he cuts the suit off.

Charles Whitney looked down at his handy work. This beautiful girl tied up, completely at his mercy. His seed splashed all over her skin tight body suit, dripping down her breast and stomach, a small splatter on her cheek. Her eyes tightly shut, her body tense, as he let his hands wander over her body.

"mmmmFffp" Max screamed into the ball gag as he roughly squeezed and pinched her nipples.

"oh you like that you little whore" he taunted her as she struggled against the chains. "you try to steal from me and this is what you get" he half yelled as he grabbed her pussy, rubbing her forcefully though her body suit. He smiled as he felt her moist core, surprised that she was getting off on this. The dampness between her legs and her moans for help was too much. He knew then he couldn't wait any longer, jerking off onto her wasn't enough.

"Ummmfpffm" Max moaned out again as her abductor ran his hands over her body. Exploring every inch of her as he attempted to find a way to free her of the skin tight suit that was stopping him from ravaging her body.

"Fuck" he muttered angry, unable to find a zipper, button or clasp of any kind. It was like the suit was painted onto her. He looked her over again, her tight body contained in the even tighter suit. Bound to the wall she squirmed under his gaze, but refused to make eye contact with him. Her hard nipples poking through the thin fabric of her suit. The outline of the wet pussy lips easily visable through the sheer fabric. She looked like pure sex chained to the wall. And as much as he wanted to keep the suit he couldn't wait any longer. Pulling out a small knife he brought it to her neckline, "Stay still" he warned as he slowly cut his way down her body.

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He pulled at the fabric impatiently, tearing it off her body. Only to pause in awe as he took in her perfect naked form. Her perky breasts, hard nipples, her taunt stomach, all the way down to her hairless pussy, all covered in a light sheen of sweat. She was perfect, as if someone had created her just to be fucked. He fought the urge to simply thrust himself 8 inches deep into her tight wet waiting pussy and fuck her till she begged for more. But that would be too easy for her. No, she was a dirty thief, and he was going to make this last as long as he could.

She recoiled away as his now hard dick as it pressed against her stomach. His breath on her ear as one hand traced its way down to her wetness. Lightly rubbing her clit, encouraged by the way her body tensed, the soft moans that she tried to hide. His other hand came to her mouth, loosening the gag, before whispering hoarsely into her ear. "It's your choice babe... Where do you want me to fuck you?"