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Pounded, Pumped & Ravished on the Elevator
(Traci Wilde)

"You have the most amazing body," he whispered.

Amber knew that wasn't true. She wasn't ugly, not by any means ??" she had dark black hair and gray eyes, and she knew most considered her face to be cute, some even said pretty, but she had been working at the ad agency for six years, sitting on her ass at the front desk most of every day. She exercised some, tried to eat healthy, but she was far from the body she had before she joined the every-day workforce.

Still, hearing him say those words sent a little tremor of excitement through her.

He pushed her blouse back, down off her shoulders, then kissed her shoulders, along her collar bone, hands now playing along her sides, to her hips. 

"Unfortunately, my dear, I have to get back to work."

With that he slipped his pants back on, fastened the button and his belt buckle. then smiled.

"You're not going to leave me here?"

"On now, dear, that...well, yes I am."

That fear grew. She jerked against the rope holding her wrists tight, binding her to the rail.

"No, you can't." Amber heard her voice grow shrill at the prospect.

He stepped back to her, propping his arm against the wall next to her head. 

"I gave you a choice, told you I'd let you go free, and your choice was to give yourself over to me. You are mine, my dear, and I will decide what I can and can't do." The shine in his eyes, the smile on his face, now took on an ominous tint. 

He pulled a cloth from his pocket, lifted it toward her face, and then her world went black as he tied the cloth around her head, over her eyes, and tied it tight.

"What..why are??""

"Enough of that," he said, finger against her lips. 

Then she felt something else ??" something round, like a hard rubber ring, against her lips.  She closed her mouth, clenched as tightly as she could, Amber felt something against her right thigh, something small, hard, and then a jolt of electricity shot into her thigh, rolling up and down her body, leg muscles going into painful spasms for several seconds. Then the electricity was turned off, the object moved away.

"Open your mouth, or next time I leave it on even longer," he said.

Amber whimpered, but did as he instructed. The ring was pushed inside her mouth, then she felt straps of some sort around her face, up over her head, all joined and snapped behind her head.

She realized what it was ??" an O-ring gag, propping her mouth open wide. She could still make noise, but wouldn't be able to form any words.

"No, please," she tried saying, but all that she heard was "O, es." Then she felt a great long strand of droll rolled from her mouth, hung from her chin. She shook her head from side to side, calling ??" mumbling ??" for T.C. to let her go. 

She felt the hard object against her thigh again, electricity shooting through her body, her leg muscles spasming, out of control, her whole body moving involuntarily. 

The electricity stopped. T.C. laughed.

"Sorry, my dear, I just love seeing your leg muscles twitch like that. Maybe later we can play with my little zapper. Until then, I leave you to what the day may hold."

She felt his lips on her neck, kissing, tongue tasting her. Then he , group as gone. She heard a click, then the elevator began moving for a few seconds, before stopping again. She heard a ding, heard the doors slipping open.

"Don't worry, my dear, I'll be back later. Until then, I may send some of my friends your way."

"Oooh, oooh, eeese," she cried, pulling as hard as she could on the ropes.

The door slide shut and the elevator began moving down again, and Amber fought to keep from panicking, and wondered what T.C. had in store for her. 

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