I forced myself into the back seat of the white Lexus at the stop light and grabbed a handful of the driver's hair in my left hand. Pulling her hair hard I flashed her my knife, placed it to her throat and told her that if she didn't do everything I said, that I would cut her up. I put the knife down so other people wouldn't see it and kept my hand in her hair. I wanted her to know that I was there, and that I was in charge.
"Drive", I commanded as I reached up and twisted the rear view mirror, so that I could see her face. I got my first look at this woman as she drove on, trembling as I was and making whimpering sounds. She was a beauty, full lips and just the right amount of makeup to enhance her unblemished features without unnaturally covering them. Her blonde hair flowed over her shoulders and the seat back in lazy curls. She was dressed in a thin white blouse, and loose, flowing white skirt, nylons, and high heeled shoes. Obviously an office type. I could see the outline of her bra through the thin material of her blouse. "Hmm, Nice breasts too," I thought looking at her image in the mirror. She had striking blue eyes that nervously darted about as she drove.
"Hit the freeway and head east. And I don't want any bullshit out of you." I ordered.
"Please don't hurt me." her voice cracking on the verge of tears. "I'll do what you want if you just don't hurt me."
"Just shut up and drive. I make the rules now, baby. Turn off that air conditioner and open the windows."
Eight-thirty in the morning, and it was over 70 degrees already, proof that it was going to be a hot one before this day was over. As we climbed through the foothills, the wind whipped through the car causing her long hair to float across my face. Her fragrant locks smelled clean and enticing like she had just emerged from the shower. Already I could feel stirrings between my legs.
We drove in silence, making good time since the commute traffic was going the other way.
"Turn here." I barked, scaring her again.
We turned off the freeway and headed north, down the ravine and across the old bridge, and then turned off the two lane highway onto a narrow county road that followed the river. Now that we were off the main roads, I took my hand out of her hair. There was no one for her to signal for help now. Once in a while we would meet a car or truck, but there was hardly any traffic on this narrow, winding mountain road.
She had her seat belt on, the shoulder strap cutting between her breasts, separating and outlining them. I was leaning over the back seat as I had been since I climbed in, reaching down, I touched her right breast, following the border of her bra, brushing lightly across her nipple. I watched as it became instantly hard, pressing anxiously against the thin fabric.
"Stop touching me." she said and pushed my hand away.
"Look bitch, I'm going to do what ever I want. Do you understand me, bitch?" With my harsh words, I squeezed a nipple hard, making her yelp with pain.
"Stop it. You're hurting me."
"Do you understand me, BITCH?" I repeated the word loudly to let her know that I wouldn't brook any back talk.
"Yes, yes I do," she said acquiescing.
With that I let her tit go "You had better do what I ask, and tell me what I want to know, or I'll make you wish you had." She agreed tearfully.
"Were you on your way to work when you gave me a ride?" I asked.
"Yes I was. But I didn't give you a ride, you just jumped in."
I snickered and asked, "What's your name?" as I felt the warmth and softness of her right breast again through her thin top. This time I used a gentle touch that she seemed to respond to, unless it was my imagination.
"Cindy," she said softly.
"Well Cindy, tell me about your tits. How big are they?"
"They're 36."
"I mean cup size?"
"C, Sometimes I have to buy D cups though."
"They look mighty nice," I said running my hand inside her blouse, cupping her right tit through her bra.
Her breath caught in her throat as my hand enveloped her softness. I could feel that her bra was sheer, and had no lace or under wires. It was the sort of bra cup that gave little protection from erect nipples and hers were erect from my fondling her. Most of the top part of her breast was bare, the bra just barely covering the nipple. I slipped my thumb, and first finger into her bra, and rolled her nipple in my fingers lightly. She stiffened sucking air in through her teeth in a quick breath. Her nipples were rock hard now as I shoved her bra down further.
"Hard fucking nipples. I'll enjoy having a good look at them soon, maybe even sucking on them."
"Take off your seatbelt." She did as I asked. I reached down, and pulled the hem of her skirt up her thighs, letting it lay in her lap. I could now see that she had on a pair of sheer stockings with elastic tops on them. They weren't the pantyhose type that went to the waist but instead ended near her crotch in elastic lace. From where I was sitting, I could not tell what kind of panties she had on, or if she even had panties on.
"Nice fucking legs." I said feeling my arousal again.
Cindy looked back at me, "Look, I know you're going to rape me. Just don't hurt me, OK? Please? I'll do anything you want, I just don't want to be hurt."
"Keep your mouth shut. You only speak when I ask you to. Your right though, I am going to fuck you. Now as for you getting hurt, that's up to you. If you do a good job and don't give me any shit, you'll be alright. Otherwise,"...I let the word trail off to her imagination.
"Turn off here." The road changed to narrow furrowed gravel that took us towards the river. We drove around trees and thickets, and stopped close to the river. I had her park in such a way, that we could not be seen from the road or the river yet we could hear the gurgling and murmur of the passing water.
"Turn the engine off, and give me the keys," I said as I got out of the car, and opened her door.
She looked up at me, and for the first time we both got our first good look at each other. For a moment we just stared at each other, sizing each other up. I finally said "get out." As she turned on the seat to placed her foot on the ground, I could see that she wore white panties which looked sexy with thin lace around her legs.
"OK doll, out of the car, and turn around right where you are. Place your hands on the top of the car."
She did as she was told without hesitation or backtalk. She reached up, and placed her hands on the roof of the car. Cindy looked sexy as hell standing there in her all white outfit with white high heels. She didn't seem to fit in this back drop of woods, brush and dirt. I walked up behind her, and grabbed her right hand twisting it behind her. I placed a handcuff on her wrist and then took a hold her left arm, and did the same, like a felony arrest.
Helping her around to the front of the car, I admired the way the sunlight shown through her dress. I love it when a woman wears white without a slip. You can see their body silhouetted through the material when the light is just right. She was very sexy standing there with her legs and ass silhouetted through the thin white material. I could see right up to her crotch. It made my juices start to flow and my cock move against my pants.
I got my knife out and spun her around. "Now bitch, let's have a look at them tits of yours."
"Please don't cut my blouse, I'll take it off for you."
"Fuck you cunt. If I want to cut it off, that's what I'll do. Besides it'll be a little hard for you to do with your hands behind your back," I barked with an evil smirk.
Relenting, I took my time with the buttons. Unbuttoned, I pulled her blouse from her shoulders. It hung from her arms behind her back. Her tits were firm and beckoning through the thin white material, her erect nipples pressing hard against the flimsy fabric.
"Nice fucking tits Cindy," my cock was getting hard already and the pressure against my Levi's was becoming uncomfortable.
I love it when a blonde dresses in white. I think they look so pure and sexy. "Maybe I have a nurse fetish." I mused. Her tanned skin contrasted beautifully with the white. This woman was positively angelic.
