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It was a dark, moonless night as I wandered aimlessly through the park. The chill in the air had me shivering, so I pulled my black jacket tighter around myself. My eyes scanned the dimly lit paths, searching for some distraction from my thoughts.I spotted a guy - a tall, goofy figure leaning against a tree, a cigarette dangling from his lips as if trying to make a statement of coolness. My gaze was drawn to him instinctively, perhaps because he stood out so starkly against the backdrop of shadows.As I continued to stare, he noticed my attention and furrowed his brows in annoyance. "What are you looking at?" he demanded gruffly, taking a step forward. His voice sent a shiver down my spine, both from the cold and the authority in his tone.I felt a blush rising to my cheeks as I quickly looked away, trying to play off my curiosity as mere accidental observation. "N-Nothing," I stammered, my voice trembling slightly. "I was just... passing by."He scoffed, clearly unimpressed by my excuse. "You want something from me, or what?"My heart pounded in my chest as I struggled to maintain eye contact."Cigarettes," I blurted out, my gaze darting back to meet his piercing eyes for a fleeting moment before I looked away again, heat rushing to my face at the admission of my desire. The nicotine craving that had been gnawing at me all evening made me desperate for a smoke, and I knew better than to approach a stranger with such a request. Yet, there he stood, offering me a clear path to satisfaction if I just took it."Don't play dumb with me," Joshua snarled, his annoyance evident in the clenched jaw and narrowed eyes. "What do you want? If it ain't 'nothing', then spit it out."I swallowed hard, my mind racing with ways to beg or sweet-talk him into sharing a drag without offending his ego. "P-Please," I tried, my voice barely above a whisper as I finally mustered the courage to look up at him with pleading eyes. "I'll do anything..."The harsh glare he shot my way told me all I needed to know. "Anything, huh?" Joshua sneered, taking a long drag from his cigarette and holding the smoke in his lungs for a moment before exhaling a plume directly in my face. "Well, let's see what you've got to offer, then."His gaze roving over my petite frame with an appraising look that made my skin prickle with unease. "So, what's it gonna be? You gonna get on your knees right here and now, or do I need to drag you into the bushes for some privacy?"The brazenness of his words took my breath away, leaving me stunned and mute. I couldn't believe the crude suggestion, his smirk growing wider as he took another step closer, crowding me against the rough bark of the tree."Or maybe you prefer it rough, huh? Well, that's fine by me," he rasped, his free hand reaching out to roughly grip my jaw, forcing me to meet his gaze once more.Before I could protest or respond, he yanked me off the ground, spinning me around to face the trunk of the tree. "Hands," The guy commanded, his voice low and menacing. "Put your hands against the tree, and don't even think about moving."My heart raced as I complied, bracing myself against the rough bark with trembling palms. The position left me bent over, my short skirt riding up to expose the creamy flesh of my thighs. I could feel his heated gaze trailing over my body, making me acutely aware of my vulnerable state.A cold, clammy hand suddenly gripped my hip, pulling it roughly to the side. "Not so innocent, are you?" The guy sneered, his breath hot against the shell of my ear as he leaned in close. "You like being told what to do, don't you? Getting all wet and excited just from a little rough handling."His words sent a lot of fear to me.I whimpered and struggled against him, but the guy simply laughed, a cold, menacing sound that sent chills down my spine. "You're so fucking cute when you're scared," he taunted, his hot breath ghosting over the curve of my ear. "But we're just getting started."As he spoke, one of his hands slid down my stomach, pushing aside my skirt and panties in a single, rough motion. His fingers found my slick, aching entrance, and he thrust them deep inside me without ceremony. I cried out at the sudden invasion, my body clenching around his fingers as waves of pleasure-pain washed over me. He worked me mercilessly, pumping and twisting his fingers as he relentlessly stimulated my sensitive flesh."Look at you, taking my fingers so nicely,"The guy growled, his hot breath fanning over my ear as his hand continued its brutal assault . "You're practically begging for it, aren't you? Want me to fill you up with my cock?”"Take it," he commanded, his hand gripping my hip as he positioned himself behind me. I felt the broad head of his cock pressing against my entrance, the pressure building as he pushed forward. There was no gentle easing, no tender foreplay; instead,he drove into me with a single, brutal thrust. I screamed at the sudden intrusion, my body stretching to accommodate his dick. The pain was intense, a burning stretch that left me gasping and tears prickling at the corners of my eyes."Such a desperate little slut, needing to be filled and fucked so badly. Is this what you wanted when you came strolling into the park, huh?"He leaned over me, his lips brushing against the shell of my ear as he spoke. I felt a surge of humiliation at his words, at the knowledge that he'd pegged me from the start.As the stranger's climax hit, he drove deep one last time, his cock pulsing and throbbing inside me. "Filthy little whore, you're going to be a mess," he sneered, spilling his hot cum straight into my womb. I could feel it pooling, a sticky warmth that seeped out to coat my thighs as he began to withdraw. "Look at you, covered in my seed, just like the trash you are." He stepped back, his gaze raking over my upturned face with disgust. I felt the pack of cigarettes land hard on my chest, the weight and sudden motion making me gasp. The stranger's sneer only grew wider. "Go ahead, smoke it all up, you filthy junkie cunt. Hope it kills you."