"Hey, baby," Jeric says in his 'suave' voice as he snuggles up against the secretary he had kidnapped earlier in the parking lot of a company he couldn't give a sufficient damn about to recall the name of. The secretary kicks and bucks in his grasp, screaming through her big red ballgag as she tries to shake the blindfold off of her eyes, out of her lovely curled hair. He had left her in her office clothing – mostly black all over, a black blazer over a white dress shirt combined with a short polyester dress that went all the way down to her stockinged knees.
"So, my dear," he says to her. "It's the weekend, we've both canceled our plans for the weekend to spend time with each other – "
"MMMM MMMM HMMM!" the secretary screams at him and shakes her head, trying to get away from his lips being so close to her ear.
"Well, okay, I've canceled my plans. But what's the matter?" he whispers to her. "You don't like me?" He hears her growl something inaudible through her gag, but he doesn't mind. He slides his hands around her waist. "Mmmm," he whispers in her ear. "I don't mind cuddling you like this. Though you're all dressed up and I'm just in my pajamas... Hey, hey! Ow!" he says as the point of one of the secretary's heels of her bound feet catches his foot. "Hey, stop! That hurts!" He says, getting up off the couch and away from her. She fell off the couch, wriggling on the floor and trying to worm her way out of the room. He cackled as he grabbed her legs, avoiding the sudden kicks she made as he took her heels off and threw them behind her. One of her feet collided with his face and he responded by tickling the soles of her feet. She screamed even more and collapsed into giggles.
"MMMMM hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm!" she screamed at him as he ran his fingers across her feet.
"Oh, you wanna kick me again?" he says to her as he tickles her feet. "You wanna kick me again? I know you want to kick me over and over, and as much as I enjoy the thought of you wanting to do it so badly... I must say," he says, crawling over her feet and onto her legs, "I enjoy your legs more than your feet."
He feels her drum her toes against his chest, but he grabs them from under himself – pulling them up into the air and getting a shot of her panties – pink, featureless, possibly cotton. He hears her scream through her gag, like if she knew he was exposing her, or if she felt the cool evening air across her exposed thighs. He rubs his face against her calves, leaving them a kiss, slowly moving down her calves, kissing... down the back of her knees... towards her thighs. The bound secretary realizes what he's doing and screams loudly, thrashing as hard as she can, wriggling her body against the floor. His arms around her thighs as he kisses a sensitive spot just above them, intermingling her scream with a pleasurable moan. She tries to kick him again, but his arms restrict her from reaching him.
"Ooooh," he says as he kisses the sensitive spot again.
"Pllss, nmmmm!" she screams through her gag.
"If you wish, my lady," Jeric says as he works his way over the hem of her stockings, running his tongue over her inner thigh. He feels her thrash even more, knowing what's coming, his arms still wrapped around her hips. He sees the mound covered by her pink panties... as he moves in to kiss her, he lets go of her thighs, attempting to move them into a different position. Suddenly, he feels the balls of her feet strike the back of his head at such a speed that knocks him out, his face rubbing against her panties as he loses consciousness.
