The Escaped Prisoner Fantasy

"Take off the jersey" Barry said. Millie had no choice but to comply and lifted the top over her head letting it fall to the floor beside her, giving Barry a look at her beautiful figure. Her breasts were tight against the white singlet and she could feel her nipples poking against them. She felt a strange tingling inside of her as she watched Barry ogle her. He was rubbing his visible erection through the slacks. Millie hoped he'd cum soon and would want nothing more from her. This was extremely optimistic.

Barry's mind was going wild at the sight of Millie in her small shorts and tight top. He could almost see her ass as each cheek filled out her shorts perfectly and the material cosily snug in her crack, not leaving much to the imagination. The singlet had a similar effect on her upper body. Barry could see the faint outline of her femininely defined stomach muscles through the white material and her rounded breasts were stretched against the singlet, displaying a bit of cleavage and two faint brown circles at the centre of them. This innocent woman showing her private wild side. Now her moves extenuated her pert breasts and tight ass. Her hands drifted along her breasts, heaving them around and she teased by running her hands inside the waistband of her shorts and hem of her top as if gesturing to remove these items. She was moving her body more liberally now.

Millie couldn't help but feel a little excited despite the situation. She felt sexy moving around, teasing Barry and was becoming easier with him. She tried to shut these disturbing feelings out and concentrate on the task at hand.

"Do you do this for your husband?" Barry asked excitedly as he watched Millie provocatively sway her ass in front of him. He imagined that thing doing the same action but with his meaty cock buried in it.

Millie sensed the familiar feeling of shame. The truth was that she had never put on this sort of show for her husband. Despite her enjoyment of sex and relatively outgoing nature she felt too vulnerable doing this sort of thing.

"No" Millie replied plainly.

"Ha, poor guy, you're very good at this."

"Thanks." The music stopped but she continued dancing in silence.

"So why are you doing this for me? Am I more special than hubby?"

Millie hated Barry for probing her with these sorts of intimate questions and needed to neutralise them now. Instead of answering Millie came close to Barry, pushed his legs apart with hers and began swaying directly over his body. The situation was so hot it took Barry a second to remember to keep the knife close and his hand slightly moved to it in his slacks just in case. His other hand began caressing the soft, smooth skin of her legs that was available.

Millie's heart was racing. She progressed with this perverted scenario, allowing herself to seduce Barry in order to take the knife off him. Barry's hand was now on one side of her waist, following its erotic movements, and she could feel two of his fingers searching to get inside her top. She took a deep breath and placed her knees either side of his waist on the armchair and began gyrating herself just above his cock, making sure not to touch the horrible object. Her breasts were close to his face and she could feel his hot musky breath on them. Millie could feel the knife through the pocket of the slacks against her leg and knew she was close to her goal.

Barry's horniness was insane and Millie could almost taste his lust for her. Suddenly, she felt a hand slip inside the back of her shorts and run over her ass.

"Mmmm" Barry groaned in delight, kneading the delicate flesh. Millie almost jolted off his lap at this sudden assault. However, things quickly escalated when Barry's hand, still groping Millie's ass pulled her down so her vagina was pressing against his hard cock. Millie momentarily stopped as she felt her most intimate region against Barry's own, separated by only the material of their bottoms. She could feel a tingling sensation in her sex as Barry's penis throbbed against it.

"Why have you stopped dancing? Are you surprised by my big cock?" Barry questioned.

"Sorry. Yes, very surprised, it's huge" Millie responded, forcibly rubbing herself along his penis as the only dance move she could think of in this position. There was no point in lying about its size. It was clearly larger than David's and much firmer. As she slid along his penis she could feel it part her vagina lips and it pressed against her now exposed clitoris. As a result, Millie could feel her body beginning to betray itself. The sensations were sexually intoxicating and it was messing with her morality. She wanted to stop but had to keep going, all for the prize of getting that knife!

"Does that feel good baby?" Barry said as if realising Millie's awakened arousal.

Again, no point in lying thought Millie. "Uh-huh. Your dick is pushing right into my clit, it feels amazing." This lustful talk drove Barry crazy. "Your ass is incredible and I can feel the trace of your hot pussy on my thick cock. You're so damn hot, I want to take you right now!" Barry said.

Barry's words were having an odd, drunk like effect on Millie, but she couldn't let him have intercourse her. "Ooo soon, but this feels sooo good for me!" She said as she threw her long hair back and placed her hands around his neck to use his body as a pillar to pull herself closer into him. Despite her open sexual advances on Barry he was still closely guarding the knife. She had to do better.

"I love how you're using your hand on my ass to sink me harder into your dick, but it would be sooo much better with more force. So get that other hand of yours, slip it into my shorts, squeeze my soft ass and drive my hot pussy into your huge dick!"

That should do it thought Millie. Those words made her feel so disgusting yet somehow aroused and they were clearly having the desired effect on Barry. He was basically panting and leaned up and passionately kissed her. Millie reluctantly responded whilst guiding his other hand into her shorts. Finally! The knife was exposed and Barry's hands were trapped in her shorts. Millie released the kiss, sexily throwing her hair back again and releasing one hand from his neck and letting it run down her breast and fall by his side by the knife.

"You love this, don't you?!" Barry said.

"Oh I doooo!" Millie replied moving her hand closer to the knife, just feeling its hilt.

"You're a dirty hot wife! My dirty hot wife."

"Uh-uh..." Millie moaned. She could feel her body betraying itself further and she was growing wetter and hotter as the words combined with the force of Barry's hands compelling pleasure from the dry hump.

"Say it!"

"I'm your dirty hot wife!" She was inching at blade but the task was made harder as she grew more drunk with arousal. She couldn't help herself openly moaning and this was dangerous and needed to lock it down before Barry took it as a sign to ravish her. Meanwhile, she could feel a moist patch forming where the shorts material meekly separated physical contact of their sexual organs.

"And you really want me to fill you up with my bad, huge cock!"

"I want you to fill me up with your bad huge cock!" She almost had the knife in her hand.

"Yeah, you desperately need me to fuck your married pussy!!"

"Yes! Yes! Please I need you to fuck my married pussy!" And just as Millie was about to grab the knife Barry could wait no longer. He lifted her up in one swift, fluid motion, threw her on the bed and jumped on top of her.

The whole motion had completely caught Millie off guard. "Wai...wha..." she exclaimed in a daze as if coming down from some drug high. She was so close to grabbing the knife and her body couldn't help but feel let down as it was no longer receiving pleasure from their depraved acts. The latter was deplorable to Millie.

"I'm just gonna give you what you begged me for baby!" Barry said. "But before I give you that service I just need some additional security." As he was saying this he grabbed both of Millie's wrists and pulled them above her head. He produced rope from under the covers that was tied to the railings of the headboard and had two slots which he quickly secured around each of Millie's wrists.

"Hey, what the!..." exclaimed Millie.

"Just something I put together whilst you were in the bathroom." Barry smirked. "Can't have you attempting to go after this" he said waving the knife which he then placed on one of the bedside tables.

Millie felt a massive surge of fear through her. The bastard had this contingency set up the whole time! "There is no way of getting the knife now!" Millie thought as she struggled against her bonds. She glanced up at Barry who was leaning over her intimidatingly. Her chest heaved. Millie knew this nightmare and her acting were far from over.

Chapter 8

Barry drank in Millie's vulnerability as she delicately squirmed from being tied to the bed. He could now do whatever he wanted to her.

"Barry, untie me. It hurts and this is not part of the deal!" Millie exclaimed.

"The deal is whatever I say it is. Plus I need to make sure you won't do anything stupid."

"I've been complacently grinding on your dick! Trust me, I'm interested in something else rather than doing anything stupid" Millie forced herself to say flirtatiously in the hope Barry would believe her desire to sleep with him and release her wrists.

"Oh don't worry baby, you'll get what you desire soon enough" Barry chuckled.

"But George!" Millie said glancing at the baby monitor. Her son was still sleeping soundly.

"I promise I'll cut you loose as soon as he murmurs."

Millie was trapped. There was nothing else to say and Barry took her silence as an 'ok' for him to continue his sexual assault. He lightly began stroking Millie's body starting at her legs, smoothing his hands along and around them, feeling the decadently soft skin. He briefly stopped at her shorts and smiled as he noticed they were slightly darker around her cunt. Barry worked his way up and over the contours of her stomach beneath the singlet, loving the feel of her toned muscles shudder through his touch. He traced her breasts above the singlet with his index fingers adoring their firmness. His fingers ended up teasing her delicate nipples that reacted by trying to stick through the thin white material.

This was torture for Millie. Barry was slowly building up the levels of foreplay and she could feel her breathing becoming heavier. Despite Barry's rough personality and exterior, his gentle caress of her body was a surprise. As a result, she could feel her nipples betray themselves as Barry's tattooed arms smoothed them and their excitement shot jolts of electricity around her breasts. Her features were sensitive and she loved it when David provoked them, but now they were being exploited by this monster. It was all sorts of wrong.

Barry paused for a few seconds and then unprovoked ripped off her singlet and pulled her shorts off. Millie was yelping and Barry stood back on the bed beaming down at her nudity. Her body was beautiful. It was slim and every part was subtly toned. Her breasts were perky and the nipples within them were erect and brown. Finally, his eyes fell to her wriggling hips and completely shaven cunt. The outside of her lips were the same colour as her skin and slightly shiny. Barry towered over Millie, savouring her naked body and couldn't wait to taste every inch of it.

Millie's head was spinning. She was completely exposed and vulnerable. She hated that her body was completely on display for Barry, she hated she was forcing herself to go along with Barry's disgusting fantasies and she hated that she was betraying David and George in this way. If David found out would he ever forgive her? Now was not the time to dwell on these feelings, she needed to regain control of the situation. Barry liked the dirty talk, maybe she could use that.

Barry was flicking his tongue up her stomach, tasting the sweet, clean skin. His hands were squeezing her firm breasts and gently pinching her nipples. If only this was David doing this she thought. His mouth kissed her neck and she began giving into his intimacy.

"Ooo...Ooooo...." Millie softly moaned.

Barry pushed himself up on his hands upon hearing Millie's reaction.

"You like that huh?"

"It's wrong but it feels nice."

"Yeah my horny wife. You act all innocent but you secretly love this" Barry said smirking.

"I guess it shows."

"Where else do you like to be kissed?" The thought of disclosing such intimate details about her erogenous buttons was repulsive but she had no choice.

"I love having my nipples kissed." Again, no point in lying. She needed it to be believable.

Barry wasted no time on hearing this. He bent down and drew each of her nipples in to his mouth. Millie could feel his sticky tongue lashing all over them.

"Oh God that feels good!" She said quite loudly, hoping maybe it would wake George. Again, she could feel her body betray itself as her sensitive wet nipples hardened at their abuse and sent feelings of excitement to her head. After about 5 minutes of her sounds and Barry's oral assault of her skin, he stood up on the bed at the end of her legs and proceeded to drop the slacks he was wearing. Millie couldn't believe the sight she was faced with. His penis looked unreal. It was erect, just reaching his belle button and its circumference was just greater than the cardboard bit of a toiled roll. The head was red at the end like some sort of angry demon and it seemed smooth all over, giving it an almost perfect cylindrical look. Then there were his balls. Clearly this man was very sexually repressed as each ball hung low and seemed to be the size of billiard balls. Barry's whole male area was almost completely shaven aside from a few hairs which exemplified his sexual organs. Barry caught her gorping with her mouth open at his package.

"It's 10 inches long" he stated plainly. Millie swallowed. There was no way that thing would fit inside of her! She had only had sex with three men in her life and they were no way near as endowed as Barry. She had to keep that out of her.

"I've never seen one that big."

"Yeah, you like it?"

"Uh-huh. You'll have to be gentle with me though. I'm not used to that sort of size" she softly pleaded with Barry.

Barry kneeled between her legs positioning himself. "Oh don't worry baby, we've got all night to get you accommodated to it."

"Wait! Baby wait!" She said in a panic as she felt the situation slipping away from her and her rape imminent. She closed her legs, bringing her knees into his chest. "Could I feel it?" Barry paused and Millie continued. "I mean, it just looks so good. I bet it'll feel so huge in my tiny hands."

Barry debated the situation. He could quite easily take her right then and there but he wanted her to completely submit to him. He reached over to her hands and untied her right one.

Chapter 9

Millie took a deep breath as she moved her wrist around, feeling the blood return to it. "Thanks, but I was hoping my other hand could get in on the fun too. Plus I'm much more mobile when unconstrained" Millie said provocatively.

Barry smiled. Her sexual teasing was making him doubt the extent if his actions but he needed to be patient. "Let's start with just the one hand first, then, if you're good, you can show me how mobile you are." Millie gave him a frustrated pout. "Now, what are you going to do with this?" He said knelling either side of her midsection and pointed his cock at her face.

Millie gulped. That monster penis was only about 5 inches from her face and she could now see the head was coated with precum. His intimidating spider's web tattoo loomed over her and reinforced Barry's evil, but despite this, Millie knew she had to force herself to continue with this disturbing foreplay. Reluctantly, she circled her hand around his shaft in submission. Her fingers and thumb would barely reach each other it was that thick. She slowly began working his penis and Barry responded by softly groaning and slightly gyrating his hips. His balls were swaying in between her breasts and rubbing at their sides. She prayed she did not make him cum because at this position he would surely do so all over her face.

"Hmmm so how does it feel baby?"

"Oh it's so big and firm!" Millie exclaimed. This talk was making her nauseous but the sight and feeling of his penis was having a bizarre exciting effect on her. It wasn't clammy, lumpy or slightly deflated. It was one solid, smooth piece of meat and Millie became slightly entranced by it as it twitched, twerked and pulsated from the attention of her delicate hand. "Now I see why you're nicknamed "The Cannon"."

Barry couldn't help at chuckle at this comment. "You know it baby. Your hand feels so good. I bet you can't wait to have this deep in your cunt!"

The thought once again made her heart sink. "Uh-huh, but only if you go gentle." She looked into Barry's eyes and slowly licked her palm and brought it back to his shaft in a notion to commit further to the perverse foreplay. Barry loved this action and the subsequent feeling of her slippery hand around his cock. "You know I could do it better with both hands" Millie said gently squeezing the base of his dick, hoping her compliance would make Barry free her other hand. Barry smiled, strongly considering her seductive advances to free herself, but he mustered his will power to not give into her. Instead, he decided to give her attention as well.

Millie suddenly stopped as she felt one of Barry's fingers running up and down her slit. Barry's body was blocking Millie's view of the alien attack on her vagina which pleased Barry. She would not be able to predict how his fingers would violate her hot sex and he could feel her hips squirming, attempting to blindly avoid his finger's moves. Despite this traumatic scenario, she could already feel her juices slightly lubricating his finger. Barry was staring into her startled, wide open eyes as he inserted his middle finger into her wet pussy and Millie gasped in surprise. He could tell she was tight despite her wetness. There was nothing Millie could do to cease these depraved actions as they continued masturbating each other. What was worse was that Millie was beginning to feel even more aroused. Her breathing was laboured and she was slightly moving her hips up to his finger inside of her.

"Does that feel good baby?" Barry questioned.

"Mmm yesss" she responded humiliated and as if to add insult to injury Barry asked what she was feeling.

"Your thick finger inside my damp pussy." She was rubbing his penis more frantically and bringing it down to her breasts so the tip was poking into her nipples, leaving a thick trace of precum over them. After about 5 minutes of this Barry could feel she was quite wet and he was close to blowing his load.

"Ok, no more foreplay. Now we fuck" Barry exclaimed.

"No baby, I'm not wet enough yet for your massive cock" Millie responded clutching onto Barry's penis to force him from going anywhere.

"So you want me to keep fingering you?"

Millie had another idea and she looked into his eyes seductively. "Why don't you stick that head of yours between my legs and eat my hot, moist married cunt." Saying these words out loud had an unexplainably horrible exciting effect on her. But Barry didn't need any further prompting. He got down between her eagerly spread legs. The inside of her pussy was delightful and so inviting. It looked tidy, its juices smelt incredible and he could feel its warmth. He flicked his tongue along her slit and up to her clit. He smiled as she jolted at this action. Then he began hungrily eating her.

Millie couldn't believe it had come to this. She was willingly letting Barry give her oral sex and she felt so sinful. She couldn't dwell on her own depravity though and needed to act quickly. His eyes were buried deep in her vagina so she used her free hand to start to work at the rope tied around her other hand. Then she could grab the knife and take this bastard out. Her eyes were keeping watch over Barry and as she saw his head rise she began playing with her hair, rotating her head around acting in blissful agony to mask her true actions.