I unlock the rusty old door, open it and push you inside. The air inside is dry and dusty.
The old warehouse has large ceiling windows and light enters in beams.
In one of the beams there's a chair. Beer bottles and old tools are scattered across the floor.
I push you towards the chair, you stumble over some debris and fall to the floor. I pick you up, put you on the chair and remove the blindfold.
"Loose the pants and top!" I demand with lowered voice.
You obey and remove them hesitatingly looking around waiting for your eyes to adjust to the light.
I stand in the shadow in front of you, my eyes wandering over your body. Pulling your arms behind your back, I zip lock them to the chair.
I walk around you slowly, opening your legs with my feet. I kneel and zip them to the chair, slowly inspecting the curves of your body as I stand back up.
My finger touches your neck and moves down over your cleavage to your belly, continuing to the start of the pink panties you're wearing.
I rub my finger over the fabric of your bra. Feeling your already swollen nipples inside. With a swift move I pull out a small knife. The fear in your eyes is present when you look at my masked face.
I move the knife underneath one of the bra straps, pull and cut it. The next one follows only moments later. With a firm tug I rip your bra away exposing you bare chest.
I grin as I start to grope your big breasts, you tremble and look away.
I squeeze them together and lift them in my hands, rubbing your erect nipples. You softly sigh when I roll them between my index and thumb and become even harder.
I pinch them hard until I notice a little pain in your eyes and then stop.
I caress your face with my hand as my finger touches your lips. I open your mouth and stick my finger inside. You gently suck it and close your eyes! I pull it out slowly.
Bending down to inspect your panties, I can smell your excitement from only inches away. There is also a noticeable dark pink spot in between your legs.