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Stockings

Me (on phone): ‘Rina, are you here yet?’
Rina (on phone): ‘Give me five more minutes. Am on the cab now.’

Like she said, a cab pulled up beside the hotel and she climbed out of it in a boyfriend tee with shorts. To make herself seem more demure, a pair of flats completed her girl-next-door look. We’ve arranged for a photoshoot, one where she would pose in different stockings for a guy she wanted to pamper. That guy is one helluva lucky.

We checked into one of the 81s along Balestier specifically asking for a room with a window for the lightings’ sake. It wasn’t that awkward, since do look like a couple with raging hormones for a start of a day. The staff probably wouldn’t notice the gigantic camera bag I’m lugging on my shoulders.

The room wasn’t too bad, brightly lit by natural light, table and TV well positioned out of the bed’s way. While she went to the toilet to wash up, I removed the items on the table in case we’d need the mirror. As she was done, I placed my loaned D300 lightly on the table and walked over to her, standing closely while unbuttoning her shirt.

Rina: ‘Ehh?’

There was no resistance, but she was taken aback I guessed. I gave her a grin as I peeled her clothes away.

Me: ‘Helping my model change.’

She was soon in her bra and panties, seated beside me as I rummage through her bagful of clothes and stockings. As planned for the first attire, she would be in an oversized-tee just long enough to cover her butt. Since it was long enough, she didn’t bother to wear anything under either.

With the constant chatting and feedback, we managed to experiment a few other ideas and shot more photos than expected. Having about one more hour of time to spare before we have to check out, we decided to finalize the shoot. Since Rina was the model and always moving around, staying still for the camera, she was pretty worn out. So she had the luxury of taking a nap on the comfy clean sheets while I browse and note down the serial numbers of the better pictures.

Rina: ‘Hey, do you want to lie down? The bed is so cold.’
Me: ‘Haha. So do I warm the bed or you?’
Rina: ‘You can warm me from top, or below, or inside out.’

To be frank, a hard on was already at play since the shoot started. She was posing panty-less, sometimes on purpose for the pictures, and nothing quite beats watching a girl strip in front of you. Rina wasn’t a girl to trifle with, she didn’t just change as though you’re invisible, in fact she would do the sexy way of removing her clothes, and slow enough for your fingers to hit the shutter button if you find an angle you like.

I joined her under the blankets and wrapping my arm around her waist, she was covered in this thin tee shirt, bra-less and panty-less, still in a fishnet stocking. Her hands reached for my impatient meat and massaged up and down. She was just a little wet, and I could feel it as the warmth gather at my upper thigh, which were between her legs.

Rina: ‘Let’s not wait any longer. Warm me up.’

I flipped over above her and sink my warm rough semen delivery tool into her, with a lot of friction that started her engines, roaring with moans. Well, just a few seconds and her little clit fountain is wet, ready for some pump action. My hips thrust hard and deep into her, releasing the starving hormones which were quite tortured in camp, having only seen guys in green or in their underwear.

After a few minutes of missionary, wait. Missionary. Soldiers on a mission. (: She turned over and raised her tiny butt up.

Rina: ‘Doggy?’
Me: ‘Yes mdm.’

Her ass was quite average, but it sure was meaty and tender. Giving it a good rebound as I forced it in, prying her tight pussy open. We went for as long as we could till I was about to cum. She had an idea which completes the whole theme for the shoot ‘Stockings’.

She took off her fishnet she was wearing, and placed it around her hand.

Rina: ‘Kneel?’

I got on my knees on the bed and she stroked me with her other hand, without the stockings. Till I was about to cum, I warned her. She managed to catch all of my cum and after arranging it nicely on the bed, we took a photo to commemorate our hard work.

Rina: ‘That’s a picture worth the stockings.’

Well, that’s about it. The last statement was about the stockings. I think she’s not going to keep it anymore. Hmm. About the photos. Let’s see.

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Rape (me please)!

Rinnie was on her way home after a movie with her usual clique of friends, and she was least worried by the group since she stayed closest to the shopping mall where they caught ‘Tron’. Her journey home was awfully quiet, save for a couple walking behind her.

Walking next to the tall bushes, she heard someone shouting ‘Hey!’. Peering closely into the bushes, she was suddenly pulled by a pair of arms, giving her a shock and her screams didn”t help either. There was no one in sight, and the street lamps along the path weren’t on either. After a dreadful two minutes or so, the dragging stopped and she found herself under the tracks of Tampines MRT.

Rinnie: ‘Please don’t hurt me.’

Guy: ‘I can’t help being attracted to you.’

The man then tied her hands to one of the planks of the bench, with cable ties. Following that, he took out a sharp object. There wasn’t much she could do after catching a glimpse of the object to be a pair of scissors.

Placing it against her thighs, he slid it upwards towards her arm and cut into the FBTs she wore. It was suppose to be a casual movie outing with her best friends, but it turned into a nightmare rape fantasy. After ripping it apart, he spread her legs with his knees and held the scissors against her neck.

Guy: ‘Scream and I will hurt you.’

Rinnie knew what was coming, but isn’t there anything she can do? Forcing himself onto her, Rinnie could only close her eyes and accept the violation.

As his huge dick penetrated her helpless tiny little pussy, she could only feel his thick veins rubbing against her vagina walls, activating her endorphins to release her urge. Despite she knew she was a victim of a rape case, thoughts of being forced into sex flowed into her mind. She was getting turned on by the whole idea. The guy raping her wasn’t bulky in size, she could have over-powered him when he pounced on her.

His ramming went on and she just got wetter by the seconds, implying that she was enjoying it and not to stop.

Guy: ‘Rinnie, I’ve wanted you for a long time.’

‘Shit, he knows my name. Who is he?’ thought Rinnie to herself. She was getting fucked by someone who knew her. The threat of being exposed without her going to the police was already present. Getting a glance at his face was quite impossible, but she didn’t stop trying every now and then.

Closing her eyes, she replayed the whole scene in her mind while continuing to get pounded. Her body wants it, in fact, she needed more. She’s tied up, why didn’t the guy force her to give him a blowjob? There was surely plenty of time. She is slowly turning into a little slut that wants to be tied up, tortured and get fucked her mind out.

Finding rape videos weren’t easy. There wasn’t many to start with, since it could backfire as evidence when the culprits are caught. To make up for that, Rinnie had gigabytes of BDSM videos on her laptop, to which she masturbated to many of them.

As the night gets darker without any signs of the man stopping, she got into the mood gradually and soft moans escaped. She simply couldn’t hold it anymore, she wants to be fucked!

Knowing that she’s a little whore enjoying the whole ordeal, he went faster until she cummed, and kept going for another 3 times until he himself needed to release.

Guy: ‘I’m going to shoot now. Where do you want it?’

Rinnie: ‘IN ME! Pump it all in. I want it all.’

What could turn a rapist on even more? His body jerked and warm cum gushed out of his hard little head and into her. She wasn’t just waiting, she was also cumming as his dick muscles worked to get everything out.

Guy: ‘Now, you’re coming with me!’

Freeing the cable ties, he dragged her by her hair up the steps into the carpark, throwing her into the passenger seat beside him. He started the engine and zoomed out of the crime scene. Everyone wants a little slut for themselves, as a toy!

It wasn’t a joy ride, nor is he going to dump her into a river. He held her head forcefully as she was trying to identify him behind the shades. With great force, he pushed her downwards, towards his pants.

Guy: ‘Suck me! You know what to do little bitch.’

She pulled his berms down and sucked on his tired little cock. Trying to get him up again. Occasionally taking a peep out of the window, she was in Bishan. She knew there was someone she could get help from around the area, but does she really want to? And even if she could, would she?

The car stopped for a long while and Rinnie did manage get him up. She had worked non-stop and even forgotten to steal a look at him. Tightening his pants, he alighted and dragged her quickly into the lift. It was a HDB flat, and the block number ‘252’ was so familiar to her.

Finally, everything as slowing down. She saw his face clearly in the lift. It was him. The guy who treated her so well one day, and does this to her today. Pulling her bounded hands, he brought her to his unit and locked both the padlocks and doors behind him.

Rinnie: ‘What are you doing this for?’

Xavier: ‘I like you. I’m sorry. Come with me?’

Thinking that he just wants to surprise her, she followed into his room and he flung her onto his bed. She didn’t responded quite well to shocks like this.

Xavier: ‘I still need you.’

Taking his pants off, he lifted Rinnie’s little butt up and dipped into her, still filled with sauce from the previous meal. Restrained and in a bad position, she could only enjoy the torture, feeling even more turned on knowing it’s someone she – likes. He was the best surprise for her.

With him fucking her mindlessly, he did managed to calm down and he stopped to free her. He sat by the bed thereafter and didn’t say a word.

Rinnie: ‘Are you okay?’

Xavier: ‘I should be the one asking you that. I’m sorry.’

Rinnie: ‘Don’t be.. I kind of felt safer after knowing it’s you. It’s okay. I won’t report you or what.’

Xavier: ‘Really?’

Rinnie nodded and he kissed her. Falling onto the bed, the night of proper passionate sex started. How could Rinnie stop without at least cumming another three times? They had their hottest sex, especially when they only reserved themselves for each other.

Deep down Rinnie’s mind, she was more than happy to have lived her fantasy out. It was close enough. (: Now.. How is she going home without her bottom?