Raped Captives

Robert Vickers

CHAPTER ONE

"Here? In a crowded department store?" asked Jerry in surprise. He looked at his slender girlfriend with a mixture of awe and lust in his eyes. The en tire floor was still swarming with customers, although he had gone off duty almost ten minutes earlier.

She thrust out her chest so that he could see her nipples slowly growing with her lust. They hardened to the point where they showed up as pebble firm mushrooms impudently wrinkling her thin

blouse. The flare of her tits above the low neckline of that silken blouse left no doubt in the man's. mind what the woman really v anted.

"Fuck, right now?" he repeated.

"Sure," she laughed lightly. "Why not? Those beds over in the furniture section aren't being used right now." She brushed back a stray strand of her honey blonde hair, her blue eyes dancing with mischief. She was horny and she wanted to get laid. And the idea of doing it in a deserted corner of the busy department store only added spice to it. The thrill of possible discovery made fucking in public extra-good, she thought.

"I don't know. Look, Lynda, I could lose my job if anyone came by and saw us."

"And you could lose me if you don't."

He hesitated and she knew she had him. He wouldn't really care if he lost this job or not. It wasn't all that good. But the idea of fucking in a semi-secluded spot turned him on as much as it did her. She could see the revealing bulge at the man's crotch. His cock was stiffening into usability. It was changing from a limp, worthless dick, into a steely hard, fully erect cock.

And cocks were great for fucking.

"There's a nice-looking bed over there," she added, pointing to a bed with a fancy headboard and mirrors hung on the walls around it. "I think that would be a real kick, fucking with the mirrors all around us."