On a table in the lobby were some booklets about the college courses, college history and faculty. Sex “Now you strip, naked, understand.” Helen didn’t move. She fumbled for the clasp behind her back and removed her bra. The next evening he waited for her. At the gym he waited a few minutes then went in. Waving the knife he said again, “Get over here now.” Helen slid over next to him “Don’t please.” she gasped as he unzipped her top down below her breasts. All cute with shoulder length hair. “God that ass.” he gasped. Wide eyed, nostrils flairing Helen watched him tie the stuffing in place with the cloth strip. “Don’t move.” He walked away then came back a minute later. As she felt his denim covered cock on her ass, Helen weakly begged, “God please no.”
He released her and stepped back. Dark brown slacks tight enough to show a nice butt that had just enough wiggle to make him start to harden.”Huh, no pantylines.” he thought. Next she pulled off her tank top and shorts. Helen grunted then froze. The knife pressed on her neck. She stood by her Blazer, dropped her gym bag and fished her keys from her purse. “Please, I have money, credit cards,” she weakly begged. “Face down, bitch,” he hissed.
