1. Nice Things Come in Small Packages


    Date: 3/2/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Bondage and restriction, Rape, Author: Mario Caliente, Rating: 76.9, Source: sexstories.com

    her gag. I could already see her panties at the hemline of her hiked up mini-skirt and roughly pushed the tight fitting skirt higher up on her, over the swell of her hips, until her lacy panties where exposed in their entirety. I could understand the word “no” coming from her throat as I did this, despite the fact that her voice was greatly muffled by the gag and hood. I felt my penis grow stiff and restless inside my pants at the sound of her moans. I tore off my pants in haste and freed my staff to now loom heavy, laden with blood, over the prone figure of the young woman I had abducted off a late night walkway. The girl, who could not see me for the hood but who obviously heard the zipper of my pants and the rustle of my clothes as I took them off, flailed at me with her legs to absolutely no avail whatsoever, except to excite me even further with the sight of her high heel shoes kicked blindly in the air. I now grasped her panties by the sides of their waist band and pulled them down, and was treated to the vision of a well shaved pussy. The petite young woman’s body writhed in objection to this, but her thrashing legs did not slow me from pulling her panties completely down her short, shapely legs and past her high heel shoes, at which point I tossed them into a dark corner of the van. I kneeled between her now bared legs. Her petite body, naked now from the waist down, was a wonder in miniature. She was the size of a child, but as I said before had all the bells of ...
    whistles of the hot, curvaceous, fully mature adult female that she was. I lifted one of her legs upward toward a a third pair of handcuffs that were hanging attached to the inside roof of the van. The cuffs went around the girl’s ankle. When I released her leg, it remained suspended in the air, hanging from the overhead cuff. It a moment her other leg was lifted against her protest and attached in the same fashion to a fourth handcuff. The result of this was that now my little woman was completely immobilized, her legs lifted and parted. She looked as if she were in a gynecologist’s chair, her feet in the stirrups, ready for an exam. And I was going to play her doctor! I inserted a finger into her pussy. The young woman squirmed in desperation as I shoved my digit to the hilt and reamed her, feeling with my fingertip the soft, warm, moist walls of her vagina. My, she was tight! I sent a second finger into her, and it was as if that was all the space she had for me. Her body twisted before me. Mumbled protests could be heard from behind the gag. Her hooded head flopped from side to side on the mattress on the floor of the van. She was able to squirm a little, but the four binding cuffs that secured her four limbs did not permit her any real movement. Her chest heaved with her panicked breathing—the tight-fitting upper part of her dress that encased her big girl breasts seemed to be stretched to the limit. The buttons there seemed as if they might pop. I wondered if she was having ...
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