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A maniac laugh echoed around the room, calmly Sandy Rox deduced what she could from it; she smiled, thinking of the silly games her boyfriend would play with her. She always won, despite any restraints he gave her; being blinded and tied to a chair would make no difference this time. She felt the silky touch of a long glove along her leg, as it crept up her skirt; childishly she giggled and squirmed to put him off, knowing that she’d give in eventually.
He seemed a little more persistent than usual, not playfully giving up when she squirmed, but instead continuing to pull at her underwear. She shrugged this thought off with the explanation of the hard day he must have had. His hand slipped between her legs, with a bizarre snake-like quality that she had not seen before and as he stripped her of the remaining lower clothing.
The removal of her upper clothing was also very different; he didn’t care to touch, as much as just to remove it with the utmost speed. He was almost rough with her, as she felt the gloved hand untying her from the chair. Her blonde hair flicked as she tested her lack of restraints, her chest bounced and her shoulders shook rippling her whole body.
Her face was still blindfolded, but she enjoyed her freedom. She began to wrap herself around him, making a small show for him, as she gleefully assured that her breasts bounced into his face. She jumped as she felt him begin to move, as suddenly he shoved her into a wall, penetrating her painfully. She took a deep breath, slightly confused.
Light flooded her eyes as the blindfold was moved aside slightly.
“Boo.”
She shrieked, her flight instinct quickly kicking in as the face staring at her, unblinkingly, unforgiving, began to move closer to her. She struggled against the wall, desperately trying to get away. He pushed into her again, this time her neck limply flicking backwards, her head hitting the wall as she fell to the ground.

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A maniac laugh echoed around the room, calmly Sandy Rox deduced what she could from it; she smiled, thinking of the silly games her boyfriend would play with her. She always won, despite any restraints he gave her; being blinded and tied to a chair would make no difference this time. She felt the silky touch of a long glove along her leg, as it crept up her skirt; childishly she giggled and squirmed to put him off, knowing that she’d give in eventually.
He seemed a little more persistent than usual, not playfully giving up when she squirmed, but instead continuing to pull at her underwear. She shrugged this thought off with the explanation of the hard day he must have had. His hand slipped between her legs, with a bizarre snake-like quality that she had not seen before and as he stripped her of the remaining lower clothing.
The removal of her upper clothing was also very different; he didn’t care to touch, as much as just to remove it with the utmost speed. He was almost rough with her, as she felt the gloved hand untying her from the chair. Her blonde hair flicked as she tested her lack of restraints, her chest bounced and her shoulders shook rippling her whole body.
Her face was still blindfolded, but she enjoyed her freedom. She began to wrap herself around him, making a small show for him, as she gleefully assured that her breasts bounced into his face. She jumped as she felt him begin to move, as suddenly he shoved her into a wall, penetrating her painfully. She took a deep breath, slightly confused.
Light flooded her eyes as the blindfold was moved aside slightly.
“Boo.”
She shrieked, her flight instinct quickly kicking in as the face staring at her, unblinkingly, unforgiving, began to move closer to her. She struggled against the wall, desperately trying to get away. He pushed into her again, this time her neck limply flicking backwards, her head hitting the wall as she fell to the ground.