The woman was rushing around her house, supposed to be getting ready to go out, yet having to wait for some tradesman to turn up, the landlord wanting some things around the house fixed. Eventually there's a knock at the door, and she answers it.
"It's about time, you're quite late!" she says, annoyed at being delayed. "The broken door is in the laundry, follow me."
He gives her a tired glare, thinking: Yet another arrogant bitch. He watches her arse as he follows her down the hall, and when she turns to leave, he makes no secret of looking directly at her breasts. She notices and gets a little flustered, as she thinks he's quite decent looking - close to her "type", actually.
She goes to the other end of the hall, and into the bathroom to have a shower. Ten minutes later, she realises she's forgotten to bring a clean towel in with her, so she peeks out of the door to check the tradesman isn't anywhere near, and quickly runs to her bedroom, dripping water from her naked body.
An authoritative voice behind her says "Here, I'll dry you off." Somehow he'd hidden and followed her into the room.
She is frightened, but something in his voice makes her obey him and the thought spreads through her, much to her dismay, that she could quite easily be compelled to do whatever he asked of her... He takes a towel that's hanging nearby and starts drying her. He massages the towel over her breasts firmly, pinching the nipples, and she cries out in pain. He slaps her wet arse firmly, making it sting, and says "Behave!". Soon she stops whimpering, and he resumes drying her. He leaves between her legs until last, pulling the towel up sharply into her slit and jerking it back and forth roughly, both hurting and exciting her.
He drops the towel, and she can hear him undressing. Suddenly he presses up against her back, holding her tightly pressed against his body, and begins playing roughly with her breasts and nipples again. She cries out again, and he pinches her nipples extremely hard.
"I told you to behave, didn't I?" he says, and she tries not to scream out again. He begins sucking on the back of her neck, biting down, and she can't help moaning as she feels his cock pressing into her back.
"Why, you little slut, you're enjoying being molested..." He steps away from her and orders her to lie on the bed on her stomach. To her embarrassment, she obeys without hesitation.
He suddenly jams his fingers into her cunt and wriggles them around, then withdraws them dripping and covered with her juices - proof that he has excited her very much. He pulls her head back and makes her lick off his fingers, every last drop. She has never tasted herself before and being forced to do it right now only makes her want more. She feels something rubbing up and down her slit - it's his very hard cock.
