#340690 - Off in the far distance the drone of a motor hopefully coming to rescue me from my predicament. A hand grabs the front of my sport bra pulling it away from my skin, something cold, metallic pierces touches my skin before I being split apart, then the straps being cut and my sport bra falls to the ground in front of me Struggling to get free, feeling the cool night air on my bare skin of my stomach, through my jacket the feel of something hard in the middle of my back, realizing I’m tied to the tailgate of an open truck I hear one speak. Something strong and tight pressing against the wrist fabric of my bush jacket, then my legs being widen and something strong and just as tight being wrapped around my stocking legs just above my ankle.
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