Jared strips you

Leaning in he strokes your hair and you try and pull away, "why fight it? You're not going anywhere."

Jared then traces his fingers down your body making his way to your feet. You are still clothed for now but it does not make it any less uncomfortable. He looks up watching your terrified expressions as he begins rubbing his hand up your leg. Slowly he rises up your calf, your knee and finally your thigh. You squirm at his touch but it only encourages him and he moves his hand up and under your skirt.

His fingers touch your pussy through the panties, making you jump. "Don't lie, you like it. Your panties are already soaked," he teases.

An untrue statement, they were wet because of your masturbation secession right before he caught you but this creep though he was turning you on. You scream at him in vain as he probes at your panty clad pussy. Losing interest, you hope, he withdraws and rubs his hand back down to your feet. Unfortunately, he begins to remove your shoes.

It is at this time that Jessie wakes up but being bound and gagged as he is, his screaming is as useless as yours.

"Oh, you're awake? Good, just in time for the show," says Jared as he takes off one of your shoes. You curl your toes trying to hold on to your sock but he removes it easily.

Jessie leans forward pulling at the cords but nothing happens and Jared takes off your other shoe.

With the shoes off he once again moves up your leg and teases your pussy but not for long. Instead, he moves his hand up your belly and under shirt going for your breasts. Under the shirt he begins to fondle you but at least he cannot get under the bra, it fits to well to be pulled up that easily. He is not frustrated with it though and you find out why soon after.

"Such nice tits, it would be a shame to not let them out," he says as he removes his hands. At this point you are wondering how he is going to get your tits out with you tied up, if he has to untie you to get your clothes off that could be the chance you need. Alas, your heart sinks when he goes to a shelf nearby and holds up a pair of blunt nose scissors.

"This'll do nicely," he says as he holds them up for inspection.

You pull at the bindings again as he moves the scissors to the bottom of your shirt. Even with a mask on you are certain the prick is smiling as he begins to cut the fabric, ruining the shirt and slowly unveiling your torso.

He does not stop there though, and cuts the shirt to the sleeves and with it completely cut on the front, tugs it from underneath you. With the shirt reduced to nothing more than a rag, he discards it and gropes your breasts again.

"That's much better," he says as he squeezes you. Turning to Jessie, "but I think this bra needs to go. What do you think?"

Jessie strains at the cords again and Jared laughs cutting the bra straps. With the straps gone he lifts the useless fabric leaving your upper body completely naked for his ogling eyes and groping hands.

He holds your tits in both hands and squeezes them flicking his thumb over the nipples. As much as you do not like it, it does not prevent short spells of pleasure to run through you causing your nipples to harden to your dismay.

He notices this and make a point of letting Jessie know, adding to your humiliation, "Look her nipples are hard," as he pinches them. "She must like being a play toy."

You cry out and shake your head in protest but it does not stop him. He toys with your nipples and molests your boobs for another minute before he lets up. Your panic however; only redoubles as he moves the scissors to your skirt.

You lift your hips, try rolling over, and pull at the cords in an effort to keep the scissors at bay but it does no good. Jared only laughs and gets on the bed with you, sitting on your legs holding you still. At least enough for him to begin cutting the skirt off. You buck trying to throw him off jamming the scissors into you. It hurts but does no real damage and now you know why he is using blunt nosed scissors.

"You're only going to hurt yourself if you keep that up," he comments and works his way up to the top of the skirt.

With a final snip the skirt is reduced to another scrap of cloth and he pulls it out from under you, despite your best efforts to pin it to the bed with your hips. The only article of clothing left are your damp panties.

He begins stroking your pussy through your panties again, more vigorously than before and with much more access. "Only one thing left," he says holding up the scissors. Turning to Jess once again, "her panties are so wet, it would be a disservice to keep them on don't you think?"

Jessie shakes his head rapidly and strains on the cords. "Besides," he continues, "how else am I meant to get inside her."

You buck and scream and twist but the scissors cut the panties with easy. Still trying to throw him off he goes on to Jessie, "I hope you have a good view."

With that he peels back your wet panties revealing your smooth pussy and equally wet pussy. Jared takes a sharp breath as he admires you. "Wow, that's one pretty pussy. I expected you were hot but nothing like this."