Photographer with bride-to-be

"Ron?" I asked, getting nervous. I heard a car door slam shut, and then strong arms were around he, a hand covered my mouth, the scream I let out was wasted into that hand. I could feel an erection pressing into my back. I knew that this was my fantasy being played out, but it was better to pretend it wasn't. I struggled. trying to wiggle out of his hands. My feet, were kicking backwards trying to connect with anything. He held me up and away from him easily. The fear was mingled with the sweetness of arousal. I fought the moan that wanted to erupt from my thoat.

I was in his hands, literally.
 
I carried the young girl to the couch. She struggled, but I knew she was just playing the game. Once I positioned her face down on the couch, I was able to secure her hands behind her back and gag her sweet mouth. Picking her up once again, I carried her through the building, out the back door and into the van that was parked behind my studio.

I wondered what she could possibly be thinking as I closed the door and the van pulled away. Was she afraid ? I certainly hoped so, because what she was about to experience was going to be intense !
 
I knew it was Ron, I could tell from the scent of him. He was gentler than a real rapist would have been. But he was playing the role to perfection. I started feeling the fear and something else build when he carried me out to a van and placed me in back of it. The van was carpeted. My hands were bound behind me, and i couldn't shout or ask questions due to the gag, I let my imagination go.
 
Brenda lay helplessly on her back, anticipating my next move. I sat next to her as the van sped away. She looked so delicious lying before me. I placed my hand on her bare knee and slid it up the inside of her thigh. I wanted her so badly. She was becoming my obsession.

My hand reached the outline of her panties and I followed them between her legs. I wanted to scrap the whole rape idea and take her back to the studio. I wanted my cock buried deep within her young pussy. Her youth and innocence were driving me wild. It took every ounce of discipline to not take her right there....
 
Back
Top