Pouring over the applications was always a pain, but with the
recent expansion in oversea contracting there wasn’t any
alternative but to get another executive assistant on board.

Nothing seemed to catch his attention in any of them …mostly
young new graduates all with the CVs that ooze youth and as well
inexperience…

Wait now he said to himself…here’s one…looks all right...mid
30s...nice history good college…maybe Brad knew what he wanted he
well knew what he wanted.

Putting that one application aside he continued  and  by late
afternoon realized, he had only really one likely candidate. Kara
interesting name Kara...

“Hello…..?” “Yes, I'm looking for a Ms Kara Wyman please”

“You are speaking with her” in a voice tone he so liked.

“Oh, Ms Wyman, yes, it’s Brad Landres from Inter-link Public
Relations you submitted an application here?”

“Oh, yes the exec assistant position , yes I did, the position
looked so interesting I was saying to Tom ”

"Yes, well" Brad interrupted her …well, we’re wondering if you
might be available for an in office interview tomorrow"

Kara thought .my he’s business but her reply was  “Tomorrow,
short notice, wow, tomorrow morning you say? not too sure let me
see trying to appear nonchalant but inwardly feeling the rush of
this unexpected good new “ well what time did you say”

 "Well round 1030 sound ok" Sexy voice very nice

“10:30,10;30” she repeated as if looking over her agenda “Yes I
can do 1030  indeed sure Mr. Landres” she musing as if to confirm
in writing

“Ok you’re in  10:30 it is. Thanks “ Sexy voice Brad kept
thinking.

As she cradled the phone, her scream was scary!

“Yes, she screamed” as she hung up ….Wow what’s that! what’s up?”
Tom called from the den” “That job remember the exec assistant
one with interlink well guess who’s got an interview”she called 
waltzing around the kitchen.  Kara got an interview Kara’s gonna
be an exec assistant”she chanted laughing child like

Tom, by now was in the doorway and enjoying her youthful swaying

 “Not so fast lady you got to get the job first and it’s not an
easy market”

She stopped mid dance and leaned against the counter “Ya your
right who’s gonna hire an old bag like me when there are all
those young frisky things out there?”

“Hey, hey I didn’t say you wouldn’t get the job,  I just said
it’s not in the “bag” that’s all” as he moved to her,  placing
his arms around  her as she leaned back “but”, kissing her neck,
“you” then her ears “sure” her eyes “will” her neck again “look”,
her ears again “ better than anything he meets” as he came to her
lips, finding them, kissing her fully


Always such a lovely kisser she mused and moaned anew
“Ummmmmmmmmmm you always can be sooooooo damn charming” she
purred as the deep kiss ended “ Wish you were interviewing me,
I’d seduce you into giving me the job” she laughed. The day
passed .

It had been such a fantastic night but now  morning but a lovely
morning. The sun seemed to be especially warm and she felt
mellow. Tom’s intense love making during the night had given her
the release she needed …God she recalled as she lay in their
bed…his tongue …fuck oh god how I love it  she recollecting her
orgasm as he had so skillfully tongue fucked her…….Clutching his
pillow as she had breathed in his scent………and then placing it
back.  Removing the covers off her naked body she got up to face
what awaited her …

The hot water jetted down her firm body ,hit her full firm
breasts and found her erect nipples as she soaped between her
beautiful long legs loving the feeling of the soft cloth on her.
She  gently aroused herself as the water played on her “ummmmmm”
she purred as she felt the sensations fill her, but as well she
planned  for the morning, hoping she would do well wanting this
morning’s challenge but nervous about how things would unfold.

The two-piece black business suit skirt and jacket with her white
silk blouse with her low heels. This would be best she thought,
smiling as well, at the image of her arriving in one of her
micro-mini the hip hugging mini Tom loved her to wear around the
house for their playtime.

“That  would get me the job for sure” she laughed to herself as
she ran her hands along one of those skirts. But she took out the
more conservative outfit as she moved to her lingerie drawer

 “Yes these and these” she inwardly confirming choices in bra and
 panties.

“And these” she inwardly confirmed,  looking at the tan stockings
recalling how she felt a sense of self confidence whenever she
wore stockings but never knowing just why.

“Good no runs thank god” she mused.

Sitting, in stockings , panties and bra , she slowly applied her
makeup eyeliner mascara her green eyes so full clear a dominant
feature she loved to accentuate; not needing much else besides a
very soft lipstick.
Knowing her outfit fit were perfectly she felt she was ready.

“Nice” she thought to herself.

Indeed her outfit fit her so well; her full breasts covered by
the jacket could have been a very noticeable feature but she,
wanting not to have unnecessary attention was pleased they were
not in prominence. Her long legs too, so firm, from her regular
exercise program  were nicely presented in the skirt. However, as
with her body in general she chose not to make her legs a visual
issue. She knew she had great legs. She knew stockings were a
good thing and as well, she knew things would not be out of
place.

Smoothing the skirt as she stood, turning ,she knew she had
achieved exactly the look she wanted.

“No wait she thought, the shoes  way too low” she observed.

She did not want to look totally Sunday school. Another visit to
her well stocked wardrobe “these yes” she felt convinced as she
took the higher pump heels, the type that gave her calves the
full but soft muscular look she knew was  eye catching.

She left her home.

The drive was pleasant and she arrived on time .


The building was indeed impressive. It was close to the city
center, an area she liked to frequent.

The office reception area was exactly how she had imagined it;
plush dark oak wood rich colors original oils very up scale.

“Ms Kara Wyman for Mr. Brad Landres”.

 “Oh yes, Ms Wyman, his 10:30” the very efficient young thing
observed without looking up”. Kara stood silently as she waited
for the next comment.

She continued without stopping, “Mr. Landrees will be with you
short”… “Oh Ms Wyman………….ly”...she concluded…almost in a mute
…shocked tone… “.ah Mr. Landrees this is Ms” she trying to
maintain her role but losing…

“Its ok Tammy I’ll takes it” he smiling to assist her with the
awkwardness

“Well hello Ms Wyman welcome “.Kara’s fine”” Oh ok then Kara glad
you got here.No problems ,traffic can be a pain sometimes” as
they now began to walk toward his office  “

No not a problem, everything’s great Kara responded as Brad
inwardly agreed but for such different reasons… “No problems and
great directions” as they both laughed leaving Tammy standing
wondering where this lady came from as they  reached his office.

“Extremely extremely rich ”Kara thought, her heart now racing as
she took in the arranged furniture, the fire place ,the brass,
the glass; her head  in a spin.

“Yes” she uttered but  tried to appear calm , obviously not at
all used to such decadence, as he led her to a wing back velvet
chair near the fire place with a deep dark oak coffee table
separating them He then sat  facing her.

The books, the oak, the view she couldn’t keep up with all the
décor but as well she had to and tried hard to focus on the
reason for this and then on him . She hadn’t really looked at him
till now as he sat facing her. He was  darkly tanned with dark
serious eyes , a very well tailored suit, Italian shoes, expertly
manicured nails, a touch of grey, eyes so rich full of life teeth
so  even. She actually felt  herself gasp inside as she looked .

“This is lovely ”Kara commented as she looked around the room.

“ Glad it meets with your approval” he replied smiling.

“Coffee, tea”

“Coffee’s fine” she heard herself respond as he moved to the side
table  near the well stocked side bar commenting as he prepared “
so you’ve been in the public relations game a while I see”

 “Yes have been had a lot of various positions, was with the
Rydon group last”

“Yes I see that Frank Bremmer’s group wasn’t it.?”

She recalling Frank “yes…that’s right”





“Franks good people”

“Indeed yes” she quickly responded…..”too good” she said to
herself recalling their night in LA that spring…god he was good
she felt herself recollecting the night, that dancing seemed so
innocent but how he got her into bed she was still at a loss to
explain but once he’d succeeded he had her she recollected, his
hands the wild sex

Interrupting her journey Brad’s voice seemed in a distance “so
you left them as he set her coffee on the table , sipping his.

“ Thanks .”As she too sipped hers. “Nice”

“Yes,  left there but it was all for a very worthy cause; we
wanted to start our family” she smiled or Frank’s family more
like she thought to herself, as the focus on her life returned.

“Ah. So you’re married then, if that’s a politically correct
question to ask?”

“Yes, it is ok to ask and yes with one husband and two boys (one
Franks and one Tom’s she concluded to herself.)

“You…you have had two children his mouth almost gapping.

You’re kidding”

“Why what’s wrong with having children?”

“Oh no not that, you, you’re so fit if it’s ok to say; you look
so young and fit as his eyes now caressed her body with a awe she
rather liked.

He was obviously appreciating the view. Kara was feeling her
uncontrolled blush. She tried retaining control, but oddly, found
herself uncrossing her fantastic legs; then just as quickly
re-crossing them ; creating a momentary glimpse of full stocking
clad thigh. She tried somewhat awkwardly to re adjust her  skirt
;thinking  that wasn’t too cool Kara. Meanwhile he intently and
deliberately looked at her legs as she was uncrossed obviously
seeing everything and obviously enjoying her display. It was a
moment he enjoyed completely. She did not.

“Very fit” were the words she heard as the moment came to its
natural conclusion and he had returned to his place, again
sitting.

Both of them were fully aware of what had so quickly happened and
they both seemed to be almost over reacting to appear not to have
been aware.

She felt slightly nervous while he seemed so relaxed and
obviously very interested.

“Two children is a nice thing ” was his response to the moment as
he outwardly displayed a sense of awkward nervousness so well
practiced as to seem he were the one trying to regain his
composure; and now with his practiced flushed face but unnoticed
to her with eyes very, very  intent, now  viewing Kara’s sexual
potential.

“So to begin Kara, I‘d like to  get some idea of what you think
you would bring to our firm and more importantly to this
position”, he began, now adopting a business tone and attitude.
“What’s this type of position mean to you but more so  how do you
see Kara fitting into this place” as he motioned around the
office in a gesture of total ownership..


“Well,” she started hesitantly, “I’m able to meet and mix well, I
like meeting and taking on challenges;  I have always been seen
as loyal and committed and  very able to carry a number of
projects of various types”  she continued . At the same time, she
was aware of him, aware of his eyes, aware of the effect her body
was having and fully aware of the effect he was having.

“And your husband, Kara, he wouldn’t be upset if you had to stay
late from time to time... “Oh no we are a good team; he knows
there’s a price to be paid if you want to get ahead. He knows
it’s my time and is fully behind me”

“Travel, overseas assignments that sort of thing”

“Yes, ok all no problem”

So, Kara, you know the business and the situations that arise?”
he quietly but seriously questioning.

She was sensing the intensity of the developing theme and
restated his opening comment

“Situations?”

“Well you do know we are the leading international PR firm in the
field and deal with the most powerful companies worldwide.

“Well yes…..I know that….of course…”

“And therefore I’m sure you well know that powerful people
sometimes are…”

“What are you getting at Mr.…..Landrees/?

Now aware that his opening was creating an undesired reaction he
quickly interrupted “No don’t get the wrong idea here no, nothing
like that, sorry”

Kara was now a lot more curious…

“Look I'll be straight up.”

“Yes that would be best I think,” she countered confidently.

“Ok, here’s the deal…”

“We have a number of extremely influential clients all over the
world. This job,your job I hope.” he smiling “ would entail
representing me at a variety of negotiations”

“I see”

“And, and well some of these clients are, how I do put this,
let's just  say some are exocentric….”

“Go on…”

“Well, let’s take our Brussels account. He’s been involved with
us now for 5-6 years and it's been very lucrative”

“…ok…so….well….”



“Let me set up a scenario for you?”

Intrigued now Kara leaned forward “yes do”

“Ok this guy is a stickler for detail, and always, I mean always
reviews every clause of every contract that we bring to him.”

“Normal”, Kara responded

“Yes it’s normal, but he will always find something wrong with a
clause…

“Still….normal. …don’t you think? I mean it’s negotiation and
clauses do sometimes require fine-tuning….It happens

“Yes, yes still  normal so, he will ask you to explain it, in
detail.”

“Well that I assume would be my job ..I’d”...

 “But he will ask you to come to his side of the desk to show
you…”

“Ok  that makes sense so I do. And then I would review what
concerned him about the particular clause; try to explain it ”her
face registering some degree of confusion with a hint of
agitation at all the intrigue

“I’d just ..review the …..”

Before Kara could finish her thought Brad jumped in with his hook
line.

“But as you do he will slowly and deliberately begin to run his
hand along your calf and continue up your thigh.

Her mouth dropped open “WHAT!” she heard herself reply

“WELL I don’t think so!! I don’t think so!! she cried
indignantly…..

“Kara. Hold on. I know it sounds weird, but that is part of this
international scene; I mean from this account this contract you
would be getting a 10% commission. On any closures 10 % of on
occasion  $300,000 dollar contracts you being  being my exect and
finalizing a contract.

10 % $300,000, $ 30000. The numbers were creating a numbness .
All she heard coming from her mouth   was “$30000 dollars for
getting one lousy contract signed off.??”

 “That’s a small one Kara. There are  all sorts and all price
ranges”

“And he’d just stroke your legs and maybe sometimes ask you to
expose your legs as he does”

Kara was dumb-founded, unable to utter one word. This was all
coming so so fast.

He continued, “None ever want sex. I know it sounds crazy but all
they want is the looking and the touching, and sometimes, taking
their, how do I say, their pleasure, as they enjoy you”

Hearing him continue but still in her in a trance, she was
unaware that he had finished and was just waiting.



Startled by the silence she collected her thoughts and cautiously
asked, “What do you mean pleasure?”

Well some do want to fully relax as they enjoy your obvious
sensuality Kara.

“Oh” she said very softly, very aware of this meaning as it was
something her Tom enjoyed from her on occasion.

“Well, I don’t know; it’s sort of strange, really , with total
strangers and all .You can appreciate my concern I hope” she
almost sounding pleading .

“Indeed yes  Kara, but it’s best I give you everything up front
and straight up  ”

“So Kara, that’s the deal with this position.  Full travel
allowances,  full authority to act on my behalf.

 Just the one extra thing as we just discussed”

Kara began thinking aloud, “When you think bout it, I guess it
could happen; especially with these guys in positions of power
and authority and such, you know what I mean” her voice trailing
off as she seemed to be trying to understand all this.

“So Kara you think it’s something you could allow then?”

Shrugging she concluded , “If I have only to go that far, I mean
if there isn’t sex or such expected, I guess I’d be ok with it….

Somewhat reluctantly  Kara nodded as she expressed her acceptance
to the arrangements.

Without hesitating as if practiced, he continued “And as well
you’d allow a full view of your obviously lovely legs?”

Smiling at his back handed compliment she agreed to his comment
with “Yes “

“And you’d take your skirt off if a client asked?”

“Well”, she thinking, “I guess, yes”

“In the center of his office if he asked you to?”
.
“ Yes, I would”
.
“But, would you tell your husband…?”

Silence, intense silence...as he asked this……..would I tell my
husband?

“No, not at all he’d be wild if he knew I was agreeing to all
this” her words of total rejection to such a notion were out ,
out without her even taking a breath and in her mind loudly
echoing “he would be wild…”

“Good” was Brad’s only response followed by a “very good” smiling
almost evil.

Then, moving to his desk, opening the top drawer he removed  the
tape recorder and taking it he walked so so slowly to his leather
couch  the black one against the far wall and sitting he simply
placed it on the oak table, and  leaned forward to adjust the
controls. His look was intense as he hit the rewind.


That sound was as if an explosion were unfolding, as if it had
somehow a special power that was now in  control the space
between them. Then the obvious finish , the silence and then Brad
ever smiling simply set the tape to replay.

There it began. The entire interview, clear crisp word for word
her confession, her agreement, her entrapment.

“Nice to have these, don’t you think, Kara?” smiled Brad.

“You bastard!” she screamed “Give me that”  she moved quickly to
the table but he so easily took the recorder up and out of her
reach, laughing.

She was just standing, her sexy eyes ablaze now with anger but
inwardly she was so afraid of this man.

“You lousy bastard, how dare you? Who the hell do you think you
are; you and your fucking office your fucking deals?”her body
shaking as Brad let her rant

She stopped.

“Kara”he said in such a hushed quiet tone so totally in control .

“Who do I think I am? Well let me tell you, doll” he said with
such authority, “I’m the bastard who now owns you and now, you,
well you, his eyes now devouring her from head to toe ,you’re a
very sexy very married lady whose going to join us”

She stood, looking at him but lost in a mental maze of confusion
, trying to make sense of these past few minutes but more
importantly  how her world had changed .She felt it and he  knew
it.

Tears were welling up, as she slowly felt  trapped. A net was 
encircling her;  as she wondered  how she allowed herself to be
set up she well and as well knew there was absolutely no escape.

“Why?” she whimpered quietly ,“ why” was all that came from her
trembling lips.

Brad looking so detached “Kara you sexy hot looking lady”
and that was all he said.

Then moving back to his desk he buzzed to Tammy.

“Bring me the Wyman file”

“Right away” was all Kara heard

Tammy wasn’t an instant it seemed to Kara but she was in and out
in less than that.

Brad opened the file.

“Kara, I have here a contract which I took the liberty of
arranging. I’d like you to review the details. It basically
confirms things so both you and the company are covered.”

“Care to look?”

Kara was so so beyond anger and well into fear ,but realized he
had all the deck and she had nothing.



“Why not” was her cold response.

Brad sat back to allow her to move to review the document.

Kara slowly walked to the desk but was unable to read the
document so moved closer then finally around the desk.

She began to review what was to be her life with this agency and
as she read, she became aware of Brad’s hand slowly easing along
her stocking clad leg.

Kara stopped her review and looking hard at Brad demanded he
stop.

Brad saying nothing  simply left his hand on her thigh, feeling
her.

“I don’t think so Kara” and as he smiled, his hand easing slowly
and  further up her firm well defined thigh.

“Read on ” he replied continuing to enjoy her silken softness and
she returned to reading the clauses which were a confirmation of
all she’d agreed to.

 By now Brad was enjoying her legs fully, stroking her inner 
thighs ; one, then moving freely over to the other , well up her
long lovely legs well up under her skirt.

Kara said nothing just simply allowed him to do what he wished
knowing he was in control. She had agreed verbally and now she
knew from her review of the contract , it was documented.

He handed her the pen and she simply signed saying nothing.

“I must say you feel lovely Kara, very lovely. Maybe you’d like
to show me what my collegues will eventually enjoy?”

Kara knew, well knew, she’d be doing what he wanted.

“Where do you want me?” was all she replied.

“I’d think in front of the couch would be nice?”

He stood and pressed against her as he moved to the leather
couch.

She tolerated his slow deliberate physical contact,  his now
rigid manhood pressing hard against her thigh his hands fondled
her firm ass and hips , his face close to her neck as  she felt
his breath warm against her.

“You smell sweet babe” his voice now filled with an air of
familiarity. Kara said nothing. Kara did nothing.

He settled onto the couch and she slowly followed, facing him,
standing in the front of his couch.

Not saying anything she stood in full view, just standing .With
each passing second was the realization that she Kara Wyman the
all together girl of the suburbs was his  captive made so by her
own greedy and selfish decisions!!!




“The jacket , first, Kara”  .was all she heard from him

And then she knew  this was a real moment and here he was, a real
and cruel man. She was facing personal invasion and violation all
of her own making; but still  she just stood, unable to move, a 
frozen statue, a marble like face white from fright and shock.

“Jacket now, Kara!!”his voice becoming a little more commanding.

She was startled by his command, but in a dazed muted state
responded with what he was waiting for her to do.  She mutely
moved her long fingers to the buttons. Slowly she opened  one
after another. Without hesitating she simply peeled it off and in
so doing , opened to him her silk blouse ; exposing, as well, her
firm so well rounded  bra enclosed breasts;  these  breasts that
so often had been the focal point  of admiration by so many men
who had seen her in a variety of moments .  At those times and on
those occasions she’d been in control and allowed such sensual
views.

This was not such a moment !

She held her jacket by her side. She knew without looking that he
too had now realized her perfectly formed breasts had indeed been
well concealed by the jacket. She knew from his sudden gasp of
obvious excitement that he too was taking pleasure from enjoying
the view ;  hers were indeed full firm breasts  now heaving as
she stood in fear fright and anticipation.

Feeling his eyes on her she tried to face him for she sensed this
was but a prelude a very initial morsel of what lay ahead.

Looking into his eyes and trying to block out any other thoughts,
she glared at this commanding controlling bastard of a man.

“Enjoying this aren’t you” she finally countered.

“This how you get your kicks!!, setting people up,  trapping them
,cornering them with your tempting  offers all the while leading
them  so so smoothly into your fucking web!!!”

“ Well it won’t be me today you lousy prick!”

Kara seized the moment and raced to the door pulling at it
frantically but without the hoped for result.

Brad was indeed a master at this !

Leaning there she now simply cried, shaking, knowing this was his
place and she was to be his toy.

Brad simply silently motioned her back and Kara simply accepting
moved back to him.

“Now Kara where were we?” he so so slyly smiling. “Oh yes the
jacket, yes indeed it does offer a lovely site Kara, but I’d now
so much rather the skirt. You see, I so relish lovely stocking
clad legs, the sort of stocking clad legs you display so nicely.
So shall we, huh?”

Kara just looked, her eyes sad but fully aware of her situation
as she now eased her skirt zipper down. Again the room was
controlled by sound, but now it was the undeniable sound of her
skirt zipper as it slid open, opening her skirt and revealing
more of her body. Still looking at him she let her black business
type skirt slide  down her long stocking clad legs.




“Oh my sexy baby” was Brad’s response to her new display. “Oh my
Kara, you are indeed a very very sensual lady!”.

Kara said nothing but allowed him his pleasure as she now stood
in her blouse, and now as well ahe displayed to him her long
stocking clad legs,  her heels and her high cut bikini panties.

“Come here Kara” she heard  and slowly she moved to him as he sat
on the leather couch. She was now  close enough for him to now
ease his hands along the backs of her legs , fully exposed and
she allowed them to be again fully stroked.

 But now Brad spread his own legs and eased  Kara even closer.
The move was done in such a way that she had to hold his
shoulders or else fall. But as  well the move brought her firm
breasts so very close to his face. She looked away, and didn’t
move, but sensed his closeness  and as well sensed he’d not be
ignoring the opportunity her position afforded him.

It did happen. She felt a hand leave her thigh and not no words
said  she felt his fingers on her blouse, his lust filled eyes
looking at her breasts as he slowly opened her blouse. He fondled
her as he opened her blouse.

“Don’t” was all Kara could say but she knew it wasn’t going to
stop him and slowly so so slowly his fingers opened her blouse
and with each button  slowly unveiled her bra covered breasts. He
now fully opened her blouse as she continued to look away trying
so hard to remain aloof. His fingers boldly toyed with her
nipples through her bra and as he gently pulled them he brought
them to hardness, a hardness she didn’t want to happen but it
happened.

Then his voice

“Kara, this can be a very difficult ,hard, rough ,painful two
hours, or a very relaxing, mellow, sexually pleasant two hours.
Either way I will have you , for two hours. It’s your decision to
either let it be pain or fun.”

“You understand what I’m saying ?”

“How can this ever be fucking fun you fucking creep!” she
screamed……

As if anticipating her response he eased her back from him and
moving back to his desk opened a drawer and revealed a syringe.

“Oh babe this can be such fun trust me” as he held the sex
stimulant drug filled weapon in view.

“Just one small prick away from such pleasure trust me”

“One little prick and  you’ll have all sorts of fun believe me
…..”

Kara again was totally confused so so out of her league, so lost
she simply mouthed words

“Oh, that’s, you’d , Id be”, every attempt to extract a
confirmation of the intent left her feeling even more confused.

“Yes Kara this is, it would, and. you’d be and everything else
too ” was his response to  her plight said with the tone of a man
in  total ownership.

“ Maybe you’d like to now take off your blouse Kara ?”


The moment was here.  She pondered her situation “Either it’s to
be yes  do this with total agreement or no I fight him and he
rapes me” Some fucking choices she thought!

But it was now and in this now she completely and totally drowned
her emotions and with it she felt drowned herself, as she began a
very slow and deliberate sensual removal of her blouse,  looking
at her captor with  dark eyes that said to him without words ,you
will have me. As she stripped herself Brad moved closer.

Standing so close he whispered

“Now, call home Kara, tell Tom is it? that  you’re going to be
delayed.”

“Please is that necessary for gods sake” but Brad said nothing.

“ Call!”

Kara moved to the phone on his desk. Brad followed her. She
dialed. It rang .Then Tom was on the line.

“Hi  baby” she said and just as she did, she again felt Brads
hands on her. Trying to ignore him she continued . “Ya I’m here
and I’ll be a while”, as she felt her breasts being fondled,  as
she felt  Brad’s hard cock rubbing against her, as she felt
Brad’s lips on her neck, kissing her tasting her . Her body was
so fully touched but she continued to talk as normally as she
could enduring Brad’s physical  sexual assault of her almost
naked body.

“Oh ok then”  “ya love you too” was her reply to words not heard
and with that she set the phone down.

 “Isn’t that sweet” Brad’s words were so cold.

She stood quietly as Brad moved away and waited for what was to
be the reason for her delay.

He returned  to her and looking into her dark eyes he gently
eased the needle into her upper arm and stood back watching her.
“Let’s see what sweet words will mean now baby” he smiled.

She was thinking that his expertness at injecting her was
surprisingly good  and her conscious self was analysing this when
suddenly without warning the drug released inside her. It
instantly took hold of  her. It was indeed a massive drug for she
fell forward from the total complete exotic and intense  heat
that enveloped her. Her nipples experienced such arousal, her
body in general, but mostly now between her long legs between her
firm thighs; she was at once totally transformed by this and
moaned without any restraint.

“…..OHHHHHHHHhhhh fuckkkkkk !!!!” Yes.s.s.s ”she moaned as she
tore at her bra covered breasts tearing at her bra away , seeking
to expose and massage them. At the same time she pressed her
lovely thighs together accepting the pleasure exploding between
her legs now looking at Brad wildly her lips wet and sensually
full as her hair fell across her face. Kara now  twisted with
such un-controlable pleasure.

“…..OHFUCKKKKKKKK!!” was her voice now a  husky  deep passion
filled voice as she now felt his hands on her and immediately the
moment he touched her she  exploded into a most intense orgasm
that caused her to grip his forearms and press her body to him..

“OH JESUSSSSSSSSSSSSSS” she moaned “oh fuckk yess.s.s.s” as this
intense orgasm erupted through her;  as she now gave him her
mouth ;  seeking his tongue with hers, moaning into his mouth
their lips locked in a deep passionate kiss as she now pressed 
fully and completely against his hard body. She so  wanted to
feel his erect hard cock against her , so wanted him to take her.

 “Fuck me , oh fuck me!!!” she moaned between their deep kisses
“oh fuck, do me !!!!”her lust filled eyes now so so dark from
this complete arousal her breath coming so fast in gasps of
pleasure her eyes wild.

Brad was fully fondling her now willing body, feeling her, 
playing with her ,teasing her nugget sized rock hard nipples, and
still kissing her as he led her toward the couch. She, staggering
constantly moaning so willingly led. Her lovely youthful breasts
now naked she moved along , now only in  her sheer stockings,
panties and heels as  he led her and then so easily eased her 
onto her back on the ……..soft…..warm………couch.. .

She lay there but her hips were moving and  writhing and she was
biting her lip. Her moans were  audible as he  so easily stripped
her of her panties. She so willingly allowed him to do it. Then
she so willingly spread her long legs completely open to give to
him,  offering him  a complete view and complete access to  her
wet naked self.  It was she who was smiling evilly,  mouthing
“fuck me” as she looked into the eyes of her captor.

She knew in her drugged state she would be completely his and
simply let him move between her thighs his mouth now tasting her
warm stocking clad thighs as she stroked his hair,  as she felt
his mouth on her and now between her lovely legs which she had
spread . She was fully open to him and ready to give him whatever
he wanted of her beautiful body……..




  
karaapplication