Visha was the average girl measuring in at only 5”2 145 lbs 42D breasts. So okay she was a well above normal. She never really ever had time for much else except work and school. She had never had more than a few minutes of conversation with her neighbors of three years. But someone knew her extremely well. They had memorized every inch of her. The exact size of her nipples. Right were the dimple in her ass was and her weekly masturbation schedule. She had had a job that allowed her more free time, but she despised herself for doing it once. Yes, she had danced naked for money at one of those dial a stripper things. She kept her face masked so as to keep anyone from knowing who she was.
She found that she was extremely nervous it caused her nipples to protrude almost from under her tiny top. She hated the ruff hands of the men as they stuffed dollar bills down your cleavage. Smelling the sweaty and alcohol latent bodies. Grabbing at her breasts licking her holding her down grinding her ass into them. She could feel their erect cocks through their pants. One of the them even went so far as to try to finger her. Finally, it was over. That day she went home and scrubbed her body for hours. Although, she never did it again. No one could get close to her let alone have sex with her.
Now she worked a decent paying job its worked her hours long into the late night. She would do her usual routine slump through the doorway pull off her shoes and clothes and finish up the class work she didn’t do already. Then she would go for a shower and off to work like clockwork. She had no idea she had two extra shadows. That went with her everywhere including into her own house!
On one of her average days on the way into the house. She found that her door was open. She walked into her room to find a man riffling through her drawers. Sniffing her underwear as he put it in his pocket. She turned to run down the hall, but was close lined. Still a little disoriented, she felt a prick in her thigh. She looked up to find her legs in irons and blindfolded. Lifting her blindfold to peak around the room. The windows were spray painted over but she could see through a hole the high way that was not far behind her house. Suddenly, the door swung open. Oops, your awake forcing her away from the window. Cant have you doing that., says another voice. Well, now we weren’t expected for another few days but you left us no choice. Sorry, about being so ruff earlier.
