Night of the Stalker

[MyFriend27]

She waiting for him in the darkness, she knew he would be there like every night before.


But this time things were different, this time she was not scared, no where to run, she had no reason to hide.


She walked down the dark alley to her car, no escort this time.

She stared into the shadows and watched as the full moon lit the sky.

Her dark black dress wrinkled from all the dancing she had down.

She heard footsteps from behind but this time she was not afraid. Things seemed to be so different.

She slowly walked in silence, never looking in back of her. She could feel a sense of excitement, a rush, she was no longer afraid.

Her heart began to pound, she started having fantasy, so unruly fantasy, some fantasy of lust and even worse. She seemed possessed or just invincible. Was she really the same little girl we once new or was it an alien entering her mind, body, and soul.

She was not afraid of what was lurking behind, the night did not scare her as well.

She walked slower and slower and slower and..............

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

I've sent you a PM for

your consideration as "The Stalker".

 

[MyFriend27]

As she walked slower the stalker seemed to admire this stunning young female, she was very attractive, long legs and a sexy body. This little woman, so young in age, not yet 20.
Her face shined as the light from the lone lamp post on this dark street paved her way.
She had been frightened before by this mysterious individual. This lurking fiend had disrupted her schedule several times before, this night was normally her night off. She felt that maybe she would confuse her enemy. She had gone to the police before with no avail.

But she thought of the excitement as well and for a second wondered if it was an ex boyfriend or an ex client. Considering she had faced danger before when she was younger as a high priced call girl what seemed to be the real thing tonight as well didnt phase her like it did many times before.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

The Stalker:

Here she is again. Just like other nights I've followed her she's sashying and flaunting her body under that slightly mussed black dress.

It hugs her body as I long to do, pressing tightly against her skin. Moulded to every luscious curve, cupping her heavy looking- for her frame- breasts and gripping her ass and thighs.

I watch her nightly trying to decide if tonight will be the night that I "take her" and perhaps keep her and make her mine. . . from that night on. . . or perhaps to release her after telling her "I'll return again, often, so watch and wait for me."

Tonight may just be the night. The wanton and senusal young woman is doing everything to attract me. Walking slower and slower, staying to the shadowy side of the street and walking in those shadows. Her hips move side to side and the muscles in her buttocks tighten and bunch as she walks slowly down the sidewalk. Now and then she turns, perhaps looking for me-could she wish to be taken- and each time she turns her breasts pull the thin fabric of her dress tight to show them off to their fullest advantage and show their lush fullness and rounded shape high on her chest. If there was a bit more light I'd wager that I'd be able to see the nipples capping each breast as the dress pulled tight on them as well as the full lips made for kissing and to close around a hard cock as she sucked on it.

Yessss, tonight may indeed be the night, and we're growing closer to the perfect place. A place that's darker than the rest and grants easy access, where no one would be around to see, to where I'd take her.

The thoughts make my penis harden and press down the tight leg of my black jeans. Yess, perhaps tonight will be her night.

 

[MyFriend27]

She slowly opens her car door, she cant see shadows of not one but two people now. Her shadow is hidden under the lights of the lamp post and just as she turns the ignition switch to start the cars purring engine she hears somethin. It sounds like a voice. That voice that seemed so faint, so mysterious in her dreams has now, once again come back to her.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

The Stalker:

From the depths of the darkest of the shadows, "Turn it off and come back.
"Come back and become mine."

 

[MyFriend27]

That voice has gotten louder. She wonders if it is real or fantasy. She hears those words over and over again. She is not afraid. She takes a look over her shoulder, as she turns to her right she notices somethin very strange, their is no one there. The voice which at first was so faint had now increased and she could actually make out the words clearly.
With the car engine still revving and her mind still wandering she feels a certain urge, an urge of excitement. She notices a very moist spot on her dress and realizes that she has gotten herself a little worked up. She feels the need to touch herself, rub her cute clit and lick her great nipples. The need to touch her nice hot wet pussy is urgent. She slides two fingers deep inside her soaken wet hole and starts to fantasized again. She has never been able to get an orgasm from pleasuring herself, but now she feels different. Her pussy is dripping, all over her legs, she is screaming with deep passion as she slowly slides those fingers deep in that wet hole. She starts to fantisize about doing another female and then her fantasy gets deeper, way deeper, the steam begins to rise. She dreams of being manhandled, roughly, perhaps noncensually or even better she thinks of getting her pussy fucked by a stranger, maybe two, hmmmmmmmmmmmmm a gangbang, not knowing these individuals, they could wear masks and take me, take it, it is their for the taking. She knows this is so wrong in her mind but her body is thinking otherwise as well. She has enjoyed group sex before, but nothin like this.

Her fantasy grows deeper as her pussy gets wetter. She feels pleasure, a certain pleasure and the lust for sex with an unknown individual or several has overcome her. She is overwhelmed with enjoyment. She cant figure out exactly what got her this way at all. Was it the desire, the unruly thoughts or just a fantasy that she now intends on filling. Her pussy is so wet, so fuckin wet as she slides in and out two fingers at a time. Her other hand gently caressing her nipples.
Only now does she realize that it is real all to real. She gets more excited her breathe heavier and her screams of pleasure are deafening the outside world. She cant relate. She is in such deep thought she doesn't realize that their is even an outside world. She is moaning with delight, enjoying her hot sexy body, the seats are dripping with her hot wet juice her fingers are coated and she licks them tasting her bodily fluids and it drives her insane. The car windows are all fogged up. And just as, just as she is about to let loose, about to come to a deep orgasm and explode she hears tapping. It is a tap on her window and it violently gets her out of her fantasy.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

"The Stalker"

'Ohhhh fuck yesss,' I think to myself as I watch the slutty bitch playing with herself, fingering her own pussy right there in the car and playing with her nipples with her other hand.

I watch until the condensation from her panting and whimpers fogs up the windows and then I listen as her cries become louder, more strident until it's damned obvious the whore's cumming and cumming as she fingers herself.

'This is the night. The bitch just gave me the show needed to let me know that she's to be mine tonight' I think through the fog of lust clouding my mind.

A good long look around to be sure that no one's nearby and then I tap on the window with the ring on my left hand.

Her orgasmic cries are cut on in mid yelp and my right hand jerks open the door I've already prepared by moving it so it was just ajar as she was in the depths of her climax and wouldn't notice.

This isn't lovey-dovey. This is "taking what's mine" whether she wants it or not. As her head whips around at the suddeness of the door opening and the blast of fresh air into the steamy cunt smelling car my right fist connects with her jaw knocking her unconcious. Her hair is grabbed as she starts to fall toward the steering wheel, can't have the horn blaring to attract attention. She's pulled back until her body is firmly upright, hand still under her dress, in her panties and fingers still inside of her cunt.

Leaning into the car and turning off the car I can't resist the urge and I bite one of the large and prominent nipples tenting the bodice of her black dress, and my cock jumps as it presses harder against the leg of my jeans.

Staning and another quick look around and still no one to be seen and since we're on the edge of an industrial area not far from the club where the bitch had been dancing no apartments to be worried about.

Squatting I pull her over my shoulder in a fireman's carry, stand and close the car door and pocket the keys. One hand carries her purse, can't leave it in the car to obvious that something was wrong if it was spotted. My other hand cups and the fingers dig into her tight ass cheek as I turn from the locked car door and after walking ten feet vanish into the mouth of an alley between two businesses.

The alley leads me to the next block and my car. It's unlocked, I open the back door and squat to dump her onto the backseat. My "Snatch Kit" is on the floor where I'd left it, just in case, and yes I liked the pun in the name as I only Snatched Snatch.

It only took two minutes to hogtie the bitch so she couldn't move. I stuff a rag into her mouth, after I'd stripped off her sopping wet panties and pushed them in first, then seal her mouth with a strip of duct tape. A seat belt under her tits will hold her laying on the seat. A blanket is pulled over her as she lays on the seat so she's out of sight.

Within six or seven minutes of making my decision to take her tonight I was driving out of the neighborhood heading for where she'll become my fucktoy-slut until I tire of her. The only thing yet to be determined, when we get there, is how much I'll have to hurt the bitch before she cooperates, or if it'll just be the pain I enjoy sharing with bitches to drive 'em crazy with lustful need.

 

[MyFriend27]

She is out cold, in a deep sleep and her mind is not able to wander any longer.
After a couple of hours she seems to finally awaken from this sleep. She smells alcohol on her breathe, but not the kind you drink. She eventually realizes that somethin is just not right as her blurred vision misleads her thoughts. She cannot see clearly, she is very dizzy and cant even help herself up from the backseat. She just lays there in a daze, staring at the car's ceiling and wondering where the fuck is she. The alcohol the one used to knock her out has slowly subsided to the point her vision is improving and her mind begins to think clearer.
She thinks, this cant be, OMG! OMG!
She then realizes what the deal must be. Knowing the situation now she plays dumb, closes her eyes and just lay's there.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

"The Stalker"

We arrive at our destination and, after opening the garage door, I pull inside and close and lock it.

To conceal my identity I pull on a leather hood that fits skin tight once I've laced it. All that's now visible are my eyes, lips and the openings for my nostrils. Since it's laced on there's no possibility of her pulling it off so she can see me and have a chance of identifying me.

The blanket is pulled off the slut and I'm surprised to see she still seems to be unconscious. 'I wonder,' I think to myself and to test the depth or reality of this unconscious state I pinch a nipple and twist it... hard.

 

[MyFriend27]

She screams, but her scream is not loud, noris it a scream of a person in a threatening position. She feels all too calm, the stalker thinks that is very strange and instead of covering her mouth with his hand he decides to untie her wrists. He gently and softly tells her 2 be quiet. he tells her he will be gentle with her. For some reason the voice isnt all 2 unfamiliar. She slowly opens her eyes and realizes that the stalker is standing right in front of her. She is startled. Her dream has become a nightmare. Maybe she should have been more careful in what she wished for, maybe not?

She is not scared, doesnt believe the intentions of this mysterious individual is to take her life. She knows if that was the case she could have been well dead before. She has had thoughts of suicide before and tried it once. She has looked death in the eye before. At this point her life had been taking a positive, but somethin seemed to be missing. She needed to experience things. As far as killing her, the stalker had many other opportunities for that. Now she thinks, what is this individuals intentions? She had read in the papers about a rapist in her community who had not been caught but thought that most likely this was not the same person. The traits were totally different.
And all though in disguise she recognizes things peculiar about this individual. And not just his slim built and familiar stride but somethin else. His scent and his voice and his breathe. Where does she know him from though, or does she? She thinks about all her hours spent in the gym and wonders aloud if this man was some one she met there, or an acquaintance or someone that had shown up at the club where she worked.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

"The Stalker"

"Out of the car. Remember what I said about you're doing what I tell you to do immediately or suffer the painful consequences."

After a brief hesitation she exits the car and her arm is taken. She's led from the garage into empty room, down a hall and into another room outfitted like a very plush bedroom.

The walls and part of the ceiling are mirrored, the windows have been closed off and the back of the door has thick acoustical foam on it so the room is obviously soundproofed.

In the center is a kingsized four poster bed with ropes on the four posts, ropes attatched to leather cuffs. On one wall is an open door that leads to a bathroom. There's also a couch and an easy chair in the room facing the bed, and each other at an angle to allow watching the bed or conversation.

He leads her to stand in front of the couch, after locking the door and putting the deadbolt key in his pocket.

Taking a seat he sits silently for several minutes as his eyes travel over your body making you feel naked.

Then, "Now you will undress for me. You will do it slowly and you will do it erotically for me.
"Disobey or fail to make it slow and sexy and your ass will feel the consequences, and perhaps other places too.
"I've waited a long time to see this. You may begin.
"Now."