Owned by the Navy Seal

WARNING!!!!!!!NOT SUITABLE FOR UNDER EIGHTEEN! EXPLICIT CONTENT********************************************He shoves two fingers in my mouth. "Suck. Make them nice and wet for me." I don't know why I do what this man tells me when he tells me to do things, but I obey each and every time and suck those fingers like my life depends on it. My thighs starts quaking when I hear that zipper going down, because I know what will happen next. He will shove himself inside me so deep that he has nowhere else left to go, and leave me burning alive. "You don't move your hands when I take mine off. Do you understand me? If you disobey, I will tie you up and leave you here until your parents come looking for you and find you filled to the brim with my cum."***************************************Someone is following me. I was almost mugged, or maybe something even worse could have happened. But there was a guy who saved me like some modern superhero masked in a black helmet. I should have been terrified when he slit my assailant's throat before nodding at me, waiting for me to get safely in my car, and laying his hand on my window. Instead of feeling scared, I'm feeling.... Excited. Alive. And I'm dying to feel it again. So I do what no sane person does. I roam the streets of the city when I should be in bed, resting, just waiting for another glimpse of my rescuer. He doesn't disappoint. He corners me and makes me feel things I shouldn't be feeling because I'm in a relationship. I yearn for his touch, I open my legs when I should use it to run far, far away. Someone is following me. And I like it.