Drink it

Leanne figured what was the harm in drinking the liquid. The doctor needed her to finish whatever weird things he was doing, so it wasn’t like he would willingly harm her in any way.

She lifted the glass and cautiously sniffed the contents. It was clear like water but smelt like anything but. There was a strange odour she didn’t recognise and it made her rethink her decision. However, since she’d survived this far she shrugged her shoulders and brought the glass to her lips.

No sooner had she swallowed the liquid than her sleepy state began to intensify. She yawned and stretched her arms before placing the glass on the side table and collapsing back against the bed. The sheets were soft and comforting and she could feel herself drifting off to sleep almost immediately. Leanne relaxed and allowed the sensation to take hold of her. Closing her eyes and falling deep asleep.

When she opened them again she found herself back in the hallway. Not only that but she was dressed again. A long flowing red dress that reached her knees covered her body, with her dark stockings and matching high heels remaining from before. “That’s strange.” she observed aloud.

Leanne looked around her. There was no sign of anyone else but there was an oddness to her surroundings. It was gloomier than before, almost as though there were a fog swirling around the corridor. She stepped cautiously forward. She had no idea where she was going, but she didn’t want to stay still for too long. She wasn’t even sure where she was or even how she got there. There must have been more in that drink than she suspected.

After a few minutes Leanne was still walking along the corridor. She seemed to have been walking for a long time and yet she hadn’t reached the end. When she eventually did she only found a corner that led to another identical corridor. At the end of that was yet another corner and another long hallway leading off into the distance before her. It was as though she was just repeating the same stretch of everlasting hallway again and again. Not only that but she was beginning to get the feeling that she was being followed.

She checked anxiously over her shoulder but saw nothing. Despite her lack of progress Leanne pressed on. Glancing behind her episodically as she searched cautiously for anyone or anything.

As she turned the corner for the fourth or fifth time, she happened to check behind her. That’s when she saw him. One of the residents standing in the corridor staring at her. There was nothing immediately concerning about him, but Leanne was a little worried why she hadn’t seen him when she walked past just moments ago. Either way she didn’t feel like finding out who he was and continued onwards.

However, the next time she peered over her shoulder the old man was there again. Closer this time, but still standing still. She checked again a few metres further and still he was there. Closer again. Much closer.

Leanne quickened her steps. Looking behind her with ever increasing urgency. Always the resident was there. Always that little bit closer. The part that freaked her out more was that despite gaining on her, she never saw him move. Now she was watching him almost constantly, which meant she wasn’t focused on where she was walking. Her heels struggled to maintain her pace in the crusty carpet, causing her to eventually lose her balance and fall to the floor in a heap.

She gave a groan as she lay prone on the thick, aged carpet. She pushed herself up but as soon as she did so she felt something on top of her. In a panic she peered over her shoulder to find the old man’s grinning face. She fought desperately to throw him off, but he was deceptively strong.

His hands gripped her waist and his crotch pressed against her petite rear. The more she struggled the more she felt his rapidly hardening member rubbing between her tight arse cheeks.

Then his fingers began to dig into her flesh. Holding her tighter until he began ripping the thin material of the dress. She cried out and called for help but there was no response from anywhere and the old man continued his ****. Her upper thighs were now fully expose and her left breast was visible through the torn garment. A strong tug of the dress sent Leanne sprawling onto her back and as she peered down she saw her bare pussy on display between her stockinged thighs. **** and unprotected.

Her eyes shot up towards the pensioner to see him standing over her menacingly with a sinister grin on his face. He was reaching down for his trousers and unfastened them swiftly. As they fell the young woman’s mouth fell open at the sight of the immense erection that sprang free.

She tried to move but before she could the resident was on top of her. Pinning her to the ground with that surprising strength. His hips began humping away as he tried to penetrate her. She begged him to stop but his attack was unrelenting. She could feel his hard cock slapping against her soft mound. She fought as best she could but the inevitable soon happened. “Ohhh… Fuck!!” she screamed as the old man’s dick entered her body.

He began fucking her. Rough and hard. His dick driving deeper between her lips. With each powerful thrust of his hips he **** his length further inside her. Her tight pussy was stretched wide by his immense shaft and the more she tried to fight back the harder he screwed her.

The old man continued tearing at Leanne’s dress. Ripping it from her breasts before slobbering all over her pert young tits. “Uhhh… Pleeaassseee… Mmmmm… Stoo… Ohhhh… ppp…”

Leanne tried her best to resist but it was useless. The old man was unrelenting and his hard cock was buried deep in her tight hole. As he pounded away, pummelling her into the carpet, she could do nothing but lay there and hope it would be over soon. She shut her eyes tight and tried to think of something else. However, it would be quite a while longer before the pensioner was done.

He continued his **** until eventually he could hold back no longer and erupted with a yell as he emptied his balls into the young woman’s cunt. Leanne felt his thick goo inside her. Some of it seeping out of her pussy and coating her thighs as they became slick with his juices. She lay there gasping desperately as she waited to be released. When she felt the weight lift from her body she opened her eyes and saw she was once again lying on the bed in the doctor’s side room. Her only clothes were the dark stockings and high heels she was wearing earlier. The only evidence that anything had happened was the shiny gleam of the cum coating her young pussy and thighs.