A crank call

Kya picked up the the receiver. "Hello?"

"Good morning. This is Eleanor Roosevelt" a falsetto voice answered. "Is your refrigerator running?"

Kya, without thinking, looked over at the big, black box across the kitchen. "Yes, it is. Why?"

"Well, you better go catch it!" came the answer with a howl of laughter and a deafening click.

Kya stood there, dumbfounded. She looked at the phone, then looked at the fridge. "ARRRRRG!" she seethed. This was just too much for her to handle. The fight with Peter,the sight of that thug from next door getting wasted while stroking himself, and now a crank call that caught her completely off guard. She stomped across the kitchen, threw open her back door, and stomped across the lawn to where her neighbor sat. Her open robe billowed in her wake, falling over her bare shoulders, exposing the fact that she wasn't wearing very much underneath it. She wanted to be sexy this morning for Peter, but he didn't even take notice.

Cy looked up at her, and smiled carnivorously as she approached. She was an angel dressed in satin pink boy pants and a satin pink spaghetti top that only covered her breasts. Her robe billowed around her like wings. "This is one angel I am going to enjoy turning into a devil" he thought to himself. He stood up, and turned to face her and watched as her hips swayed and her breasts bounced. She was so sexy!

"You bastard!" Kya began. "How can you sit there, playing with yourself while you get high, right in front of my window! You pervert!" She slapped him hard across the face.

Cyrus slapped her back on pure defensive instinct. She was too stunned to counter him. He grabbed her robe, and yanked it off of her, allowing it to fall to the ground in back of her. "Now who's the pervert?" he snickered. "You've got no clothes on" he said as he yanked down her pink boy pants, exposing the lower half of her naked body. "Take your top off, or I'll slap you again."

Sobbing, Kya did as she was told. That slap had taken the fight out of her. She dropped the top at Cy's feet. "What are you going to do to me?" she asked as she tried to cover up her nudity.

"Whatever I want" came Cy's answer. "Drop your hands, and turn around slowly. I want to see the whole picture."

Again Kya did as she was told. She turned around slowly. allowing Cy to drink in the sight of her sexy, heart shaped ass, her ample, well rounded breasts with large dark pink aureoles and supple, stiff nipples, her sexy, wide baby making hips, and her brunette landing strip that tapered down, almost to an arrow tip above her soft, pouting labia.

"I like what I see" said Cy as he nuzzled he cheek, and kissed her neck. He grabbed her by the arm, and dragged her into his house without much resistance. He let go of her as he pushed her down to the floor on all fours. He turned, locked the door, and took off his clothes. he strutted in front of Kya, grabbing her by the hair, and forcing her up on her knees.

Kya trembled with fear. She was about to be **** by her own next door neighbor, and she was powerless to stop it. It felt almost like she wanted this to happen. She looked pleadingly into Cy's eyes. "I'm very sorry" she spoke. "Please don't do this to me. This is ****. You'll go to jail."

"You and I are going to do a lot of things today" he sneered. "Now show me how sorry you are. Lick my balls clean, and get my cock ready to fuck you."