Wrong Place

Wrong Time

Sandra:

Sandra was in the wrong place at the wrong time. She was also unfortunate enough to look like another girl from her school, whom she had never met. The only thing that differed her from the other girl was her eye color. The other girl’s eyes were green, while hers varied. She was rather unique in that her eyes took on the color of many of her clothes she wore. For example if she was wearing a green shirt her eyes appeared greenish color, if she was wearing blue they would appear blueish. She was unique to other girls in that way.

Today she was wearing green and her eyes matched the other girl’s eyes. She was just leaving the malt shop, when a group of men grabbed her, assuming she was the other girl. They took her to a wear house where they shoved her into a cage and locked it. One of the the men said, with a lustful grin, “Don’t worry Sarah, we are going to have fun.” She tried to protest saying, “But I’m not Sarah, I’m Sandra.” But they wouldn’t listen.

A different man said, “We know who you are.” He held up a picture of Sarah. She groaned as she looked at the picture of the girl who was nearly identical to her in appearance. She knew this was going to be a long night.

At this point I should give you a little background. Sarah’s dad was a mid-level enforcer for the local mob. Sandra’s on the other hand was a farmer and reserve deputy for the sheriff’s office. He only got called up when there was a particular problem or the occasional parade for which he usually drove to lead squad car. These men had been hired by a rival gangster who was attempting to take over in the area.

Sandra began to cry as she felt one of the men begin to cut away her clothing with a pair of scissors. Somehow despite her crying and repeated attempts to get away from the scissors, he managed to cut her clothing off without cutting her. Once she was fully naked she was lead down a corridor to another room and fastened to some kind of X-shaped frame work. She was left there with a arms and and legs bound to the X-shaped contraption and about three feet apart. She had no way of untying herself, so she just stood there and waited for whatever would happen next.

She been there for a half an hour, though it seemed much longer to her, when a large man walked in. He was totally naked and his penis looked huge to her and it wasn’t even hard yet. ‘OhGod,’ she thought, ‘He’ll kill me with that thing’. His was the first cock that she had ever seen, but somehow she knew it wouldn’t be the last.

He pressed a button near the door and the C/frame she was attached to began to tilt so that she was on her back. Once she was on her back the frame work that was attached to her legs raised up to where she was now on her back with her legs spread and up in the air at a 90 degree angle to her body. He stepped up to her, between her legs, and said, “This might hurt a little at first, but I assure you that I will enjoy it.”

She couldn’t raise her head enough to see what he was doing, but she certainly felt it. He didn’t try to prepare her body, much. He simply stroked the head of his cock, now fully hard, up and down her slit a couple of times. He centered it at her opening and pushed.