Thank You for Reading, I hope this story tickles your fancy. This story is a Non-Con story so if that isn't your cup of tea feel free to pass on this one. Though the main character does seem to enjoy it herself ;P. I apologize in advance if there are any spelling or grammar errors. I hope you enjoy...
A NIGHT IN THE PARK
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"Good morning, Samantha!" Katherine waved to the secretary cordially, Samantha was always at the front desk bright and early and Katherine respected the brunette for having such an excellent work ethic. Especially when she tried to comprehend how much work it took to dress so pristinely every morning.
"Good morning, Katie. We go through this every day, please call me Sam." Samantha, Sam, retorted with a grin on her face behind her extra round nerd glasses.
"And I tell you every day to call me Katherine." Katherine smiled back, their friendly banter complete for the day she headed up the elevator to her office. Waving at a few other coworkers Katherine made her way over to her secluded corner cubicle, it had taken her a lot of work and many sleepless nights to get to one of the larger corner cubicles. Today there was a stack of paper on her desk, you know that feeling when a teacher assigns homework and it feels unnecessary? That was how Katherine felt sitting down to a bunch of copies of files she had gone through during the last week. Speeding through all the ones she recognized, which was most of them, she found herself with some extra time.
Rolling backwards in her chair and double triple checking both ways to make sure no one was out and about in the office. Katherine opened up her secure browser, she wasn't daring enough to watch a porn film at work but reading smut was fair game, if anyone looked they would just see a wall of text covering her screen and feel pity. She had to be careful not to let herself get too carried away though, one time she had to sneak to the bathroom and get herself off before taking off her soaked panties and finishing the day without them. As exciting as it was, she couldn't afford to go around with a wet stain on her skirt. Starting to scroll through a reddit post Katherine read through peoples outlandish and crazy fantasies. There was a fairly tame one where someone wanted to be tied to their bed with a blindfold, but with the door open. Another that wanted to be spanked until she couldn't sit down the next day. As Katherine kept reading her hand started to snake down and up under her pencil skirt, someone described how they would love to be paraded across a stage in nothing but her panties. Katherine yanked her hand away from her panties, she couldn't rub one out here but she needed some release! Deciding on the most available option she started typing, growing increasingly more aroused with every word. After typing continuously for several minutes, she slapped the enter key, and her fantasy was posted for all the world to see. Less than a minute later she realized she forgot to log out of her own account and immediately ran back to remove it. It was only up for a few seconds... But what if someone saw!? That thought haunted and aroused her for the rest of the day, finally making it home she had stripped in the doorway and collapsed into the couch and the warm open arms of her vibrator.
Kathrine, naked with her vibrator pressed against her squelching pussy. Reviewing in her head all the smut she had read and imagining lots and lots of sexual escapades. It had been a while since she'd felt the need to pull out the old vibrator. But this one story of a kidnapping had really got her engine roaring. She moans moving the vibrator in small circles around her clit. She already knows where someone could kidnap her if they wanted. Every day after work just as the sun is ducking behind the trees, she walks on the lamp lit path through the public park. Even though it makes her heart race she had never considered an alternative because of the rush it gives her just imagining. Her vibrator waiting at home to help her finish off her walking fantasies. After a good few orgasms, she drew herself a relaxing bath with a bit of lavender. As Katherine sunk into the warm water, she convinced herself that there was no way, absolutely no way. That anyone could've seen it, and for that matter if anyone had seen it there was no way they lived in Boston so there was no way anything could happen because of it. That consolation relaxed her, and she nearly drifted off in the bathtub, pulling the plug and drying off. She flopped to sleep in her bed naked and dreamed of the possibilities...
The next day was exhaustingly boring, all the excitement she had dripped and squirted out the previous night was nearly meaningless with how boring it was, once again Dave was behind on his paperwork, so she had to pick up his slack, and her own workload grew evermore tedious. She ended up scrolling through more smut on her downtime, getting herself worked up for another busy night at home with her vibrator.
"Goodnight Sam!" Katherine waved to the secretary Samantha who just smiled and shook her head as Katherine passed on her way out, the revolving door barely delaying the spring in her step.
Night was falling as Katherine stepped onto the path in the park, her heart began to race with excitement once again, her arousal only fueled by the smut she had read that day. Every night she walked the same path and imagined the same things, this time though something was different. The normally bright path seemed to dim up ahead. Damn. One of the streetlamps must've burnt out again, she picked up her pace slightly while also reigning in her extra bouncy step. Normally she needn't worry about this park, but the air was different tonight. With the memory of her reddit post mishap forefront in her mind she continued. As she walked past, she noticed something odd, the lamp almost seemed to be flickering? She paused and turned to look up. The lamp was covered by a shirt?! She realized her mistake. A hand pressed against her mouth, and she almost screamed, but two more shadows came out onto the path in front of her.
"Now calm down there missy, we don't want to hurt you. Much. So don't scream and we'll let you keep all your fingers." She froze, it was a man's voice, gruff and with a strangely southern accent. The man behind her chuckled a little bit as she nodded slightly. He moved his hand for a moment and her mouth was quickly filled with a gag, she grunted in surprise as they pulled her off the trail and threw her over a park bench. They spread her legs and tied her ankles to the arms of the bench, her stomach pressed into the top of the bench back. They dragged her arms apart and tied them to the back legs of the bench. She heard the telltale snipping sound of scissors. What are those for?!
"Hold still sweetie I'd hate to damage the goods." A woman's voice this time, melodious and cheerful, a drastic contrast to the situation. The cold metal pressed against her thigh and Katherine felt as the cold metal sliced first through her skirt, then the woman moved to her panties snipping both sides of the waistband,
The southern man laughs, "Aww look at 'em they're soaked!" He walks behind the bench where Katherine can see him, wearing a mask that wouldn't be out of place at a masquerade, holding up her ruined panties he taunts her, "You want these back? Oh wait, that's right, you can't answer!" He let out a hearty bellow as Katherine whimpered into the gag. The woman made short work of the rest of her clothes. Not a single piece was left intact, Katherine whimpered at the thought of having to make it home without them once she survived this... If she survived this, she shuddered at the thought. Looking at the ground, eyes begin to water.