Run

Leanne quickly turned and fled without hesitating. She ran back around the corner she’d just turned as fast as she could. She glanced back over her shoulder to check if she was being pursued, but when she looked ahead of her once more the shadowy stranger was now directly ahead of her, bringing Leanne to a sudden halt.

“And where might you be going in such a hurry?” he asked, the same toothy grin spread across his angular features.

The young woman stared open-mouthed at the man in front of her. How had he gotten there so fast? She stood timidly, trying not to look into that intense gaze but finding it impossible to resist. As she peered up Leanne found herself getting lost in his eyes as a thousand erotic images swept through her mind. A soft groan escaped her lips and she quickly looked away as her face reddened. When she glanced back she saw the stranger was still staring at her, only a little closer now, with the same smirk on his face.

Conflicting thoughts clouded her head as despite the obvious fear, she also felt an arousal building inside her that was clearly created by this shadowy stranger. Something was familiar about him and yet he was exotic and mysterious all the same. She peered behind her down the long dark corridor. Leanne’s legs felt weak and she could barely stand. She thought about running but knew she wouldn’t make it far.

“I grow weary of these games,” declared the stranger. “Come to me.” Leanne found herself obeying his command despite her **** to do so. She was stood before him, her body exposed and **** as he openly admired her form. “Mmmm…” he sounded thoughtfully as he observed her closely. “I will have a lot of fun with you.”

Leanne didn’t like the sound of this and wanted nothing but to run as far away from him as she possibly could. However, despite nothing preventing her from fleeing, her legs wouldn’t move and she was fixed to the spot while the mysterious figure softly caressed her pretty face with his long, pale fingers.

“You don’t seem comfortable,” he observed. His long fingernails gently scratching across her cheek. Leanne breathed sharply and shut her eyes tight. Her body language clearly answering the question in place of words. “Then let me offer you a proposal.” She felt his hand slide down between her breasts, his cold grip cupping her bosom before sliding down her flat stomach towards her exposed pussy. “Allow me to give you one night of passion. A night you will never forget. If you still wish to leave after, you’re free to go your own way.”

Leanne quickly opened her eyes and stared at him once more. His face was just a few inches from hers, while his fingers tenderly teased the lips between her thighs. She wasn’t sure what to say. On the one hand she might be able to escape this horrendous place. But could she really trust him? And would she be willing to have sex with him to get it?