Sarah couldn't wait to find out about the new botanical project Mr. Sanchez had asked her to work on. She quickly ran down the hallways towards the laboratory deliberately ignoring the stares of her males co workers. She knew why they watched. It wasn't everyday a tan brunette beauty in a short skirt ran down the hallway each step exposing more and more of her beautiful thighs, and causing her 34c tits to bounce.
She liked their attention and frequently went home and enjoyed secret fantasies of some of her co workers fucking her virgin cunt. She never had had sex though or even a relationship, because for her, her work had always been first. Finally she arrived at the labs massive double doors. She entered her security code and watched the doors slide open with a small woosh.
She walked through and heard the doors close and lock behind her. The lab was totally dark except to a chair in the middle of the lab floor where experiments took place. Next to it were some ropes. Curious, Sarah walked towards the chair. As soon as she passed the last set of computers she knew something was wrong. Suddenly, a large strong hand closed over her left wrist and another clamped her right wrist. She screamed as she was pushed forward towards the chair. She was pulled down onto the mans lap as he sat. She heard him laugh as she kicked at him unsuccessfully. She recognized it! It was Mr. Sanchez.
"Hello Sarah, I'm so glad you decided to come. I wanted to show you my special plant." She screamed again and realized no one could hear her through the sound proofed doors. Not that it would matter. No one was here anyway she realized. Mr. Sanchez cruelly gripped both her hands in his massive right hand. He picked up something off the ground. The rope, Sarah realized. The new revelation brought her too sobs. "Please, don't don't hurt me," she said through her tears. He wrapped the rope around her shaking wrists, the rough surface cutting into her beautiful skin. He lifted her hands above her and attached them to a hook she had not realized was there. She kicked furiously again this time almost succeeding in knocking the chair over. She was stopped by a painful punch to the back of the head. She almost lost conciousness and felt her head spin in pain.
"Don't struggle, or it will only get worse." Mr. Sanchez said. "This should turn out to be quite pleasurable to you", he continued. Now Sarah's head shot up with the sudden realization that he wasn't going to beat her, kill her, or kidnap her. She was going to be raped.
With this sudden realization she screamed, "NO!! Please Mr. Sanchez anything but that." He chuckled evilly behind her as he bound her legs to the chair. Sarah began to sob again as she realized she was completely helpless. She felt his hands began to run up her waist to her chest. She sobbed as he began to knead them painful and slow. She groaned as he pinched her untouched nipples and twirled and spun them between her fingers. Horrified that she was experiencing pleasure in all of this she began to cry again. She felt his hot quick breathing on her neck as he lowered his head and began to lick her ear and kiss her neck.
"Please" she weakly moaned. His hands ran down to her waist again this time pulling her shirt up and out of her skirt where it had been tucked away. His hot hands ran slowly squeezing rubbing up to her tanned tits, where they began to pinch and play again. This time the heat and touch of his hands to her bare tits brought an uncontrollable moan of pleasure to her lips.
No no, I won't enjoy this she screamed to herself.
