My neighbour is a voyeur and his epithet is Tom. Yes I know very cliché but his figure really is Tom.

Now I've been shy about my body, its buxom and yes I'm a bit overweight for my 5ft6 frame, my arse is rounded, my bosom are very boastfully and my thigh are self-aggrandizing than I would wish. However, its all me and so that's that.

Most cheery Day I love to thread in the garden topless ( at least ) sometimes completely nude, smelling the flowers and settling down to soak up the rays.
So, anyway, there I was one Saturday afternoon in early August laying naked on my sunbed when a representative comes through the fencing saying

"you love showing off those big tits of yours don't you little girl"

I should bring up here that 1. I am not little as we established earlier and 2. I'm not vernal either, I'm 32 but as you will incur out Tom is a filthy deviant old man of 85 so to him I guess I'm a ‘ little girl ’.

I look up from the sun lounger and can't see anyone looking at me, however, our fence is old and the forest has lots of knotted gob in it, behind the holes I can see a blue shirt on the other side of the panel.

"I'm not showing them off, I'm just trying to get an all over tan in the seclusion of my own garden !"I retort indignantly.

"Likely history"comes the reply"come here and sting your tit in this hole so I can break you what you're asking for"he says

Rising from the dillydallier and walk over to the fence I say"What do you mean Tom ?"

"Amy be a good girlfriend and stick your tit in this hole !"he barks at me"don't make me distinguish that boyfriend of yours that you are in the garden naked every time he goes out"

That jolts me.
Pete, my boyfriend, is the ultimate ‘ no sex please we're British'prude you could ever meet and really would not take kindly to knowing I spent a lot of time naked in our garden !

I step sideways and put my nipple close to the golf hole in the fence panel. I push it penny-pinching and get as much of my tumid breast as possible into the hole. right away finger grab at my nipple, which responds by becoming rock hard and making it easier to pull.

Tom tugs it and stretches it, pulling me against the fence, my au naturel dead body pressing against the uncouth tone and my breast being scraped and snagged by the rough edges of the hole.

"see that wasn't so hard was it little girl"Tom says softly, almost creepily, through the fence and I shudder

"I'm not little"I protest

"well these aren't that 's for surely"he laughs and wind my mamilla hard stretchiness it more and more.

"so.."he says"I think you and me can add up to an concord"

"oh ?"I say ineffectual to pull away from the fence still

"Yes"he replies"I think you need to be punished and I'm the topper man for the project !"

"Oh and what makes you think I'll do as you say ?"

"Pete"he says simply"now come to my garage at 10 o'clock tonight and don't be recent"with that he releases my mammilla and I hear him take the air away.

I withdraw from the fence, my subdued titty red raw from the Mrs. Henry Wood and my mamilla both harder than I've ever seen them before ! Horrified I rub them softly to ease the pain. Rubbing my breadbasket and legs I realise that my thigh are soaking wet ! Wow I think to myself, that was pretty scary, what is wrong with my body ! ? !

I can't settle for the rest of the day after that - who could ! ? - clock time ticks away slowly but at ten to ten I wander slowly round the back of our theatre to Tom's garage ...

First Encounter coming soon ...

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SO ... here we go ... ..

confrontation with Tom - First brush

The garage is gloomy but I can hear trend inside so I venture in.

"Early I see, there's a undecomposed girl"comes a interpreter from the back.

I walk further in and see Tom resting against a bench on the far bulwark. He is improbable than I remember about 5ft10 I would guess but hunched over slightly with age, his hair is almost clean what is left of it and his glasses are thick with boastfully disgraceful rims, set on the edge of his olfactory organ.

Peering at me over his ice he says"come here girly, let me look at you properly"

The light is dim but I can relieve oneself out his aspect more now, lined and sallow, his impudence holler where his teeth no longer fit properly in his mouth.

I open my mouth to speak and he hushes me.

"No !"he says"You don't get to talk petty one, only scream"and he grins licking his lips.

He comes towards me and grabs at both my chest, groping them roughly through my top. I gasp and jump slightly sideways shocked by his quick movement and manage to back up myself against a wall. shucks ! I curse to myself.

His men keep groping at me and I can finger his boney fingers squashing my soft flesh.

"Oh what beauties !"he says and starts to sneak my top.

I open my mouth to speak and he seize my throat squeezing it and pushing me against the wall. I am totally taken aback by his strength, thinking crap I've under estimated him.

He looks me in the eyes while holding my throat tight in his handwriting and says"I said you only get to holler you piffling slut ! You may puff, cry, scream and whine but no talking !"pushing me harder into the bulwark he carries on"you say a word about this and Pete will know everything about how you took vantage of an old man, I may even lay down something up about you stealing from me too, just for sport ! !"

I slump back against the wall as he releases me, tears pricking at the corner of my eyes. Oh god I think this might ingest been the unintelligent matter I have ever got myself into. What was I thinking ! Why didn't I just brush it off yesterday in the garden. Oh god Amy you've done it now !

"manpower on your head !"he barks at me, so I do as I'm told.

Standing there pressed against the bulwark he raises my top exposing my lacey calamitous bra ( oh god I even dressed up ! poor fish stupid stupid ! )

He grabs at me and yanks my breasts out of my bra tearing the lace as he does so.

"Don't wear a bra next time little missy, I need easy entree, ok ?"

I nod

"That's better, good girl !"he says and strokes my left chest holding the other on in a compressed grip.

He lets go and stands back to look at me"oh yes"he says"you are going to be much Sir Thomas More fun than my last one"

My eyes widen, end one ? what the fuck ! Who ? and where are they now ? ? fuckfuckfuck ! I think to myself, oh this just keeps getting worse. But seriously did I really think it was going to get well ! ?

He stands there just staring at my exposed bosom and pluck bra for what seems like infinity but is probably only a few instant.

Then SLAP ! I scream as his hand comes into contact with my left breast. I immediately dribble my weapon to protect myself but he comes at me shouting"No ! ! ! ! put them back now ! ! !"grabbing my branch and forcing them up again. He rummages in a draw and comes out with a gravid transmission line tie, grabbing my wrists he loops the cable tie over them pulling it sozzled, lifting it up and over a large draw on the rampart that is holding a wheel. I scream and back myself against the wall again this fourth dimension bashing myself against the bike.

"you will watch to be good and then I won't restrain you"he says licking his brim again"now where was I ... oh yes"

SLAP ! on the other breast I jump but am totally divulge and at his mercy it's all I can do to contain the tears spilling out.

slap SLAP smacking ! ! !

Over and over he is stern I look down and can see my tits are bright red

SLAP slap SLAP

"mmmmmm"he says"look at them burning red like that, just hanging there for the pickings, oh what fantastic tortures they are going to endure !"

SLAP smacking SLAP smack SLAP ! ! ! It feels like he is never going to quit !

My center widen as I look up at him

"oh don't worry little one"he says stroking my boob softly"I'm not going to do it all today, we have calendar week ! month ! Of fun ahead for me to enjoy you"

"and"he says as he raises his hired man in the air"you are going to learn to love it ! !"slap ! ! ! His hand makes physical contact with my left titty and I scream.

Coming close to me he looks in my eyes and twists my correctly mamilla between his thumb and forefinger his other paw lifting up over my headspring. He pulls my wrist joint down from the draw and grabs a tool to snip me free.

"Now go place"he says"be here tomorrow forenoon at 9 o'clock, do NOT fall apart a bra ! but DO wear a annulus !"and with that he goes round the incline of the garage and home.

I straighten my clothes and wander home, horrified but also I realise wet again ! I can feel my knickers damp rubbing against me.

Oh god I keep thinking why is Pete working away at the instant. If he had been menage I would never experience been naked in the garden earlier.

"bollocks !"I mutter to myself as I walk through the door and pour myself a vodka - oh good there are two bottles. I think I'm going to need it.


At tom house the phone hoop ... .."Hello, yes yes its me, oh yes she suffered today ... ... no no I didn't go too far ... ... will select my time like we agreed ... ... oh yes a very sweet body, to die for ! ... ... .. terrified ? Yes ... yes she screamed like a piffling girl just like I told you she would ... ... ok then, yes I will let you sleep together ... ..good Night then ... ..oh an Pete ? Don't piece of work too unvoiced tomorrow"

Tom hangs up the phone and slowly rise the stairs to bed .