This story is courtesy of another reader request. She provided me with the intriguing details and here we are...
As always, comments are appreciated. Anonymous trollish comments are not and will be deleted.
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"Hi there, is your dad home?"
"No, he's still at golf. Do you need something?" The college sophomore looked the stranger up and down. He was about her dad's age (mid 40s?) with a shaved head, black rimmed glasses and slightly overweight.
"Yeah, Doug had said I could borrow some tools." The man gave the young woman in front of him a quick once over. Dressed in short shorts and thin t-shirt that were clearly her pjs, he guessed she didn't even realize her sex appeal.
"I'm not sure when he'll be home..." She bit her lower lip, unsure what to tell him. She twirled her brown hair with one hand and her blue eyes stayed on the floor.
He saw her indecision, maybe something else, and a hint of a plan began to form in his mind. "Could you show me where his tools are? I can be in and out before you know it."
"Oh - of course." She smiled, relieved to be of help. "Follow me."
He watched her ass jiggle and sway tantalizing. "He didn't mention that he had such a beautiful daughter, what's your name?"
"Ashley." She turned back and smiled before opening the door and stepping into the garage.
"Nice to meet you, Ashley. I'm Scott." He returned the smile
"Nice meeting you too!" She laughed. "Sorry, I'm still in my pjs. I'm home on break and have been kind of lazy."
"Oh I don't mind at all," he gave her a wink. "Pretty girl like you must have a boyfriend."
"Yeah..."
"But?" He stepped over to the workbench and picked a tool box up and put it onto the bench.
"We're fighting."
Scott laughed. "He is one stupid boy."
"You don't even know why we are fighting!" She crossed her arms, unconsciously lifting her boobs.
"Doesn't matter. A girl as hot as you?" He smiled as he found what he was looking for. He looked back up at her and asked, "How old are you?"
"19."
"Can you help me out. There's a tool I need but it's stuck under a bunch of stuff in this toolbox. If you could lift while I grab it."
Ashley lifted the heavy toolbox. Scott ducked under her arms, the back of his head obscuring her vision. She felt something around her wrists and then she felt a sharp pain!
"What the hell?"
Scott moved back and Ashley saw her wrists were bound together with a plastic zip tie.
"Scott! I -"
The older man spun her around and shoved her against the hood of the car. She tried to stand up, but put his hand between her shoulder blades and held her firmly in place.
Spank!
"Let me go!!" She struggled, but he easily kept her in place.
Spank.
Spank!
SPANK!
He relished each smack, her tight young body jiggling delightfully.
"Let me fucking go now! Or you will be sorry!!"
SPANK!
"Stay still or YOU will be sorry." He moved his hand up from the small of her back and grabbed a fist full of hair. He yanked her hair back and hissed in her ear. "We are going to play a little game."
Spank.
"It's called Are You a Slut?"
Ashley kicked out with her legs, but Scott easily avoided them and shoved her hard against the car. He yanked her head back with one hand and resumed her punishment with the other.
Spank. Spank. Spank. Spank.
"Will you be good?"
The young teen shook her head.
Spank.
"Answer me."
Spank.
"Answer me little girl."
Spank.
"I will keep spanking until you answer me."
Spank.
Spank.
"No!!"
"Wrong answer," Scott let go of her hair and yanked down her shorts. Her bare ass was
red from the spanking.
He spanked harder.
Spank. Spank. Spank.
Her ass moved wonderfully with each blow.
"Will you be good?"
Spank. Spank. SPANK!!
"Yes, I'll be good," she whimpered.
Scott began caressing her ass, soothing it first one cheek then the other. His finger trailed down the crack of her ass and he dipped a finger into her pussy.
"You are very wet Ashley."
He moved the finger out and around her clit. Nice... he could feel from her bare skin that she was clean shaved, maybe even waxed.
"Why are you doing this?"
He easily slid the finger back in. As tight as she was, she was also very, very wet.
"Because you are fucking hot. Your body was screaming out for sex. It wants sex."" Scott began moving the finger in and out. "And your attitude? Ready to please. So grateful when I gave you direction. You want this."
He pressed against her clit, rubbed it, and then inserted it back inside and moving in and out. "Are you ready to play Are You a Slut?"
"No."
Scott pulled out his finger and raised his hand.
Spank.
"That isn't being a good little girl."
Spank.