Her arm is grabbed and the door is pushed shut by another teen and Melissa spins around to face the advancing group.
"What the hell? It's time to go, boys...now!" She says sternly.
The first one approaches her, still gripping her arm tightly. "Well, we had another TREAT in mind, baby!" He strokes his hand across her cheek, then slips it down and cops a feel of her chest.
She smacks his face with her other hand.
SMACK!
"Get the fuck off of me, you little bastard!" She angrily snaps, while tugging her right arm free from his grasp.
"Time for you kids to go home...NOW! GET OUT!" Melissa yells and again grabs the doorknob.
The teens do not leave, instead they surround the sexy brunette and take hold of each of her arms.
"I don't think so, honey." The one she smacked tells her, he then gropes her once more before leaning in close to her face.
"Now we are gonna teach that sexy schoolgirl ass some lessons! Let's go, guys!"
The group leads/drags the brunette down the hall toward her bedroom. Once there, they toss her onto the bed and surround her. It is then that she recognizes them.
They teens are not just trick or treaters, they are the neighborhood boys that Melissa always flirts with when she sees them. It always turned her on to have these younger guys aroused by her body.
"Just leave me alone, please! I'll give you some money, just go!" Melissa pleads with the group, with little effect.
"We don't want your money, baby." One says, lifting her short skirt and enjoying the sight of her thighs and waist. "We want that body."
The leader slips his hand up along her thighs as the others start tying her wrists to the bed. As he puts his hand up to her crotch, he notices her panties are wet.
"Damn! The slut likes this stuff! Don't you, Melissa?"
Stunned that they know her name, Melissa blushes at the fact that she is turned on by the young men mauling her and tying her up. She both dreads and somewhat is eager for their next move.
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