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The Cookie Jar

SCENE opens on Travis and Amy, two college students, as they park their car in the driveway of a nice suburban house. The pair have been dating for months, but this will be the first time that Amy meets Travis’ parents and she’s anxious. She’s so anxious, in fact, that Travis has been giving her pep talks throughout the entire drive. ‘You shouldn’t be so worried,’ he says, handing her a bag from the truck. ‘My parents are very accepting people. They’re going to love you, no matter what!’ Amy doesn’t want to admit it, but she comes from a less affluent family and is very insecure about being welcomed into Travis’ upper middle-class life. Even her luggage looks shabby.

Travis puts his arm around his nervous girlfriend and guides her to the front door. Just as he turns the knob, his father opens the door greet them. The men share a big bear hug while Travis’ mom steps through the doorway to join in. Amy stands off to the side, awkwardly, until Travis notices and introduces her to his parents. His mom, Mrs. Greene, warmly takes Amy by the hand and invites her inside while his father offers to take her bags. This puts Amy at ease and she smiles shyly at the man before following her into the house. Mr. Greene holds the door open for them, sneaking a quick look at Amy’s behind before he shuts the door.

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The camera pans across the kitchen while the family chats and cooks together. Amy is in awe of how amazing Travis’ parents are — they seem to have the perfect nuclear family. Mrs. Greene is glamorous and sophisticated and his father, despite being quiet, is wise and successful. A very respected surgeon. She loves watching her boyfriend interact with them and thinks that it could be a glimpse into her own future! While the girl loosens up and begins more actively engaging in the conversation, Travis’ father secretly watches her. He is having his own thoughts about the future.

CUT to that evening. The family sits around the living room sharing dessert. Mrs. Greene is telling Amy all the embarrassing stories from when her son was young, much to Travis’ chagrin. As they laugh, Amy starts to notice Mr. Greene staring at her. They keep awkwardly making eye contact and it makes Amy nervous again. She wonders if his father dislikes her and, when he suddenly excuses himself to go to bed, she becomes convinced that it’s because she’s done something wrong.

CUT to Amy brushing her teeth and looking anxious in the bathroom mirror. She walks back into Travis’ room and slips into bed beside him, while he jokes about fucking together in the same room he had as a boy. They kiss, and Travis tries to get on top of Amy, but she is clearly preoccupied. She asks if they can just crash instead. It’s been a long day. Disappointed but understanding, Travis says sure and snuggles up beside her. He turns out the light. Amy quietly asks her boyfriend if he thinks his father hates her. Travis laughs and tells her to stop being ridiculous. Of course, he doesn’t hate her. He is just a quiet man. They go to bed.

CUT to Amy lying on her side, staring at the clock. It’s 2am. The girl has battled insomnia for most of the night and decides to slip out of bed to clear her mind.

She walks into the kitchen to get a glass of water when she finds herself face-to-face with Travis’ father. He is sitting in his bathrobe, eating milk and cookies. She is surprised to find him there. ‘Sorry, I hope I didn’t disturb you,’ he says, dipping his cookie in the milk. ‘I couldn’t rest,’ she mutters. He asks if she wants some and, not wanting to offend him, Amy says ok and sits down. She awkwardly starts eating the cookie while he stares at her. ‘It seems like you really like my boy,’ he says after a pause. She nods and tells him that Travis is amazing, the greatest guy she’s ever dated. He keeps eating. ‘I still think he has a lot of growing up to do,’ Mr. Greene says. Amy looks down awkwardly at her milk. There is another long pause. ‘But … you are certainly the most beautiful girl he has ever brought home,’ Mr. Greene continues. Amy blushes and says thank you, while he continues to stare at her. She begins to feel very hot in the face, as he adjusts his seat ever so slightly to lean in closer. ‘I understand that you come from a difficult upbringing,’ he asks. ‘And that dating Travis has represented quite a change in standards for you. Am I correct?’ Amy assures her boyfriend’s father that it isn’t like that, she loves Travis because of who he is, not what he has. Mr. Greene eats another cookie. ‘But, you agree that standards are important?’ He asks. She nods. He smiles at her. ‘As a father, I hold Travis to extremely high standards. I’m sure you can understand why.’ She nods again, starting to feel uneasy about where the conversation is going. Mr. Greene steps off his seat and stands in front of her. ‘He isn’t going to end up with just any woman,’ he father continues. ‘He is going to end up with someone who is the right fit for both him and our family.’ Amy nervously whispers that she hopes that can include her. Mr. Greene smiles again. ‘I think it can … once you have earned my blessing.’

There is an awkward silence in the room, as the weight of Mr. Greene’s insinuations hang in the air. Amy looks down at the bulge in his pajama pants. ‘What exactly are you asking, Mr. Greene?’ she mumbles. He removes his robe. ‘I think I’m making myself quite clear, Amy.’ He replies. ‘If you want to be part of this family, you’re going to need to start by impressing me.’ Feeling overwhelmed, Amy meekly argues that she doesn’t want to hurt Travis. Mr. Greene tells her that the boy will never find out. In fact, they never need to speak about this again. Just 10 minutes now and she will have his full approval and support for life. She hesitates. ‘You do realize why Travis brought you here this weekend, right?’ He asks. She shakes her head. The house is still. ‘There is a ring in his bedroom with your name on it. A family heirloom. My grandmother’s ring.’ He replies. ‘The only thing Travis is waiting on is my opinion.’ He takes his cock out. Her mouth drops open, as she fully realizes what her future father-in-law is proposing. ‘It’s bigger than my sons, isn’t it?’ Mr. Greene asks triumphantly. She looks back up at him. She can’t believe this is happening. ‘He really has a ring?’ she asks. Mr. Greene nods, smiling and starting to stroke her hair. Slowly getting to her knees, Amy tells her boyfriend’s father that she wants to marry Travis. She’ll prove it. If this is what it takes, then fine. He just needs to tell her what to do. ‘You can start by calling me daddy,’ he says and puts his cock in her mouth. First BG Sequence with Creampie. After he has cum inside of her, Mr. Greene pulls out and exits the kitchen leaving the girl naked and alone.

CUT to the next morning. Amy is staring up at the ceiling, reeling from the guilt of her affair the night before. He kisses her good morning and, not wanting to give herself away, she kisses him back and he climbs on top of her to continue what he tried to start the night before. Second BG Sequence with Creampie. After Travis has come inside of his girlfriend, he holds her close. She tries desperately to hide her guilt. ‘Do you know how much I love you?’ he asks. Amy smiles. ‘Probably not as much as I love you,’ she whispers. Travis leaps out of bed, pulls a ring box from his drawer, and drops to his knees. He tells Amy that she is his soulmate, the only woman he has ever wanted to spend his life with and asks her to marry him. Breaking down, she says yes, and he kisses her, slipping the ring on her finger. Through her guilty tears, she chokes out that she loves him so much. He happily suggests they go and tell his parents the good news.

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Step-Mom’s best friend

A is frantically jerking his cock like crazy, it’s obvious he doesn’t know what he’s doing, someone should help him before he hurts himself! Lucky for him his step-mom’s best friend has stopped by and catches him red handed, so to speak. The hot blonde, big titted MILF is shocked at what she walked in on but can’t help but want to lend a helping hand….or two. When she tells the stupid boy he’s doing it all wrong he doesn’t hesitate to ask for a little help, and it doesn’t take much persuasion before this hot MILF has a handful of young cock. She jerks the off with much skill as she gives instruction. It’s not long before he explodes and launches a massive blast of jizz flying into the air…his step-mom’s friend is shocked and lets out a playful scream. After the has been blown the hot MILF quickly rushes off to wash her hands before the boys step-mother gets home.

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Their Wicked Ways

SCENE OPENS on Hannah (Kyler Quinn), Bethany (Elexis Monroe), and John (John Strong) sitting down for a meal. The atmosphere is calm and polite as John leads them into a brief prayer before dinner. As they begin their meal, John asks Hannah what she did today. Hannah tells him that she went to the park. John tenses, looking disapproving and scolds Hannah for going to a place filled with such unsavory characters, saying ‘You’re only 18, sweetheart. Ever since God brought you onto our doorstep and out of the clutches of your awful, sinful biological mother and father, it’s been our job to keep you safe. I’m just watching out for you.’ Hannah promises to ask permission next time she goes to the park. John smiles and pats Hannah’s hand proudly with his own.

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Later that day, Hannah is in her bedroom studying with her phone nearby. She is startled when she suddenly receives a text. She checks her phone and sees a dick pic, her eyes going wide with fear and surprise. The pic is quickly followed by a message saying, ‘lol shit sorry. Wrong number. That was for my gf.’ Hannah is shocked and throws her phone across the bed from her. There are a few tense moments as she quiets down, staring at the phone as if it’s calling to her.

After some hesitation, she carefully picks the phone back up and stares at the dick pic again with wide eyes, completely unsure what to do. She goes to delete it, but then hesitates. Instead of deleting it she closes the phone again and puts it aside, shaking her head to clear her thoughts, and goes back to studying.

Throughout the next couple of days, Hannah spends time around the house, but no matter what she does, she is always eventually distracted, her attention pulled towards her phone.

The first few times this happens, she just pulls out the phone but doesn’t unlock it, putting it back in her pocket after some debate. The last couple of times though, she gets bolder and unlocks the phone, careful to look around skittishly before sneaking a peek when she feels nobody is looking. These are quick peeks and she closes the phone again and pockets it, nervous.

Finally, Hannah sneaks to her room to look at the picture, aroused by it, masturbating to explore newfound feelings.

Suddenly, there is a knock on the door before it’s opened. Bethany enters, in the midst of asking if Hannah could help her with housework, and catches Hannah masturbating. Furious, she confiscates the phone and says she’s deleting the photo. Bethany grounds Hannah and leaves.

Days later, Hannah is still grounded and without her phone. She’s pacing around her bedroom. We get the sense Hannah’s mood has changed. She’s still a meek girl but seems a bit more disobedient and restless. She glares at the door and decides to break the rules, taking a deep breath as she sneaks out of her bedroom and into her parents’ bedroom to get the phone. She sees that Bethany didn’t delete the picture after all and is shocked.

Bethany walks in and catches Hannah, who confronts her about being a hypocrite, accusing Bethany of touching herself like she told Hannah off for doing. Bethany is furious, and they argue about Hannah’s right to be sexual. It quickly becomes clear that Hannah is uncontrollably corrupted by lust and begs her mother for sex, desparate to know what it feels like. She threatens to expose Bethany for keeping the phone and dick pic if she doesn’t help.

Bethany scowls and curses under her breath but agrees to do it.

Bethany is uncomfortable as she awkwardly begins to fumble at Hannah. Hannah quickly takes the lead and it’s like her body has a mind of its own. Bethany tries briefly to resist and protest but it becomes clear she’s into this too. The corruption has spread. As Hannah leads her along, soon Bethany doesn’t need instructions at all and they both are very in sync as they fuck, fully consumed by lust.

Suddenly John enters the bedroom, catching them in the act. Crushed that he’s failed his family, he surrenders to Hannah and Bethany when they lust for him, powerless to resist their wicked ways…

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Clinical Trial

SCENE opens on the interior of a medical exam room as the door opens – a doctor enters the room and closes the door behind him, then greets the young woman sitting waiting on the examination table as Dr. Greenwood. He thanks her for coming and for participating in the clinical trial – she just has to pass a quick screener and then they can begin. Holding up a clipboard and pen, he asks her some questions – her name (‘Jamie Lawson’), her age (‘I just turned 18 a couple of months ago’), is she pregnant (‘no’), does she have any history of health conditions – asthma, heart problems, osteoporosis, breast cancer (‘no, none’), and her level of daily physical activity (‘well I play lacrosse about twice a week, plus daily running and morning yoga’). He makes a quip that she must be quite flexible, to which she rolls her eyes and says sarcastically that she’s never heard that one before. Satisfied with the responses, the doctor tells her he’s going to be asking her to complete a series of exercises, while monitoring her to measure physical stimulation and stress. They have equipment set up in a room down the hall. On their way out the door of the exam room, Jamie jokes that she doesn’t stress easily, and Dr. Greenwood smirks in reply and says ‘Don’t worry, I’m sure we’ll find a way to get you to break a sweat!’

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We cut back to the two already midway through setting up in another larger room, containing a hybrid of medical and exercise equipment. The doctor is mostly done applying medical electrodes to her temples and clavicles. The last thing he has to do before they begin is to take her resting heart rate, so he can compare these with after the trial. First as he moves to strap it around her arm his hand brushes against her breast, he chuckles a brief apology and continues as if nothing happened.

Jamie tries to make small talk with him as he pumps and holds the gauge in his other hand – ‘So, what is this trial for? Some sort of new performance drug or something?’ The doctor provides only the most evasive of replies – he can’t discuss the trial with the subjects beforehand or it could compromise the results. ‘You’re offering way more for this study than the last one of these I did,’ Jamie remarks. Oh, is that so? the doctor replies, still acting elusive. Does she sign up for clinical trials often? ‘Yeah, well not until recently but I really need the extra help right now,’ Jamie grumbles, ‘my dad hurt his knee and can’t work so I’m trying to support him whenever I can. It’s a drag, but I’m hoping it won’t be for much longer.’ The doctor smiles politely and says ‘Well, we have your contact information now so if more of these opportunities come along, we’ll be sure to contact you.’ He finishes taking her pressure, notes something on his clipboard, and then tells her he’ll take her heart rate now. ‘Do I have permission to touch your chest?’ Jamie looks taken aback – she supposes so, but don’t they usually check at the neck? ‘I prefer my own methods,’ the doctor insists, and reaches his hand towards her chest to feel her heart. Again, his hand brushes her breasts – this time he doesn’t apologize. Jamie looks a bit flustered and is about to speak up, but thinks better of it.

After a long awkward moment, the doctor releases his hand from her chest and notes something on the clipboard. He pats his legs, stands up, and says great – they’re ready to get started! He’d like her to start with some simple jumping jacks. He stands her up in the middle of the room, the wires leading from her body to a small handheld device he holds in one hand, his clipboard in the other. He asks her to begin. She does a few, but he stops her. ‘I’ll need you to remove your bra, actually.’ What? Why? she protests. It interferes with the test, he says vaguely, but he assures her it’s quite necessary to the results. He turns around so that she can take it off with some privacy – she lifts her shirt up to reveal the bra, and unclaspsit, exposing her breasts momentarily before pulling her tank-top back down to cover them. Beginning the exercise again, her breasts now bounce up and down tantalizingly beneath her shirt as she jumps – with the doctor and the camera both clearly narrowing in on this bouncing as their primary interest.After several jumps with no indication of stopping, Jamie gets a bit frazzled and asks the doctor how many of these she’s expected to do – this snaps him out of his reverie and he nonchalantly says ‘five more, and then we’ll move on to the next exercise’. Jamie exhales sharply, a bit frustrated, butacquiesces.

Next is an exercise bike – Dr. Greenwood asks her to mount it, and then begin cycling at a pace she’s comfortable with to start. He stands behind the bike – his focus clearly fixated on the crack of her ass peeking out of her yoga pants as she pedals – and he offers her some mild platitudes to keep herencouraged. After a minute, he heads to the front to increase the resistance of the pedals – ‘we need to see you break out a sweat, so let’s turn it up a bit, shall we?’, he says, and then instructs her to continue.

CUT to roughly fifteen minutes later – Jamie has been on the bike for a while now, as is obvious by the thick beads of sweat dripping down her face and chest, and soaking her workout clothes. She’s showing no signs of exhaustion yet, but it’s clear the workout is no walk in the park for her either. The doctor    meanwhile is still just looking her over, with perverse appreciation. ‘That’s enough of that for now,’ he says finally, and Jamie lets out a sigh of relief and slows her pedaling down. She gets off the bike and takes a nearby towel to wipe off the seat. ‘That’s quite alright, you can leave it’ the doctor says. Jamie looks increasingly puzzled but shrugs and starts to pat her head with the towel. The doctor rips the towel out of her hand – ‘I didn’t say you could do that yet.’ Jamie starts to argue that she’s just wiping sweat off when the doctor cuts her off – ‘If you want to disagree with my methods, that’s fine, you can leave at any time and I’ll just move on to the next subject.’ Jamie realizes how bad she needs the compensation, and holds her tongue. ‘What’s next, then?’ she asks. He tells her to go grab the exercise mat a few feet away. As she turns around to fetch it, he runs his finger along the sweaty bike seat and then sniffs or licks his fingertip.

Once the mat’s in place in the floor center, the doctor proceeds to have Jamie remove her shoes and socks, and then do various flexibility tests – bend over and touch your toes, sit legs spread and reach forward, assume various yoga poses… he licks his lips as he watches each of these poses, which thanks    to her sweat-drenched clothes and no bra are extremely revealing. Jamie can increasingly feel his eyes on her as she strikes each pose – finally, after the third or fourth yoga pose she snaps at him. ‘You’re not even writing anything down anymore, you’re just staring at me!’ The doctor seems unfazed by her sudden outburst. ‘We’ll move on to the next test, then…’ No, she exclaims. No more of these weird tests. What was it he even said these tests were for?

Dr. Greenwood reminds her that he’s monitoring her physical responses to stress and stimulus. He says that now that they’ve gotten the stress tests out of the way, it’s time for the stimulus tests. He goes to a small table nearby and procures a sleek black featureless vibrator. Calmly, he tells Jamie that she will have to pleasure herself while he monitors her physical reactions. Jamie snaps – there’s no way she’s doing that. This isn’t what she signed up for. The doctor sighs and shrugs – that’s fine, he understands. Of course, he can’t compensate her for incomplete participation – but if she stays, he’ll triple the amount that was offered in the ad. Jamie flat out refuses, it doesn’t matter what he offers her, she’s not doing that. Indifferent, the doctor says he supposes that she’ll just have to find some other way to support her dad. He muses that someone her age could probably make that amount in about two weeks of working full-time. A shame that she’ll throw away two whole weeks of her life instead of spending just one hourdoing something perfectly harmless… not just harmless, but enjoyable, even. Jamie is torn… but with some convincing, and some insistence that the doctor keeps his distance, only watches, and isn’t recording her, she agrees.

She hesitantly pulls her yoga pants to her ankles, sets herself down on the mat and takes the vibrator in hand, and reluctantly starts pleasuring herself. The doctor watches intently, at first taking a note or two but quickly abandoning the pretense, his hand moving to his crotch for some over-the-pants strokes. She tries to avoid meeting his eyes, but at times he insists she looks at him or gives her some other instruction to follow to humiliate her further. The conflict between her physical pleasure and her emotional discomfort is obvious. After some minutes of this, he crouches down to her level and says warmly ‘It’s time, Ms. Lawson.’ He begins to peel off the electrodes and wires hooked to her. She looks relieved – you mean the trial’s done? He shakes his head. ‘No, I mean it’s time for you to let me fuck you.’

Jamie protests weakly – he agreed he was just going to watch. He smiles coldly. ‘Come on Jamie, you knew where this was going. Did you honestly think I wasn’t going to ask for more? If you really weren’t up for the possibility, you would have left the second I asked you to touch yourself.’ Jamie insists that’s not true, she trusted him, but her words lack conviction. ‘You’re a little slut,’ he continues calmly. ‘You were fine with letting a complete stranger watch you strip and pleasure yourself. So stop lying to us both. We both know you’re going to let me fuck you, so just be a good little slut, say yes to it and spare us the drama.’ Jamie sputters, but she has no words. Eventually she bitterly says ‘Ok… just get it over with.’

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Teach Me How To Squirt: Part Two

Devoted husband Ryan McLane wonders what’s up with his wife Gabi Paltrova. She seems quieter than usual, and refuses to eat her tacos at dinner. Assuming she’s dieting to try to lose weight, he decides to prove that he loves her body just the way it is.

He brings her to bedroom to have sex, but their bed is soaking wet. And he can’t understand why, until Gabi asks him to make her cum, so she can show him a new trick she’s been practicing with her pussy. Lying in bed, she lifts her dress and places his fingers ever so slightly inside her pussy. After a minute of massage, a stream of liquid squirts from her pussy. He watches in amazement, while she juices and cums, begging him to rub her clit. Her pussy gushes like a faucet onto the bed, filling Ryan with pride for his wife’s squirting pussy. She rewards him with a blowjob, before letting him fuck her and squirting on his cock. Whatever’s gotten into her, Ryan loves the new Gabi, and leaves a cum deposit on her face.

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Teen slut Akita gets tied up and fucked

Teen slut Akita gets tied up and fucked by her older lover Andrew Marshall. Akita wants to try all sorts of kinky things and Andrew is more than willing to help her experience them.

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Nowhere To Run

SCENE OPENS on Anita (Autumn Falls), a young woman. She’s in her car and lightly hits the steering wheel. Why won’t you just START?, she complains to herself. She exhales heavily, reaching for her cell phone. She tries to turn it on, but it’s dead. She opens the glove compartment and roots around in it. After a moment, her head sags in disappointment. ‘Aaaaaaaand you didn’t bring your charger. GREAT job Anita,’ she chastises herself. At that moment, there is a sudden knock at the window. She jumps with a slight yelp, completely startled. Standing at her window is Shane (Derrick Pierce), a somewhat rough looking man. He is unsmiling and motions for her to roll down the window. She regards him warily and hesitantly rolls down her window, but just a crack. Uh…yes?, she asks cautiously. Hey, he’s sorry to scare her, but he was coming home and saw her car stall and quit on her, he begins, his tone even and non-threatening.

Oh uh, yeah, it…it won’t start no matter what she does, she answers, a touch of wariness still in her voice. Ok, well if she wants, his house is right there, he says, pointing to his nearby house. And he can help her push the car into his garage and see if he can figure what’s wrong with it himself, he offers. Oh that’s ok, she says still acting a bit wary of the stranger but smiling politely, she wouldn’t want to inconvenience him, she can just call the tow service. If she says so, he shrugs, but it’ll probably take them hours to get here. And this isn’t the best place for a girl like her to be waiting around. She debates for another moment, unsure of what to do. Then she looks down at her phone and remembers it’s dead. ‘…I guess we could give it a shot,’ she says hesitantly. He looks at her, shrugging noncommittally. ‘Your call,’ he says.

After pushing the car into his garage, they chat about what a bad neighborhood it is. Well, he’d better get started, he adds, moving towards the garage door, grabbing the top of it as he prepares to pull it down. Oh um…what is he doing?, Anita asks meekly. The light coming in from outside is shining in his eyes, gonna make it hard to look around and scout out what the problem is. He’s just gonna close the door and hook a light to the hood so he can see what he’s doing better, he says. That’s cool…right?, he asks, a vaguely threatening undertone in his voice. She looks out of the garage toward the street, perhaps deciding whether or not she should just get out of there. Um…yeah, of course that’s cool, Anita says, smiling nervously. He looks at her for a second, sizing her up. He pulls down the garage door. It loudly hits the floor, sealing them in.

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Shane hunches over the open hood of the car, tinkering around inside. What’s she DOING in this neighborhood anyway?, he asks as he continues working on the car. She was just passing through actually, on her way back from touring a new school, she responds. High school?, he asks, looking over his shoulder at her with an eyebrow raised. No, no, she’s 18, she’s in college, she clarifies.

‘Do me a favor. Pass me a screwdriver. From that toolbox over there,’ he says, pointing to a toolbox on the floor. Sure, Anita says, turning around. She bends over, opening the toolbox and rooting around in it. As she searches, Shane is staring at her ass hungrily, licking his lips. Um, there’s NO screwdriver in here, Anita says, puzzled. Ohhh, sorry, he FORGOT, the screwdriver is in THAT toolbox, he says with a crooked smile. She immediately goes to the other toolbox he indicated and withdraws the screwdriver, handing it to him quickly. Thanks, he says quietly, turning back to the car.

Ah dammit, he says aloud. What?, she asks, concerned. This cable’s been worn away, he says. She narrows her eyes suspiciously, walking over to the hood. Don’t worry, she doesn’t need to come over here, he’s got it, he says, trying to wave her off. No, she wants to see it, she responds firmly, peering under the hood. He is holding a wrench, watching her closely. Yeah, she sees it, but…it looks like it’s been…she begins, her eyes resting on a pair of wire cutters that are lying adjacent to the car. Her eyes go wide with fear. …it looks like it’s been CUT, she says in horror, backing away from him cautiously. He has a hard look on his face and slowly leans towards her. Going somewhere?, he asks in a bored, teasing tone. ‘Y-you…you DID that to the car. You CUT that cable! You did it on purpose. W-why would you DO something like that?? A-are you trying to…?’ she asks, trailing off, unable to articulate what she’s trying to say..

‘I ain’t tryin to do a GODDAMN thing other than fix your car. You can LEAVE anytime you want. Your car sure isn’t going anywhere though,’ he says, leaning in and sneering with a big wicked grin. That’s fine, she says defiantly. She’ll walk if she has to. He laughs. Through THIS neighborhood?? She could try. A tasty little morsel like her would attract a lot of unwanted attention. But on the other hand, if she wants him to finish the job so that she can be on her way safely, she could always do…a little something…for HIM, he says, a toothy grin on his face. He swings the wrench around, almost absent-mindedly. She looks upset at his suggestion. What’s stopping her from running out into the street and just yelling for someone to call the cops?!, she asks. Nothing, he gloats and goads her, in fact go ahead and try it. People out here fuckin’ HATE cops, he says. ‘You go runnin’ out of here shouting for the pigs to come save you, you think you’re gonna get ANY sympathy?? Girlie, you wouldn’t even make it two BLOCKS,’ he says. Her shoulders sag with disappointed realization as she gulps, weighing her options. Her eyes dart to the garage door. She takes a deep breath. If… if he promises not to hurt her and fixes her car afterwards, then…FINE, she says finally, an edge of defiance and anger in her voice. He can do whatever disgusting thing he has in mind. Shane grins as he draws Anita to him, squeezing a handful of her massive tits.

Anita’s got nowhere to run, and EVERYTHING to lose.

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