Teddy Gets Burned - Sex Stories

Teddy Gets Burned

... its’ bracket, she pulled the safety pin, so it was ready to spray. Holding the nozzle at the ready, her hand near the trigger in case Teddy checked the utility closet when he came chasing after her in a moment or two. Glancing about once more, her eyes lit on two jugs of drain cleaner with warning labels “danger” “poison” “corrosive,” “avoid contact with skin or eyes” and grabbed one, opening the cap. She held her breath as she heard a key unlock the entry door and Teddy moving through the room toward the open one. A few seconds after she heard the door to the other office swing, bang, as she eased open the utility room door, heading for the door that would get her back to the freight elevator, extinguisher clutched under one arm and the drain cleaner in her other hand. As she reached the elevator, a door banged open behind her, heard Teddy come towards her, cursing, screaming profanity at her as he charged around the corner. The elevator door was opening for her as he came around the edge of the alcove. His eyes were wide with rage and his nostrils flared like a wild horse, as he headed at her, out of control like a runaway train. Chandra gripped the nozzle and squeezed the trigger. The lime green chemical spray hit Teddy full in the face, squarely in his open mouth, blinding his wide-open eyes. He faltered as he surged forward so she stepped aside as he came at the spot where she’d been a second before, kept spraying the chemical at him as he flailed and tripped, falling ...

... to his knees. Without thinking, Chandra raised the now nearly empty cylinder, striking Teddy on the head. It wasn’t a killing blow, but it stunned him and he fell, rolling onto his back. Quickly she lodged the extinguisher in the open door of the elevator to keep it from leaving without her. She lunged for Teddy’s big key ring, pulling her hand free as he tried to grab her by the wrist, and threw the keys into the elevator. She was about to dive in after them and make her escape when she saw the big jug of drain cleaner she’d seized in the utility room. Teddy was lying on the floor, half-conscious, gasping like a trout out of water, zipper still open from the rape attempt. Chandra uncapped the bottle, pouring half in the gap in the front of his trousers and splashed the rest in his face, including his open mouth, where some ran down his chemical caked throat. Teddy was screaming as she pushed the ‘door close’ button of the elevator. The last thing she saw was him writhing on the floor, clutching his throat, clawing at his eyes... She ran the elevator down to the parking garage before she remembered the video surveillance camera there and pushed the button for the loading dock, two levels lower. She had her face hidden as a precaution when the door opened into the darkened loading dock, but couldn’t see any cameras. Switching the elevator off with Teddy’s key, she left it locked at loading dock level, walking briskly along the canopied lane where trucks backed in to offload ...