Amber's Report
Story by All These Roadworks (2022)

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The man had abducted Amber, held her prisoner for nearly a month, and fucked her, humiliated her – and hypnotised her. At the end, he let her go.

“Aren’t you afraid I’m going to tell someone?” she asked, shivering naked on his doorstep, his cum still shining wetly on her face and tits.

“You can tell anyone you like, Amber,” her abductor said. “But you have some deep hypnotic conditioning now. You will only ever be able to talk about this – or any other abuse you receive – if it’s to a man, if you’re in private, if your tits are exposed, if you’re pleasuring his erect penis, if you reveal how you’re subject to these hypnotic constraints, and if you tell him that you orgasmed every time you were raped.”

“But I didn’t!” Amber protested.

“You will from now on,” her abductor said. “A little parting gift.” And then he closed the door in her face.

At first Amber was reluctant to tell *anyone*, too embarrassed by the conditions under which it would have to happen. But in time she found a boyfriend, and a relationship formed, and finally, during a slow, intense session of lovemaking, she told him what had happened to her.

If she had hoped he would be sympathetic, she was disappointed. Instead, he laughed when she explained her story – and pushed her off him and flipped her over. She protested – she had told him she wasn’t into anal sex – but he ignored her, held her down, and pushed his cock into her asshole, and began fucking her vigorously – until, to her shame and embarrassment, she orgasmed.

From then on, their sex wasn’t romantic – it was rough, and focused on her boyfriend’s pleasure. He raped her daily, and she hated it – although every time, without fail, she would find herself cumming powerfully from the abuse.

Eventually, intending to make it stop, she went to the police. She managed to get a one-on-one interview with a police officer. He was surprised when she bared her tits, took his cock out of his pants, and began to give him a slow handjob, but once he had heard her story, he had the same reaction as her boyfriend – he laughed. Then he stuffed the bra she had just removed into her mouth as a gag, used his handcuffs to secure her hands to the wall of the interview room, pulled off her remaining clothes, kicked apart her legs with his knee, and began to vigorously fuck her.

He didn’t help her. He sent her back to her boyfriend. And the word got around the police force that Amber was a consequence-free fuck – a fun slut who would struggle and protest, but then orgasm from the abuse and mention it to no-one. 

Police would pull her over on the street to rape her, and afterwards leave her naked by the side of the road, confiscating her clothes as “evidence”. Officers would knock on her door in the middle of the night, and fuck her when she answered it. Uniformed police even showed up at her work once and insisted she “help them with some questions”. They took her out to their caged vehicle and raped her, then sent her back to her desk with their cum dripping from her pussy, and explained to her manager that she was suspected of being a sex offender.

In the end there was only one man Amber could turn to to help her. It was going to be embarrassing to expose her breasts to him – and even more humiliating and awkward to masturbate his erect penis as she spoke – but surely, *surely* he was the one man who would not abuse her.

So she picked up her phone, dialled the number, and said, “Daddy? It’s Amber. Can I come over and talk you about something?”….

(END)