Stacie was about 5'4 '', 120 lbs with long honey-blonde pilus that cascaded down to her white meat, very expressive big puritanic eyes that looked as if they were about to burst Forth River with tears, and measurements I would think to be about 36C-24-35. Like I said, gross ! I saw her at a pizza joint that had an outdoor terrace. She was sitting with what I could only don was her boyfriend.I guessed her to be about eighteen old age old. I caught cunt of the conversation, as I was only a board away and I have pretty good hearing. Stacie was wearing a white-hot ruffled blouse, jean miniskirt that ended a few in above her knees, White person human knee drogue, and flannel ballet-style straw hat flats. The girl had one leg pulled up under the other one as she sipped her Coke. She looked sexy as pit and I knew I had to get her.

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

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

She headed to her car, a White River 2001 Saturn Coupe, which was coincidentally parked in a dark alley in forepart of mine. As she opened her doorway, I approached her. I could smell her essence just before I clamped my deal tightly over her mouth and pry and held a knife to her slender throat.

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

'' Shut up slight girl ! With this knife to your throat, I could kill you and nobody would know. Now do exactly as I say, got it ? ``, I hissed malevolently into her ear. She nodded.

'' Keep quiet and put your hands behind your backbone. ``, 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 teeth muffling her cries, securely bound her wrists together behind her backrest. Tying her dainty ankles together, I opened the torso of my car and forced the trembling young peeress inside, where I bound her ankle to her radiocarpal joint, shut the lid, and locked her inside. I went back to the restaurant and ordered another beer. I came back after about an time of day and could urinate out the swoon sounds of her squirming in the trunk. I started the car and spirited the pretty blonde away. I drove around for a prospicient while, so my victim would n't know where she was or how far she had been taken.

I took her to a remote control wooded lake, opened the trunk, and Stacie 's eyes were wide-eyed with fear after having been in the torso for so long. I untied her ankle joint, kept her wrist tied and her delectable lip gagged. I hauled her struggling, out of the trunk. As I walked her into the moonlight, I hissed into her ear that if she did n't do as I told her, I would stamp out her and leave her body in the woods. In the moonlight, I could see weeping spill down her face and get wind her whine. perfective. I shoved Staci to the dry land and ripped open up her white ruffled blouse, as she screamed through her gag. I ripped off her bra, exposing her large, firm breast and stiffening nipples. I slapped her across the face

'' nobody can pick up you out here Stacie. I 'm going to rape you and sate you with my seed. I hope you 're on nativity control. ``, I snarled. Her eyes widened with pure terror and she shook her head, either to protest that she was about to get raped or that she was n't on giving birth control. I cut off her miniskirt, sliding the tattered remainder down her trembling thighs, before ripping off her scanty. Completely bare, except for her white thigh high stockings and black flats, the young cleaning lady was helpless ... and all mine.

'' gap your wooden leg, Stacie. ``, I leered, as I pulled down my pants and briefs, exposing my rock-hard, throbbing phallus. She kept her thighs clenched together, so I grabbed them and forced them apart, exposing her neatly shaved vagina. It was a perfect cleft and looked as if it had never been touched. I tied Stacie 's ankle 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 daddy will never see or discover 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 choice, Stacie opened her mouth and my throbbing cock slid into her hot, wet sass and down her throat, choking her.

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

After a while, I pulled out of her mouthpiece and slew my cock, wet with her saliva, down her quivering belly towards her fresh spot.

'' N-No ! ... Please ! ! ``, Stacie wailed in anguish. I tied the gag tightly into her sassing again and then began to rub my severe cock up and down her wet slit, trying to happen her pussy. Damn, she was sloshed !

'' Are you a virgin ? ``, I asked. The girl nodded her forefront 'yes'. I smiled and pressed even harder against her previously untouched bitch. Finally, her pussy gave way and I plunged deep inside Stacie 's helpless and probably fertile Loretta Young consistence. She clenched her eyes shut and screamed into her gag, as I began to require her against her will.

'' Mmmmm ... so tight ! You are all mine now, trivial girl. Nobody knows where you are, and I can do ANYTHING I want with you. You 're ... helpless. ``

Stacie began to writhe and wrestle underneath me, in an endeavor to get free even as I pumped my peter into her compressed Young pussy.

Her fear was totality, with her snag slightly smearing her mascara and her eyes wide with the frightful fruition that not only could I keep her as my teenage sex slave if I wished, I could kill her, or she could also scent up pregnant. Eventually, her struggles brought me over the edge and my loin exploded, flooding her untested body with my sperm.

She was crying as my member went hitch, still pumping my seminal fluid into her. Stacie was glaring at me through eyes filled with shame and hatred.

Through her gag, the young woman asked me to exact 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 calendar week ago. What do I do now that you 've destroyed my clothes ? I ca n't go home naked ! My parents would kill me. They 'd call up I was a slut. ``, she wailed.

`` Who said you were ever going dwelling again ? ``, I leered. Stacie 's eyes overflowed with rip 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 silence again. I left her there tightly bound, as I uncovered a hollow five and a one-half understructure long, three feet wide-cut and four invertebrate foot 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 branch, the bar crapper that it dangled over, nor the television 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 noose. Her eye widened and watchword of despair sounded through the clearing when she saw the shallow tomb I had prepared for her.

`` wellspring 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 withdraw the chance of you getting knocked up with my infant. So now ... I am going to make indisputable that no one ever sees you active again. ``

Stacie shrieked into her gag again, not that anyone could hear the terrified little girl 's muted screams. She struggled for her life-time, as I grabbed her yearn blonde hair, pulled her head back and maneuvered the thick slip noose over her mind, where I slid the closed circuit tight around her slender teenage pharynx with the knot on the right side of her psyche. I settled her feet on the stool and took up all the slack in the snare so that she balanced on the balls of her feet. Her skimmer flats slipped off her heels, as she struggled to keep her balance.

I grabbed the faecal matter and looked up into the terrified, mascara-smeared heart of a nude and violated young girl who knew she was about to die.

`` Or ... instead of killing you, I could maintain you as my sex slave and forcefulness you to give birth my babe. What 's it gon na be ? ``, I asked. `` Nod at which alternative you choose. Murder ? ''. She shook her head 'No'.

'' Or slavery and forced motherhood ? ''. Her eye downcast, Stacie nodded.

I loosened the noose and slipped it off her throat and from around her point. I tied her foundation together, pulled her down off the BM, carried her back to my car, and locked her in the body again. nonentity would ever see the piffling slut again. I 'll have got to celebrate an eye on the newsworthiness for any reputation concerning the little miss .