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The dirty old man

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Sep 8, 2009
Jason arched deeply as he felt his release peak. he had just finished watching a young girl being "raped". However it was entirely acting, but it satisfied his need. You see Jason has a sick fetish, almost obsession, with watching girls being forced to do things on camera. Weather they are being raped, forced to masturbate or even just strip he finds it completely intoxicating. He looks like your ordinary 35 year old man. He works at a factory night shift and owns his own, albeit small and rundown, home. However he has adapted his basement to become a dungeon of sorts. He has vowed that one day He will have the girl to use it on. He can use her to broadcast all over the web for men just like him.

He went t the shower and cleaned himself up quickly. before putting on some jeans and a plain black t-shirt. He looked over to the clock and saw it was 2:00. It was almost time for his plan. For months now he had spent his afternoons walking around immediately after the local catholic school had left out to admire all of the beautiful girls. One girl in particular he had noticed, always took the dark always home. However today would e a little different for her.

He wanted to be there early so he went ahead and left parking his car at the end of the alley and grabbing his massive hunting knife from the glovebox in case she put up a fight. He grabbed his rope and pulled it over his shoulder and took his spot next to the dumpster hiding both the rope and the knife under the edge of the dumpster. he put a cup with some change next to him and waited for her arrival.
 
There was a strict uniform policy; all students had to follow, most fixed it to their liking and Ayumi was no exception. The white shirt she wore was neatly pressed and it flattered her voluptuous breasts and slim waist. She wore an azure plaid skirt that held onto her curvaceous hips nicely, also showing off her lovely legs. Her skirt came several inches above her knees which made it longer than any other female in the school. Seeing as it kept her cute white panties from being viewed by any males, she didn’t mind. Her white socks and black shoes were nothing special just some footwear needed around the school.

The bell had sounded for today’s classes to come to an end for a local catholic school. Ayumi walked out of the school with a few close friends in tow giggling from the series of events that happened during school. When leaving the gates of the school; she and her friends went their separate ways. She began to make the short journey home by taking the back alleyways home which were particularly dark. Her feet treaded nicely against the cement. She was listening to her iPod not really paying attention to her surroundings also she took this way many times before and was never bothered by anybody.

She stood 170 centimeters [5’7”] in length while only weighing 60 kilograms [132 pounds]. She was simply beautiful; her face was round and defined womanly. Her emerald hues were soft but innocent. Her lips were luscious and full fitting her face nicely. Her nose had no imperfections and her dark brown hair fell to the middle of her back; though it was long she had become fond of its length for now. Her complexion was fair though it had a very slight beige color as well. For some reason she was getting an odd feeling about walking through the final alleyway today but she pressed on anyway. Her feelings have never been right before about a person or about many events, so why follow them now. Ayumi walked her normal pace as she entered the alleyway humming to the music.
 
He smiled as he heard the faint sound of footsteps. He peaked out from the dumpster and saw it was her. He quickly moved so that it was impossible for her not to see him. When she came within arms reach he grabbed her ankle. Not in a forceful way but enough to get her attention. "Please miss, its been a long time since I had some food, could you spare some coins?" He looked at her putting a look of longing into his eye. He was an astounding actor. However he had no intentions of using them. Almost immediately after he had finished his sentence he tugged hard on her leg to make her fall.

"Or better yet why don't I just take you instead of your useless coins." He smiled as he climbed onto her back straddling her. He reached under the dumpster grabbing the hunting knife. He pulled her hair forcing her to look forward. He gently pressed the blade to her neck, "I swear you scream and I will bleed you dry right here is that understood?"
 
Ayumi noticed a man in the alleyway for the first time since she’s been walking this path. She was unsure if he was truly homeless by his articles of clothes; they seem very clean and neat the exact opposite of any homeless person. Her emerald hues shifted from the man to the exit of the alleyway as her humming continued; she began to walk pass the man. Suddenly, upon feeling the man grab her ankle made her body stiffen and as a reflex she tried to pull her leg from his grasp. Her eyes studied the man’s every move as he spoke but she found no reason not to believe him. He had a sincere look in his eyes which told her, he was not harmful. A shriek slipped from her lips as her leg was tugged on hard by him. She was not even given the chance to respond to him. Her body hit the ground with a soft thud but Ayumi was in slightly pain.

Her eyes enlarged at the sudden words that came from his lips. “Wh-What?” She exclaimed when her chest heaved up and down quickly from the shock. Her emerald spheres were full of fear when he climbed onto her back straddling her. A low growl came from her lips as her hair was pulled forcing her to look ahead. Ayumi tried to soothe her anxiety but when the cold blade was pressed up against her throat; the color depleted from her face. She parted her lips as she readied a scream but thought otherwise upon hearing his words. “O-Okay…pl-please don’t hurt me. L-Let me go… I won’t tell anyone…” She pleaded.
 
He smiled when she complied so willingly. He honestly had not expected this and was thinking he would have to knock her out. This changed his plans slightly. Keeping the blade pressed to her neck he gently mover her head so that she was looking to the side. Now that she had submitted he could play with her before taking her. He moved his lips to her cheek placing a light kiss slowly moving back to her ear. "Thats what I like to hear. Now put your hands behind your back your wrists touching and don't do anything funny."

He intentionally slid closer so that when she moved her arms to where she was told She would be resting her hands right on his already hardened member. "Now I want to make this clear, you do what I say and you won't be hurt. However resist in any way and I won't hesitate to kill you." He smiled now as he grabbed the rope and kissed her neck and sat up, "Hands Now"
 
She was not the type to submit that easily to a stranger’s will but having a knife against her throat changed things. To relieve some of the pressure from the blade she tilted her head upwards after he moved her head to the side. “Don’t cut me…please,” she pleaded. His lips placing a soft kiss on her cheek irritated her but her body reacted in an odd way when feeling his breath on her ear. His voice was sickening to hear which made her anger start to boil.

Ayumi began to part her lips but upon hearing the words spoken to her; she bit down on her tongue. Her saying anything that could be considered uncooperative would be fatal. Her head tilted back further loosing the pressure on her throat a bit more. Her body stiffened at the kiss he gave to her neck but did not resist or complain. She complied to his simple order by putting her hands behind her back with her wrists touching. Her emerald colored hues widened as she hoped her hands were not resting on his member. Though, she knew her hands were touching his hardened manhood.
 
He smiled as he felt her body stiffen beneath him. he let out a slight groan when her small hands touched him. He took the rope tying it tightly around her wrists giving her no room to move them. he slowly made her hands stroke him through his pants, "Oh yes we will have some fun tonight." he smiled pressing the knife more firmly to her skin. He stood her up his hand wrapping around her stomach causing her to be pulled against him and her hands to be once more forced against his manhood. He reached higher gently cupping a breast.

"Tell me little girl what do you think your life is worth?" he gently ran the blade of the knife over the top of her breasts. He moaned lightly into her ear as he thrusted against her hands. "Do you have a name little girl?" HE asked softly making sure to whisper directly into her ear.
 
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