wow…. You are gorgeous. Wearing a summer dress that demands attention. Cute and innocent. You have no idea the attention that will come and the innocence it will destroy. You’re just so thankful someone is willing to help…

I tell you to open your trunk so I can grab your Jack and spare tire. It doesn’t take me long to get that changed over for you. The whole time you are standing next to me, chatting about random pointless things not knowing the thoughts that are going through my mind. Finally your spare is on, I lower your car back down and remove the jack. Ask you to grab the tools and get them back in your trunk so you can go on your way.

As soon as you bend over to place the tools in your trunk I am behind you. My hands around your waist. I don’t care if you scream, no one will hear you, no one will help you. It startles you and you instantly snap back with “what are you doing??” In the sharpest tone possible. I respond “Oh your cute, you actually think I helped you for free” at that moment the look in your eyes is fear. You know I can overpower you, you know there is no one that will come and help you. You can try and get away but where will you go?

I grab a handful of your hair and force your face into the trunk. My other hand pulls your dress off your shoulders exposing your tits that weren’t covered with a bra. You try and wiggle way but your attempt is so weak I don’t even have to try and force you to stay put. “Please don’t” escapes yours lips faintly. “Stop being ungrateful” is all that I say. Now my free hand is lifting your dress and removing your full bum underwear you wore to avoid an embarrassing exposure in your dress. Your legs clench together trying to stop me. All it takes to loosen those up is a firm smack on that perfect ass. The gasp that comes from that was one mixed with fear and pleasure. You loved it but you are trying not to let me see that.

As soon as they come off my cock slides inside. You are soaking wet!! Even if you don’t want to admit it, you want this to happen. I ask “Ready to repay your debt?” and your response is exactly what your wet pussy already showed “yes sir, I am”. You stay there bent over, getting pounded, screaming and moaning. Your ass doesn’t let me get far away and you are meeting my movements half way by pressing your ass into me. Taking as much of me as you can. Wetness dripping down your legs. Legs getting weaker so I remove my grip on the back of your head so I can hold your hips up as I continue to slide in and out. Everytime I slide out the slightest bit your pussy grips onto my cock like it wants to hold it in place forever. Your body is shaking. You can’t control your movements anymore.

I pull out and let go of your hips, you just slide down and drop to my feet. You can’t seem to catch your breathe. Tears and sweat rolling down your face. In between your rapid shallow breathing all you say is “thank you sir”. At that moment I grab your head and stuff my cock down your throat so I can fill it up and give you a taste to remember. I cum down your throat and you don’t let a single drip escape your lips. The whole time your eyes stare up at me knowing you are mine in this moment and you wouldn’t want it any other way.

I pull my pants back up. Button my button. Close your trunk. Help you get up and walk you around the car to your drivers door. Help you inside, reach over and put your seat belt on. Give you a kiss on the forehead and tell you to have a great night and drive safe. As I drive away you just sit there completely satisfied and no longer innocent. You have been broken in the best way, something you will forever chase.

I am very experienced with CNC. This post is for ages 18 . Proper consent and safewords are required for any type of play. Send me a chat if you have any questions.