The Security Guard: 1 "Fire Drill"
 

I work at a small university on the east coast. Recently, I was asked to assist with running fire drills. Basically, what we would do is go into a residence hall, activate the alarm and watch all the confused and aggravated students file outside. Then, we go through the halls and do random room checks to make sure that all of the students evacuated in addition to making sure alarms are sounding, lights are flashing and that fire escapes are clear.

Another duty that has recently been bestowed upon me is to provide coverage for the communications desk. Having covered the desk at all times of the day and night and experiencing everything dorm life has to offer from a Safety and Security standpoint, I have learned quite a bit of useful information. Most important of which is that if you wear the uniform and act normal, students will blindly follow any order you give.

I had “borrowed” a uniform from the stock and a spare set of keys; with a half-formed plan in place, I snuck into the all–girls dorm. During the heaviest deluge of the widely forecasted hurricane last summer, I activated the fire alarm.

The students flocked like sheep to the exit, but hesitated because of the storm. Within moments, the real officers showed up with vans to transport the students to another dorm to wait while the dorm was checked. As the last van left, a straggler showed up. As luck would have it, it was a very petite Asian girl who was in the shower when the alarm sounded. She was shivering from cold and was wearing nothing but a towel and a smile when she saw me approach her. I assured the residence hall monitor that I’d take care of her and I hustled her to the adjacent dorm which was closed this year for renovations.

Once inside, the student thanked me for my help. I escorted her to a room towards the end of the hall which had been completed and promised I’d return with some pillows and a blanket. I grabbed some from a closet which was kept stocked for officers and other essential personnel that were forced to spend the night at the university in times of need. When I returned to the room, I surreptitiously locked the door behind me before I brought the bedding to my unsuspecting victim.

She thanked me again and asked when I thought she might be able to get back to her dorm room. I smiled menacingly at her and said, “Not any time soon. You’re mine now, bitch!”

I closed the gap between us in a flash and tore the towel away. Her almond colored nipples instantly hardened and her generous b-cup breasts bounced as she swayed back, confusion shutting down her faculties and fight-or-flight reflex. She covered her breasts with her left arm and covered her tiny bald pussy with her right hand. She tried to scream, but I covered her mouth with my right hand and wrapped my left arm around her, pulling her tight enough against me so that she could feel my need pressing against her stomach.

“You can scream all you want, but no one’s going to be able to hear you in this storm.” I growled at her. With that, I threw her down on the bed and started undoing my belt. She tried to run, but I caught her and fastened my belt around her neck and pulled tight. Thoughts of escape were replaced by the need to survive and she began clawing at my belt, attempting to get some air. While she busied herself with trying to breathe, I unzipped my pants and pulled out my throbbing cock and let it slap against the top of her tight ass.

Her dark-chocolate brown eyes widened as the realization of what was about to happen to her set in. I shoved her back down on the mattress, still holding tight to the belt slung around her tiny neck. I held her right leg down and put my left leg over top of it. Next, I pulled her left leg up and locked her calf under my right arm. The positioning placed her delectably petite pussy directly in line with my ravenous cock.

She kept screaming for help and pleading with me to stop. I merely smiled at her as I pressed against her opening. It was dry, her tiny cunt had probably never accepted a tool as big as mine before and she was clamping down with as much strength as she could muster to keep me from entering.

I pulled away from her sweet snatch and spit on her slit. Then, I brought my right hand to my mouth and got some saliva to rub on the head of my prick. I placed my cock head at her opening again and rubbed the spit around, lubing her opening enough that I could thrust fully inside of her insanely tight cunt.

Her body went rigid. I left my cock buried inside of her so she had no choice to acknowledge my intrusion of her depths. I pulled tighter on my belt around her neck. Her hands were still trying to pull it away from her throat. As soon as the resistance from her legs slackened, I began my assault on her cunt, effectively ruining her hole for almost any future suitor.

I fucked her savagely into the flimsy dorm room mattress for all I was worth. The lack of oxygen was making her weaker as my pounding continued. After a few minutes, the slut's pussy began lubing itself. Her cunt was so wet and so tight and felt so good. I could feel my orgasm building, the need burning in balls and up to my stomach.

"Your cunt is going to make me cum, you little slut."

Her eyes rolled back and her lids fluttered. I considered letting her breathe to keep from passing out, but ultimately decided against it. That bitch passed out and I pulled my dick from her dripping cunt and pumped a huge load all over her face and tits. Once I was finally done dousing her with my seed, I put my dick back in my pants and put my belt back on. Before I left, I put the blanket and pillows back in the closet and took her towel as a trophy before locking the door and vanishing into the night.

Good story, I like the setting and the detail of the storytelling.