Turn and run

Leanne didn't know where to go but she knew she had to escape from that madman. Her initial instinct was to run the other way, but she quickly found herself facing a solid wall.

"Help! Somebody please help me!!" she cried as she banged hard against the unyielding barrier. But there was no response and the doorway back to where she'd left Sid was no longer there. Her skin crawled and she knew the clown was getting closer. Leanne slowly turned to face her pursuer, pressing herself firmly against the wall to keep as far away from him as possible.

He was stood in the middle of the room, just a few metres away from her now. He wasn't moving. Just stood staring at her. That same creepy mask and dead eyes she'd seen before, locked on her. She wondered if she could get past him now he was in the open. Leanne hadn't seen him move so had no idea how quick he was. It wasn't something she wanted to risk but she had to get away from him somehow. Then she remembered the windows.

They were closer to her than the door. If she was fast she could get out before he grabbed her. Or someone outside might hear her cries for help and come save her. She didn't have to think about it any longer. Before the creepy clown got any closer she sprinted for the nearest window, diving towards it and yanking feverishly at the handle. However it was locked and wouldn't budge despite her best efforts.

She spotted a nearby plant pot and was about to put it to good use when she felt two hands grab hold of her. Leanne let out a scream and wriggled frantically to get free. She lost her school blazer in the struggle but managed to break free enough to make it to next window. This time the handle moved, her eagerness sending her tumbling forwards so she was hanging out of the window with her arse in the air. She scrambled desperately for something to grab on to but all she found were a few flimsy plants that broke away in her hand.

By now the clown was on her again, grabbing her by the ankle and pulling her back inside. "Help! Please!! Somebody..." she yelled in vain for assistance but the window opened to a quiet side garden and nobody was in sight.

Leanne fought recklessly but found herself being dragged helplessly towards the clown. She grabbed desperately at everything within arms length and kicked her legs hard, but by the time her fingertips slipped from the window ledge she knew there was no hope. She fell to the floor as she clumsily re-entered the sitting area and just lay still, quiet except for her heavy panting. She didn't want to move knowing the clown was probably enjoying the chase as much as she was horrified by it.

He was stood over her now. Leanne's short schoolgirl skirt had ridden up in the skirmish and her arse cheeks were exposed to her hunter. She wanted to cover up but felt it was pointless to do so now. She didn't know how much longer she could lay there or what the clown was planning to do with her. In some ways she just wanted it to be over, no matter what he wanted.

The clown, tired of waiting for Leanne to run again, grabbed her roughly by the arm and hoisted her to her knees. She was too fearful to look up at him and her attention was quickly drawn to something else anyway. His big, hard cock was aimed straight at her pretty face. It was obvious what he wanted but Leanne was hesitant to give it to him.

Seeing her **** the clown took hold of his swollen length and smeared it across her face. Rubbing it firmly against her lips so she could taste it. She closed her eyes and tried to pull away but the clown held her head in place so there was no escape from his dick. With his member so close Leanne couldn't breath properly. She opened her mouth slightly to take in some air, however that allowed the clown the opportunity to thrust his cock forwards and between her lips.

Leanne let out a muffled cry in protest but she couldn't free herself from the clown's strong grip. He held his dick inside her mouth and pulled her head onto his length, forcing her to swallow it. It was incredibly big but Leanne soon had his entire shaft down her throat. She gagged on the thick member but knew there was no resisting it. Gradually she began to willingly slide her head back and forth along the clown's cock, wishing it was someone else. The clown released his grip on the back of her head and allowed Leanne to take control. Her tongue was swirling around, trying her best to tease his hard cock despite the limited movement she had as it filled her mouth.

Over and over she swallowed his length, hurrying the pace and trying to finish him off quickly and put an end to her torment. She was reaching a crescendo and her efforts weren't going to waste. It took longer than she would have hoped, every second with the clown's member filling her mouth felt like minutes, but eventually she felt his hand return to the back of her head. She knew what was coming and moments later the clown erupted down her throat. He held her in place until she had drained every last drop, causing her to retch while his dick filled her mouth with cum. Once he was satisfied the clown slid his cock from her lips, dragging it across her face once more and leaving a sticky trail of his fluids which dribbled down her chin and between her cleavage.

As Leanne panted for breath the clown remained standing over her menacingly. His long dick oozing cum in front of her. She hoped that was it. She'd satisfied him and incredibly well she thought. Especially given her circumstances. But somehow she doubted that would matter to this guy.

She didn't have to wait long to find out what would happen next. The clown once again grabbed her forcefully by the arm, this time lifting her to her feet so they were stood face to face. She suddenly realised this was the first time they'd stood so close like this. He was a tall man, even in her big heels she only just reached his face. She closed her eyes tight while he stared at her through that clown mask, checking out her hot young body in that sexy school uniform. She felt his hands slide around her waist and her body shuddered. Using his powerful frame he easily tossed her to the side over a small table.

She quickly realised she was bent over with her arse facing him and spun back around. He was already on top of her again though despite the distance she had been sent sprawling. She stared up at him, her body tensed as she waited for the next act of this intimidating figure. But he was happy to just watch her, allowing Leanne to work herself into a fervour as he admired her body.

Her tiny skirt had ridden up again in the latest fracas, displaying her smooth thighs and white knickers. She realised all too late that his gaze was fixed on her crotch as his hands moved for the delicate cotton material and stripped her of her underwear. She gasped as he tore them down her legs with one hard tug, leaving them around her ankles. She felt more exposed than ever despite being still almost fully dressed, the clown not taking those dead eyes away from her abruptly uncovered pussy.

She watched his hands slid to her knees. Unable to move as they crept slowly up her thighs. Her breathing was becoming more rapid the further up her legs her got until he was just inches away from her bare slit.

With a burst of energy he spread her legs wide, causing Leanne to fall back onto her elbows and a little "ohh" to escape her lips. She examined the clown's movements, unable to do anything about it while he lowered himself in front of her and brought his face towards her pussy.

"Ohhh... Fuck!" cried Leanne as the clown tasted her slit. "No, no... Ohh fuck! Please... don't!" But her pleas were falling on deaf ears as the clown quickly went to work on her. Exploring her hole with his surprisingly long tongue, sliding deep inside her and enjoying her wetness.

Leanne was trying not get any satisfaction from the experience but it was so hard not to. His tongue seemed to be everywhere, licking everything. Teasing her, tormenting her. Toying with her clit. She was surprisingly wet given the situation but there was nothing she could do about it. The more she fought it, the more erotic the experience became. She shut her eyes tight, trying to resist her arousal but it was no use.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! ...Ohhh God!! No! No... Please! Ohhhhh FFUUUCCCCKKK!!!" She knew she was about to orgasm with that unreal tongue swirling everywhere. She gripped the sides of the table ready to explode. But it never came. Just as she was about to reach the point of no return the clown pulled back. His tongue no longer deep inside her wet hole.

She looked up at him, confused and breathless. He just stood before her grinning that sinister smile, letting Leanne know that he wasn't finished playing with her just yet. If she wanted some release then she was going to have to wait. She never thought she'd be so **** to cum with this creepy clown toying with her. Then she noticed his cock again. It was hard even after Leanne had satisfied him earlier, but now looked bigger still as he aimed it at her pussy.