Date: Wed, 22 Apr 98 09:45:38 +0100 ( + )
From: cathykay <cathykay@btinternet.com>
Subject: Lift

He went down the hall to the elevator and pressed the button,
Humming to himself as he waited. A couple walked by, and he
examined her with a smirk, ignoring her companion. He had little to
Fear, after all. At six feet seven, his chalk white body rippling
with muscles, his shaved head gleaming, few indeed were the men
willing to challenge his right to do as he pleased.
The elevator door opened and he stepped in, automatically
noticing it was already occupied by a woman.. It was only as the
doors were closing again that he noticed just how gorgeous Cathy was.
Cathy turned to look up at the elevator lights, carefully
avoiding looking at him. He didn't care. He stared at her openly,
admiringly. Cathy was wearing a pair of jogging shorts and a tank top
cut off above her belly button. Her long brown hair was wound in a
thick tail that hung down her back, the bangs kept out of her face
by a headband.
Cathy noticed him staring, and nervously flicked her eyes from
the lights to him then back. He continued to stare. Cathy had nice
long legs, and a good set of tits inside the tank top. Her face was
sleek, intelligence in her soft brown eyes.
"You got a nice set of milk jugs there, baby," he said softly.
Her eyes widened and Cathy tensed up but said nothing.
"You hear me, baby?"
Still Cathy said nothing, moving slightly further from him,
until her
shoulder touched the wall.
"Nice legs too." He gripped her arm and twisted her around a
little so her back was to him.
"Nice round ass too."
"Leave me alone!" Cathy cried, jerking her arm away and backing
into the corner of the elevator. Cathy folded her arms over her chest
and stared up at him in fear and anger.
"Let's see those tits," he leered. "I wan know if they as
White as the rest of you."
"I'll scream!" Cathy warned.
"Who gives a shit, baby? Ain't nobody gonna hear you."
He took a batch of keys out of his pocket and studied them for
a moment, then tried to fit one into the elevator panel. It didn't
work. He tried another. It slid in easily but wouldn't turn. He
sighed and tried a third. This one worked and he switched the
elevator off, then to service.
"Wha... what are you doing?" Cathy gasped.
"Jus givin' us a little time," he grinned.
He moved against her then, he pressed into her. Cathy brought
her hands up against his chest, pushing feebly at him as her lower
lip began to tremble. He gripped the back of her head in one hand
and mashed his lips against hers. His other hand slid down her back
and cupped her full round ass, his fingers kneading it through the
thin shorts.
Cathy struggled weakly, moaning and whimpering as his tongue
pushed into her mouth. His heavily muscled white body pressed her
into the wall as he darted his tongue about inside her oral fuck
hole. His hand tightened on her ass, then gripped her shorts and
just ripped them apart.
Cathy cried out, the sound muffled by his mouth. His fingers had
torn the shorts right off, leaving her only in her panties. A
second later he'd torn those apart as well and her narrow brown
bush around her tiny but stiff cock was bared to his questing fingers.
He cupped her balls as her legs jerked and twisted helplessly.
He palmed her cock mound, then began rubbing it with his fingers as
he pulled back on her head and jammed his lips even harder against
hers. He forced a finger up her tight ass lips and
wiggled it around inside the struggling transvestites arse hole.
He chuckled cruelly, his hand gripping her thick pony tale and
jerking it down hard. Cathy cried out in pain as he forced her head
back hard. Trying to keep from falling backwards, her legs slid
automatically apart and he squeezed her creaming cock in a tight grip, 
his fingers cupping her buttocks from beneath even as he ground the
heel of his palm into her soft meat.
He let go of her a bare instant, his hand gripping
her tank top and tearing it off her with a loud ripping of fabric.
He tore her bra off next, shredding it as he had the rest of her
clothes and leaving her utterly naked before him.
The woman was a deep shade of red, her face a mask of fright
and humiliation as Cathy whimpered and sobbed. His hand rubbed at her
anus hard, then he bent and ran his tongue across her left tittie,
sliding it around her nipple, then over it. He closed his big lips
on her nipple and sucked hard as he thrust a finger high into hertight ass again.
Cathy jerked and trembled and thrashed weakly, but was too weak
and too frightened to put up any real defence. he sucked her nipple
up into his mouth then closed his teeth around it and bit down.
"Ohhhh! OooooooH! PPplleeeeassse!" Cathy wept. He bit harder and
Cathy cried out in agony. He thrust a second finger up into her
asshole, pumping them hard, using her violently.
His mouth moved off her nipple and he opened it wide, then bit
down on her tit again, then again, then again. He moved his lips
quickly across the soft white mound, licking and biting cruelly. He
shifted his face to the other tit, biting it all over as he forced
a third finger up into her tight little hole, using her shit as lube.
He pulled back abruptly, remembering how little time there
was. He sighed, hating to rush things but aware of the danger,
should the super discover the locked elevator and release it. He
flung her against the far wall. Cathy turned terrified eyes on him as
Cathy tried to cover her naked body with hands and arms.
"Turn around," he snarled. Cathy gasped in new fear and then
slowly, her body shaking, Cathy turned her back to him.
"Now get down on all fours like the bitch in heat you are,
slut," he growled.
Cathy sobbed louder, but slowly eased herself down on her knees,
then onto all fours, her head down.
"Spread those legs, whore!" he snapped, "And raise that white
ass up higher."
Cathy complied, whimpering and whining as he dropped to his
knees behind her. His hands cupped her ass cheeks, stroking and
squeezing the soft flesh as he admired the view. He slid one hand
under her, cupping and rubbing her fuck mound as he undid his fly
and brought out his hard cock, the white meat glistening with
sweat.
He pressed the knob against her crack and eased it inside as
her trembling grew wilder and more uncontrollable. Cathy moaned
loudly as he forced her ass open and slid the first inch of hot
white cock into her. Then he gripped her hips in both hands and
thrust hard, driving half his prong into her at once.
Cathy screamed, then burst into fresh sobbing. He thrust again,
and again, burying his thick white fuck tool inside her tight
belly. He moved his hips in slow circles, tearing his cock around
inside her guts. His hands slid up and down her sides, feeling the
harsh pumping of her chest. As he watched she atarted to piss.
He began to fuck his cock up and down inside her, his hands
fisting her fat, hanging breasts, squeezing and kneading them. His
fingers dug into her soft meat, pinching it. He mashed them flat
against her ribs, then let them drop and encircled them, squeezing
from the sides, mashing them into hard balls of distended meat.
He loomed over her, bending forward, his hips slowly grinding
into her buttocks as he brought his chest down against her back.
His hands pressed flat against the floor of the elevator cab right
next to her own hands.
He thrust into her with hard strokes, his cock sliding
steadily out then thrusting in hard, sliding back out then
thrusting in hard. Each deep penetrating thrust rocked her body
forward and brought a cry from her whimpering lips.
He began to really give it to her then, his body humping
wildly, his cock slicing back and forth between her tormented ass
and the base of her balls, his cock smashing heavily into her appendix 
as his hips slapped into her buttocks.
His cock spiked into her crap tunnel, almost lifting her
forward off her knees with each harsh, cruel thrust. He growled and
bit down on the side of her throat, his teeth tearing at her flesh
as he pounded her shaking, trembling, jiggling body with his own
heavily muscled frame.
Then he came, his juice blasting down into her hot little arse,
sluicing down into her very stomach. He arched his back, grabbing her
long pony tail and tearing her head up and back, jerking her up off
her hands and bending her back against him as he sent wad after wad
shooting up into her tight belly.
Cathy screamed as he jerked her head back. He pulled on her pony
tail like he was reining in a wild horse, forcing her back hard
against him as his cock pumped sperm up into her shit pipe. He
jammed his free hand down between her legs and squeezed her cock
savagely, mashing her cunt balls around his pecker as Cathy gave a
wail of agony and terror, but continued to send jets of her own 
spunk flying.
He grunted and sighed in satisfaction, letting her arse milk
his juice from his tight balls.
He laughed and let her hair go, shoving her back onto her
face. He slapped her ass, drawing another squeal from the trembling
woman. He put his cock back in his pants and started to rise, then
halted. He grabbed her wrists and pulled them up behind her back,

pressing her face into the floor. He pulled her thick pony tail
down and wound it around her wrists, then tied it tightly.
He stood then and pressed the button for the basement. The
woman continued to kneel there with her face against the floor,
whimpering and whining.
He picked up her torn fragments of clothing and stuffed them
into his bag, then grabbed her by the hair and pulled her to her
feet. He held her panties in one hand and pressed them against her
mouth until Cathy opened her lips, then he forced them completely
inside.
"You do what you're told, boy-girl," he glared.
The elevator doors opened and he pulled her out. Her hands
were pulled up tightly behind her neck and he gripped her hair,
pushing her forward ahead of him. They went out into the empty
garage, her feet, still clad in tennis shoes, scuffling on the
pavement.
He opened the trunk of his car and flung her into it, then
slammed the trunk shut. Nobody saw anything. He got into the car
and drove home. It would be a long night, a night of unspeakable
fun with his little toy. In the morning he'd set her free, perhaps,
if Cathy were good, he'd even give her a copy of the videos he
would make.
He smiled. Life was good.


Let Cathkay know what you think - I am unshockable - so e-mail me at 
Cathykay@btinternet.co.uk - and please if it is not dirty enough for 
you, if you are wondering when Cathy is going to get pissed on and 
gangraped, then send your suggestions to me as soon as you can!


Hugs
Cathykay