Dina had driven for hours before she finally reached the stunning property her rich ex-boyfriend resided in. She kept her distance from the house and surveyed it closely with binoculars before the evening set in. She waited until his girlfriend, her replacement, had left.
Through the lenses she spied him returning to his room yawning. Dina watched with nostalgic desire salivating at the edges of her mouth as he stripped his clothes off revealing faint abs and the meat she had desperately craved for months. He stroked himself as he entered his bed, slowly falling asleep with his massive cock in his hand.
It was time to move. Dina softly jimmied open the back kitchen door with her home-fashioned lock picks. She was clad head to toe in black with skin tight black leggings. She wore slippers as to eliminate the sound of footprints. She made her way to the stairs, and ascended with excitement.
Her body was coursing with adrenaline. She couldn't believe she was actually going through with it. For months after their breakup she dreamed of revenge against the man who so cruelly cast her aside in every since of the word. She wanted him to suffer, but she also wanted him. Dina felt conflicted, but eventually she decided she had to take him and do whatever she wanted with him.
Dina had planned it for weeks in advance. She knew his family would be out of town for the next five days, she had purchased all of her equipment discreetly from different establishments over time and ever stole some, and she knew he'd be exhausted after his slutty girlfriend milked him of all his rich essence. The hair on the back of her neck stood up.
She found his room on the second floor. His door was decorated with all the dorky things he loved: video games and shitty jokes. She slowly turned the knob and pulled the door toward her chest. Then she saw him. Ethan wasn't a big guy, but in fact he was somewhat short and fairly thin with a little bit of muscle tone. He had several tufts of dark brown chest hair that matched the hair on his head and balls. His dick was so disproportionately long and fat compared to the rest of his body. There was a sexy man inside that small and fragile frame. He was sprawled onto the bed in all directions. He snored steadily, but she needed him out completely.
Dina coated her cloth in chloroform and slowly approached the foot of the bed. She leaned forward and pressed the fabric to the nose and mouth.
"What the fuck," he said grabbing her wrist, "What are you doing? Why are you here?"
Dina didn't waste her breath to talk, but she was already receiving immense satisfaction by being in his naked presence again. Dina yanked her wrist away from him. As Ethan started to get out of bed she lunged at him. He held his ground as he ripped her clothing trying to pull her away. The rip revealed her firm breasts and pink nipple. Dina was getting impatient, and fed up that he ruined her $50 sweater, so she struck him with a right hook with all her might. Ethan leaned over dazed with blood starting to leak down his nose. Dina took advantage of this moment by grabbing him from behind, choking him with her bicep as he gasped for air. Dina loved to see him struggle, it gave her the biggest rush. He was too weak to get away, Dina was almost a foot taller than him and weight trained almost daily. Eventually his struggle ended when he went limp and was out completely.
Dina wasted no time. She bound his wrists together with handcuffs behind his back, bound his feet with rope, and his arms and chest with even larger rope. She stuffed his mouth with a ball gag from a cheap sex shop and covered it with a bandana. Lastly she blindfolded him with what remained of an old shirt he left at her place. He wasn't to see where he'd going. Before leaving briefly to retrieve her car she took a few things from his room, particularly his underwear and some precious mementos like photographs, awards, old toys. She also took his expensive consoles and miscellaneous electronics. Dina had the cruelest ideas. She stuffed it all in a black sack and left it with Ethan.
After she pulled the car around, Dina reentered and carried Ethan's small frame out over her shoulder with ease. She stuffed his limp, naked body into the trunk of her car and laid him across some sharp, metal jacks. Before shutting the trunk, she was overcome with a great desire to touch him. She kissed his lips and then began to tug at his soft penis as well as his cock and balls. After she was satisfied, she remembered where she was and got anxious. She pulled it as hard as she could muster without damaging the precious goods and then released it like a rubber band. She then slammed the trunk and drive off into the night.
...
Ethan woke up with a bitch of headache.
"Where am I?" he muttered. "Ouch!" he smacked his head on the roof of the trunk making his headache even worse.
