Old School Ties By Steve Villa - d2502CHRISTINA-They tied me up in my bra and girdle!

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d2502CHRISTINA-They tied me up in my bra and girdle!

As the door creaked open, Christina Carter's heart thudded in her chest. She held her breath, hoping against hope that she wouldn't be caught. But alas, it was too late. A figure emerged from the shadows, their gaze fixated on the intruder who dared to trespass.



"Christina...?" the voice trailed off, their tone filled with disappointment. She swallowed thickly, her throat suddenly parched. "I thought I told you to stay away from here." The figure approached her slowly, their footsteps echoing through the empty room.



Suddenly, strong hands gripped her shoulders and spun her around. Her breath caught in her throat as she found herself face-to-face with the person she least expected. It was Mr. Thompson, her high school history teacher.



His eyes bore into hers, his expression unreadable. Without a word, he grabbed the hem of her shirt and yanked it over her head, revealing her black lace bra. He didn't stop there. With determined fingers, he unfastened her girdle, pushing it down her hips to reveal her rounded stomach and the curve of her thighs.



"Well, well, well," he muttered, his eyes raking over her exposed body. A cruel smile twisted his lips. "I didn't realize you were so interested in this old school tie." His voice was cold, cutting through her like a knife.



Before she could react, he grabbed both of her wrists and bound them together behind her back. She tried to struggle, but it was no use. He was far too strong for her. With a sinister gleam in his eye, he retrieved a piece of rope from his pocket and started tying it around her ankles, binding them tightly together.



By now, she was trembling uncontrollably. Her body felt hot and flushed, and she could feel the blood pounding in her ears. She wanted to scream, to cry out for help, but she knew that no one was coming.



Mr. Thompson stood up, his gaze fixed on her. "You've really done it this time, Christina. I thought you were smarter than this." He chuckled darkly, the sound sending shivers down her spine.



And then, without warning, he snatched a piece of cloth from the floor and stuffed it into her mouth. It tasted foul and dusty, but she couldn't bring herself to spit it out. She could only watch in horror as he tied it tightly around her head, securing it in place.



With that, he turned and walked away, leaving her there. Bound, gagged, and helpless. She could only imagine what he had planned for her next. But one thing was certain: she had never felt so small, so vulnerable, or so turned on in all her life.

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