As she walked through the dimly lit public park, Stephanie could sense she wasn't alone. She hated her new work hours but she insisted on getting in her 2 mile walk each day. Unfortunately, new management at the law firm where she was a secretary, had jumbled everyone's schedule around, leaving no time to exercise until well after dark.
Stephanie picked up her pace and turned the walkman down a bit. She kept her eyes peeled straight ahead as she walked down the bicycle path. Just then, she felt a tap on her shoulder.
She turned around, completely startled, to find a man standing behind her.
"Pardon me, but could you tell me what time it is?" he asked.
"Ummm, it's almost 8:30," she answered, unable to make out the man's facial features.
"Thanks," he said, turning around and walking in the opposite direction.
That was odd, she thought to herself, considering there's a clock posted over there by the restrooms. Stephanie shrugged it off and continued her walk, deciding that one more time around the path would be sufficient, then she would head home.
Just as she rounded the corner, past the restrooms, Stephanie agian was startled ...
"Don't make a fucking sound," said a man's voice in a whisper, coming from behind her, "I have a gun and I'm not above using it."
"Oh my God, please don't hurt me," she said, her voice trembling, "My car's parked over there, my purse is in it, I'll give you whatever you want."
"Yes Stephanie, you will give me whatever I want," said the voice, laughing as he dragged her backwards towards some dark bushes.
Stephanie closed her eyes and began to pray. She heard her mother's voice in her head, warning her of the dangers of a single woman walking by herself in a dark park.
She was quickly jerked back into reality when the stranger threw her to the ground. She came to rest in a bunch of thick bushes that smelled like eucalyptus. The odor immediately began to sting her nose and her eyes began to water.
"I've been watching you for awhile now, Stephanie," said the man's voice, "I know all about you baby."
Again, Stephanie tried to plead with the man, "Please let me go, you can have all my credit cards and my money, just please let me go."
The man laughed again, as the sound of a zipper being released hissed through the night air, "I don't want your stupid credit cards, you dumb bitch, I want you."
Stephanie began to cry and her body began to shake, she knew with the late hour and with it being dark outside, the chances of someone entering the park and hearing her scream were pretty minimal.
Just then, she heard a sound that she didn't recognize. It was the sound of duct tape being stretched out, then clipped with a knife or maybe some small scissors. She wanted to run, she wanted to scream, but her body was limp and her voice had escaped her.
She felt something being shoved into her mouth, it was cold and silky, like a man's handkerchief, then the sticky tape was extended across her mouth. Now she couldn't speak or scream, even if she had the chance.
Her body shuddered as the stranger's cold fingertips slid up inside her black t-shirt, quickly finding her navel ring and playing with it.
"This is very sexy," he whispered, "I used to date a girl with a belly button ring, I loved to kiss it and suck it for her."
Stephanie took a deep breath, trying to remain calm. She finally managed to scream, but it was useless, it came out as nothing more then a muffled little sound that, to an untrained ear, could have been coming from anything.
"Baby, just relax," he said, "You might just enjoy it."
His words sent chills down her spine as she felt the cold blade of his knife slicing upwards, cutting her t-shirt open, immediately exposing her bare tits to the cool night air.
"Your body is beautiful," he whispered as his fingers fumbled with the button on her jeans, finally releasing it and popping the zipper out of its restraint.
Stephanie was not finished yet. She reached up and slapped the stranger's face, sending an echo through the deserted park.
"That was not a smart thing to do, bitch," he grumbled, grabbing her wrists and holding them down with his large left hand.
As he restrained her, his right hand quickly moved up and unzipped his pants, allowing just enough room to allow his cock to spring forth. He stroked his massive shaft as Stephanie watched, whining and whimpering at this man's mercy.
"This look good to you, baby?" he asked, stroking his cock with long, slow glides of his large hand, "Making that hot little pussy of yours wet yet?"
Stephanie continued to groan and try to squirm free of his grasp, but it was no use. This man was alot stronger then she could handle. She began to cry harder, as he released his cock and moved his fingers down, forcing her jeans to give way past her small hips.
"Lift up your hips, baby," he whispered, roughly tugging the warm blue jeans down to her thighs, exposing her white lace thong, "Mmmm, now that is sexy too, Steffy, you're making my dick harder."
She looked down and saw the man's knife blade catch a shimmer of one of the park lights, it was a large hunting knife, from what she could tell. He lowered it to her thong and immediately sliced it open, revealing her perfectly shaved pussy.
He groaned in delight, tightening his grip on her small wrists, pushing them into the cold dirt beneath her. Again, he grabbed his cock, pushing it between Stephanie's pussy lips, causing her to involuntarily open her legs, just a bit.
"Yeah, that's it baby, now you're getting into it," he whispered, slowly sliding his thick cock inside her, "Oh fuck, you're tight, mmmm your cunt feels good around my dick, baby."
Stephanie squirmed a bit more, she had not given up on trying to get away, as of yet.
