A Cry for Help

(I do not condone any of the actions practiced in this story. It is purely fantasy. As this is my first attempt at anything like this, I would appreciate any constructive criticism that could help to develop my future writing. If you haven't anything positive to comment, please don't waste your time. I would like to continue this story, but that depends on its popularity with the readers. I hope you all enjoy.)

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Emily was so excited for tonight.

Once a shy young girl that struggled to mix with the popular kids, Emily had finally matured and her confidence had developed to an extent that she had finally landed her first date. It wasn't her looks that had affected her in the past, quite the opposite actually, it was her confidence or lack of it.

Emily was stunning. At 5'5" with long, naturally straight, blonde hair and strikingly beautiful blue eyes, she turned heads wherever she went. Her youthful skin radiated health with a natural golden tan that she inherited from her mum's eastern European background. Emily had a lean and taught body that was in perfect shape due to her interest in staying healthy and fit.

The best feature was her tight butt. Emily would always flaunt it in front of the mirror, admiring how perfect it looked. It wasn't huge but it was just a perfectly formed, heart shaped ass. Guys would always turn around to admire it when passing by which kind of annoyed her as she wasn't the kind of girl that wanted that sort of attention. Especially from the older guys, that was just gross. Guys older than her grandparents ogling her perfect rear disgusted her!

She was more than happy with the way she looked, even if it did involve older creeps staring, at least people found her attractive and not ugly. That was the only positive she could find. Many people would comment on how well she was developing. A large portion of the women would say it with a hint of jealousy in their minds, but it was undeniable. Emily was beautiful.

Tonight she had to look perfect.

Emily's mind was racing as she tried to make her mind up what to wear on her first special night. As she was struggling to decide on an outfit, holding up various different combinations of clothes in front of the mirror, her mobile phone started to ring. "Oh my god, it must be Jake!! Okay calm down, breathe." Emily spoke to herself reassuringly whilst staring into the mirror. "Hey Jake" she said excitedly with her voice probably sounding a little enthusiastic.

"Hey Em how are you?"

"I'm great thanks. I'm just struggling to decide what to wear tonight. Everything in my wardrobe just seems to look too casual and boring. I just want to look my best for you tonight and I'm struggling here." Emily was clearly getting frustrated by the new upset tone in which she spoke.

"Em, you always look great!! Every day I see your beautiful face it makes me happy. And that butt... Damn!!"

Jake was such a nice guy. He was always one of the popular kids throughout their school days, which kind of intimidated Emily but he would always be pleasant and kind towards her whilst others weren't as warming. Being the captain of the school football team required Jake to have a strong personality and he showed that on the pitch but could get quite aggressive when things weren't going his way. At 6'4" and strongly built, not many people questioned Jake when he got angry. Emily never witnessed this side to Jake other than when he was playing football and just brushed it off as his "competitive side". His chiselled jaw line and boyish good looks would always outweigh his bad attributes. The fact his body was mouth-watering wasn't a bad thing for Emily either. She would often stay late to watch games after school so she could see him shirtless afterwards and watch his rock hard abs lead the team back to the showers.

The only issue in school was Emily was too shy. Jake had asked her out on numerous dates, but Emily would always make excuses. She wasn't sure why she did this, but it really annoyed her afterwards and she would spend hours in the mirror staring herself down and shouting words of encouragement to herself. Unfortunately, it didn't seem to have any effect as the next time she would crumble again. Eventually after a number of attempts Jake had given up and left Emily alone.

It wasn't long before Jake landed another girl. Another beauty from the school. Phebe was different to Emily. Totally the opposite in character but with equally attractive looks. Phebe had approached Jake and asked him if he wanted to start dating and he jumped at the chance. Emily wasn't a jealous girl, but she was envious of Phebe's confident personality. There was something intimidating about her that made Emily uncomfortable. She thought it could be that Phebe was of mixed-race parents, as her dark skin indicated a mixture of black and white. Emily wasn't racist at all, but she did feel inferior towards powerful black women. Phebe's body was incredible as she was a sports fanatic. The two were still dating until the end of school and Emily lost contact with both of them.

A couple of years later Emily was a different person. After choosing to study psychology at college, she really got a grasp on how the mind worked and how positive thinking can literally change your direction and to some extent your personality. Emily was mentally stronger, easily able to assess a situation and through positive thinking, not let her nerves get in the way and prevent her from succeeding.

This newfound confidence worked wonders when she bumped into Jake at the shopping mall. She had approached him and the two started chatting about school and what they were doing after they left. When she asked about Phebe Jake had looked visibly upset and he informed her that Phebe had cheated on him and became a real slut after she turned 18. This was a shock to Emily, and she pretended like she was upset for Jake, when really, she was overwhelmed that this situation had presented itself to her.

Emily, without delay, seized the opportunity to ask Jake on a date. At first he looked a little surprised, after the sudden break up with Phebe, he was clearly a little shaken. Jake was still really into Emily though and after looking into her beautiful eyes, he couldn't refuse her. Having just turned 18 two days earlier, she asked him to go out for a drink around the town. After arranging where they were going, Jake began to look really excited and it was done. Emily was so happy. Her first ever date with a guy and not just any guy, the boy of her dreams, she had a crush on throughout her high school years.

"Oh I know. I got it!"

"You got what?" Jake sounded a little confused.

"I've figured out what to wear and I think you'll like it."

"Oh yeah? What are you thinking" Jake said in an excited tone.

"You will have to wait and see!" She said teasingly.

"Aww come on Em!!"

"Nope, I'm sure you can wait. So what time are you coming over? Are we still aiming for 6 o'clock?"

"Yeah I'll be at your place for 6." Jake said in a disappointed tone. He'd been stroking the growing bulge in his pants, hoping Emily would reveal something sexy she would be wearing for him. "Send me the address and I'll see you soon baby"

"See you soon Jake" Emily bounced over to her sisters room with a beaming smile on her face.

Emily had an older sister called Jenna. Her sister wasn't as gifted with Emily's looks but was still pretty damn hot. She dressed a lot more provocatively than her younger sister though, which had its own appeal to guys. Emily had seen some black leather pants her sister had just bought recently, when she was wearing them to go out the weekend previous. Jenna was a lot skinnier than Emily and didn't have quite the eye-catching figure that her younger sister was blessed with. She appeared to be quite bony, whereas Emily just seemed to have much more shape in all the right areas. Emily was skinny, but sexy, without appearing bony. Emily knew that those tight leather pants would look so much better with her pert butt filling them out. She had to find them.

After a brief search in her sisters room, Emily marched triumphantly back to her room with the sexy pants in her grasp. She slammed the door shut behind her and began to undress, keen to try them on after noticing how hot they looked on her sister. The next decision was underwear. Emily had never been a fan of thongs, but she knew the effect the skimpy garments had on the guys. She had witnessed the attention a girl would get when flashing her thong. Even just a strap riding above the waistband of jeans seemed to hypnotise the boys. It had always seemed a bit of a cheap and slutty way to get guys in Emily's opinion, but she hadn't used it to get her first date, so she didn't think it would be as trashy if she flashed a bit to Jake. She had the perfect pair of panties in mind.

It was probably the fact that her mother was quite strict that Emily's underwear drawer was quite plain. Lots of whites and creamy colours, emphasised her mum's views and influence on the underwear her daughter should be wearing at her age. Boy shorts and full bottom coverage panties were all that were really there. Emily did have something hidden away from her mum however. At the back of her wardrobe, hidden away in an old makeup bag was a pair of panties she had bought shortly after landing her first date with Jake. It was a thong. Emily pulled out the neatly folded bundle of pink strings and smiled as her first opportunity to wear something so daring was upon her. Emily admired the skimpy thong before eagerly putting her legs between the strings and pulling them up over her perfectly formed hips and butt. The pink strings rode high on her hips, before joining at the rear in a triangle of stretchy material which was full of a glittery pattern that glistened in the light. A string of material then came down from the triangle and disappeared between her two perfect cheeks.

Emily smiled as she admired how well her butt looked in sexy underwear. She spun around to the front and again admired the glittery pattern that was also on the rear. The front section rose high giving the thong a 90's look, emphasizing her hips. Emily felt this looked a lot better that the newer styles that sit low on the hips and don't look as glamorous. Running her finger along the strings sitting high on her hips, she let out a giggle and slapped her butt gently, then blew a kiss in the mirror. "Perfect!" She thought as she grabbed the leather pants and began to pull them over her smooth legs. They were so tight they moulded to her legs. As they reached her upper thighs, she had to jump up and down to stretch them over her now obscenely displayed behind. "Wow" she let out as she admired herself from the side. She looked incredible. The thin stretchy leather material clung to her like a second skin and looked amazing.

Emily's smile kept growing each item she put on. The top half didn't fail to impress her either. Emily decided to go for a black crop top that exposed plenty of her toned, flat stomach and it was without straps. Emily's breasts conformed with the rest of her body. They were perfect. She was rocking a pair of the firmest DD's you would ever see. Her top sat tightly over them and didn't need any more support. Emily opted to go braless as there was enough support from the tight top moulding to her perfect breasts.

Just after finishing her hair and makeup, she heard a car horn sound and her phone started to ring. Emily was never one to be late and had timed it perfectly once again.

"Hey Jake. I'm on my way out now."

"Great. I can't believe I finally landed the hottest girl in Town!"

"Oh stop, I'll be out in a minute okay." Emily said a little embarrassed.

"Okay Em."

Emily had one last look in the mirror before heading down the stairs and she had to admit, she looked incredible. It was fortunate that her mum was working away all week, as she would have tried everything she could to stop Emily leaving the house dressed like she was. Especially if she had seen the pink string poking over the side of Emily's waistband. This was new territory for Emily. She had never had the confidence in her younger years to dress like this but she now felt like she had finally got the boy of her dreams that she could flaunt her body to without feeling like a total slut.

As she opened the door and approached Jake's car, a look of shock appeared on the young man's face. He went as white as a ghost as Emily sauntered over to the passenger side of his vehicle and opened the door.

"Hey!!" Emily said enthusiastically, clearly excited to see her dream boy waiting to take her out. "What's wrong?"

Jake just stared at her wide mouthed for a few seconds before realising that she asked him a question. "Huh?... Oh sorry... It's just... You look amazing Em. I'm lost for words. You look stunning."

Emily climbed into Jake's nice new sports car and closed the door behind her. "So, what are you thinking Jake? I'm kind of hungry and I wouldn't want to go out drinking on an empty stomach."

Jake smiled back at her and said "Great because I've got a table booked in half an hour at Tino's, just outside of Town. You like Italian right?"

"Of course! It's my favourite. Is that the new place that just opened near that rough part of town? What's that place called again?"

"Yeah near Brixton that's right." Crime in the area had risen to an all-time high of late and the number of race related attacks were on the rise. It was down to an increase of illegal immigrants in the area without the rights to work so they had turned to organised crime as a way of an income. "We'd better hurry. The traffic gets bad at this time and we don't want to be late."

Jake put his foot on the gas trying to get to the destination on time. The two were getting along quite well which surprised Jake as he had always seen Emily as quite a nervous girl. She was constantly making jokes and Jake was stunned on how much her character had developed along with everything else as his gaze wandered over her amazing body. Emily pulled down the sun visor and began to touch up her makeup it the mirror. Emily leaned forwards as she applied some mascara. That was when Jake spotted it. His eyes opened wide as he saw the pink string rise above the leather pants, slowly trailing down her hip to the sparkling material at the back, before disappearing under the skin-tight black pants. "Oh my god it's a thong!" Jakes heart was racing. Thongs drove him wild. He never thought Emily was the kind of girl to wear such underwear. His blood began to pump faster, and a bulge started to appear in his pants, which he did his best to try and hide.

Jake couldn't keep his eyes off her and was distracted so much, he didn't see the give way sign at the junction he had entered. All of a sudden there was a huge smash into Jake's car door as a van hit him from the side. Emily screamed as she tried to figure out what had just hit them. At first, she heard lots of shouting in a language that was unfamiliar to her. As she got her bearings and became aware of her surroundings, she could see a van in front of the car with two men who appeared to be Muslim men shouting and waving their arms furiously. The van drove away suddenly with its wheels spinning, burning the rubber on the tyres. Emily shouted at Jake "They're driving off!! Quick Jake call the police. Jake!!... Jake?" Emily looked to her side and saw that Jake wasn't conscious. The passenger door was caved in and Jake was bleeding from his forehead. Emily screamed again and began to shout for help whilst checking Jake's pulse. He was still alive and breathing but wasn't regaining consciousness. Emily tried to look for her phone to call the emergency services but there was no sign of it after the collision which had sent the contents of the car and her bag everywhere. Emily decided going and finding help from someone would be a better alternative. After talking to Jake and letting him know she was going to find help, to no response, she left the car and headed for what looked like a local kebab shop.

Emily burst through the door screaming at the old, foreign looking men behind the counter. "Please... You have to help me!! I've been in a car crash and my friend is hurt!! Please help me!!" The older males behind the counter just looked at her with a confused look on their faces. "Do you not understand? My friend is hurt, I need to call an ambulance!!" Emily was becoming severely distressed and tears started to run down her cheeks, making a mess of her once perfectly done makeup. Another man approached from the back of the shop and appeared to acknowledge what Emily was saying.

"You have problem?" He said in an unfamiliar accent. Judging by the dress he was a Muslim man and so where his colleagues. They were all old men who appeared to be between 55 and 70.

Emily explained the situation while all the men were admiring what was in front of them. Unknown to Emily in all the panic her panties had risen up over her tight leather pants. They were clearly visible in the reflection on the window and with the lights in the shop they glistened off the window. The men behind the counter were becoming increasingly aroused by the sight in front of them, unknown to Emily in her state of panic. She was about to ask to use the phone before she was cut off by the new man that had appeared.

"You want phone?"

Emily looked into the man's eyes quite frightened as he had a stern and aggressive expression on his face. He was also looking her up and down which made her feel even more uncomfortable. The man was grotesque. He was around 70 years old and very overweight. His partially bald head was wet with sweat and his grey hair looked dirty and unkempt. His clothes were stained with food and grease from the kitchen where he had been cooking but Emily could tell this guy was the boss from his presence.

"Yes please it's an emergency. My friend has crashed his car and-" she was cut off again.

"Come" he muttered as he lifted a section of the counter and waved her to go through.

"Thank you so much" Emily dashed behind the counter where he pointed and towards a desk in the corner which had a phone sat on it. He watched as Emily's perfect figure brushed past him, licking his lips as he got the scent of her perfume.

As Emily leaned over the desk to pick up the phone, she was unaware of the gesture he made to the other staff members. He then turned back to focus on Emily as the four other members of staff moved out of the kitchen and into the entrance at the other side of the counter where Emily had entered. Her ass was just jutting out at him. He hadn't seen a hot piece of ass like this in his life, never mind coming into his shop. It was her underwear choice that really got him excited. He started massaging his crotch at the sight in front of him.

At this point an almighty crashing sound came from the shop entrance. Emily's head quickly turned around to see the fat boss massaging his crotch and holding what looked like a telephone cord in his hand. Emily soon realised that the crashing sound was the shutters going down on the shop front.

"The phone broken now" The horrible old man said proudly as he held the cable he had just pulled from the socket. He stood there with an evil grin on his face as the other four men appeared behind him with devilish smiles.

Emily froze in fear. "Please... I need help... help me please"

The boss nodded at the others and they sprung forwards grabbing Emily and pinning her to the table. She had one man on each arm and leg and the Boss came over and shoved a dirty cloth in her mouth before covering it with tape. Emily's screams became muffled as her mouth was covered. She was kicking and writhing around hard before she felt a hand on her throat. The Boss stared an angry look into her eyes, indicating for her to stop struggling. Emily didn't give in she kicked and struggled all she could but all the men kept her pinned down and she began to tire.