("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2008. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- The Warehouse by BiPandora (address withheld) *** Sometimes if you go looking for something, you might find what you really need. (MF, nc, rp) *** The day was slow; we hadn’t seen a single customer in 3 hours. The salespeople milled about the store, tending to cosmetic things to keep themselves busy. I watched them from my station behind the counter. My paperwork many hours completed, my only purpose was to answer a silent phone. I heard my computer chirp its chime, telling me I had an email. Reading through the endless blather about new price tags, I found the link to the program that had the list of prices. I printed it out, counted out how many tagging supplies I would need, and started off to the warehouse to collect them. My coworkers were drifting towards the front door, for smokes and a breath of fresh air. I looked after them longingly, wishing to pop outdoors to feel the late afternoon sun on my face. Caught up in my daydreams of freedom, I wandered into the now vacant warehouse and started looking for the supplies. The box with the tag sleeves was empty. Cursing my lazy peers, I walked to the darkened back of the warehouse to search for another box. And then I was grabbed from behind, my attacker was strong. I weigh a good deal, and I was lifted off the floor as if I was a child. A large hand slapped over my mouth, muffling my reflexive scream. My attacker slammed me against the wall in an unseen corner. I could barely see, but I was clawing at his arms, trying to break free. Still holding my mouth, he dipped his head to my shoulder and bit me deeply. My breath caught as the pain seared through me. His other hand was grabbing my ass, pulling me into his erection. I was still fighting for my freedom, but I could feel the faint tickle of pleasure deep inside me. Releasing my mouth, he whispered not to scream or he would break my neck. He grabbed my throat, but didn’t squeeze. I froze at the threat and waited. His free hand left my ass and started pulling at my pants. He tore hard at them; they ripped violently and fell away. He started grinding his throbbing cock into my stomach. Biting at my breasts and neck, he grabbed my waist and pulled me up onto a shelf. My pussy was leaking badly now, and I was terrified by the pleasure I was feeling. He reached down and pulled his cock out of his pants. I could see a faint outline of it... it was huge. Not long, but thick. I held my breath and grabbing my thighs and stretching them apart, he rammed it into me. Because I was wet, it slid in more easily then I thought it would. It still hurt. I could feel a tear in the fragile skin. He was pumping his cock into me a furiously as he could. I could feel bruises from his fingers on my thighs and waist. I could feel his teeth biting at my neck, gently now for all he was raping me. I could feel my pleasure mounting. I barely knew what I was doing. My legs snaked around his waist, pulling his thrusting cock deeper into me. I threw back my head to feel his mouth on my neck. He abruptly pulled out and yanked me off the shelf. My legs were like jelly from the shock of being emptied so violently. I fell to my knees and he pushed me over so my ass was in of him. He slammed back inside of me. Now, I knew I was going to cum. His cock pumped brutally into my pussy, raking its hard helmet across the most sensitive part of me. I was shaking from the effort of keeping my mouth shut, and was excited by it. The cement floor of the warehouse was grinding against my knees with each thrust. I felt his cock throbbing and knew he was close... and I came. I felt my pussy squeeze his cock hard and he gasped. His cock shot cum deep inside me. I was biting my arm to keep from screaming and I could taste blood. I could feel my poor bruised pussy dripping our juices onto the floor. He was breathing heavily. He pulled out and I collapsed onto the floor. With his foot, he rolled me over onto my back. For the first time, I saw my darkened lover... and smiled. END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 59