Still, that idea, of being caught, being helpless? Xxnx But the next one I found was more exciting than anything I’d ever expected. Sometimes I imagined they’d drag me into their car and take me home, then keep me tied down in their basement and rape me every day. I mean, I didn’t understand it at the time. I was into that stuff as a girl, knights and wizards and dragons. But this one was different. My mind knew where it wanted to go, but I don’t think I was quite ready to let it. Completely muffled. Most teen year old girls would be bored by this, of course. I’d imagine someone coming into my room then – coming to my bed and holding me down… After hours of teasing I began to touch myself in earnest, imagining he’d decided to fuck me once again.
