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Chapter 7 by brambank brambank

What should Leanne do?

Try another floor

Leanne preferred to be anywhere other than wherever the freak in the clown costume had sent her. He probably had his reasons and she wanted no part of that. She pressed the first button she saw and waited for the lift to move. Nothing happened and Leanne was starting to grow impatient. She moved to press the button again but suddenly the lift sprang to life. Shooting straight down.

If she wasn't still knelt on the floor the abrupt trajectory would've sent her flying. She was **** to place her hands on the floor for support. It felt like they had travelled so far they'd actually gone through the ground. Just as Leanne was starting to wonder how much further down it was possible to go the lift stopped and began slowly moving back up again. Leanne couldn't take much more of these rapid direction changes and reached out for the buttons, hoping to stop the lift. However as it had when heading down the lift suddenly stopped and changed direction once more before coming to a final halt.

The young woman inside remained motionless. She was shaken and confused. She tried to stand but her legs were unsteady. As she tried to drag herself to her feet the tiny light in the lift began to flicker. Slowly at first but quickly faster and faster until the light became unbearably bright.

Leanne stared up at the light. She wasn't sure if it was the flickering or the motion of the lift but she began to feel a little dizzy. She was still gazing at the light as she lost consciousness and everything went black.

When she came to Leanne's head was even worse than before. She struggled to focus as she gathered her bearings. At first she was unsure what she was looking at, but the longer she stared the more things became clearer. She eventually realised that she was lying down and staring at the ceiling. Not only that but she was completely naked.

The young woman let out a groan and tried to grab her head but couldn't move her arm. She was strapped down. That's when she realised something even worse was happening. Someone was fucking her!

Leanne raised her head and looked down her naked body. Her legs were raised in stirrups and a little old man was furiously pumping away as he screwed her hole.

"Hey!" she yelled, squirming as best she could to try and break free. But the old man didn't respond. He just continued with the task at hand not even looking at Leanne while he drove his shaft in and out of her young body. "Well this is just great."

It wasn't a particularly pleasurable experience for Leanne. She guessed the old man was getting a lot more out of it then she was. She glanced up at him again. He was starting to sweat, his naked, wrinkled body swaying with each thrust of his old hips. His hands were latched around her waist and he began grunting heavily. Leanne could tell he was about to orgasm and braced herself for his semen.

With a long groan the old man drove forwards, sending his cum into Leanne. He stood there panting for a while as his fluid oozed from her pussy before eventually sliding back and shuffling away.

"That's it?" yelled Leanne as she watched the pensioner leave. "You're just gonna fuck me and leave. No goodbye kiss? Hey! You could at least untie me!" Leanne collapsed her head back against her bed. "Great. Now what?"

What should Leanne try to do?

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