Blackmail/Attempt a naked escape from the mall
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| - | You run out the door, your moist | + | You run out the door, your moist pussy squeaking, your boobs bouncing on your chest. Anywhere that you run there are people pointing and staring at you. They laugh as the two officers run after you. |
| + | You feel like crying, because you're exposed and you have just been raped. A tear soaks your eye and you trip. The two officers catch up to you and lift your naked body up. They carry you back to the security wing and handcuff you bent over the table. Your tits are squashed on the cold metal and your ass is sticking out. They've arranged you so that your feet can't quite reach the floor. They leave you in the room with the door open. You cry softly to yourself for a few minutes before you hear them come back in. | ||
| - | == | + | "Well little girl, we've decided not to report your theft to the police, but we have called your parents. Your mother was surprised to hear that her little angel was stealing and exposing herself to people." He is standing behind you, running a hand over your thighs and ass, occasionally pinching one of your asscheeks. "She is coming by to pick you up and watch the video evidence, but she said to hold you here until she gets out of work at 5." |
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| + | It's only 1PM right now. You are going to be stuck here for four hours, then you'll have to deal with your parents. | ||
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| + | "Until she gets here, you're gonna stay right where you are, and we're gonna have a little more fun." | ||
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| + | The security guards take turns raping you while you are bound helplessly to the table. When they are done, they remove the handcuffs from the table and march you to the bathroom. They get you into the shower and clean you of all the sweat and dried semen, then they bring you back to the interrogation room and get your clothes back on you. | ||
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| + | Eventually your mother arrives. She's already seen the videos and doesn't even let you say anything in your own defense. She takes you home, and your parents ground you until you turn 18. | ||
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| + | == GAME OVER == | ||
| + | [[Category: Blackmail]] | ||
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| + | '''Requirements:''' ''This is a story about a young girl written in second person.'' | ||
Current revision as of 12:08, 13 June 2013
You run out the door, your moist pussy squeaking, your boobs bouncing on your chest. Anywhere that you run there are people pointing and staring at you. They laugh as the two officers run after you.
You feel like crying, because you're exposed and you have just been raped. A tear soaks your eye and you trip. The two officers catch up to you and lift your naked body up. They carry you back to the security wing and handcuff you bent over the table. Your tits are squashed on the cold metal and your ass is sticking out. They've arranged you so that your feet can't quite reach the floor. They leave you in the room with the door open. You cry softly to yourself for a few minutes before you hear them come back in.
"Well little girl, we've decided not to report your theft to the police, but we have called your parents. Your mother was surprised to hear that her little angel was stealing and exposing herself to people." He is standing behind you, running a hand over your thighs and ass, occasionally pinching one of your asscheeks. "She is coming by to pick you up and watch the video evidence, but she said to hold you here until she gets out of work at 5."
It's only 1PM right now. You are going to be stuck here for four hours, then you'll have to deal with your parents.
"Until she gets here, you're gonna stay right where you are, and we're gonna have a little more fun."
The security guards take turns raping you while you are bound helplessly to the table. When they are done, they remove the handcuffs from the table and march you to the bathroom. They get you into the shower and clean you of all the sweat and dried semen, then they bring you back to the interrogation room and get your clothes back on you.
Eventually your mother arrives. She's already seen the videos and doesn't even let you say anything in your own defense. She takes you home, and your parents ground you until you turn 18.
GAME OVER
Requirements: This is a story about a young girl written in second person.
