Please do not read if you are under 21. MATURE THINKERS ONLY AND
DO NOT PROCEED!!! Hmmm that basically means 80% of the people
here...the story is for adult!
Few days ago I went to my neighborhood bookstore looking for some
materials. Again I saw the pretty little young sales girl at the
corner of the store sorting out some books. I saw her for the
previous few occasion here. She was simply stunning. But something
uniquely different about her looks beside the fact that she never
talked to anyone captures me. I had always suspected she is mute
but couldn't be for sure. For days I couldn't comprehend what was
so unique about her. Her beauty brought a different taste.
Something much acquired. And I am thoroughly captivated.
I walked to her cornering the angle of her store. She was packing
some books in a bended position. A sudden urge induces me to grab
her bum. I answered the call to my biological addiction and grab
her bum. It was simply exhilarating, the feeling was heavenly. The
composite was a mixture of soft tender flesh engulfing a firm but
sturdy structure. She immediately stood up. Shocked. She tried to
to leave her point of cornering. But I grabbed her by her jaws.
Forbidding her to maneuver her much disadvantaged location.
Sudden fear and desperation surged every fiber of her body. Her
eyes gradually redden to contain the abrupt ordeal. Showing me the
expression of being bullied. It was both pitiful but yet addictive.
I turned her head to the right and then to the left as if
inspecting any flaws on a hand held antique, determining its beauty
and value. An excellent work of art and total disregards of her
existence. A little struggle which accounted much to
futility.
I then grasped her hair forcing her to a up tilting position,
pulling her towards me as her protruded chest leaned to mine. She
was panting irregularly broken by periods of tremble. Her
heartbeats was racing as I felt the tremor between us, clear,
distinct, fast paced. A deep fear emitted from her and trying to
contain the humiliation and tears of her awaken ordeal. She took a
little struggle before acknowledging resignation to me as the
victor of this scenario. Succumbing before my much superior
hands.
The feeling for me was heavenly. The sight and the power of
dominant of a beings rendered in total submission to whom I behold
the power to cast decision, actions, likings and every random
desire upon her who resigned inevitably and thoroughly to the
victor was exciting.
Suddenly a man ran out from the back with a chopper, I flee as he
screamed!
"Don't let me see you again laying your hands on my son or I'll
[email protected]#$^%$^$&^&^&^", completing with the longest most well
pronouced fluent vulgarity I ever heard. The rest of the days I'm
left wondering what he meant by "his son".
P/S: Its fictional and I'm didn't copy. If you come and scold me
becoz you think it is real and I does it on someone... YOU ARE AN
IDIOT!! Else feel free to comment.
