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I spent the week before April in a condo at the beach. I hopped through various bars and clubs until I found the right girl. She is 21 to about 24. She had short brown hair, a shaved pussy, and small soft tits. This is a digital photo of her. Her name was Linda. I convinced her to serve at a party I’d be throwing later. She was offered and accepted a hundred dollars for the nights work. I took her back to the condo and showed her around. Then we sat and talked, while I gave her drink after drink. When she was buzzed, I gave her a light dose of flowers in her next drink, and she passed out. I was aroused from all the teenage girls that I had seen all night so I stripped her as fast as I could, without tearing her clothes, and fucked her there on the floor. When I had come back from a short shower, I had thought about the party I mentioned earlier. It had just been a ploy to get her over there, but now it was not a bad idea. I scooped her up and took her to the spare bedroom there in the condo. I used some of the pillowcases and phonecords to bind her ankles and wrists, and then tied them to the bedframe. Then I started making phonecalls to a few friends. I told them to bring a hundred dollars, and a box of condoms. They were quite intrested. When they got there, I told them, “In the other room is a girl who is dying to get chain fucked. Hand me the cash, then each of you gets an hour to fuck her. No condoms, no fuck.” Then I lined them up. Around 4am the guys were gone and I was six hundred dollars richer. She was starting to move a little, so I knew I had a couple minutes before she became aware. I took one of the towels from the bathroom, tore it into smaller pieces, and made a bandit-like mask out of it. I snatched up a knife from the kitchen, and stripped nude in the hallway as quietly as possible. When she was able to focus her eyes enough, she saw me in the doorway. Of course she asked me who I was. “You got me fired, bitch. Now it’s payback,” I lied. She cried, “Oh god, Greg Don’t do this, please? I’ll get pregnate” “Good,” I told her, honestly. Greg was probably some co-worker she had gotten fired in truth. She probably thought he was after her. But whomever this Greg was that she was terrified of, wasn’t me. I raped her repeatedly that day and when it was evening again, I forced her to swallow another flowers with a mouthful of vodka. She passed right out. I copied down some of her personal information then dumped her off in the sanddunes a mile away and paid a bum to fuck her. I lied to him and said it was a fantasy of hers. A couple hours later, she answered her phone. I called her from a payphone from the beach area every fifteen minutes until she did answer. “Yeah. You know who this is, right?” “G-Greg?” “Yeah. Now listen. I have your ID, Social Security Number, and some other info on you. I’m gonna keep an eye on you. I even hear a cop car near me, and next time you’ll wake up underwater. You got me?” “Oh god, Greg, please don’t do this,” she begged. “Oh, and one more thing, bitch. You listening?” I heard her sobbing, and she whispered, “Yeah.” “Don’t you fucking dare try and get an abortion neither. If I don’t see you showing in the proper amount of time, I’m coming back. And don’t try and disappear either. I’m watching you, bitch.” At that point, I hung up. Linda. Young, frightened, impregnated, victimized Linda. You were a hundred dollars, and many loads well spent. 1BedTied.jpgDescription:Filesize:14.83 KBViewed:5454 Time(s) _________________ If it’s wet, I’ll fuck it. If it’s dry, there’s lube.