With a grin he aligns his cock with your pussy, and pushes in hard. "Uhh" you grunt as he thrusts his entire length into you.
"You're so tight, . It would really be a shame to waste such a good pussy like yours" Ritter says to you. "Maybe I'll just tie you up and leave you for the crazies to find."
"Fuck you!" you spit out at him as he ruts in and out of your pussy.
"That's what you're doing, darling" he says, mocking you. You try hard to fight the feeling, but you did have some level of attraction toward Ritter from the start. Your body begins to betray you as your pussy grows wet and slick inside. Your hips start to thrust backward to meet his. "So you do like me after all?" He kisses the back of your neck. "Tell me you love me and I'll let you live" he says to you.
"I... Love you!" you gasp. "But I'll still kill you."
"Oh no you won't. You'll either end up pregnant with my baby, or you'll become the crazies' main squeeze, once they find you. You'll be too busy being ganged raped by them to worry about me, ."
The thought of becoming pregnant never crossed your mind until now. Your pussy tightens as his cock swells up inside you. He hits the top of your vulnerable womb with every thrust as your body responds more and more.
"Aaauuuggghhh!" you moan as he humps you. then he holds your hips as his cock releases its potent load deep inside you. Spurt after spurt fills your womb. Waves of pleasure wash over you as you gasp and cry out "AAAUUUGGGHHH!" over and over again as a huge orgasm electriies your entire body. You collapse onto the ground with Ritter on top of you, his slowly softening cock still buried inside you.
Ritter lays on top of you for a while, then gets up and pulls you to your knees by your hair. The front of your naked body is covered in sweaty dirt. He drags you over to a pole and ties you to it with the remains of your clothing. He stuffs your panties into your mouth and ties them in place with your bra. He ties your jeans around the pole and your waist, then redoes the belt around your arms, wrapping them around the pole.
Ritter smiles at you. "I'm sure someone will find you soon. See you around." He kisses you passionately, then turns to go. You watch him go as he walks down the street.
You find yourself growing tired, and you keep nodding off even though you are tied to the pole in a sitting position, arms and legs behind your back. It's quiet and peaceful as you fade into a fitful sleep.
Hours later, you're awakened by loud noises. It's dark as you look down the street. You can see dark shapes heading toward you. All you can do is hope it's not the crazies.
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