We were on a trip down to New York City for a trip for Orchestra. I was rooming with one of my "Friends", Victor. He was quite the charmer. His face was stern and serious most of the time. Eyes deep and dark. His body was what I really personally liked. His arms were the size of my thighs and his abs were at the level of an Abercrombie model.
I took a deep breath before entering my room. We had planned it out. After the concert, while everyone else would be down at the pool we would have fun up in our room. All of the other students were spread across the hotel but we were the only ones on the 5th level of the hotel. As soon as I slid that key in the door, it would start. He would pretend to be an intruder in my hotel room and take over me.
I slid the key into the door and it clicked open. It slowly creaked open. The room was dark. It then hit me that I had no idea where he was. Was he behind the wall right as you got in a few feet? Or was he hidden behind the door? He walked in and shut the door. He wasn't behind there. I walked further into the room and then a hand grabbed my arm and twisted it back. Before I could protest, a hard strong hand clamped over my mouth. "Mmpphhh!" I moaned into his hand.
He defiantly had a grip on me. I caught a glance of him in the mirror. He was wearing black pants and a black tank top wife-beater along with a black bandanna cover his face up to his nose. His chest was about to burst through his shirt. He pushed me down on the bed on my stomach and held my arm still. He bend over and whispered in my ear "Your mine tonight..."
I moaned in his hand again and shook my head in disagreement. He grabbed some rope that was right at the foot of the bed and tied my hands behind my back. He then flipped me over and st aired down at me. His deep almost black eyes bared into me. I wasn't going to lie, I almost was a bit scared of him. He sat down on the bed and leaned up against the head board. He then pulled me up and had me lay against his chest. "What do you think your-" I was cut off once again by him covering my hand. He then slid his other hand up my shirt. I tried wriggling out of his lap but was pushed back into him.
His hand started to play around with my nipple as he rubbed my chest. Victor then slid his hand farther south until he reached the button of my pants. I shook my head in disapproval. I forgot that I was supposed to be a scared hostage while he was my scary kidnapper. He un-buttoned them and slid his hand down my briefs and massaged my crotch. I moaned louder in pleasure. It felt so good. I was forced to turn around and look at him. He released his hand and said very serious "If you make a sound, the night will be even worse." I nodded and he walked over to a bag across the room.
I struggled and tried to undo the bonds that contained me but no use. He came back with a bright blue ball gag. I tried moving away but he grabbed me tightly and forced my mouth open. After shoving it in he proceeded to remove my jeans. I was wearing nothing but grey boxer briefs underneath. He then ripped off my shirt as well. I lied there wondering what he had planned next.