Claim her as your own

Your face darkens as you stare down at the girl and your lips twist in a leering grin as you grasp both of her tiny wrists in one hand “You shouldn’t have done that” you tell her softly, gently running your fingers through her silky black hair as you talk “Now I have to punish you.”

“Get off of me” she hisses, bucking futilely against your greater weight; your cruel grin only widens at the pleasant feeling of her futile struggling.

On the storeroom floor near the two of you is a long length of packing twine; although she shrieks with fury and her legs kick wildly, you are just too strong for her. It is only the work of a few moments before you have tied your captive’s wrists together tightly.

Your hand tugs upwards on the hem of her t-shirt, slowly pulling it higher on her chest until it reaches her neck, leaving her perky breasts exposed to your lecherous stare, and stare you do. The Oriental girl’s breasts are small but well shaped; there are tan lines faintly visible on the golden slopes of her breasts and they are topped with small nipples of a deep coral pink hue.

“Nice, very nice” you comment happily; gently running your hands over her heaving breasts for a few moments before cruelly twisting one of her nipples, causing her to gasp sharply in pain before you resume you more delicate caresses.

“Please” the nameless girl whispers “Don’t”

“You have to understand that this is a new world” you tell her, voice going soft and almost comforting “And in this new world the strong take what they want” you lean down quickly and plant a swift kiss on her lips “I want you and I intend to have you”

With that your hands leave her breasts and begin to drift downward on her chest, gliding over her stomach and slowly sliding her mini skirt lower and lower before removing it completely. Your eyes go to the nameless girl’s underwear, a pair of tiny white panties, their fronts marked with a small damp spot.

“Once I make you my woman you won’t be wearing these, ever again” you tell her; a sharp yank rips the thin scrap of fabric from her body leaving her naked but for her bunched up shirt and her sneakers, the removal also revealed her clean shaven sex, its lips glistening faintly with a hint of moisture.

“Looks like somebody is getting into this” you murmur, finding her clit with your fingers and slowly rubbing it.

“Never” she snaps

“Methinks the lady does protest too much” you mock “Your mouth might be saying no but your pussy says otherwise”

She utters a sharp squeal as you slide two fingers into her wet snatch; searching for her g-spot and caressing it with delicate circling motions. You lower your head to her chest and suck a nipple into your mouth, flicking it gently with your tongue and drawing a **** gasp of pleasure from the nameless young woman.

Breaking away from her for a moment your hands go to your belt, fumbling with the buckle before sliding them to your knees. Her face goes pale again as she sees what you are doing; looking past your shoulder she pleads “Please don’t let him do this”

Gwen you remember suddenly, you had almost forgotten about her as you toyed with the new girl. Quickly shooting a look back over your shoulder to see what she is doing...