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Travelling on the bus

... with I squeezed hard until she gasped with pain into my mouth. I intended to let her know exactly what the situation was so that I should have no more trouble with her. I moved her back so that her back was against the wall and when I was sure that she could not wriggle free and that I had complete control I let go of her hair and, still squeezing her right breast, slipped my left hand behind her up her short skirt and insinuated my fingers between the cleft of the protruding buttocks of her trim ass, brushing the dimpled rose of her ass-hole before moving forward against the resistance of her thighs towards her cunt. I took my lips from hers and looked into her frightened eyes. &#034Spread your legs,&#034 I said quietly but firmly. She looked back, wide-eyed at me but did not move. I squeezed slightly harder with my right hand and hurt her breast a little more. She gasped and stood bowlegged while I felt her cunt under her short skirt. She was flushed and panting as I pressed her back against the wall. I slightly released my grip on her breast until I just had her nipple between my thumb and forefinger. I began to squeeze and roll it as, ignoring her gasp, first of discomfort and then of pain, I began to kiss her again. I took my time with my pretty victim, kissing her thoroughly as I felt her wet cunt from behind and tortured her stiff nipple. At any time she could have begun to fight back, to struggle or even to try to knee me in the groin but her resistance appeared to ...

... have been broken. I took a firm hold on her stiff nipple and sat down on the chair. The pressure I was putting on her nipple caused her to bend forward. I continued pulling her down by the nipple until I had her reluctant trembling form spread on my lap at my complete disposal. Danielle laid limply and submissively across my lap her resistance for the moment appearing to be broken. She lay as I had put her, still being controlled by the pressure I was exerting on her nipple waiting in tense anticipation, head inverted, her read pony-tail spread on the bare floor of the utility room. Her dangling breasts were pressed against my left leg as I held her by the nipple and admired the sweet contour of her lush curves. The rounded contours of her trim skirt-covered bottom lay over my lap rather more to the right than to the left and she must have been aware of my stiff prick against her virtually bare cunt. Her long slim athletic legs, sheathed in dark stockings, were slightly parted and the toes of her high-heeled shoes sc****d on the bare floor. I had plenty of time and I took my time, knowing that waiting to see what would happen would build up Danielle's anxiety. I carefully arranged her on my lap exactly as I wanted her. I released her nipple now that she was completely under my control and reached down to feel her breasts arranging her so that I could enjoy the feeling of the soft springy flesh of her breasts pressing against the firm muscle of my calf as she dangled helplessly ...