This choice: Without answering he comes by and cuts your bra off • Go Back...Chapter #4Without answering he comes by and cuts your bra... by: Unknown "You know, it's just like you to be swearing at me. You had me bullied in school. You treated me like shit. You even had the nerve to make me do all the work on our project and took the "A" I got as if you deserved nothing less. You're a fine piece of work. Well, this is Karma coming back to bite you on the ass. I didn't do this to you. But, I got this message on my computer this morning, telling me where you were and how I'd find you. There were even several suggestions of what I should do to you to get even. Some of them I'm even considering."
You lay there for several seconds, stunned by what Herbert had said. Suddenly, tears fill your eyes and you hear yourself pleading, "Please, please don't do this to me. I'm so sorry. I'll do anything, anything at all to make it up to you. J-Just help me get out of this!"
"Anything at all, huh?" Herbert replied in a voice like ice.
His question sends chills through your body as you realize just what you've said. "Well," you start...
Herbert's sharp laugh silences you. You know you've just made a terrible mistake. "I knew you were going to try to get out of your deal. You would have let me get you free and then renege on what you'd promised. Too bad. If you had played straight with me, I might have been tempted to let you go." Saying that, he pulled a small pocket knife out and opened it.
As he stepped forward, you scream, "Stay away from me! What are you doing?" The cool steel of the blade presses into you shoulder, then jerks away from you, cutting the straps of both your bra and slip. Herbert reached across your body and repeated his actions on the other side. "Nooo!" you scream as the blade slides down between your breasts. You feel the sting of your bra snapping open as his knife cuts through it. He continues cutting until your slip lays open, too. Over your sobs of fear and rage, you hear him gasp as he pulls your bra and slip away, exposing your breasts to his sight.
In a distant voice, you hear him saying, "You have beautiful breasts." His fingers gently caress your firm breasts, teasing your nipples. Is it the cool air or his fingers teasing your nipples which make them hard? You don't know, but you're suddenly very embarrassed as your nipples get harder than they ever have before.
"Please," you blubber through tear-racked sobs. "Don't..."  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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