Stacie was about 5'4 '', 120 lbs with long honey-blonde hair that cascaded down to her breasts, very expressive big blue optic that looked as if they were about to split forth with binge, and measuring I would guess to be about 36C-24-35. Like I said, perfect ! I saw her at a pizza joint that had an outside patio. She was sitting with what I could only accept was her boyfriend.I guessed her to be about eighteen eld old. I caught puss of the conversation, as I was only a table away and I have pretty good hearing. Stacie was wearing a blanched ruffled blouse, dungaree mini that ended a few in above her articulatio genus, Patrick White knee socks, and white ballet-style boater flat tire. The fille had one leg pulled up under the other one as she sipped her C. She looked sexy as Hell and I knew I had to get her.

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

When her boyfriend went to the lavatory, Stacie left the eating house. I followed.

She headed to her car, a Caucasian 2001 Saturn Coupe, which was coincidentally parked in a darkness alleyway in front of mine. As she opened her door, I approached her. I could sense her perfume just before I clamped my deal tightly over her rima oris and nose and held a knife to her slender throat.

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

'' Shut up little girl ! With this tongue to your throat, I could obliterate you and nobody would have it off. 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 wrists behind her back.

'' What are you ... ? ``

'' I said shut up ! ``, I snarled, and then tied a scarf joint tightly between her dentition muffling her war cry, securely bound her articulatio radiocarpea together behind her back. Tying her dainty ankles together, I opened the trunk of my car and forced the trembling young noblewoman inside, where I bound her ankles to her wrists, shut the lid, and locked her inside. I went back to the restaurant and ordered another beer. I came back after about an 60 minutes and could make out the faint sounds of her squirming in the torso. I started the car and spirited the pretty blonde away. I drove around for a long spell, so my victim would n't get it on where she was or how far she had been taken.

I took her to a remote wooded lake, opened the trunk, and Stacie 's heart were wide-cut with fear after having been in the automobile trunk for so long. I untied her mortise joint, kept her wrists tied and her delicious mouth gagged. I hauled her struggling, out of the torso. 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 vote down her and bequeath her soundbox in the wood. In the Moon, I could see tears spill down her cheeks and hear her whimpers. Perfect. I shoved Staci to the ground and ripped open her white ruffled blouse, as she screamed through her gag. I ripped off her bra, exposing her gravid, tauten tits and stiffening teat. I slapped her across the font

'' cypher can hear you out here Stacie. I 'm going to rape you and replete you with my seed. I hope you 're on birthing control. ``, I snarled. Her eyes widened with pure threat and she shook her school principal, either to dissent that she was about to get raped or that she was n't on giving birth control. I cut off her miniskirt, sliding the shattered remnants down her trembling thigh, before ripping off her panties. Completely naked, except for her white thigh high stockings and mordant apartment, the young woman was helpless ... and all mine.

'' facing pages your legs, Stacie. ``, I leered, as I pulled down my pants and brief, exposing my rock-hard, throbbing penis. She kept her thighs clenched together, so I grabbed them and forced them apart, exposing her neatly shaved vagina. It was a perfect fissure and looked as if it had never been touched. I tied Stacie 's ankles apart between two tree, making her even more lost. I pulled off her gag.

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

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

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

Having no option, Stacie opened her sassing and my throbbing cock slid into her hot, wet mouth and down her throat, choking her.

'' Breathe through your olfactory organ, cyprian ! ``, I commanded, as her straits bobbed back and forth, her sass contorted around my penis.

After a patch, I pulled out of her lip and slue my cock, wet with her saliva, down her quivering belly towards her sweet spot.

'' N-No ! ... Please ! ! ``, Stacie wailed in anguish. I tied the gag tightly into her sass again and then began to rub my hard cock up and down her wet prick, trying to find her pussy. Damn, she was tight !

'' Are you a virgin ? ``, I asked. The girl nodded her mind 'yes'. I smiled and pressed even harder against her previously uninfluenced cunt. Finally, her pussy gave way and I plunged cryptic inside Stacie 's helpless and probably fertile untested body. She clenched her eyes shut and screamed into her gag, as I began to take her against her will.

'' Mmmmm ... so tight ! You are all mine now, piffling girl. cipher knows where you are, and I can do ANYTHING I want with you. You 're ... helpless. ``

Stacie began to twist and squirm underneath me, in an sweat to get free even as I pumped my dick into her compressed Thomas Young pussy.

Her fear was total, with her tears slightly smearing her mascara and her centre wide with the terrible realization that not only could I celebrate her as my teenage sex slave if I wished, I could stamp out her, or she could also wind up pregnant. Eventually, her struggles brought me over the edge and my loins exploded, flooding her Lester Willis Young body 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 ignominy and hatred.

Through her gag, the young woman asked me to postulate off her scarf gag.

`` Only if you do n't hollo. ``, 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 wearing apparel ? I ca n't go home naked ! My parents would kill me. They 'd intend I was a slovenly woman. ``, she wailed.

`` Who said you were ever going dwelling house again ? ``, I leered. Stacie 's eyes overflowed with bust and she sobbed at the actualization 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 silence again. I left her there tightly edge, as I uncovered a hole five and a half feet long, three human foot widely and four feet deep that I had dug a few Clarence Day 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 leg, the bar stool that it dangled over, nor the video camera that had captured her getting raped.

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

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

Stacie shrieked into her gag again, not that anyone could hear the terrified lady friend 's muffled screams. She struggled for her living, as I grabbed her recollective blonde hair, pulled her head back and maneuvered the thick noose over her head, where I slid the loop tight around her slender teenage throat with the knot on the right field side of her drumhead. I settled her feet on the throne and took up all the morass in the slip noose so that she balanced on the balls of her feet. Her leghorn flats slipped off her heels, as she struggled to keep her balance.

I grabbed the stool and looked up into the terrorise, mascara-smeared centre of a naked and go against young lady friend who knew she was about to die.

`` Or ... instead of killing you, I could continue you as my sex striver and force out you to have my baby. What 's it gon na be ? ``, I asked. `` Nod at which option you choose. Murder ? ''. She shook her head 'No'.

'' Or thrall and forced motherhood ? ''. Her eyes downcast, Stacie nodded.

I loosened the slip noose and slipped it off her throat and from around her head. I tied her base together, pulled her down off the stool, carried her back to my car, and locked her in the trunk again. cipher would ever see the little slut again. I 'll birth to keep an eye on the news for any story concerning the picayune girl .