The Uniform Collector

Ghaust2

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He watched, not from the shadows, but from the corner seat of a deli. He preferred the daylight; everyone was so much warier at night. Besides, his three piece suit blended in perfectly with the other office types, hurriedly grabbing lunch, heads full of the next job in their emails.

He sipped slowly on his coffee, his eyes gently scanning the crowd. Of late, his victims, as the media reported, had been uninformed or office types, they had even begun giving him a name, The Suit. He saw them all in the same light, shop assistants, executives, teachers, nurses. They all wore a uniform of some description.

He smiled, fixing his tie as someone caught his eye, and the suit rose from his seat
 
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00C. Kimberly Cumstrom 22 5'10 130 short natural red hair 32C chest 40" long legs. Spoiled type thinks shes smarter than most.

I am a scientist at the local research facility that investigates top secret formulas for potential military applications, always working late. I wore my usual today, a mix of professional yet feminine as I loved to feel that way. White blouse 2 buttons undine. Black pleated skirt 2" above the knee. Dark brown pantyhose and 2" strappy white heels. I head out to my car in the back of the large parking lot. Keys in one hand and keys to lab in lanyard around my neck that I keep with me. I make my way to car, heels clicking on the concrete echoing in the quiet night.
 
He had been watching this one for a few days now, carefully logging her movements, waiting for that special moment. There was always at least one. There would be a repeat in their routine, one that he'd happily exploit to his advantage.

His camouflage, his nondescript manner of dress aided in his blending into the background. He was just another suit in a sea of them.

He fell in step behind her as he followed her towards where she had parked her car. She had a terrible habit of parking it at the back of the lot. The very large, open lot, where the high-level fluorescent lighting barely touched.

He listened to the steady rhythm of her heels striking the ground, smiling, already decided that he was going to fuck her to the same beat
 
I thought I heard footsteps behind me, I turn and see no one there, I chuckle to myself at the paranoia of hearing things thinking it to be trivial as my logical scientific mind takes over saying I see no one so there is no one. " must be the cool breeze" I think to myself. I am just about to unlock the driver's side door to my Cadillac Escalade when....
 
He smiled to himself as he watched her head turn left and right, deliberately striking the ground a little harder with his heel. Toying with her.

He had always found that a tiny bit of fear made for a much satisfying fuck.

He watched her veer if towards the lone SUV, already knowing that was hers. He could have just waited there in ambush, but then he would have missed this delicious stalk.

Slipping off to the right, he utilised the shadows to get around her, arriving at her vehicle a good thirty seconds faster.

Double checking that they were indeed alone, he moved silently behind her as she made to open the door. A strong hand clamped over her mouth as his other arm looped about her waist. Pinning her back against his chest, he lifted her free of the ground and around behind the Escalade.
 
I squeal a bit as I'm grabbed, not screaming as my mind is racing to process what is currently happening. My heels and long legs off the ground as I'm pulled to the back e s of Escalade. I am unable to turn my head to see who has me in their grasp. All I know is it is a strong grip. The more I struggle, the tighter the grasp around my petite waistline gets. Breathing harder as I try not to freak out but even my logical scientific brain is having issues calming my heart rate at what is going on just inches from the safety of my SUV
 
He placed her solidly on the ground at the rear of her vehicle, almost instantly shoving her against it, using the sizable bulk to control her and mask them from the lot.

He was silent as he pressed his body against her back, pinning her against the window as he double-checked. He hadn't gotten this far without being caught by being stupid.

Satisfied, he wrapped a hand around her throat, strangling any further cries as this other dropped to the hem of her skirt, dragging it upwards
 
I get out a muffled " let me go I wont say anything" but not much else than that as the grip around my throat prevents me from screaming out. Even though I am 5'10 i am powerless against your strong frame that has me pinned against the cold metal of my SUV. I hope your hands will stop before you discover I'm shaved and pantiless under my pantyhose. Hoping you just want a quick feel and some money. But I sense you are more then the run of the mill perv by the way you touch and toy with me as I try to use my brains to talk my way out, best I can anyway with the grasp on my neck.
 
He feels himself getting hard as she struggles, the sensation of her ass against his groin is exquisite. Using his frame to control her, taking increasing pleasure from the tiny mewing noises she makes as he chokes her just enough to control her.

Her skirt is dragged up about her waist, ignoring her upper body as he shoves a hand beneath it. It roams up her thigh, savouring the feeling of the fine nylons as the his palm moves upwards to cup her ass.

He's momentarily confused until he realises that she is naked beneath them
 
I ask you why you are doing this but it garners no reply. Just actigter grip around my neck and some more palming of my pussy area, protected only by a thin nylon barrier. " losers like you are what's wrong with society" I say in a "better than you" tone. I try to push myself away from the frame of my vehicle to gain leverage but to no avail as my attempt and my words in their snobby tone only seem to upset you more.
 
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