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Arc Deco #3: our minor magician travels but finds trouble.
Katy was dumb; she had no excuse. What was she doing in his garden? She stayed laying on the long grass where she fell looking up at the feint shadow above her.
"Answer me," he said more annoyed this time. Katy still couldn't speak, she had no idea how to explain herself. She didn't see him move but he winded her as he pushed his full weight on top of her. She struggled against him but there was no hope, he was stronger than her and pinned her wrists hard to the floor. She could smell the alcohol on his breath as he spoke only inches from her face, "Tell me what the fuck you think you're doing here?"
"Errr..." Katy tried to speak through the tears, "you never replied to my message."
Suddenly it dawned on Sam who he was talking to in the dark, he'd been chatting to some girl online ages ago. She wasn't very pretty but her self esteem seemed low enough that he thought she'd probably be up for sex on a first date.
"That still doesn't explain your little show in my garden," he leaned in closer this time and she could feel his lips brush against hers.
"I'm so so sorry," she sobbed harder. Fearing her cries would wake the neighbours Sam pulled her to her feet and with one hand over her mouth and one holding her wrists behind her back marched her towards the house. As they neared the door he pulled her in close to him, "Don't you dare scream or I'll make this even harder for you." He took his hand from her mouth as he opened the door and Katy managed to take a deep breath. As they went in he locked the door behind them, "Stay there and don't move," he said freeing her and walking out of the room with the key.
Katy was far too scared to do anything and so she stayed stood on the spot in the dark where he'd left her. He was gone a few minutes before he came back in carrying a dining chair. Katy's eyes burned as he switched the light on above her head.
"Strip and then sit," he said putting the chair down beside her. Katy hesitated, this wasn't how she wanted it to go.
"So, you'll wank in the bushes but you're too scared to strip for me," Sam laughed as Katy stood there biting her lip feeling lost. She had looked so smart this morning in her kilt and over-knee socks but now she was covered in grass stains and her hair was messy from when he pinned her down. She slowly moved to unbutton her blouse but then after only one button she had second thoughts.
"I really am sorry, please don't make me do this," Katy looked at him with her big blue eyes.
Sam was losing patience with her now, "Just get on with it." She dropped her blouse and skirt to the floor but desperately tried to keep as much of herself covered up with her arms as she could. He walked over to her, pushing her arms out of the way and roughly undoing her bra, she tried to make it as awkward for him as possible but he managed it with ease.
"Please don't hurt me," she said in a weak voice.
"I'm not going to hurt you because you are going to be a good girl and do as you're told," he pushed her back down on to the chair and turned on the television. He switched channels and Katy could see the CCTV pictures of the garden, as Sam pressed rewind she knew what would be coming up. There she was on screen, kneeling on his lawn with her hand in her knickers.
"You're going to do as you're told, because if you don't I will make sure that everyone you care about sees that video," Sam said with a smile.
He didn't give her much of an opportunity to respond before fishing his 8" cock from his trousers.