Bored in a Strange City (open)

shadowoftheheart

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OOC:

Tina Markston
age: 25
hair: sandy blonde
eyes: deep blue
5'5" 127 lb

Tina is a young businesswoman, recently graduated. She is on a business trip in this city, but the deal has already closed yesterday. She spent most of the meeting nodding, crossing her legs, uncrossing them, and trying not to fall asleep. So she has a couple days to kill, on company time. Can't beat that! Except, it is kinda boring. So she decides to explore the city on her own. She is wearing a thin white blouse, with a lace bra barely visible underneath. She wears a thigh-length black skirt, black hose, and black 2" heels. She carries a black purse over her left shoulder.

IC:

I thought I had found some friends, or at least a diversion. A drink at the bar, a meal at an Italian Restaurant, and then suddenly the girl I was with, Padma, decided she had to go home. The guy, Justin, wandered off too.

So now, I am walking around the city, looking for something to do. It's night, so there should be a club open, but I don't know where any clubs would be. So, I continue walking, looking in dark windows at closed shops.

((OOC again: The thread See What Happens died suddenly, though I like the idea. It is a generic European or American city, in mid November. There's no set plot. Tina's bored, and looking for something to do. I am open to any plot ideas or characters. Post away, and let's play.))
 
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Allen Jacobs
Age: 27
Hair: Dark Blonde
Eyes: Hazel
6'2" 215 lbs

Undercover operative working for US intelligence. Allen is tall and strong, with common facial features, a good agent is one you don't notice. A US defense contract company was selling advanced anti-ship missile schematics to a foreign arms manufacturer, he was here to prevent that, this woman, Tina Markston, was the carrier. He stood in an alleyway along one of the main roads, wearing black fatigues and a ski-mask, he waited for the woman to begin to pass by. As she nearly cleared the alley, he darted out and grabbed her by the throat and forehead, a knife quickly snapping into place on her throat. He expertly pulled her deeper in the alleyway.
 
I nearly fall over, when without warning I am grabbed, a knife to my throat, and dragged back into a nearby alley.

My eyes wide, one shoe missing from the suddenness of the attack, I gasp, and struggle.

"What ... God ... Don't ... hurt me ...."

I feel my bladder quiver, and feel a warm trickle of liquid run down my thighs. I am certain that I am about to die.
 
He tightened his grip on her, he couldn't help but let a fantasy or two about a hot bitch like this one alone in a dark alley creep through his mind as he drug her behind a dumpster.

"Shut up, your briefcase and laptop, where are they?"

He felt the warm trickle from the girl's thigh seep through his uniform and couldn't help but chuckle to himself, looks like the ol' shock and awe worked like a charm.
 
I shake violently, terrified almost beyond words, but noting with surprise that I was still alive.

"In ... hotel room ... please ... don't hurt me...."
 
Justin was slowlywalking down the street....he had just walked away from a date type thing...and did not know why....the girl Tina I think her name was...anyway she seemed nice enough....but justin...was jus not ready....he had just had his heart broken by his high school sweetheart...who looked alot like Tina...and Justin needed time alone

As Justin walked down the the street he got a bad feeling...somthing was very wrong....Justin turned and ran back to where he had left Tina...he then turned a corner a walked down an alley...there he saw them

A strange man was holding a knife to Tina's throat

Justin-...hey!!!..what are you doing!!!..leave her alone!!!
 
My heart leaps. It is Justin! I feel a surge of hope, but I also fear for Justin. The man holding me feels very strong, and he is obviously sure of himself. I know that he can kill me in a second, and I don't know if Justin will be able to do anything at all against him. Justin certainly looks strong, but the man holding onto me ... I fear he is in a different league.
 
shadowoftheheart said:
"In ... hotel room ... please ... don't hurt me...."

"HURT you?? Why should I HURT you??" he said, in a mocking tone. While his knife was at her throat, his other arm held her, under her breasts. Her fine ass rubs his crotch, humping into her, emphasizing his words...

"Hey, punk! This your girlfriend? Nah... can't be your girlfriend. You're too fucking scrawny. Too scrawny for this..." Allen grabs the top of her skirt, pulling the front up, as he leans her back against his hips.

Holding the knife closer to her throat, he says, "C'mon, baby. Tell me how much you want a REAL man." Tina's panties begin to peek from underneath...


Scribe.
 
I sobbed, knowing there was no way to escape.

"Justin ... just ... leave ... Sir ... I ... will give you ... briefcase and laptop ... Just ... Let Justin go ... let me live."
 
"You will be alive. Maybe", the man said, pulling up her skirt. Her panties were more easily seen now, and he begain frigging her cunt.

Justin couldn't move. He was dazed at the sight of her like this. He was hard.


Scribe.
 
I closed my eyes, trying to hold back tears but couldn't help it. Hot salty trails down my cheeks.

"Please don't do this...."

I gasp quietly, not from pleasure but from terror.
 
"Justin! Justin is it? You want her? Is your dick getting hard? Do you even know what a dick is?" Justin could see her underwear, fully exposed. "Hey, stop looking at her pussy, boy, and do something about it. You see the knife, right? Read my mind."

Justin hesistated. But stepped forward. Tina didn't want to know what would happen next.


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