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Old 05-11-2013, 04:39 PM   #1
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Descent into Terror (a role play by Hoselvr and Sweetlust)

I’m a science geek and I know it. I study biology, botany and environmental science. I also work in the field, so yes I’m a certified science geek. Also, not to intentionally perpetuate the stereotype, I don’t have much of a social life either. So what do I do for fun and entertainment? Well, I bet you’re thinking it’s collecting bugs or some other shit. Wrong - I watch women. Now I’m not referring to going on the internet and surfing porn. No, I watch women in person. I seek out women to see them walk, listen to them talk, hear them laugh, and see their sexy clothing and shoes. I image what it would be like to take them home, kiss them, undress them and most of all – fuck them.
You would probably be surprised at all the different places I go to watch women. I will go to the local shopping mall to watch them. There you can find women of all shapes and sizes. Granted the mall attracts a lot of young women and of course teenage girls, but you have to know where to look. The best place is Dress Barn as they tend to cater to the somewhat older woman – the MILF types that I like the best. Often the shoe area of a department store can be fun, especially if an attractive woman is trying on shoes while wearing a dress or skirt. Of course you actually have to enter “the danger zone” for the best view – close enough to get a glimpse up her dress or skirt, but also close enough that there is a good chance she will catch you doing it. The obvious place is the beach or a public swimming pool, but I tend not to go there too often as I have to wear swim trunks myself and it’s difficult to hide the boners I always get. My favorite spot to go to by far is an office building. Why you ask? I visit office buildings for the leggy professional women of course. To me the sexiest thing is not a woman barely covered in a skimpy bikini – no, it’s a women in pantyhose wearing a short dress or skirt. I have a number of office buildings I have visited, but my favorite it the tallest one in town.

My normal work shift is 7:00 am to 3:30 pm, so I have plenty of time to make it to any number of office buildings within walking distance of the building I work in. So yeah, I after I get done with work at 3:30 pm, I most often walk the several blocks from my office to the largest office building. I usually sit in the lobby and watch the leggy gals stream by. This building is my favorite not because it’s the largest and therefore you would think the number of women would be the highest as well. No, the real reason is because this building contains the largest number of female business executives, lawyers, and financial consultants – and they tend to “dress up” more than other women. In addition, all those executives, lawyers, and consultants need administrative assistants, secretaries and receptionists so the percentage of leggy women is almost exponential there.

So it’s now 3:30 pm and where am I? I’m stuck at work finishing an important report that a colleague was supposed to finish, but he went on vacation before completing it – the bastard. I was quite disappointed, as I hadn’t really gotten the opportunity all week to go women watching. I needed to see some hot women soon – fuel to masturbate when I get home to my lonely apartment. It took me another three hours to finish the report and get out of the office. At first, I thought of calling it a bust and just going directly home. However, in past ventures to watch at that building, I had seen some lawyers and executives leave very late in the evening. I decided to give it a shot.
Another thing I liked about this building is that the management company didn’t care about security, leaving it entirely up to each individual business tenant, and the vast majority of them locked their office doors as their only form of security. Therefore, when I arrived at about 6:45 pm, the main lobby doors were unlocked and the elevators all functioned. I looked around the lobby and saw no one, so I decided to take the elevator up to a secondary lobby on one of the executive floors. I rode the elevator all the way up without interruption and got out. I sat down on one of the waiting benches near the empty receptionist’s desk and began to read a newspaper that was lying on the table beside the bench.

Several women did exit one of the executive suites and walk to the elevator. The first was a woman in her mid-40s, black hair, medium breasts, and nice legs. Yes, she was wearing a business suit with a skirt, but she wasn’t wearing any pantyhose, choosing instead to show off her tanned legs she most likely got by going to one of those spray tan salons. I looked her up and down but went back to my reading when she literally turned her nose up at me while she waited for the elevator. I was nearly an hour before the second woman emerged from one of the offices again. She appeared to be in her late 20s or early 30s, but she was wearing a pantsuit. I watch her ass as she paced the small lobby waiting for an elevator. Her ass did have a nice shape but it wasn’t enough to really turn me on. She got into the elevator and was gone.

Time passed as I read for a few more minutes. I looked at my watch and decided to call it a night. I guess I would have to conjure up the image of a past viewing session to use tonight. I pressed the button for the elevator, waited, got into it when it arrived and push the button for the ground floor. The elevator travelled down, but stopped on the ninth floor. The doors opened and there stood an extremely attractive woman. I think I just found my boner fuel.
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Old 05-11-2013, 05:01 PM   #2
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This was the third time this week I’d had to work late. It was becoming a pattern I was getting sick and tired of falling into. It amazed me that I was considered one of the best attorneys in our law firm, there were even rumors of a promotion, yet I was still treated like a second class citizen. The men, no matter how incompetent or inexperienced got the kudos and I got more cases piled on me. Lately, I was the one closing down the office. I got in at 7:00 a.m. and slaved until 7:00 p.m. or later. Tonight it was 8:00 p.m. I was dead tired and just wanted to go home, soak in a nice hot bath, put on my pj’s and get well acquainted with the two best men in my life right now…Ben & Jerry.

I looked at my desk once more to make sure I hadn’t forgotten anything. Despite the fact that I wanted to 'veg out', I still needed to go over some paperwork for one of my clients. I closed my messenger bag and picked up my purse. Flicking off the light switch, I made my way down the corridor of cubicles and nearly bumped into one of the maintenance workers I knew.

“Whoa...excuse me! Oh…it’s you Lea…how’s it going?” George was an older man, probably in his early sixties, but still a workhorse. He smiled once he saw the person he bumped into and set the step ladder he’d been carrying on the floor. George was almost a permanent fixture. He knew everyone and never missed a day. It was a surprise to see him there so late.

“Hey George! I’m just working on some things. You’re here kind of late.” I greeted him with a genuine smile.

“Building Operations wanted some new bulbs installed on this floor and the next three down. I told the guys to take off, I’d do it. You talk about being here late. What’s a pretty lady like you doing in this ‘ghost town’ after hours? Surely all those high powered clients you represent can wait until you come in tomorrow? Go on home and forget about this place or you’ll end up as dry and lifeless as the other ‘corpses’ you call your bosses.” He chuckled as I moved past him. I couldn’t help but giggle at the analogy.

“You’re right George…but I’ve got to prove my worth to the firm.” I smiled, knowing deep down that he was right.

“Hmmm….seems to me they already know your worth if they figure you’ll stay late to finish a job. Well, you be careful heading down to the garage.” With that he waved me off and I returned the wave to him. I walked out, my dark ponytail…now a messy affair swung carelessly across my shoulders. It had been as perky as me this morning. I pulled the band holding it in place off and tossed it into my purse and let the chestnut colored waves swing free.

“I will…don’t worry." I headed to the lobby and pushed the down button for the elevator. Sighing, I hefted my bulging messenger bag to my other shoulder to relieve the weight. Not only was it late, but at this time of night Building Operations shut down 3 elevators of the 6 they operated. I suppose it was assumed that the majority of people were gone so there was no need to keep all 6 running. It was their way of promoting energy efficiency.

Tapping my foot impatiently as the elevators slowly climbed to the ninth floor, my mind wandered a bit. The great thing about our building was that it had its own underground parking. At least I didn’t have to worry about crossing the street to park at one of the commercial lots or garages and having to fend off a possible threat. I’d heard one or two other females in our office say that they’d been accosted by some unsavory characters upon leaving the building so late. That small perk made working so late tolerable.

The ding of the elevator, signaling its arrival jarred my mind back to the here and now as I adjusted my bags. I made another mental check that I’d had everything. I really hated for it to get here and then need to go back to the office. I couldn’t wait to get home and get out of my clothes, too. It seemed like a good idea to put on the silk gray blouse with its tiny matching pearl buttons. Everyone complimented me on it. Now it felt sticky. The skirt, a plaid mixture of grays, yellow and white, stopped just above my knees. A gift to myself the last time I worked over time, felt like I was wearing a blanket. I was hot and tired. I’d even questioned my sanity in wearing pantyhose. Normally I loved the smooth feel it gave me. Most of the ladies preferred bare in the summer heat, but I still wore hose. It was a ‘feminine’ thing for me. They were a little darker than my own pale coloring. The hue was sort of smoky. They were expensive and worth every penny. Despite the long day, they held up and still gave my legs a nice toned look. To be honest, I’d worn the whole outfit in hopes of having lunch with one of the other attorneys—Zach Dennehey. Tall and golden, rumor had it that he was on the fast track to being made a partner in the near future. I was shocked when he’d asked me to go to lunch and I wanted to look great. By the time lunch rolled around I was too bogged down in work to go all to my great disappointment. I grimaced at the loss.

Still thinking about the missed lunch and being hot, I stepped onto the elevator without looking up as I fished for my keys. I didn’t feel very ‘chatty’ and it was my way of avoiding unnecessary conversation. I nodded without making too much eye contact to the only other person on the elevator. He gave me a small nod and a bland smile. A glance told me all I needed to know. He was tall, dark haired…not a bad looking guy. He was already on the elevator, so he probably worked in one of the offices higher up…he looked like a numbers cruncher…they worked late, too. I pressed the button for the garage level, keeping my eyes trained on the floor numbers across the top of the doors as they closed. I really should have looked at him a lot closer.

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As she stepped into the elevator with her eyes down, I gave her the once over just to be sure that she was worth the effort to ogle and later fantasize about. A gave her a mild smile not wanting to give her the impression that she could start talking to me. I hated that – I simply want to strangle any woman that chats the hell out of my sanity – nearly endlessly talking about things that I could care less about. In an elevator? Even worse than dying in a horrific train wreck – just nowhere to get away.

She had on a very nice silk blouse that showed off her very ample chest quite well. It had the nicest delicate pearl buttons – I think I will have to imagine them in my teeth later during my masturbation session - tugging them off one by one. She was wearing a skirt that reached just above her knees, showing a little bit of thigh - always good fapping fuel as well. My heart jumped at my luck. I had already considered the evening a total bust. The final clincher tonight was the fact that she was also wearing pantyhose – a very elegant pair that gave her shapely legs an attractive tone. Her legs were hot looking. Once she was all the way into the elevator, she pushed the button for one of the parking garage levels and then turned to face the doors. The fact that she was travelling to the parking garage immediately told me that she was one of those “higher up” executive or lawyer types since only they could procure a private space in the garage.

The elevator started moving again as I stepped back to eye her up from the rear. Her hose covered calves were smooth and silky looking. She was rather short – not even a full five and a half feet tall – but her body had an incredible voluptuous shape. Well, she had already more than made up for a lousy day and a long evening. She certainly was the “package” I was hoping to see this evening. As the slow-ass elevator continued to travel down, I reached into my pocket hoping to take a covert picture of her with my cell phone. I had practiced many times in pressing the right buttons to silence the phone so that when I did take a photo with it, it would not make that obvious camera shutter sound, giving me away. Having been caught by women before while taking their picture – it’s not a pretty sight, especially if they go ballistic like some have done. I now make it a practice to silence the phone to prevent such occurrences and have learned to do it quickly. I figured that I would have an easier time jacking off tonight if I at least had a picture of those silky calves and a slight peek of her thighs as well. It would be better if I had a frontal view but that was beyond risky – especially if she was some hotshot lawyer. They like to sue people.

I had just finished pushing the last button to silence the phone, ready to take the photo when the lights went out and the elevator jerked to a stop.
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I kept my eyes glued to the descending numbers, my happiness increasing with each floor we reached. I wasn’t the sort that was all tongue-tied around anybody, I simply had no desire to ‘make nice’ since I was tired. The easiest thing for both of us was for me to stay in my little corner, keep a friendly but not ‘inviting’ smile on my face and concentrate on what I was going to do once I got home. I even began humming a little tune in my head to distract me from the soft movements of my fellow passenger.

Lost in my thoughts, a little ‘oh’ of surprise escaped me when the elevator came to a jerky halt. The whining of the elevators gears was eerie and more than a little worrying. The lights flickered on and off, and then back on. My eyes shifted left to look at the button panel. Every button was lit up, and then suddenly went dim.

“What the fuck was that?” I asked slowly turning my head to observe the other passenger. Before the man said anything, the elevator jerked again as if it were trying to lower. It stopped dead. This time the lights went out. The emergency lights barely illuminated the elevator. We were left in a dimly lit, roughly 8”x8” box, and stuck between floors.

My hand immediately pressed the call button. I pressed it, and then tried several more times. There was no sound from the intercom. If this one wasn’t the only one stopped…and there as only a skeleton crew, would anyone respond?

“Um…there’s no answer…I guess…we…uh…we wait.” I said as I finally looked at the man trapped with me. I wasn’t expecting him to come up with a solution. I just didn’t know what else to say. This was just great. Stuck on a damned elevator with no idea of whether someone was coming to help us. I sighed in frustration and pushed a strand of hair from my face. This was not the night I’d planned.
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I put my phone back into my pocket, nearly dropping it when the elevator jerked again. When the woman spoke “what the fuck” something or other, I didn’t say anything. I was as startled by the turn of events as much as she was. I squinted in the low light, peering at the elevator’s control panel. It had gone dark. I took a step toward it, ending up much closer to the woman than before. I inhaled the near intoxicating scent of her perfume. Oh, how I missed enjoying that scent with a woman underneath me, the two of us making love. I nearly forgot about our elevator predicament, instead my mind drifting into a sex fantasy with this woman.

I was kissing her tenderly while we lay on soft satin sheets…

The sound of the woman pressing the call button numerous times brought me back to reality. I looked around in the dim light, realizing we may be suck here for a long while, given the time of day and the lack of real security in the building. This would be especially true if the call button was nonfunctional as well. My practical, scientific mind began to analyze our situation. There were at best 10 cleaning people in the building and maybe a maintenance person or two, all most likely using a service elevator used to carry furniture and supplies between floors. The elevator seemed to be stuck between floors. Even if the two of us, or someone on the outside managed to get both sets of doors open (all modern elevator systems had a set of doors on the elevator plus another set on each of the floors), it was unlikely there would be enough room for us to climb out onto the floor above us. That would only work if we were stuck between the second and third floors where the floors were spaced closer together. However, if we were stuck between the first and second, then rescue would be more complicated for the first floor lobby had a high ceiling, making the same between those two floors twice as far. If the control panel was inoperative, including the emergency call button, then much time would pass before being discovered. I even contemplated the possibility that we would be stuck here until the business day began the next morning.

My mind calculated all of this and more, weighing options, figuring odds. However, I was once again brought back to reality when the woman spoke again. “I guess…we…uh…we wait,” she said. As she brushed her hair from her face, I made up a plan of action. It was all based not upon our need to be free and safe, but purely on the fact that I was horny.

“Well,” I said to her. “If we have some time, I have a great way for us to pass the time.”

I took another step toward her, reached my hand out and touched her pantyhose covered thigh.
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I’d been so concerned about getting a response from my efforts at pressing the call button; I never noticed that the other passenger had moved up behind me. When he spoke, he was so close I felt his hand touching me. I blinked in disbelief; the sensation of his warm hand roused me to action.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” I whipped around so quickly I ended up pressed against his front. “I suggest you back up and go wait in that corner over there until help arrives." Surprised---but not in a good way, I dropped my messenger bag and purse and pushed him away from me.

“Look buddy…this isn’t that kind of party. Just because we’re stuck in this elevator doesn’t mean it’s an invitation for you to ‘get cozy’. I suggest you back off and keep your hands to yourself. If you don’t, let’s just say…you’ll find yourself slapped…then ‘slapped’ with an assault charge. I’m pretty sure help is on the way and the last thing you want is to lose your job over some high school shit. Where do you work…10th floor…Accounting?” I eyed him suspiciously and slowly backed up until my back was against the control panel. I wasn’t very tall, but I prided myself on being a pretty mean bitch when it was necessary. He easily dwarfed me and could, no doubt, take me out with one swipe from his large hand. I figured my ‘preemptive’ strike was enough to keep him at bay.

Gee…the fucking nerve of some guys. Putting his hands on me like I’m some two dollar whore. I don’t even know this jerk. Jerk. Besides, my ideal was tall, slender and wearing Armani, not this grunt. My thoughts grew dark with frustration at being stuck in the elevator with an asshole instead of on my way home. I wished the lighting was better, but grateful there as enough to keep my eye on him. I glared at him though I doubted he saw it since it was so dim in the elevator.

I wondered how long I’d be in here with him and wish I had my mace in hand. I crossed my arms in a defensive stance hoping it screamed 'keep your distance'. I couldn’t imagine any woman falling for that line, let alone allowing him touch her.

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She pushed me and exploded into a tirade, saying some shit about a party, getting cozy, and something about acting as if I was in high school. Little did she know that I did not intend to simply grope her as if I was some sort of hormone laced adolescent schoolboy. I was a horny adult and I intended to go all the way – whether she was willing or not. I wanted to see all of those pantyhose covered legs of hers and of course, there was no way she was getting out of this elevator without sharing her large tits with me. The one thing that gave me pause was not her angry response toward me, but the phrase “assault charge.” That immediately got me thinking she was a lawyer for one of the companies in the building and not one of their executives. However, that really didn’t concern me all that much as she had no clue I didn’t even work in the building.

I didn’t have a problem with assaulting her – okay, let’s just call it a rape ‘cause I doubt she was going to be willing. I had a few under my belt, and never had one of those “assault charges” leveled against me. The thing was, I really wasn’t a planner, just an opportunist. Fucking Jesus, now I just couldn’t pass up this opportunity. In fact, your average horny guy might say it’s an obligation to go through with it. I firmly believed that the emergency call button was as useless as any other button on that control panel. I’m calling her bluff.

She had backed herself against the elevator panel and crossed her arms. I looked her over again in the dim light. What she may have not realized is that first, she was facing me, which allowed me to see how truly attractive she was – although I wish the lighting in the fucking elevator was better. Second, crossing her arms simply pushed her large breasts upward, increasing her cleavage. Both of which were responsible for my cock rising in my pants. In addition, I don’t like to be pushed, so I had that to avenge anyway. I made up my mind to go for it without hesitation. Therefore, I abruptly reached up and plucked the top pearl button off her silk blouse.
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I was not turning my back on him, but had not really considered what I would do if he decided to push back. Usually most guys left me alone when I used the ‘tone’ on them. I’d added the threat of legal action just to make it clear ‘no means no’. He couldn’t be that stupid or crazy. I could easily identify him and have him carted out of here in restraints. I wasn’t prepared for him to make another move, but I’ll be damned if he didn’t try again.

“What the fuck is wrong with you!” I screeched when he suddenly reached to pull off one of my buttons. My eyes widened in disbelief. I was not used to anyone putting their hands on me that I didn’t invite. I had nowhere to run. Instead I slid to the side my backside meeting the cold metal of the doors. The blouse had a sweetheart neckline that easily fell open with the loss of the first button, giving him an eyeful of my generous cleavage. It was a sight I’d hoped to use to entice Zach, not some random horndog. My hand automatically flew up to hold the fabric together.

“You..you keep your hands off me! I warned you!” I tried not to show my growing nervousness. He was tall and could easily toss me down the elevator shaft…thank god the doors weren’t open. The smile on his face didn’t bode well for me. I tried to grab my purse. There was a can of mace…but…as the instructor in the safety class I’d taken said…it does you know good if you can’t reach it. He didn’t stop me from picking up my purse. Hopefully he thought I was using it to ward him off and not searching for the mace I hoped to retrieve.

“If you touch me again, I’ll make sure you lose your job and land in jail. Got it?” my brave words were betrayed by my stammering threat. I pulled the purse closer and tried to ease my hand into it without drawing his eyes to it. I figured to just keep talking to keep his attention off my hand.

“I…I suggest you step back…over...over there.” I nodded toward the opposite wall. He gave me a smirk as if my show of bravado was cute but wasted.

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I dropped the button onto the elevator floor as she screamed at me. She evidently thinks there is something wrong with me. She very quickly put a hand up to cover the top of her blouse from gaping open. Of course, before she did, I got a nice view of her cleavage – very nice. When she spoke again she stuttered her words a bit – her nervousness evident in her speech. I liked it when women grew nervous and I could make them uncomfortable.

She slid her body along the outer edge of the elevator, avoiding me as much as possible, always keeping herself facing me, retrieving her purse. My initial thought was that she was going to dig out her cell phone in the attempt to call for help. At first, I let her as her rummaging in the purse allowed her blouse top to gape open again. I peered down her blouse, seeing the skin of her breasts and the upper edge of her bra cups. She had nice large breasts and I began to wonder how large her areolas were and what color they might be. As I stared at her cleavage and the large mounds beneath her blouse, I began to wonder why she needed to rummage through her purse for so long a time. Now granted most women’s purses tend to be huge caverns where they can carry anything from the usual cell phone, make-up, pocketbook, checkbook and the like, to special items like a crowbar for self-defense or even the occasional Congressional Budget Plan (the unabridged version). However, as she continued to dig, I grew suspicious. She wasn’t looking for her phone – she was searching for something she normally didn’t look in her purse for very often or not at all.

Shit, my alarm bells were going off. She was searching for a weapon. Did she have a knife or something in there? Oooh, that would be fun. I could wrestle the knife from her and then use it to cut her clothes off her slinky body. I gave that idea some thought, but finally decided not to risk it. I was done with her attempts at bravado; it was time to increase that nervousness. I stepped forward and grabbed the purse from her hands.
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“Hey! Give that back! Give…it…back….!” I screeched as he pulled my purse out of my hands. For a few seconds it was a tug of war over the purse. I was so intent on holding on, when he pulled it from my hands, the small canister of mace I’d retrieved, slipped from my fingers as soon as I whipped my hand out of the bag. The small container clattered to the floor of the elevator barely audible, but loud enough for him to notice. Both our eyes looked down. If I had not been in dire straits, it would have been a ‘slow motion’ worthy scene as we both scrambled for it. He easily kicked it from my grasp as I dropped to my haunches. It was behind him now and impossible to grab.

I shot upright to press against the wall again, my breathing heavy and my eyes wide with fear. That mace had been my secret weapon. I didn’t even have my keys I could have used to try and gouge his eyes out. In the scuffle I forgot all about my blouse hanging open. He didn’t as his eyes dropped to my bosom. My hand flew to my neckline pulling the fabric tighter as if to ward him off. By now the elevator was becoming warm and the silky material was sticking to my body.

“Look…don’t…don’t try anything…somebody’s bound to notice the elevators have stopped and…and…my…my husband…will be downstairs waiting for me!” I started babbling anything to keep him away from me. For a brief second, it occurred to me that I wasn’t wearing a wedding band. A lot of married people didn’t, I reasoned to myself. My heart beat an erratic pattern. I suddenly felt like the prey of a very hungry lion.

“If…if you touch me…I swear…you’ll be s-sorry!” my bravado was slowly diminishing. He was definitely taller than me and outweighed me. He could pick me up and toss me about like a rag doll. My only defense was to lash out and hopefully keep him at bay until help arrived.
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After I pulled her purse away, I heard the canister clatter to the floor. I instantly knew what she was attempting to retrieve. Over half the women that carry mace never get to use it, and about half that do end up spraying themselves, overcome with fear. She should be grateful, as kicking the can behind me prevented her from making the same mistake, enveloped by her fear. Speaking of which, this woman was beginning to sink in it – her words less confident with each one spoken. She stuttered about her husband, but it was as if she couldn’t even get the word out at first. Glancing at her hand now hiding her cleavage I noticed she didn’t even have a wedding ring on. For all I knew, she didn’t even have a husband. I needed to teach this bitch a lesson.

I swung her purse around behind me and let it drop to the floor, hearing it land on the mace canister. I lunged at her, first grabbing her arm and pulling her hand way from protecting her cleavage. “What are you hiding there bitch?” I asked her, grinning. I knew what she was hiding – some very ample breasts – ones I intended to sample very soon. She swung an arm at me, lashing out to strike me. I won’t deny it – she hit me. Her strength was on par with an average woman of her size and weight, which is to say the impact hurt initially, but was not any type of deterrent she had intended. I pushed her roughly against the elevator doors and used one hand to pluck another button from her blouse, which gaped open further, fully revealing her lacy bra.

“I see what you’re hiding now,” I hissed at her, pinning her shoulders against the doors. I looked down the gaping blouse in near awe. They were nicely rounded and full-bodied. “You should hide something as beautiful as those” My god, they had to be double Ds or better. I couldn’t wait to open that bra up, letting them spill out into my waiting hands.
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For a big guy he was quick and solid. I felt myself being shoved back into the elevator doors. Winded, I couldn’t move fast enough to stop him from pulling another button from my blouse leaving my bra clad breasts visible to his eyes. I tried to grasp the fabric only to have his large hands pin me to the cold slick surface.

“No!” I screech. My hands work ineffectively to pull his away. Digging my nails into his flesh, I hoped it hurt him enough to loosen his grip. It’s no use as we struggle a bit. In frustration, I try to kick him in the shins. It’s like kicking a brick wall.

“Oww..shit! Let go of me! Please….no…!” I heard the rest of the buttons popping off as he savagely yanked the front of my blouse in one determined pull, still holding me in place with his other hand. I was torn between hiding my breasts and fighting him off. In a last ditch effort, I tried to get my knee between the ‘vee’ of his legs to knee his groin. It seemed like a good idea in my frantic mind. It wasn’t a very good idea.
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We struggled. Trying to pull my hand away from her, she dug her nails into my hand, leaving a neat row of half-moon slices in my skin. Then she kicked me in the shin. Yes, it hurt but I’ve had worse just horsing around at a pick-up game of touch football. Why do women always think that a well-placed kick will save them from their attackers? Even hitting the sweet spot between the legs isn’t always the best course of action. Haven’t they ever heard the expression “never fight a bear because all you will do is piss him off?” Same thing.

I struggle with her further, reaching down, pulling her blouse open all the way, some of the delicate buttons clattering to the floor. She fumbled around, first trying to cover herself up and then resuming the fight. I was rather amused as her struggles allowed her breast to swing and shake, fueling my desire to release them from their feminine prison. I was just waiting for another kick since the first one landed on hard bone; I figured she would make a try for something “softer.”

I was right, but she handled it badly, telegraphing her move, testing her balance. As her knee came up to crush my balls, I reached my open palm down so that I cupped her knee inside. Upon feeling my hand touch her leg, she immediately lowered it, nearly losing her balance in her haste. Brief as it was, the feel of her pantyhose leg excited me more. I looked at her in the dim light, enjoying the delicious fear on her face. Although the fighting was fun, I needed to get some soon. I reached up, clamping a hand on her throat, and then reached around under her open blouse to locate the hooks on her bra.
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My plan to disable him failed miserably. That shit always seemed to work in the movies and the self-defense instructor had said when all else failed, kick and scream. Screaming was less effective than trying to kick him as I found out. One rather large hand gripped my throat stilled my movements for the time being.

“Let…me…go…!” I gasped feeling his fingers tighten. It was my signal to stop struggling. I didn’t want him to press so hard I passed out. Somehow I didn’t think that would pose a problem for him. Panting and exhausted, I let my body go slack as I felt his other hand snake behind me to release my bra. I reasoned that he’d have to loosen his hold at some point. A sickening dread coursed through me as I felt the last hook release. His hand fisted the front of my bra, bunching the material as my breasts feel free within the confines of my silk blouse. The elevator was warmer now and I could feel the silk sticking to my skin.

“N-no...no!” I grunted, trying to squirm out of his hold, plans to wait for him to let his guard down flew out of my head as soon as I felt the warmth of his hand grazing one of my breasts. To my surprise, I felt my body slowly lowering to the floor. My breathing by now was labored as my heart beat an erratic pattern. Without warning his hand gripped the rest of my blouse and yanked it open. My black lace bra was crumpled just above my breasts. Just as his hand reached to pull the bra, my head dropped in a snap reaction as my teeth embedded in his hand.
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With my hand still clamped onto her throat, the pain in my other hand became the center of my world. At first, I didn’t react, as the pain increased. This fucking vixen wasn’t going to let go as she bit down harder. Luckily, she didn’t bite down on the flesh between my thumb and forefinger, which would have effectively disabled my hand, instead her pearly whites clamped down on the opposite side of my hand just below my little finger. I tried to twist away but she persisted. Finally, I realized where my other hand was located and squeezed her throat, compromising her air. It didn’t take long for her mouth to slacken, allowing me to remove my now bleeding hand. I caught a breath.

“You fucking bitch. You are going to pay for that.”

I swung my arm, striking her in the face with my bloody hand, leaving a red streak across her face. Releasing my grip on her throat just enough for her to draw a breath, I waited to hear her cries of pain. However, I certainly wasn’t going to let her know that striking her with that hand probably hurt me more than it did her. I shook my hand, trying to relieve the sting – it didn’t work, so I pumped it into a fist several times, which helped a bit – at least enough to continue. I grabbed her by the chin, digging in my fingers.

“So bitch, you like it rough. I can give you rough.”

I violently tore the bra from her body.
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I tried to tear through his flesh, but he put a stop to that as the fingers of his other hand slowly cut off my air. I gasped trying to breathe, forcing me to release his hand. With perverse satisfaction, I tasted blood. I knew I’d hurt him, but that was a short-lived victory for me.

“Ahhhhh…!” an involuntary painful cry escaped from my lips.

In the dimness of the elevator, the movement of his other arm didn’t register with me until it was too late. I felt the pain as he landed a blow across my face. Given his size, he must have been deliberately holding back. A stronger blow would have knocked me unconscious, or certainly done more serious damage if he’d really been trying to completely disable me. In a daze, I could just make out him shaking the hand I’d bitten and muttering.

“Unnnhhh…..” I moaned, feeling as though I’d been slammed into a brick wall. Suddenly I felt my chin jerked around to look him in the eyes. I could feel my eye swelling, and my body going limp.

“No…no…please…!” I croaked, raising my hand to feebly push at him as he ripped my bra off and bruising my flesh in the process. My heavy breasts fell free against my ruined clothing. I raised one pantyhose clad leg to kick at him. He easily deflected my weak movement, roughly handling me like a ragdoll.

“Pleeeease…no...stop!” I begged feeling his hand on me as he laughed at my vain attempts.
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Her wonderful mounds of flesh were finally in my hands. I laughed, both at her pleas to stop and the fact that I finally was able to see and feel her breasts. Despite the fact that this building was large and full of women, I still recall seeing this one before and marveling at the size of her breasts and lusting after them. Now, my desires were coming true. I could touch them, squeeze them, and pinch their nipples. I loved how they instantly reacted to my touch. It’s like they were waiting for me, dreaming of my touch, like I dreamed to touch them. I molested her tits with fury, licking, sucking, and biting her nipples. She protested more and even tried to kick at me several times. With our close proximity, she had no room to maneuver or get a good angle to make contact with her foot or knee.

I abused her tits with my mouth some more, relishing her reaction as well as just the fact that I was sucking on a gorgeous woman’s tits. I waited for her to make another attempt to kick me, which seemed to come with regularity now. Her leg came up again. However, this time I didn’t block or deflect it this time. Instead, I reached down, grabbed her leg from underneath and pulled it up for better access to her pantyhose covered thigh. I slide my hand up and down her thigh, feeling the silky material.

I reached my other hand around to the small of her back and pulled her close to me, making sure she felt the bulk of my stiffening cock against her.

“You feel that? I know you just can’t wait to feel all of it – inside of you.”
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“Ahhhh...noooo!” I gasped feeling his large hands enclose around my breasts. He’d let go of my neck. The restraint was unnecessary at this point. Between my rasping cries to stop and trying to catch my breath, I couldn’t concentrate on my arms. They hung loosely as his solid body pushed into me, pinning me to the surface of the door. I could feel the coolness of the steel on my exposed back and the heat of his mouth capturing one of my breasts. He was rough, mauling me. Sucking on my nipples, biting the fleshy meat of my breasts and licking them caused me to yelp in a combination of anger, frustration and pain.

A rumble of amusement vibrated in his chest at my whine of protest and puny efforts to fight him. He pressed against my torso using only his body to hold me up. My legs flailed weakly in another effort to kick free. His hand easily held off my ‘attack’, as he caressed my leg. I felt the heat of his hand grazing along my thigh in an almost reverent manner, sliding along the smooth hose. A moan slipped out of him as he sucked my nipple hard.

“Ohhh….please! Y-you’re hurting me!” I cried. Despite my pleas I could feel his tongue rasp against the stiff peak making it harder no matter how much I hated this. Its twin responded in sympathy, blooming to life. He didn’t miss the response as he pulled my lower half close to feel his hardening cock, taunting me as he rubbed against the vee of my crotch.

“No….please…no…!” I screamed this time feeling the bulge pressing into me. My voice didn’t sound like the confident, cocky young attorney from only a short time ago.
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My cock stiffened by the minute, straining for release from its cloth prison. The combination of her hot body, the feel of her breasts and legs, plus the scent of her perfume was almost too much for me. Sliding my hand along her silky thigh, I still concentrated on her tits for a while. Her pleading just egged me on. She continued to squirm from my attentions, attempting to gain control of her leg, her swaying tits echoing her movements. I straightened up and looked into her pleading eyes, and then forced another kiss on her.

Next, I turned my actions to her leg, still holding her thigh with my large hand. My other hand groped the flesh of her leg, squeezing it, feeling the softness of her expensive pantyhose. With her small body size, I found it was easy to maneuver her by just pushing and pulling on that one legs still in my hand. I pulled her toward me, and then push her against the wall of the elevator, all the while watching the horror in her eyes build as she realized how powerless she was.

“You have nice legs, babe. I just have to see all of them. Won’t you share them with me?”

I dropped both my hands letting her stand on both feet again, curled my fingers under the hem of her skirt and began to raise it slowly. I wanted her to fight me for it, so I made my movements slow and deliberate to entice her into trying.
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His mouth on me made the bile rise in my throat. I hated my body’s response, my breasts on display and at his pleasure. The idea of being raped in the elevator spurred me on to keep struggling despite his obvious advantage. When struggling didn’t work, I tried pleading. His response was to shove his tongue into my mouth mimicking his disgusting intentions. Moving, he allowed me a moment to catch my breath.

“Let go of me! Let…go…! Get your filthy hands off me!” I cried out, finally able to breathe. He made some nauseating comment as he pawed at my skirt. His hands caressed my legs almost seductively. Staring me in the eyes, his movement made it clear that he had the power in this arena. My natural instinct to fight kicked in once again. I wasn’t very tall, but I wasn’t planning to goto go down without a fight.

My hands curled like claws as I snatched at his hands. If I could get to my purse, I could get the mace or something…keys...whatever…to gouge him. His grip was like a vise however and pulling at him wasn’t going to deter his advances.

“I’m not sharing shit with you! Let go of my skirt!” my bravado returned to an extent, but was waning again at his insistent movements. He wasn’t backing down and I was running out of options. I silently hoped the elevator would start soon, but I had no real clue. It could be soon, it could be hours. I wasn’t sure of anything except I wasn’t going to just lie down like a bitch in heat and open my legs for him. His words and attitude incensed me to the point; I forgot my fear for a moment. When he laughed at my efforts again, I lost it. That sound ringing in my ears was enough to move me to keep fighting until I could no longer stop him. Before I could think, my balled fist arced toward his throat. The speed surprised me. It wasn’t the only thing that caught me by surprise when I felt it connect with his flesh.
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