Stacie was about 5'4 '', 120 lbs with long honey-blonde hair that cascaded down to her breasts, very expressive big spicy eyes that looked as if they were about to break open Forth with tears, and measure I would guess to be about 36C-24-35. Like I said, perfect ! I saw her at a pizza joint that had an outdoor patio. She was sitting with what I could only assume was her boyfriend.I guessed her to be about eighteen years old. I caught slit of the conversation, as I was only a tabular array away and I have pretty good hearing. Stacie was wearing a white rumple blouse, denim miniskirt that ended a few in above her knees, white knee windsock, and white ballet-style skimmer flats. The young lady had one leg pulled up under the early one as she sipped her Coke. She looked sexy as hell and I knew I had to get her.

She was having a subdued tilt with her male companion, something about him having roving eyes and she accused him of cheating on her.

When her swain went to the john, Stacie left the eating place. I followed.

She headed to her car, a clean 2001 Saturn Coupe, which was coincidentally parked in a dingy alley in forepart of mine. As she opened her room access, I approached her. I could smack her perfume just before I clamped my hand tightly over her mouth and scent and held a knife to her slender throat.

'' MMMUMMMFFF ... MMURMMPPHHHH ! ! ! ``, she whimpered into my hand as she struggled a bit.

'' Shut up little miss ! With this tongue to your pharynx, I could down you and cipher would know. Now do exactly as I say, got it ? ``, I hissed malevolently into her ear. She nodded.

'' Keep quiet and put your work force behind your back. ``, I commanded, forcing her forward over the trunk of my car.

She crossed her wrist behind her back.

'' What are you ... ? ``

'' I said shut up ! ``, I snarled, and then tied a scarf joint tightly between her tooth muffling her vociferation, securely bound her articulatio radiocarpea together behind her back. Tying her goody ankles together, I opened the trunk of my car and forced the trembling Whitney Young lady inside, where I bound her ankles to her wrist, shut the lid, and locked her interior. I went back to the eatery and ordered another beer. I came back after about an minute and could make out the syncope strait of her squirming in the luggage compartment. I started the car and spirited the reasonably blonde away. I drove around for a recollective while, so my victim would n't know where she was or how far she had been taken.

I took her to a remote wooded lake, opened the automobile trunk, and Stacie 's eyes were wide with fear after having been in the luggage compartment for so long. I untied her ankle, kept her wrist joint tied and her luscious mouth gagged. I hauled her struggling, out of the trunk. As I walked her into the Moon, I hissed into her ear that if she did n't do as I told her, I would kill her and leave her body in the woodwind instrument. In the moonlight, I could see tears pour forth down her impudence and get a line her whine. Perfect. I shoved Staci to the ground and ripped give her Elwyn Brooks White frilly blouse, as she screamed through her gag. I ripped off her bra, exposing her large, firm tits and stiffening nipples. I slapped her across the face

'' nonentity can hear you out here Stacie. I 'm going to spoil you and fulfill you with my seed. I hope you 're on birth control. ``, I snarled. Her oculus widened with virtuous terror and she shook her head, either to dissent that she was about to get spoil or that she was n't on birth control. I cut off her mini, sliding the tattered end down her shivering thighs, before ripping off her panty. Completely naked, except for her ovalbumin second joint high stockings and black flats, the young woman was lost ... and all mine.

'' paste your legs, Stacie. ``, I leered, as I pulled down my pants and brief, exposing my rock-hard, throbbing penis. She kept her second joint clenched together, so I grabbed them and forced them apart, exposing her neatly shaved vagina. It was a everlasting cleft and looked as if it had never been touched. I tied Stacie 's ankles apart between two trees, making her even more helpless. I pulled off her gag.

'' Please ! Let me go ! ! ``, she sobbed.

'' Shut up and do what I want bitch, or mommy and dada will never see or hear from you again ! ``, I snarled, as she sobbed even more. I straddled her typeface, rubbing my pre-cum on her lip glossed lips.

'' You know what I want, so start sucking ! ``

Having no pick, Stacie opened her mouthpiece and my throbbing cock slid into her hot, wet lip and down her throat, choking her.

'' Breathe through your nose, whore ! ``, I commanded, as her read/write head bobbed back and forth, her lip contorted around my penis.

After a while, I pulled out of her mouth and skid my cock, wet with her spit, down her quivering belly towards her sweet spot.

'' N-No ! ... Please ! ! ``, Stacie wailed in torment. I tied the gag tightly into her lip again and then began to rub my unvoiced shaft up and down her wet cunt, trying to observe her pussy. damn, she was tight !

'' Are you a virgin ? ``, I asked. The girl nodded her head 'yes'. I smiled and pressed even harder against her previously unmoved pussy. Finally, her pussy gave way and I plunged deep inside Stacie 's helpless and probably productive young dead body. She clenched her centre shut and screamed into her gag, as I began to take her against her will.

'' Mmmmm ... so close ! You are all mine now, little missy. nobody knows where you are, and I can do ANYTHING I want with you. You 're ... helpless. ``

Stacie began to worm and wriggle underneath me, in an effort to get free even as I pumped my cock into her close Cy Young pussy.

Her fright was total, with her tears slightly smearing her mascara and her eyes across-the-board with the frightful actualisation that not only could I keep her as my teenage sex slave if I wished, I could kill her, or she could also wind up fraught. Eventually, her struggles brought me over the bound and my loins exploded, flooding her young consistence with my sperm.

She was crying as my phallus went limp, still pumping my semen into her. Stacie was glaring at me through eyes filled with pity and hatred.

Through her gag, the Pres Young woman asked me to admit off her scarf gag.

`` Only if you do n't scream. ``, I ordered. She agreed. `` How old are you ? '' I asked removingStacie 's gag.

`` I just turned eighteen a week ago. What do I do now that you 've destroyed my dress ? I ca n't go dwelling house naked ! My parents would kill me. They 'd think I was a slut. ``, she wailed.

`` Who said you were ever going home again ? ``, I leered. Stacie 's middle overflowed with split and she sobbed at the realization that her parents would never see her again.

`` W-W-What are you going to do with me now ? ``, she stammered, before I gagged her into muffled secrecy again. I left her there tightly bounce, as I uncovered a hole five and a half metrical unit long, three feet all-inclusive and four pes deep that I had dug a few days ago. I did this where my teenage rape victim could n't see me. Nor could she see the rope noose I had prepared and slung across a tree subdivision, the bar stool that it dangled over, nor the video camera that had captured her getting raped.

I came back to my teenage victim, slung her over my shoulder, and carried her, squirming and kicking, toward the gin. Her eyes widened and cries of desperation sounded through the clearing when she saw the shallow grave I had prepared for her.

`` well Stacie, I ca n't run the endangerment of you telling your parents or the police that you were raped. I also ca n't take the chance of you getting knocked up with my baby. So now ... I am going to make sure that no one ever sees you active again. ``

Stacie shrieked into her gag again, not that anyone could hear the terrified girl 's muffled screams. She struggled for her life, as I grabbed her long blonde hair, pulled her drumhead back and maneuvered the thick noose over her point, where I slid the cringle tight around her slender teenage pharynx with the slub on the right side of her question. I settled her foot on the stool and took up all the slack in the noose so that she balanced on the balls of her substructure. Her skimmer flats slipped off her heels, as she struggled to keep her balance.

I grabbed the feces and looked up into the panic-stricken, mascara-smeared center of a naked and spoil young young lady who knew she was about to die.

`` Or ... instead of killing you, I could keep back you as my sex slave and effect you to have my sister. What 's it gon na be ? ``, I asked. `` Nod at which pick you choose. slaying ? ''. She shook her head 'No'.

'' Or slaveholding and forced motherhood ? ''. Her heart downcast, Stacie nodded.

I loosened the noose and slipped it off her throat and from around her straits. I tied her feet together, pulled her down off the BM, carried her back to my car, and locked her in the trunk again. Nobody would ever see the little jade again. I 'll have to keep an eye on the word for any study concerning the little young woman .