Halloween role play, victim needed

[tom8517]

Kristen had thought the witch costume was fun at first, even if she had thought herself a little old for Halloween at 22, tight black dress, pointed hat, black fishnet stockings, black stiletto heels. she and her friends had all laughed as they trick or treated, enjoying the admiring glances from the male homeowners.

She had somehow separated from her friends, she was on a street she didn't recognize, the wind had picked up, it was really getting cold.

Only one house had a light on, Kristen checked her phone, dead, she screwed up her courage and walked to the door to ask to use the phone...

[la hotchick]

A few days before Halloween, a couple of girlfriends asked me to go trick or treating with them. I hadn't gone since I was a kid, so I agreed that it might be fun. I decided on a sexy witch costume which did a good job of showing off my curves.

As we went from house to house, I had to say it was nice to see the guys I met checking me out and I was having a lot of fun. But somewhere along the way, my friends had gone one way and I had gone another. Now, I was in a strange neighborhood, alone, and didn't see anyone or anything I knew. I took out my cell phone to call my friends, but I had forgotten to charge it that day and it was dead.

"Damn it!" I walked around for a few minutes, hoping to run into other people who might still be out, but it was getting late, just about everyone had gone in for the night, and the streets were practically deserted.

Not knowing what else to do, and totally lost, I finally saw a house down the street that had inside and outide lights on. I didn't really like the idea of going up to a strange house late at night by myself, but I didn't have any other options. If I could just get to a telephone, I could call one of my friends to come pick me up and get me home. I walked up to the front porch and knocked on the door...

[tom8517]

The familiar urges had been growing all day, it was time to hunt again. Halloween had always been a favorite, the crowds, the parties, so many choices. And a man in a mask blended right in.

I dressed all in black, I could already imagine blending in to the darkness, selecting a victim, savoring the time I stalked her.

Movement on the walk outside caught my eye, I could hardly believe my luck, a woman alone, moving up to my door. She looked perfect, tailor made to my needs. "A halloween present, gift wrapped and delivered to my door." I murmured to myself.

As the expected knock came at the door, I put on a disarming smile, and opened the door.

"Hi, can I help you?"

[la hotchick]

"Hi, can I help you?", the man who answered the door asked. His smile seemed genuine, and he appeared to be a decent guy, so I said,

"Hi, I know it's late, and I'm sorry to disturb you, but I was out with a couple of friends for Halloween, and I got separated from them. I don't really know where I am, and my cell phone is dead. Would you mind if I used your phone so I can call them to come and get me? It'll only take a minute. Oh, by the way, my name's Kristen."

[tom8517]

I drank in the sight of her, enjoying the irony of her actually asking permission to come in.

It took a massive effort to maintain control, I resisted the urge to grab her by the hair and drag her screaming inside. But this was one to be savored.

"No problem, come on in, the phone is this way." I gestured toward the kitchen at the end of the hall.

As she walked down the hall, away from safety, away from anyone who could help her, I let my eyes travel up her shapely legs, over the hot little ass showcased by the tight black dress.

I slid the deadblock home, and followed her down the hall.

[la hotchick]

"Thanks, I really appreciate it...it won't take them long to come get me...I'll just make the phone call, and then wait outside so I won't bother you any longer than I have to", I said, as I stepped inside.

As I walked down the hallway in the direction of the phone, I was vaguely aware that he was walking behind me, but I didn't really think much about it. I was focused on making my call and then getting back outside to wait for my friends...

[tom8517]

She lifts the phone, but before she can dial my hand closes over the phone and hangs it up. The friendly smile is gone from my face, I look at her, a puzzled and increasingly frightened expression on her face.

"You don't have to call for a ride, you're not going anywhere, at least not until I've finished with you."

[la hotchick]

Just when I am picking up the phone to dial, he surprises me by grabbing the phone out of my hand.

"You're not going anywhere until I'm finished with you."

"Wh-what do you mean? What is this all about?", I ask.

I'm hoping that he doesn't mean what I think he does, and I can feel myself starting to panic as I start backing away from him...

[tom8517]

As she backs away I grab her arm and pull her tight against me, one over her mouth the other at her throat.

"Don't scream, I'll make it worse if you scream. We're gonna have a little halloween party, just you and me. You be a good little bitch and I'll let you go when we're done."

"You scream, or try to get away, and I'll hurt you in ways you can't even imagine."

I slowly remove the hand from your mouth, the other slightly tighens the pressure on your throat.

[la hotchick]

I try to back away from him, but he grabs my arm and pulls me toward him, clamps his hand over my mouth, and wraps his other hand around my throat.

When he takes his hand off my mouth, I want to scream, but no one would hear me anyway, and with his other hand tightening around my throat, it's hard for me to breathe.

As I'm facing him, I manage to hit him in the stomach with my knee. It wasn't a very hard blow, but it was enough for him to loosen his hold on my throat to where I can get out of his grip.

I bolt in the direction of the front door...

[tom8517]

I catch her as she tries to open the door, the deadbolt stops her. I grasp her hair as desperately struggles with the door, pull her backwards hard, the whimper of pain from her her pulled hair gets my already stiff cock hard as a rock. I'm going to enjoy teaching this one the price she will pay to disobey me before I rape her.

I slam her up against the wall, slap her face hard, once, twice then a third time.

"The more I have to hurt you, the better I like it, tell me when you are ready to me my submissive little whore, and I'll stop hurting you."

I tighten my hand around her throat again, squeezing hard this time, as I slap her hard across the face once again.

[la hotchick]

I manage to get to the door, but the deadbolt is in place, and he grabs me from behind before I can get it open. I cry out as he yanks me backwards by my hair, spins me around, and shoves me hard against the wall. He slaps me hard several times across the face to where I see stars, then he grabs me by the throat and squeezes it, slapping me hard across the face again.

He tells me that he will stop hurting me if only if I give in and stop fighting...

He is too strong for me to go on fighting, and there is no way for me to escape, so I have no other choice...

"Please don't hit me again...I submit", I tell him tearfully...

[tom8517]

I tighten the hand on your throat a bit futher, the hand that had slapped you with slides down to cup your breast. I fondle you hard through the fabric of your dress, my fingers digging in and roughly twisting your firm tit.

I lean in and whisper in your ear, hot breath on your cheek, the raspy voice tells you, "I'm going to fuck you, but first I'm going to take you downstairs, I have a special spot where I entertain my "dates". Once I have you down there, you can scream all you want, as a matter fact, I kind of like it, no one will hear you. And I have all sorts of ways to make you scream."

I spin you around, pull your arms behind you and begin tying your hands behind your back with a lenght of thin rope I had tucked in my pocket earlier.

[la hotchick]

I have no choice but to give in, and he wraps his hand hard around my throat, making it hard for me to breathe. I start trembling as he begins to fondle my breasts.

He tells me he is going to fuck me, but that he has another place downstairs that he is going to bring me first...just like all of his dates? I wonder how many other women he has done this to before. And then in horror I start thinking about what exactly he has in mind to do to me, especially since he tells me that he can make me scream.

As he spins me around and pulls out rope to tie my hands behind my back, out of desparation, I try to talk him out of whatever he is planning on doing.

"Please...you don't have to do this...I'm sure you could find a woman to have sex with you if you had a relationship with her...why do you need to do this to me? If you let me go now, I promise I won't say anything to anyone."

[tom8517]

God, i love it when they beg, when they get to the "please let me go, I won't tell" part I know they are mine. The slight trace of fear in her voice stiffens an already hard cock.

I finish tying her wrists behind her, I pull her tight against me, her bound hands are forced up against the bulge of my hard cock through my jeans. I can feel her try to pull away, but I hold her tight, savoring the moment.

Then I push her face first against the wall, I can taste her fear now, the terror is delicous.

I kneel behind her, place one hand on each of ankles and slowy run a hand up each leg, over the knee, up her thighs, under the hem of her dress.

"I've always had a weakness for a great pair of legs in black stockings and high heels, just one more part of you I plan to enjoy."

I stand up then, grind my crotch into you, as I whisper in your ear, hot breath, lips just touching your ear, "I don't want a relationship, i don't want a girlfriend, I've got you pretty Kristen, your mine, my pet, my play thing, my fucktoy."

At that I drag her whimpering in fear down the stairs to even greater torments.

[la hotchick]

My efforts to try to convince him to let me go don't get me anywhere, as he pushes me against the wall and starts running his hands up my legs and under my dress. I can feel the bulge of his crotch pressed against me as he feels me up.

I don't want to start crying because I don't him to have the satisfaction of seeing it, but a combination of fear and disgust makes me start to sob anyway.

Then he presses his face up against my ear and tells me that he doesn't want a girlfriend, he just wants me as his fucktoy to do with as he pleases.

I can't fight him as he starts dragging me down the stairs, I can only submit to whatever he plans to do to me...and wonder how long this ordeal will last...

[tom8517]

I her take to the room I've prepared in the basement, bare concrete walls, bright overhead lights, no windows. A metal cot with a thin mattress is in the center of the room. A table against the wall is laid out with my "toys" handcuffs, a whip, a paddle, a length of chain, and a few other assorted items.

"Welcome to your new home, Kristen." I untie her wrists and shove her toward the center of the room, then pick up the whip from the table.

"Take your clothes off Kristen, everything but your stockings and high heels. Do it nice and slow, I want to enjoy the show."

[la hotchick]

After dragging me down the steps, we get to a room that makes me shudder in fear...it's nothing but a dungeon. Whips, chains, and handcuffs in a windowless room. Dear God, what is he planning on doing with me, I think to myself.

Then he unties my hands and pushes me into the room, ordering me to take off my clothes, and to do it nice and slow so he can watch and enjoy the "show" as he calls it...

I'm trembling and shaking as I slowly start to undress...

[tom8517]

Slowly she drops her dress to the floor, then removes her bra. I can see it her face now, real terror, mingled with shame. Her body is breathtaking, better than I had imagined. I resist the urge to throw her on the cot and rape her right now, I've got all night and I plan to enjoy every second of it.

I place the whip handle under her chin and force her chin up, so she has to look me in the eyes, I can see tears starting to form. My hand cups her naked breast, carresssing it almost tenderly, I let lips brush against hers, then move my mouth next to her ear.

Then without warning I violenty twist her breast in my hand digging my fingers into the soft firm flesh. As she gasps in pain and shock, I whisper to her, "You will learn Kristen, pain and pleasure are just two sides of the same coin. Now be a good little bitch and lay down on the cot."

[la hotchick]

I tremble as I see him leering at me while I take off my dress and drop it to the floor...I unhook my bra and as it falls away, I feel ashamed and frightened at what is happening to me.

I see him take out a whip which he puts under my chin. I don't want to look at him directly because I don't him to see my shame or terror, or the tears in my eyes, but he forces my chin up and I can't avoid him looking directly into my face.

I start to recoil as he cups my breast and then starts to brush his lips against my face and ear. He grabs my breast hard and twists it in his hand. I cry out in pain as he starts saying something about pleasure and pain being related to each other...all I'm feeling right now is pain.

I feel I have no choice when he orders me to lie down on the cot...