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The lamp post stood resolute in the torrential downpour, casting its yellow light in a small circle on the sidewalk. I stood in a storefront just out of reach of the lamp’s light and the rain. Water dripped from the brim of my hat that was pulled low and from the hem of my long overcoat. There I stood, alternating between watching the river of water race down the gutter and keeping an eye on the front of the building across the street.
The building, like every other building on this street, was aging but well taken care of. The remnants of what was once a bustling downtown area were gracefully aging into old town and the buildings that used to house popular night clubs and fancy restaurants were now giving way to storefronts and other small businesses. The building that was holding my interest had been converted into a health club.
After a quick look around, I stepped off the curb with a small splash and hustled across the street. The front door was locked and most of the building was dark and empty with the exception of one final Zumba class that always let out after the rest of the gym was closed. I circled around to a side door and pulled it open. I peeled the small piece of duct tape that was holding the latch open from the door and quickly ducked inside.
I made my way down the narrow hallway, I could hear the steady beat of the cool-down music coming from the classroom. I stepped into a small room just off the hallway and closed the door. The room was a storage room of sorts that had retired fitness equipment stashed in it. There was a first aid kit mounted to the wall. Opening the cabinet, I removed several rolls of ace bandages and a pair of scissors and stuffed them in my coat pockets… they would do nicely. I turned off the light and settled in to wait in the dark. The music down the hall had stopped, it wouldn’t be long.
The excited chatting of the women and footsteps moving past my hiding spot alerted me that Zumba class was over.
“Good work tonight, everybody,” the instructor called above the noise. In a few seconds, the building was quiet and almost empty. Almost, because she was always the last one to leave by five to ten minutes.
Karen banged her locker door shut and zipped her gym bag. She was always late leaving the building after Zumba because she was the only one who bothered to change clothes and freshen up after class. She could not stand to drive home a sweaty mess and didn’t understand how it didn’t bother the other women. Karen, a 40 something -year -old with sandy hair was in no hurry anyway; her boyfriend would be out late tonight playing poker with his buddies.
Karen paused in front of the full -length mirror in the locker room to admire her progress one more time. A short girl, she came with a package of curves that caused men to take a second look and she religiously attended her exercise class to keep herself in reasonable shape. She tugged the silky blue top down to partially cover her shapely ass so she wouldn’t show too much off in her black leggings. After one last look in the mirror, Karen headed down the hallway.
I peeked with one eye through the crack in the door and saw her making her way down the hall that would take her right past my hiding spot. My heart was racing. This was it. I had wanted this for a long time. She was just outside my door and moving past. The time was now! I burst through the door and she instinctively turned to face me but I spun her around, letting our momentum carry us through the doorway directly across the hall. My hand covered her mouth to stifle any shriek that might try to escape her lips.
“Don’t move,” I hissed in her ear “Not a sound." There was a pile of mats about waist high stacked against the wall and I pinned her there, my hips tightly pressed against her so she couldn’t escape. She was bent over the mats, arms stretched out in front of her. I fished the ace bandages out of my pocket and bound her wrists behind her back. She tried to get away.
“Don’t!” I warned her and stood her up straight, one hand grasping her beautiful hair to convince her that she did not want to struggle. I tore her top from her and a quick snip of the scissors and her sports bra followed the shirt to the floor. I then peeled her leggings from her, admiring how her ass looked in her skimpy panties. At my command she stepped out of her panties and stood there completely naked, looking at the floor in submission.
Karen stood there, realizing that there was nothing she could do to get away, the man was in complete control. His hands were like iron and Karen quickly realized that resistance was futile. She felt very exposed and, in fact, she was -completely nude. The cool air swirled around her, brushing her skin in light, feather -like brushes, a stark contrast to the rough treatment she had just endured. She lifted her eyes from the floor to see him standing in front of her lustfully leering at her body and ponderously stroking his cock through his pants. He reached out and groped her exquisite breasts, they were soft and full. For a moment he stood there, running his hands over her body, stepping in close to fondler her ass cheeks. Karen’s hands being tied behind her back accentuated her tits as if she were putting them on display. The man leaned in and took her nipple in her mouth and nibbled on it for a moment. Her nipples were already stubbly from the cool air but now they were rock hard.
One thing that stood out to Karen about the man was how sure of himself he seemed. It was like he had been planning this for a long time.
“Why shouldn’t he be confident?” she thought, “He has all of the power, I am completely under his control.” The man interrupted her thoughts by ordering her to her knees. Karen complied and the man unzipped his pants and took out his cock. Even in the dim light, Karen could tell that it was a fantastic cock. It was remarkable, not only in size but in overall shape and aesthetics. Through the fear and the nerves Karen felt a small shiver of excitement at the sight of this display of manhood. Her mouth watered.
The bulbous head pressed itself between her lips and she obediently granted it entrance to her mouth. Karen was reluctant at first but when her assailant started to thrust into her mouth, her enthusiasm flourished. Blow jobs were something that Karen secretly prided herself in and she caught herself giving in to that pride, loving his erection with all of her skill. And so she continued to dutifully suck and lick his cock. Occasionally a moan escaped his lips -a morsel of encouragement to the woman that he had enslaved. Karen could tell the man was close to exploding in her mouth and she doubled down on her efforts to please him but the man stopped her by taking her by the hair and leading her to her feet. He walked her over to a large exercise ball and draped her over it, face down. Karen was evermore conscious of how vulnerable she was. She felt super exposed with her ass in the air the way that it was. She could sense the man hovering behind her and almost immediately felt his hand slip up the inside of her thigh. The excitement broke through the fear again at the sensation of his hand fondling her folds. The excitement continued to build as he continued to explore her most intimate areas, gently probing and fondling her. Karen’s natural instincts engaged and she moistened in anticipation of what was sure to come.
The fondling stopped and he abruptly entered her. Karen gasped at the suddenness of this invasion. It was scary but at the same time exhilarating to have a man take her and use her as a vessel for his own satisfaction. She was more wet than she had ever been before and it was good that she was. The cock was thrusting hard into her, making her feel quite full at the bottom of each thrust. He had a hold of her hips and seemed to be fucking her with all of his might. Primitive grunts came from the man as he took what he wanted from this girl. Karen had never been fucked so hard in her life and the man’s cock was touching places inside of her that was driving her to the brink of ecstacy.
He was timing his thrusts with the bounce of the exercise so that when she was bouncing up, he was on the way down, plunging his dick deep inside of her. At the bottom of each thrust, his balls would kiss her clit which drove Karen absolutely wild. Under normal circumstances Karen would have been frantically clutching at the sheets or gripping her lovers shoulders when she was on the brink of orgasm but her hands were tied behind her and she was pinned to the exercise ball. With nowhere to go and completely helpless, all Karen was able to do was lay there and cum all over his cock. Being bound seemed to intensify her orgasm. Her mouth opened in a silent groan, her body curling around the ball and her cunt contracting on the shaft of his cock.
At the sensation of Karen clamping down on his cock, the man erupted inside of her, filling her with warmth. For a moment he paused, revelling in the sensations, enjoying her warmth and the pulse of her vagina that was trembling with orgasmic aftershocks. He was satisfied, he had taken what he wanted and met his need to have her. His penis now limp in relief, he slipped out of her, zipped his pants and headed for the door.
“Good work tonight,” he said, mocking the Zumba instructor and then closed the door behind him.
Epilogue
Karen lay on the floor of the storage room, still naked and bound. The door opened and in stepped the man, scissors in hand. Stooping, he cut the bandages from her wrists and helped her to her feet.
“That was awesome babe!” I exclaimed. “Way more fun than poker!”
“You scared the shit out of me at first, but man was that hot,” Karen said, her voice still a little shaky. Karen stuffed her clothes into her gym bag and donned my overcoat, cinching the belt and concealing her nakedness. Arm in arm we left the gym each wondering where our new found interest would take us.
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