It wasn't quite five past when Debbie heard the back door open and then close again a moment later. She heard as the door bolt was slid across and swallowed nervously.
"Debbie? Debbie where are you?"
"I'm here Mr. Groves in the front room." She called softly.
A moment later her elderly next door neighbour appeared in the door way. She thought of him as old but he was actually only in his early forties. She thought of him as little but he must have been five foot nine at least. She thought of him as dirty, and he was.
"Good girl." He grinned evilly as he looked at the little skirt and top he'd told her to wear.
"I am trying to be good." She whispered.
"You just seem to have too much trouble with it though don't you?" he chuckled.
He was carrying a small back pack and she eyed it apprehensively.
"You want to know what I've got for you?" he grinned.
Debbie nodded warily but didn't trust herself to speak.
"Upstairs with you then." He ordered firmly. "I've always wanted to take a look around your bed room."
Debbie had left her bedroom curtains closed this morning and now she breathed a little sigh of relief that she had. She certainly didn't want the man over the road to see what would be happening to her over the next few hours.
"Perfect!" he mumbled to himself as he eyed her bed with the rail at the head and foot of it.
"Now then Debbie I want you to lie down on your bed for me, and stretched your arms and legs out so that I can tie them to the posts."
"You want to tie me up?" she gulped fearfully.
"Do we need to put another x on the chalk board?" he raised an eye brow at her warningly.
Another x on the chalk board would mean another punishment for her when he felt like it.
She lay down on the bed and stretched herself out as he'd told her to do.
It only took him a few minutes to bind her hands and feet.
"You're such a pretty little thing Debbie." He muttered as he played with himself.
He stroked up her leg and under her skirt. His fingers poked at her pants and he felt the moisture there.
"Yes I thought so." He muttered.
He reached up and pulled open her blouse and then began to pinch at her nipples, Debbie let out a little cry of pain and he pinched even tighter.
"Quiet!" he snapped, "or I'll have to gag you!"
She didn't like that idea so she clamped her mouth shut and tried not to react when he lowered his head and started to bite lightly on them.
"You like that don't you girl?" he asked her savagely. "Tell me how much you like it."
She knew how much he liked to play this game where he made her his willing accomplice.
"Oooh Mr. Groves do that some more that feels so good." She sighed to him.
