Abducting Lola by Anna Mann

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Abducting Lola

(Anna Mann)


Lola turned to the window, then felt a wave of intense nausea wash over her.
The clothes were gone, her bra, skirt and thong.
Maybe I'm in the wrong room? Her mind fought for a logical explanation. But this is the room she groaned, there was the vine that she'd used as a washing line, and there was her jacket draped over the fallen beam.
"I'm not alone." she whispered, her voice so low that the words barely emerged. Feeling vulnerable she snatched up the jacket and slipped it on. It hid her tits but did nothing to hide her pussy and ass.
Someone is outside, and they stole my clothes.
"Pervert!" she hissed as she imagined some dirty old man sniffing her sodden thong.
"Perverts!" a voice called out from the window, "In the plural." he laughed as Lola spun around. "And what do you expect if you strip naked then prance around shaking that big ass, and bouncing those floppy tits."
Lola lowered a hand until it was covering her mound, then gave the man a cold hard stare. "I would appreciate it if you stopped playing games and returned my clothes. Give them back now and I might be convinced to forget that you put me in such an embarrassing situation."
There was something about his grin that chilled Lola to the bone. He looked strong and hard, muscles rippled under his shirt, his trimmed beard added to the aura of rustic strength that surrounded him. He looks like the kind of guy who wrestles bulls... and wins she told herself as she began to re-evaluate her position.
And he said perverts, so there is more than one guy out there.
It's just what I imagined and almost hoped for she lamented, the idea of a group of guys watching her nudity, except in my imagination they are supposed to stay at a distance and just look.
"Look," she tried to smile, "You've had your fun, you caught me being silly, and you've made sure that I'm embarrassed... so can't you please just give me my clothes back and let me leave."
"We've had our fun?" he scoffed. "Oh dear, you don't seem to be very bright do you. Our fun is only just beginning, and there isn't a fucking thing that you can do to stop us."