I hate women who think they are hot shit. Debbie definitely thought she was, perhaps with good reason. She was 19 years old, tall, blonde and built like the proverbial brick shithouse. She enjoyed the attention she got from men but took great pleasure in putting them down at every opportunity. She was in one of my classes and I'd watched her around the college for weeks and saw the pattern. She used people as if it were her right as a beautiful woman.
It wasn't hard to find out where she lived and even easier to figure out how to break into the house. The house was a bit isolated and when I arrived to stake the place out, I discovered her parent's loading the car as if leaving on a trip. How convenient. They all kissed good-bye and as they drove off, Debbie entered the house.
Returning after dark, I could see that the house was dark except for a light and the glow of the TV in the den and a light in the kitchen. Silently, I crept up to the back door and looked in. She was asleep on the sofa with MTV on the screen. How convenient. I moved around to the carport and put on a ski mask. I just walked in the kitchen door carrying a small backpack with supplies. The door was unlocked and I locked it after I entered.
Quietly moving through the house, I entered the den. My prey lay sleeping before me. I drank in her beauty as she slept in a kind of halter top. It was a single band of soft material that came around her back, crossed over her breasts, lifting and separating them and then tied in a bow behind her neck. I could barely make out the shape of her nipples as they pressed against the soft material. She also wore a sculptured thong that clung to every curve and crevice of her amazing body. Again, how convenient. I glanced around the room and came up with a battle plan.
In front of the bar were several canvas director's chairs but they were barstool height. I moved one into the center of the room and removed the canvas back from the wooden poles that held it and then placed a small round cushion in the middle of the seat. I then lay several strips of soft material that I'd brought with me over the arms for the wooden frame.
I lay several more strips over the back of the sofa on which Debbie slept and then licking my lips, I took a deep breath. I noticed that the young beauty had cut up an orange and three wedges remained uneaten on a plate beside her on the end table. I paused for a moment to stare at her soft, blonde hair as it caressed her bronzed cheek. My eyes moved down across her long, slender neck and then fixed on her beautiful breasts as they gently rose and fell below her halter top. Her stomach was firm and tight and her slender waist curved in nicely, a view accentuated by the inverted vee of her halter and the shape of her thong. My eyes followed the contours of her luscious body as the shape of her thong drew my eyes to the soft vee of her womanflesh that it barely covered. My eyes continued to drink in her beauty as they gazed down to a pair of very long, bronzed legs. I was looking forward to this.
Debbie was about to get a rude awakening. With her arms lying at her sides, I picked up an orange wedge, stepped over her gently sleeping body and then bending my knee against the back of the sofa, I sat down across her sleeping body, trapping her wrists under my legs as my thighs framed her magnificent chest. Debbie woke with a start as she tried to figure out what was happening. I sat down hard across her body and she looked up at my masked face and started to thrash about.
"Be still," I said as I gazed down at the terror that filled her beautiful face. She opened her mouth to scream and I shoved the orange wedge between her teeth and watched as her soft lips slid over the edges of the orange. She continued to fight as she tried to spit out the wedge but a sharp slap across her face sent her head reeling to the side. As she turned it back she saw my hand about to land a hard backhand and the fight went out of her. One slap was enough.
I could feel Debbie trembling below me as I gazed down at her magnificent, young body. My hands came down to her halter and she began to whimper as I filled my hands with her magnificent breasts. They actually felt firmer than they looked. I could feel and see her nipples harden as I teased her titflesh.
Just then Debbie bucked hard as she tried to throw me off of her body. She managed to force my upper body over the back of the sofa and then pulling her hands out from under my thighs, she tried to roll out from under me onto the floor. She succeeded and wound up face down between the sofa and the coffee table with my leg still straddling her slender waist.
Regaining my balance, I picked up one of the strips of material and shifting my weight, I brought my leg from the sofa down to the floor and sat down across her body just as she was trying to lift it up. My weight sent her crashing back down onto the carpet as I straddled her back. Trapped between the sofa and the table, she had little room to maneuver. I gazed down at her almost naked back and saw how her narrow waist accentuated her beautiful, young ass. I reached for her slender wrists and pulled her arms behind her back, tying her wrists with the strip of material. It was over.
Sliding down across her body, I sat on the backs of her thighs as I gazed down at the luscious globes of her magnificent ass. Debbie began to squirm as she felt my fingers begin to caress her golden globes.
I reached up to her slender neck and brushing her thick hair aside, pulled on the tie that held her halter in place. I could hear her whimpering as the soft knot opened. Then reaching between her shoulder blades, I pulled on the material until it unwound from her body, leaving her naked except for her thong. Grabbing her by her upper arms, I lifted my body off of hers and then pulled her to her feet. Naked except for her thong, she stood trembling before me. I walked her across the room to the director's chair I'd prepared and then turned her body sideways.
Reaching up behind her, I took a handful of her thick, blonde hair and pulled her head backwards, revealing her sensual and slender neck. Towering over her, I leaned down and began to nibble on her neck, sending chills through her entire body. I bit gently at the soft curves of her neck and sucked some of her skin into my mouth. The young beauty stood very still as I teased her vulnerable neck. Holding her head back with one hand, I placed my hand firmly on her naked breast. Debbie gasped as she felt my fingers knead her firm titflesh and then began to whimper as my fingers closed around her hardening nipple. I watched with satisfaction as her young body squirmed beneath me as I played with her titflesh. Leaning over her bound body, I began to kiss and lick at her soft cheeks and lips. The almost naked beauty squirmed as she tried to get away from my assault. As I leaned forward my hand slid down from her naked titflesh and moved between her sculptured thighs.
The young, blonde beauty continued to squirm as I caressed her almost naked body. It wasn't hard to work my hand between her soft thighs as I teased her sheathed pussy. As she squirmed before me, I stopped licking her face and leaning further down, bit her taut nipple gently as I sucked it into my hungry mouth.
I released her nipple and then stood up as my fingers slid from between her soft thighs. Stepping around in front of the almost naked beauty I reached out and pinched both of her very erect nipples. Pulling gently on her tender nubs, I turned her body so that she stood with her back to the back of the director's chair. I eased her body back over the round cushion and then pulled her bound arms back over the edge of the canvas seat. Her hands came to rest on the footrest on the front of the chair as her arms strained a bit and her head hung back, once again exposing her throat. Her back had a beautiful arch to it as her legs splayed out on the other side of the chair. I tied her bound wrists to the footrest with another length of material. I then picked up a slightly wider strip and covering her eyes, tied her blindfold in place. I was then able to remove my mask.
Coming around the chair, I reached down to her slender ankles and lifting her legs, I held them together as I pulled on her feet until her sweet ass slid to the very edge of the canvas seat. Debbie felt the added strain on her arms. Then, lifting her legs up into the air, I held them vertical as I enjoyed the sculptured look of her tapering thighs. Then before she realized what was happening, I pulled her legs wide apart and wrapped them around the wooden posts that once held the canvas back of the chair. My captive virgin was now spread wide open and ready for my pleasure.
Moving between Debbie's open thighs, I looked down at her virgin pussy. Her satiny thighs were firm and very smooth. I sat down on the coffee table and then bent forward and pressed my face between her open thighs. I nipped at the smooth flat spots peeking out of the sides of her thong. Debbie began to thrash about, trying to get away from my advances. I held her hips firmly and continued to tease her barely covered pussy. I could smell the sweet scent of womanhood as I nuzzled her pussy.