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I stood in front of the bathroom door waiting. Music blaring from local musicians playing the coffee shop’s local music showcase. Suddenly the lock pops and the door swings open as the woman I’ve had my eye on tries to leave. I put my hand over her mouth and push her in. Before she can react I grab her by the shoulders and twist her around. Her back against my chest, she only manages to get off a quick yelp before I clamp my hand over her mouth. My other arm around her shoulders pulling her against me.

For several tense seconds we silently lock eyes through the mirror on the far wall, the sound of the performers and excited audience goers drowning out any sound that could have made it outside the bathroom. As the shock of the situation wears off, her breathing grows erratic. She begins to figure out the situation she’s in. Her eyes widen as I press my throbbing erection against her ass.

I force her to the wall on our right, pinning her and her arms in place with my body weight. Keeping one hand on her mouth, I reach down and start undoing my belt. Muffled screams hum out as she squirms futilely, not strong enough to push us away from the wall.

Freeing my cock, I spit in my hand and lube myself up. I hike up the fabric of her dress, pressing it between us. Forcing her head to the left with my hand, her eyes meet with her reflection’s, and then they meet mine.

Her eyes well with tears as her muffled screams grow more frantic. I slowly push myself between her thighs, the top half of me rubbing against the thin fabric that protects her from me. I reach down and hook my finger through a hole in her panties.  I proceed to rip up the thin cotton until I’m holding a clump of fabric in my hand. Passing it over to my other hand, I quickly force it into her mouth as she gags and sobs.

I continue rubbing myself against the outside of her pussy. I can feel her trembling, little spasms, like small electric shocks every time my head touches her clit. Her terror peaks as I suddenly adjust myself, plunging deep inside her.

There is pain, not enough lubrication. She cries out into my hand, while I hiss at the sudden friction. The pain immediately falls away however, leaving only warmth and pleasure as I press deep within her. Her pussy clamps down as she strains against the sudden pain and violation. I calm my breathing as I try to avoid cumming.

After a few moments, slowly, I rock my hips. Feeling her body reacting to my movements. I increase the length of my stroke, making deeper plunges as she grows wet. Her eyes look on in shame and horror as her body betrays her.

Begining to properly fuck her, I reach up and wrap my hand around her neck. I choke her, then release when I feel her grow weak. I grope her breast hard enough to make her wince. I have complete control over her, but I want more. I want to WATCH her see what I’m doing to her.

Reaching down I pull my wallet from my pocket and place it over her mouth. I remove my belt, wrapping it around the wallet and her head. My improvisational gag works.

Using my new freedom I reach for her hands stuck between her and the wall. Pulling them back, I steer her to the counter and then push her down against it. I cross her wrists and take hold of them with one hand, and grab a fistful of hair with the other. I force her head up, confronting her with her own reflection. I want her to watch this, I want her to remember this.

I start fucking her again, rough, the sound a quick slapping echoing around us. The revelry outside making it impossible to hear any sounds coming from within the bathroom. I watch her expression change between anger, shame, and pain as we watch me rape her.

My head rolls back and a groan escapes me as I pump in and out of her, pushing in deep as feasible with every stroke. I look back down and our eyes meet. She’s staring at me with pitiful hate filled eyes, euphoria.

I quicken my pace, keeping my eyes locked with hers as my orgasm draws near. Muffled pleas and grunts filter out her gagged mouth.  As if lightning struck, the world goes white and my knees grow weak as I shoot load after load deep into her womb. She shakes, racked by wave after wave of unwanted pleasure from an involuntary orgasm.

Cum is already leaking as I pull out, a trail of white rolling down her leg. Taking benefit of her weakness I unlock the door and peak outside, the bathroom is next to the back entrance where the bands come through. It’s currently 30 minutes past midnight with the last band set to finish up at 1. That means a clear path outside, and a clear path to the trunk of my car.

NSFW: yes

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