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Nice Things Come in Small Packages

Date: 11/14/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Bondage and restriction, Rape, Author: Mario Caliente, Rating: 76.9, Source: sexstories.com

voice was that of a ten year’s. “Can you let me go now? Please….” I stirred. My penis was still inside her. Her cunt was so small that even a shrunken cock seemed to pose no risk of slipping out. “You’ve gotten what you wanted,” she continued, her tone that of a beggar. The hood still covered her eyes. The last thing she had seen was the dark walkway where she had been abducted, what, maybe two hours ago? “I won’t tell anyone,” she continued. “Honest. Just let me go and I won’t tell anyone, I promise.” Another minute went by as I continued lying heavily on top of her, pushing her bound arms that were tied behind her back into the mattress on the floor of the van. “You’re hurting me,” she whined, her body squirming beneath my weight. I almost laughed. I had just fucked the shit out of her and now she was hurting? Slowly I lifted myself off her, my cock slipping from her pussy as I did so. Saying nothing, one- by- one I unlocked the handcuffs that held her ankles in the air, and one-by-one here short but nicely shaped legs flopped heavily to the mattress. High heel shoes and all. I looked down upon her. Her hands were still duct taped together behind her, and hand cuffs still secured each bicep to posts on either side of the van’s interior. Her tight fitting summer dress was hiked up high above her waist where I had pushed it. The top part of the dress, which had a buttoned front, had remained untouched. Deciding to do something about that, I reached for the buttons. Sandra ... stiffened when she felt this. “I’m not through with you, Sandra honey. The naughty man wants to see your tits.” I paused. “Do I have your permission?” “Fuck you!” she cried. The f-bomb sounded funny coming from a voice that could have belonged to a twelve-year-old. “Why are you doing this to me…?” Her question trailed off into tears. “I’ll take that as a yes,” I chuckled, and proceeded to unbutton the front of her dress. She squirmed on the mattress, sobbing softly as my fingers worked their way from button to button. With the last one undone, I laid the front of the dress open, revealing a dainty bra that contained a pair of tits that were small but in good proportion to the rest of her body. I wanted to pull the dress totally off her. To do that I had to either rip it off her or undo the handcuffs that held her biceps so I could pull it down her body. I didn’t want to destroy the dress. I wanted her to keep it after I was through with her as a souvenir of the fun we had, although I supposed she would never wear the thing again, and instead burn it the first chance she had. The hand cuffs came off. Now only the duct tape on her wrists behind her back secured her. I paused at this point and reached for my Lone Ranger mask. Once it was in place over my face, I reached for the hood still covering the top half of the young woman’s head and pushed it upward, allowing her to see for the first time. The dome light in the van was not bright, but she had become so accustomed to the dark ...