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The sports shed! (a story what i wrote :)) )
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The sports shed! (a story what i wrote :)) ) She sat alone at the bar, he'd watched her for some time knew she would be here tonight, knew that tonight was the time he had waited for. "Hi is any1 sitting here?" she turns and smiles such a trusting soul she is without thought she replies "no its free" taking the seat he turns to her "its quiet tonight are you waiting for friends" he knows her answer before it leaves her lips shes just here to hear the piano player. " i don't want to sound forward but may i buy you a drink?" she looks at him taking him in for the first time hes a good looking kind of guy well dressed seems to be a nice guy, "sure ill have..." he says to the barman with out thinking "grenache white wine" a nervous laugh comes from her "how did you know that?" thinking quickly "oh i heard you order wen you came in" she smiles that smile that first captured his interest 2 weeks ago he knew then that he wanted her and tonight he would have her. "so do you know the guy playing the piano?" she replies that she does not but he plays beautiful music she looks over towards the piano. He quickly palms the vial of liquid into her glass while she is distracted. "he is very good" he sits and watches her take a drink from her glass a sly smile on his lips he continues to talk about music giving his plan time to develop. he keeps talking about the piano player asking her taste in music watching as her eyes start to<b> glaze </font></b>over "owww this wines going to my head" he smiles at her "are you ok? you don't look to well do you need some air?" she brings her palms up to her temples and rubs them her speech slurring she says "i think i do excuse me" she begins to stand but stumbles " oh let me help you you don't seem at all well" her mind clouding over quickly she mumbles please thank you i don't know whats wrong" he stands and throws her arm over his shoulder lifting her and walking he to the door "fresh airs what you need I'm sure" they leave the bar the cold night air revives her slightly "i need a taxi i need to go home" he turns to look into her eyes grins evilly "your not going home tonight" his arm tightens around her waist her head falls back as she starts to pass out he leans in and kisses her cheek whispering in her ear "goodnight see you soon" she goes limp, he lifts her into his arms and Carry's her towards his car opening the back door he slides her inside, in her mind she seems to hear sounds she wants to wake up but cant what was that sound something slammed shut, shes vaguely aware of a dream shes at sea everything rocking gently her eyes open slowly its dark her head throbs like the worst hangover ever and her shoulder muscles scream in pain it takes her a moment to figure out why her arms are tied above her head her feet aren't touching the floor "HELP!!!" he voice dry and harsh barely escaping her throat "HEEELLLPP!!" she stops and listens hoping to hear a reply all she hears is a faint buzzing sound and something else something low even "Who's there?" she listens it must be shes sure she can hear breathing in the room "who is there? please help me let me down i can hear you" from the dark she hears a calm voice "its just me" she stiffens the memory of the bar floods back is that him is that the guy from the bar "who is that? whys it so dark? what is going on?" the voice from the dark comes again "so many questions claire but there's one you should really ask and thats why are you here?" her heart begins to race "what do you mean? what the fuck do you mean?" a spot light clicks on pointed directly at her so bright it hurts her eyes a wave of nausea runs thru her " ask me why are you here" she trys desperately to see where the voice is coming from the light is so bright "whhyy whyyy am i here?" your here for every time you went to work in those low cut tops and those skirts that barely pass as a belt, your here for every time you let a man think he had a chance and then ripped it away, your here because you think your to good to be treated like anything less than a princess" the voice moves closer even steps on a stone floor "but more important than all that claire your here because its time you learned your nothing but a common " out of the gloom he steps it is the man from the bar "what the fuck are you talking about you don't even know me your fucking crazy let me go you bastard let me go" he walks straight up to her face to face "oh i know a great deal about you ive seen you behave like a slut parading your wares exciting men to the point of distraction and then brushing them off like dust" his hand moves to her cheek she flinches away hissing "fuck off" he smiles you don't want me to do that honey if i walk out of here now and leave you there it'll be months before any1 else comes here" he backs away into the gloom laughing the light goes out the foot steps become faint on the stone floor the laughing quietens "hey where you going don't just leave me here come back you fucker let me down" a door creaks open then slams shut the sounds of a key in the lock then silence "hey! hey! get back here FUCK GET BACK HERE YOU BASTARD!!" she stops and listens not a sound can be heard she begins to think what if he doesn't come back what if hes right am i going to die here? no he'll come back he didn't go to this trouble to leave me to die! if he does come back what will he do though panic starts to grip her what the hell is he going to do? she hangs there for what seems like for ever thoughts racing through her head listening for any sound nothing at all a faint snuffling sound scratching like tiny claws god are there rats in here? where is here? she begins to sob faintly proclaiming to herself " why me what have i done to deserve this all those things he said thats bull he doesn't know me hes nuts that bastard now hes gone that limp dicked fuck hes left me to die" suddenly she feels breath on her ear then the soft hoarse whisper "but i do know you bitch and yes I'm nuts but limp dicked? well you'll soon see if thats true" she stiffens with fear she hangs frozen, the room is pitch black his hot breath on the back of her neck. She cant say a word she feels paralyzed by his presence he begins to speak calmly whispering in her ear "ive been watching you claire i know what you are i know what you need and i know I'm the only one who can give it to you" she begins to whimper finding the words leaving her mouth sounding weak "you cant do this please you cant treat me like this" she feels him yank her hair his face pressed against her cheek " treat you like what a piece of meat? a piece of trash? something that gets stuck to the bottom of my shoe? well thats how you treat men isn't it claire" she begins to tremble uncontrollably "i don't i..i..i don't treat men like that i...i.." his hand clamps over her mouth "lies you fucking slut! useless fucking lies! i don't want to hear them from your mouth anymore and i wont" pulling a gag from his pocket he ties it tight and walks around to face her again seeing her form faintly in the near dark hearing her muffled mumblings laughing he walks over to his work bench "and so it will begin slut"the bright spot light turns on again shining in her eyes she can hear scratches and bumps she strains to hear trying to think what he is doing her panic grows. he begins to whistle cheerily as he makes his preparations sharpening polishing he calmly lays out the tools of his trade. he makes his way to the illuminated figure watching her squirm seeing the fear in her eyes "thats a lovely dress!it really shows your figure but keeps so much to the imagination" she stares in the direction of the voice her body trembling unable to speak because of the gag straining to make out his outline. he steps into view her eyes move instantly to his hand as she catches the glint hes holding a long knife. she starts to thrash wildly terrified sure that he intends to stab her kill her she looks up at his face the sick bastard is grinning at her "id stop moving if i were you claire this knife is to take that dress off now I'm very adept with it bot you you wriggle like that i might cut you" she stiffens and stops struggling watches him walk forward holding the knife as he reaches her his hand moves up to her cheek she turns her face away repulsed this slight causes him to grab her throat and squeeze snarling angrily "be nice bitch and you'll find this to be far more agreeable" her eyes lock on to his she sees the rage in them she desperately fights the waves of nausea "thats better slut now stay nice and calm and ill be careful" she feels the cold touch of the blade against her leg the knife moves slowly up her leg tracing along the front of her thigh his hand following it up her skirt! she hangs rigid with fear as it brush's past the front if her panties towards the waist band of her skirt. she feels his free hand tug the waist band to allow the knife thru and she feels it twist around the back of the blade digging into her hip as he jerks it sharply she hears a rip as he cuts clean thru slicing the skirt open and letting it drop her legs instinctively writhe together as she feels exposed he steps back and stares at her face. a single tears runs down her cheek as she fights not to descend into hysterics knowing that it might set him off "those are my favorite of all your underwear clare they make you look so sexy are you wearing the matching bra?" she looks at him stunned "how have you seen these before she stammers" he smiles broadly "i told you i know alot more about you than you know" he steps close and pulls at the bottom of her blouse pressing the knife under a button with a flick of the wrist the button pops off he moves up another button and the same all the way until all the buttons are gone he lets it fall open "mmm good it is the set" he brings the blade under the sleeve of her blouse and begins to cut the material watching as it falls away then to the other sleeve cutting it until her blouse drops To the floor he steps back again breathing heavily controlling his excitement the smell of her sweat in his nose her shaking barely clothed form making his head swim with lust! but no there's time all in time his lust cools slowly as he toys with the blade he walks slowly behind her walking close he runs the tip of the knife over her taut stomach traces around her side as he moves until hes behind her the sharp tip pressing against her spine. slowly he moves it up the center of her back until it meets the clasp of her bra laying it flat he slides it under and with a twist cuts the clasp sending the straps pinging outward. calmly he moves to the shoulder straps hurriedly severing for one then the other letting the bra fall free. he steps back to get room sliding the blade into the waist band of her silky panties cutting one side then moving to the other they drop to the ground. he breaths deeply inhaling her scent it sends a tremor through his body that ends somewhere in his jeans he steps back and surveys her naked back her perky buttocks so white and smooth. her head hung in shame she trembles from the cold and abject terror he can almost taste the fear making the air thick "you know slut i bet when you got out of your bed this morning you thought you were gonna have another fabulous day in your fabulous life with the fabulous people! but here you are hanging like a piece of meat naked in a sports shed being leered at by a man you wouldn't even spit on if you saw him on fire" her shoulders shake as she finally gives in to tears, he reaches for the gag and pulls it from her mouth "now are you going to be nice?" her eyes misted with tears she croaks out "pleeeasssee stop this what did i ever do to you why me? why choose me for you sick games? he rushes forward the knife glints into view like a flash pressing against the soft flesh of her neck "do you really want to know? do you really want me to tell you why out of millions of whores in this world i choose you? he walks around to face her the tip of the knife pressed against her throat "for 3 dam years ive worked in the same building as you for 3 fucking years ive dropped the mail on your desk and you don't even recognize me i sat across from you in a bar and you didn't even know who i was do you know why that is?" she shakes her head slowly wincing at the sharp blade at her throat "its because your an elitist stuck up bitch you work on the top floor sucking and fucking your way to the top jobs being used by undeserving pompous assholes with 2 jags and a spanish villa! but me lowly unimportant me mr mail room you don't even awknowledge i exist DO YOU KNOW HOW THAT MAKES ME FEEL? tears stream down her face as she stammers "nnnooo!!" he moves his face right up to hers and calmly says "it makes me feel low it makes me feel like i mean nothing i bet you don't even remember 2 weeks ago do you? no of course not you wouldn't would you ill jog your memory!" he walks to the middle of the room and turns gazing at her naked breasts " after 3 years of trying to work up the courage after 3 long years of wanting i picked up the nerve to try and ask you out i spoke to you dammit you spoke back!! gave me some shit about office relationships not being your thing!! BULLSHIT!! you have been fucking your dam boss for months! but i digress where was i? oh yes i asked you out you didn't even look me in the fucking eye you didn't even know what i looked like i mean thats fucking obvious now isn't it i mean we sat drinking in a bar for almost an hour and you didn't recognize me!! did you like the suit by the way ar-mani don't ya know cost me an arm and a leg but i know you don't notice a man unless he looks loaded! sooo to cut this little tale short you turned me down not because I'm unattractive not because i have no charisma but because you thought i was below you weeelll!!! bitch I'm not below you tonight you are the lowest of he low tonight you are nothing and maybe after tonight you'll see the world a little different maybe after your lessons you will stop looking down from your ivory tower at those below" he walks slowly into the shadows then in a calm voice from the dark " but maybe there is no after tonight!!"his last statement ringing in her head like a bell terror grips her as she stares unblinking into the shadows hearing shuffling, scraping she doesn't dare speak there's only one thing she wants to ask but she fears the answer to much. "sooo claire its just you and me, i know your used to more luxurious surroundings a goose down bed in some swanky hotel earning your work based bonus from the big boss, its always confused me you know!" she has to speak she has to know "what?" he steps into view again hands clasped behind him "just strikes me that for all you grace and education for all the nice clothes and fancy possessions really what it boils down to is your a ! legal secretary thats your title the money comes to you through all legal channels but in truth your naught but a " he strides forward toward her hands still behind his back "so the question remains claire if i gave you £800 would you suck my cock?" the shock evident on her face her mind wanders racing thinking is this what he wants will he let me go if i say yes to this she begins to speak but he cuts her short "don't answer that claire it would cheapen you further trust me you wont be doing anything for money tonight my dear" from behind his back he slowly produces a sword "tonight you'll be doing it all because of fear! from his pocket he produces a small controller as he presses it she feels herself lower her feet touch the floor but her legs buckle and she kneels he clicks the button again and the decent stops her arms still stretched above her she kneels looking up at him "hmmm perfect height hey slut?" her eyes cast down to the floor "so embarrassed arnt we? unlike you to be shy she hears a zinging sound then feels cold metal touch her chin "look at me claire not the floor" her gaze starts to slowly lift moving her head slowly the sharp blade pressed under her chin "open your mouth claire lets see those teeth" she opens her mouth slowly "wider" her mouth opens wider "hmmm thats it hows that feel huh hows it feel to have no control over what you do?" she begins to speak "no don't answer claire there's better uses for your mouth isn't there and i know your proficient at those skills he looks down at her as she looks back seeing the fear in her face "open your mouth for me claire" she looks at him her lips tightly closed a defiant glint in her eyes, smirking at her he says "oh claire still laboring under the impression that you have any choice here tonight?" he raises his hand smashing it a her against her face the sound echos around the room she looks down at the ground her face stinging her head swimming " now claire lets be sensible and open that pretty mouth of yours shall we?" she slowly looks back up at him and opens her mouth slowly "thats it good girl nice and wide for me" he strokes her face his thumb grazes the corner of her mouth "now my sweet i think you know what I'm going to do don't you?" she nods "good and you know well enough that if you try and bite, well lets just say its not wise to entertain that thought is it?" she slowly nods her head "smart girl maybe you deserved your promotions after all! he steps back and slowly pulls of his shirt revealing his well muscled torso she cant help but stare at it in another situation she could find him attractive not tonight tho, she watches as he unbuttons his trousers unzipping allowing then to fall to the floor she cant help but notice how far the silk of his boxers protrude her eyes widen as he lowers them to the floor she watches his hard cock spring into view her heart starts to race thinking fuck thats huge she begins to worry hoping that he wont try and force that all the way down her throat "hey claire my face is up here slut look at ya you see a cock and ya cant look away can ya?" her eyes snap back up to his face not wanting him to think she admired any part of him hating him, he steps forward so then slut that mouth of yours has won you many a promotion hasn't it huh? well lets see if it wins you your freedom tonight" he pushes his cock towards her open mouth "you know what to do so do it!" she moves her face forward feeling the heat of his cock as it enters her mouth she fights her anger her urge to vomit and wraps her lips around the throbbing shaft hearing him sigh, she slowly begins to suck taking in a few inch's slurping on the end her every fibre screaming for her to bite this fucker but her mind staying her actions she knows to that would leave her as good as dead she'd always needed incentive to suck cock she never really liked it living was a dam good incentive as she sucks harder she hears him moan she closes her eyes and gives herself over to the work in hand. his hands rest on her head as her mouth works on his throbbing cock "good little thats it mmm you don't know how long ive been imagining this thinking how good it would feel i can honestly say your fucking shit" he pulls his dick from her mouth with a slurp and slaps her hard laughing "you bastard" she screams how the hell could he say that. he grabs her jaw staring down into her eyes rage flickering " you fucking what slut what did you just call me" her rage quickly subsides and is replaced by fear once more "n.n.n.othing" he smirks at her as he feels her jaw tremble "thats what i thought you said bitch i know you wouldn't follow that substandard cock sucking with an insult would you?" she shakes her head slowly her pride stupidly hurt by his words why should she care if he liked her technique no one else ever complained how could he say that?. "right bitch so far your a real let down your going to have to go sum to impress me now" he steps close reaching up towards her hands his cock strokes against her cheek she pulls her head back and dives her mouth onto the throbbing cock and starts sucking hungrily thinking ill fucking show him she slurps hard and swallows the cock deep down her throat he looks down at her head bobbing furiously smiling he moans softly as she sucks harder and harder her skillful mouth drives him wild and before long his cock explodes in her mouth her response is to suck slower and harder groaning she swallows the spunk down as it spurts in her mouth when he finishes she slowly methodically sucks and licks it before he steps back she looks up at him as he pats her cheek "such pride in your work hey ?" she suddenly feels ashamed that her own pride made her do that her eyes cast down as he laughs at her he walks away into the darkness chuckling "you know what claire? i was about to let you go just then! i was reaching for the rope and i was going to let you go but then bless you, your whorish pride went and won me over, you just had to prove me wrong didn't you? well that moment has cost you a great deal my dear a great deal" she feels sick to her stomach she was so close to be being let go and she didn't realize it her shame etched on her face. suddenly she feels her arms stretch as the mechanism above her pulls her back upwards her legs scrabble on the floor as she rises her arms aching and burning her ascent comes to a juddering halt leaving her dangling a ft or so above the ground "owwwww please let me down my arms please let me down" the harsh voice from the dark "STOP YOUR BITCHING you own the responsibility for this claire you have no right to complain so just keep that mouth shut I'm done with that for now" she groans in pain her arms hurting her shoulders burning she hears the click of his shoes on the floor as he heads back towards her and sees him step into the light still naked his cock hanging flacid between his legs still glistening with her spit "you know claire i used to walk by your desk and smell your perfume and even on the days that you didn't wear any the aroma of you has always been sweet you've intoxicated my senses over the years and from what ive smelt ive always wanted to know what you tasted like and as i have you i just need to get that answer tonight" he walks towards her she looks at him hatred in her eyes her anger split between him and herself as she feels the hopeless nature of this situation resigned to just doing what she must do to be let free to make it out alive. he stands in front of her his hand stroking her thigh idly as he stares into her eyes he says nothing as his hand slides between her legs she offers no resistance as his fingers stroke the soft folds of her labia she closes her eyes not wanting to see his eyes trying to drift away leave her body behind let what happens happen as long as it doesn't feel like its happening to her. his finger slides along her slit slowly stroking the intimate valley begins to moisten the touch so gentle his finger strokes over her entrance he probes in slightly feeling the wetness he pushes in further coating his finger she gasps softly at the intrusion the finger slides in and out slowly then disappears she opens her eyes to see him staring at the glistening digit his tongue laps out to taste the sweet juices on his finger he sighs at the taste and smiles "mmm thats the appetizer time for the main course" he roughly grabs her dangling legs pulling them upwards her body so tired and sore she couldn't resist if she wanted to. she looks away as she feels his shoulders against the back of her legs his hot breathe on her exposed cunt she closes her eyes trying to retreat further into her mind trying to ignore this his fingers grip into her sides as she feels the first soft kisses on her intimate lips her stomach turns at the contact her hatred of this asshole making her scream inwardly her anger at her own stupidness to have gotten her self here. all these thoughts and feelings flooding her mind blocking the physical sensations. suddenly a searing pain waking her from her fevered thoughts the bastard bit her cunt lips "wakey wakey slut its rude to ignore people" she glares down at his smirking face watching as he buries it into her pussy she feels his tongue slip the length of her slit it sends a tingle of pleasure thru her body her shame builds as his continued lapping and sucking begins to make her moan without thinking her thighs grip into the shoulders that hold her up the tongue working rapidly over every inch of her cunt he groans louder beginning to lose herself in the pleasure her mind reeling with thoughts with emotions with lust in her head she thinks fuck it give him what he wants he wants me to moan like a horny bitch he wants to make me cum fuck it just do it. his tongue probes and laps hungrily her body trembling with desire her submission to the feeling absolute she begins to orgasm moaning and gasping the licking stops suddenly the support under her legs vanishes as her body swings down violently her shoulder muscles tearing as pain rips through her cutting off the orgasm as the lightning flash of pain dissipates she hears his laughter she opens her eyes and sees him standing there staring laughing wiping his mouth with the back of his hand "you just cant help being a slut can you?" she glares at him defiantly angry she watches as he turns away and disappears into the dark once again the sound of his laughter ringing in her ears enraging her "ill kill you you motherfucker i swear when i get down from here i will fucking kill you" the laughter stops "oh claire oh dear sweet claire i love your defiance so much its just a shame ill have to break you of it" she hears a cracking sound then nothing she hears a dragging sound as something heavy is pulled towards her she sees his back come into view first as he struggles with the heavy burden as it comes into view she sees its a wooden table her mind races as to what he is planning he stops and turns to face her an evil smirk on his lips "motherfucker was it? now thats hardly respectful and after ive been so restrained with you so far i guess ill have to teach you some manners wont i claire?" she hangs silently her eyes widening her heart pounding in her chest she watches as he uses the remote control to lower her back down her feet touch the floor but her legs give way her body exhausted and pained. he walks towards her and reaches for her wrists he unclasps them from the restraints he lifts her almost effortlessly off the ground and Carry's her to the bench she tries to struggle against him but his hands hold her strongly and her strength is all but sapped he lays her face down on the table her legs dangling off the end he takes hold of her wrists still bound together and he attach's the chain that binds them to a clasp at the head of the table leaving her exposed flat against the cold hard rough table she closes her eyes feeling so tired CRRRRAAACKK!!! her eyes open at the noise as she sees in front of her face a quivering bamboo cane that he just lashed down she screams out in terror "NO NO PLEASE what are you doing" he sneers as he looks into her face "I'm going to teach you some manners" she swallows hard her heart beating loudly "I'M SORRY I'M SORRY I DIDN'T MEAN IT PLEEEAAAASSEE!!! she begins to sob begging him not to hit her "i'll give you one chance to avoid me using this on you claire all you have to do is answer a very easy question for me hows that sound?" her eyes plead with him "yes yes i will i will answer" he smiles as he looks away thinking "ok so after so many years working in the same company after so many times that i have spoken to you seek-ed your attention my question is this claire its very very simple WHATS MY NAME?" her eyes widen her mouth goes dry "whhh whhh whhat" he smirks "come on ive introduced myself to you countless times what is my name? come on claire tick tock" he cracks the cane against the table again to emphasis his point "her mind races she searches for this bit of information fuck she doesn't even recognize his face how the fuck can she know his name "come on times up claire finish this sentence your name is....." she blurts out "Steve?" he laughs cruelly you dumb little bitch all you had to do was pay attention once in your stinking life and you'd have avoided this YOUR WRONG!!" he walks behind her she strains to turn her head trying to see him he brandishes the cane looking evilly at her bare legs and rear end she sees him pull back his arm and as his arm flashes down in an arch she closes her eyes tightly feeling the searing sting of the cane as it strikes her thighs she screams out she feels a second strike hit in almost the same spot she screams and sobs as he lays into her with lash after lash the heat of her burning legs growing she feels the blood trickle down her leg he stops she lays shaking crying on the table she hears his feet on the floor as he walks around to face her again his sick smile making her want to be sick " you should have lear-nt my name he reaches out his hand and with his thumb clears a tear from her cheek his voice calm and tender "my name is mark this is the last time ill need to tell you that isn't it claire?" she nods her head slowly "now I'm sorry i had to do that but you will learn" he stares into her eyes and sees her defeat her gaze blank as it meets his. he stands and walks around behind her looking a the savage welts and bleeding cuts on the back of her thighs he bruising appearing rapidly his eyes move upward looking at he round firm buttocks gazing at the glimpse of her pink pussy lips his cock hardens almost instantly now is the time to take what he really wanted he steps closer stroking his fingers softly over her buttocks her body stiffens at the touch for a moment her legs seem to clamp shut but then they relax again a smile plays on his lips he knows shes given up she has surrendered to his will his hands stroke over her hips as he moves closer his throbbing cock sliding against her ass and then between her legs they spread wider allowing the intrusion he grinds his hips slowly rubbing his cock against her cunt it slips between the soft lips the warmth and wetness pleasing him as he holds her hips and angles her he probes slowly searching with his cock for the entrance he feels himself start to enter he thrusts his hips forward hard he heres her gasp and whimper as he stretches her and his legs press against her sore thighs he begins to thrust hard his cock enveloped by her tight cunt he releases all his desire and yearning for her in a vicious assault on her pussy pounding her hard his fingers gripping her hips rocking her with each thrust her naked chest rubbing against te roughened wood surface her body racked with pain she bites her lip to keep from screaming out tasting her blood in her mouth. she stares blankly forward fighting to lock out the pain as he slams in and out his hands move from her hips to her shoulders as he trys to drive in harder his grunts and groans animalistic to her ears she feels his cock throbbing and pulsing in her his fingers grip her shoulders painfully her cunt throbs from the pounding and responds she feels her wetness grow feeling the thrusts become smoother as she lubricates she closes her eyes as her whole body starts to tremble feeling an orgasm build inside her she fights not to make a noise biting her lip harder. he feels her puss start to clamp harder around him his hands wrap around her neck as he pounds in and out he squeezes hard hearing her gasp and gag for air her pussy starts to pulsate wildly her boy shaking he feels her juices gush down over his thighs unable to hold any longer his cock explodes deep in her "FFFFFUUUUCCKKK!!!" he thrusts over and over each time squirting more spunk deep in her. her pussy grips and pulses continually he lunges forward ne last time grunting as he empties the last drop he releases her neck and hears her breath sharply drawing the air in she gasps and trembles as he lays against her still deep inside the pulse of her cunt slowing he runs his hands down her back then pushes himself away pulling out he stumbles back smiling satisfied he looks down at her twitching gasping form he stands surveying her panting broken form prone over the table top the vicious welts on her thighs smeared blood on the back of her legs he walks away over to the work bench dressing slowly he takes up a box and walks towards her she lays exhausted unable to move as he opens the box she fears so much as she hears the clasps on the box open she feels a cold sensation on the back of her legs they burn painfully as she feels him swab over the injured thighs he methodically cleaned the vicious welts she feels him dress the wounds after this he moves along side her unclasping her wrists he lifts her from the table scooping her into his arms he Carry's her over to a chair and sits her down she slumps into it she watches as he walks into the shadows walking back seconds later with a long coat he pulls her to her feet she stands shakily leaning against him as he pulls the arms of the jacket over her arms wrapping it around her tying it at the front he lifts her again into his arms and Carry's her outside without a word he maneuvers her into the passenger seat of his car he shuts the door and walks around to the drivers side he gets in and watches as she rests her head against the window and falls to sleep exhausted he starts the engine and drives away she awakes to a soft stroking on her cheek wake up claire her eyes open weariness gripping her she looks around still in the car but the surroundings are familiar she knows the area shes very near home he looks at her as she blinks the sleep from her eyes "well claire tonight is over in a few minutes you leave this car you have 2 choices! you can run straight to the police you know where i work you,ve seen my face and I'm not going to threaten to come after you if you do however assuming i don't end up in jail by tomorrow ill be here at this spot in exactly 1 week from now ill drive up and expect you to be here" he reaches over her and opens the door pushing it open he looks at her again seeing her tear stained face the confusion in her look "goodnight claire" she struggles out of the car standing unsteadily as she staggers away he pulls the door shut again and pulls away he glances in the mirror and sees her watch as he drives off! the following week he drives his car along the same lane he looks forward into the darkness as he rounds the bend the headlights illuminate a figure at the side of the road he pulls up beside the door opens and the figure steps in he looks at her seeing her stare impassively forward he strokes her cheek feeling her flinch he slaps her "good girl" the engine revs and he pulls away THE END! |
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