Use the window

Leanne took a slow, deep breath as she steeled herself for what came next. Moving as fast as she could Leanne darted across the room. Flying past the wardrobe and its terrible contents before stopping at the window and flinging it open. Not wanting to look behind her Leanne swung her legs to the outside and tried to find her footing on a slender ledge. In her haste she slipped. Her hands grabbing the windowsill at the last second to prevent a nasty fall to the ground below.

She struggled back to her feet and began to ease across the ledge as she aimed for the next window. She didn't dare look down. The two story drop far enough to cause her to lose focus and risk falling.

As she came to the edge of the ledge there was a thick pipe ahead of her attached to the wall. She stretched as far as she could and grasped hold of the red cylinder. But as she tried to move towards it something grabbed her other hand. Looking back in a panic she saw the sinister face of the clown leaning from the open window. His hand gripping hers.

Leanne tugged frantically but she couldn't break his hold on her. She tried kicking out at him but the short dress did nothing to aid her mobility. She was being stretched between the clown and the pipe as she refused to relinquish her grasp. However, things were about to get worse when she heard a sliding noise followed by a surprised sounding resident below her.

She peered down and saw an old man looking back up. Hearing the commotion he'd looked out and now had a perfect view up the young woman's short dress to her uncovered pussy.

His eyes were wide and his mouth open as he stared at her pleasing tight slight. Leanne was wondering what to do when she saw the man reach into his pants and pull out his hard dick before starting to masturbate.

"What the fuck is wrong with these people?" she yelled aloud. Leanne thought of her options. None of which looked even remotely tempting. But it wasn't as though she could hang around like that forever.