High Rise Stairwell

Lauren came bouncing down the last flight of stairs to the garage. She checked her watch, sighing tiredly as she realized that once again she had worked for more than twelve hours. That made the eighth straight day. She shoved back her long, thick brown hair and continued down the stairs to the under ground parking garage. She heard a noise, suddenly an arm slid around her throat and she was crushed back against another

She squirmed and thrashed desperately, trying to escape whoever had her. She kicked and tried to reach back to claw at them, but was flung hard aganist the wall. The body behind slammed into her, crushing her against the wall as the arm tightened still further around her throat. She felt dizzy, her head faint. She froze in terror, not moving even when the arm loosened and she was able to breath. “Don’t move, ” I hissed, low and evil sounding. “You give me any trouble and you will get hurt.You understand?” She swallowed, or tried to. Her mouth was desert dry. She felt her hair grabbed tightly and her head shaken like a doll.
“Understand?”

“Ye…yes!” she gasped. My hand stayed in her hair as my other hand slid across her face caressing. Lauren didn’t dare move as my hand slid down along her throat, then down along her chest and finally went around behind her. She was pulled away from the wall, shuffling with difficulty as I continued to keep her pulled tightly against my body. They moved down towards the stair landing and then I shoved her forward hard.

She flung her hands down just in time to prevent her face from smashing into the floor as she was forced onto her knees ” Don’t move,” I warned again. ” I don’t want you to move one fucking inch unless I tell you to.
Understand?” Sliding my hand slowly down her back, “Yes! I understand!” she moaned. Then she gasped as she felt my hand between her legs, squeezing her pussy, kneading the flesh through her thin white panties.
Her face was pressed against the floor and she kept it there, afraid to move. ” Get up on your hands and knees, honey.” I sneered.

“So, Lauren, honey,Then my hand squeezed her crotch again. “This is nice too,” I sneered. I bent over her. She could feel my breath on the back of her neck but was too frightened to turn around. “You know, they say that women sit on their most valuable asset,” I hissed. She closed her eyes and shuddered, painfully aware of how exposed she was, bent over like this with her legs apart. My foot shoved them even further, and my hand rubbed at her crotch. Then she felt what could only be a knife blade sliding up and down the seam of her pants between her buttocks. With a deft movement, I sliced through the seam and cut upwards several
inches, not touching her body.

Then my fingers gripped slid into the hole and ripped it wide open, exposing her panties. “Please,” she whimpered. ” Quiet, Shhhh” I hissed. I gripped the crotch of her panties and then slid my finger under them, rubbing her pussy. She moaned weakly, ” oooooohhhhhh..ooooohhhh” stiff with fear. My finger slid in under the crotch. She felt my finger against her cunt. I gripped the crotch and yanked it back, ripping her panties right off. I tore her pants further open, exposing her entire ass and the soft furry brown mound beneath it.

“Now that’s worth a lot of money,” I sniggered, my hand rubbing her cunt again. ” I could get a fortune if I sold this.” She blushed furiously, mortified to have me viewing her like this. My finger was back. It was gliding across her buttocks, slowly on her warm skin. I slid it round and round her buttocks, then down between her legs, again rubbing back and forth over her pussy lips. I took it away, and then it was next to her face. lightly caressing her cheek. ” My finger dipped into her cunt, sliding easily between her cunt lips. She fought to keep herself still as my finger made her lips tingle. “Don’t,” she gasped. “Don’t!” “No? Maybe you’d like something else in there instead?”
“Yes. Fuck me!” she gasped. “Fuck me with your cock!” “Why you dirty little vixen,” I sneered. “You want me to stick my hard long thick cockcock up your little pussy?” “Yes! Please put it in me!” “You want it ?”
“Yes!’ she gulped. “You want it up your tight cunt tunnel ?” “Yes! Please. Fuck my cunt tunnel!” She bit her lip to hold back tears at having to degrade herself further, at having to say the filthy words, but she was too terrified to do anything else. “I don’t think so. I think your cunt is not ready. Maybe you’d like it up the ass instead.” She closed her eyes in resignation and misery.
“Is that it, honey? Would you like one up the asshole?” “Yes,” she gulped.