Coerced teengirl forced to do the bidding of a demented perverted rapist, cruel and unempathetic… just an older man with specific needs really.
I dont imagine when she left school early that afternoon her first thought was losing her virginity.. she was heading to buy her boyfriend a birthday card and a game gift card. She suddenly bumped into him in the busy mall. ” Oh sorry Mr uhm you ok” The grey haired dapper old gent smiled. “No damage done my dear but thank you for your concern” Alison led, her cute 15 yr old features heavily made up turned him on he swiftly took in her 34b breasts tenting out the tight blouse, her short school skirt a blue pleated kilt and knee highs with black leather shoes… he could almost smell her sweating musky fanny as she stood waiting to be served.
He followed her along the rows of mall shops discreetly before bumping into her deliberately again, feigning injury.. “Oh, oh God oh, uhh im so so sorry? Please forgive my clumsiness Mr??” – “Well, not you again miss? I must say that’s twice and im rather sore after that. Tell you what, seeing as you want to make it up to me? Join me for a soda and cake… and I’ll forget about it. After all not every day I get accosted by a gorgeously pretty girl like you.? Im Jay.. Alison grins flattered at the compliment, telling him her name and agreeing to join him in Costa… He says “Oh… I just remembered !! I’ve left my wallet in my car silly me.”
Alison offer to wait if he wants her to? Jay suggests she follow along and chat with him as he offerscto carry her bags… Being a well brought up but nieve girl, Alison Munro agrees and follows the old man out.. Alison Munro is never going to get to see the boyfriend on his birthday… Alison Munro has been chloroform and plaved in his car. Its false plates and stolen status part of his plan for getting a mall rat as he calls the nubile babes thst frequent the place..This one especially delectable… he looks at her sprawled over the back seat legs slightly ajar and the promise of a nice holes to play in within the cotton prison their confined in for now.
When Alison come too, she’s still in her clothes but finds her self cable tied to a bed. She’s in what appears to be a cabin or pre-fabricated hut. Its got windows but they’re blacked out her mouth is gagged and her legs spread and cable tied to the bottom of the bed… nieve or not Alison knows what this is leading too. Tearfully she looks around on hearing him speak… where’s the old man she thinks gone is the grey hair moustache and beard no spectacles no stoop and certainly no old man… this younger fitter model is obviously very virile as her eyes are drawn to his bulging crotch… she shakes and pulls on her bonds as her sobs increase….
Jay touches her thigh and strokes her forehead leaning down to kiss her tear stained cheek… mascara runs down her damp cheeks blackening her eyes and giving her a very alluring, fuck me, innocent type of aura. So Alison you told me of yiur boyfriend Ezra? 17 you said, older like the older boys do you. Has he touched you yet? Has he fucked you Alison…. She nods her head from side to side wailing as its obvious jays going to attend to that issue!! Oh dear now yiu need to calm down or it’s going to hurt even more… ok?
Jay enlightens her of his immediate plans for her. If she cooperates, good and fine. If not? He pulls out a tray of sharps and dental implements… holds her head up to give a better look as she screams into her gag…”I dont think we’ll need these Alison do you… ” He grins evilly, she’s hysterical, shaking the bed, her skirt goes dark at the crotch it’s so obvious she’s pissed herself with fear. Thank goodness for plastic protectors or you’d be sleeping in that mess bitch…now no more fucking about girl.
If I untie you and you do anything anything at all to try to escape or hurt me. I will tear out your clit and force it down your toothless throat after I’ve pulled them out one by one. Got it? He engaged her eye to eye. “GOT IT”… YES YES YES IVE FUCKING GOT IT…. She screams back in frustrated anger…. Jay giggles. Oh my, you are pissed,more ways than one arent you sweet cheeks. Now im going to untie you remember the rules… once freed, you will stand upright and strip naked…then… you will sit on that chair, open your legs proceeding to showing me how you masturbate yourself. Alison is wide eyed and horified at the idea of this happening. She’s also more terrified of it not happening.
Minutes later she’s stripping slowly as he films her every movement. Her damp skirt is first to go then her wet pissy panties navy blue cotton he notes. Her 15yr old cunt is trimmed and has ginger pubes in a patch above her shaved cunt lips her slit is like a razor slash with pink indie lips her trembling hands are unbuttoning her blouse as he zooms in on her ginger minge. Blushing furiously she loses her blouse and sobs as her bra drops over her wrists to fall in the pile at her feet. Standing head bowed she slowly moves to take up her open legged pose on the easy chair in the corner.
As she sits her arse cold on the leather chairs cushion it squeaks as her damp bum cheeks stick to it her cunt opens a little as she spreads her thighs slightly, Jay coughs and tells her to place a leg over each of the chairs arms. Alison bulks knowing how further exposed this makes her but comply ending up in the most obscene pose she’s ever been in all her life. He sighs and pulls at his cock… wank bitch move do it mastirbate lets see those digits on and in that lovely little pussy of yours. Do it. Good baby let the folks see what a fucking slut you really are. No more miss goody two shoes… talking of which… leave them on its cute in those knee highs and fuck all else.
She crys as her fingers find her pubic mound and trail to her aroused slit… I see your enjoying it? Good girl…. Alison is mortified, her fanny is wetting up so much… its never as wet as quick in bed at home, she muses….fuck it harder girl, get it on… lets pretend your boyfriends here watching you too…Alison breaths and grunts heavily, frightened, her arousal hits new heights… she knows its close. That familiar tingling, the butterfly’s in her stomach, her tight young arse hole clenching in out…then….. ??
Suddenly…. almost catching her watching herself unawares…she screeches, she quivers, thighs pumping, arse arching off the cushion, her trickling pussy fluttering while her release seeps over her trapped hand, her young clenching hole squishing musky dew over her thighs as after shocks hit againand again… She sits back, shaky legs splayed open still, relaxed as her orgasms subside, then? Reality kicks back in… She’s just abused herself for a psychotic pedophile, pervert? She orgasmed doing it !!.
Humiliation and shame flood her eyes, she blubbers… Snot and spit drench her tits as she breaks down shivering, arms wrapped around herself, knees up attempting to cover up her wet hole, tits jiggling erotically but Alison Munro feels nothing. Only lonely, miserably exposed as she’s sat in that dirty perverted position on his leather chair. Imagination working frantically, she’s attempting to block out the horrors it’s conjuring in her head regarding her immediate future in the next few minutes ….
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