can fuck me if you want to.
Finally he pulled the cab up in front of her building and shut off the motor, Mona stared at him in the mirror. She made no effort to get out. He turned his head and gland at her over his shoulder.
'Isn't this it?' He stared suggestively at her tits that rose and fell beneath her thin blouse.
Mona simply stared at him, speaking again with her eyes. Fuck me. Fuck me. You can fuck me.
'Isn't this it?' he repeated softly.
'Do you have some place you can take me?' she whispered.
His cruel mouth twisted into a mocking grin. His eyes drifted again down to her tits.
'That depends on where you want to go.'
'I want to go crazy.' She shifted her shoulders so that her firm out-thrusting tits swayed beneath the cloth.
'What kind of crazy do you want to go?'
'I'll bet you can figure that out.'
'Why don't you tell me,' he said. 'Because you already know.' Suddenly he reached out, and raw two callused fingers along her check. 'But I want to hear it from you.'
'I… I…' Mona trembled at the feel of his goaded fingers against her cheek.
He ran one thick bony knuckle across her quivering lips. 'Is it hard?'
'I don't know, is it?' she whispered.
He smiled back at her and slowly nodded. His hand slid down from her face to her neck, down to the top buttons of her blouse. Quickly he unbuttoned the first two and slipped his hand under the cloth. He clasped one of her tits and tweaked the swollen nipple. Mona gasped.
'I can't take you anywhere,' he whispered. 'It's like kidnapping. And rape, if you change your mind later.'
'I won't,' she breathed.
'Why not here?' he said, indicating her own apartment building.
'I have a roommate.'
His hands roamed over her tits, squeezing and cupping them, pulling the lone thick nipples, rolling them in his fingers. She shut her eyes and clenched her teeth, enjoying the feel of it. But she knew they couldn't just sit here in the cab doing this. Someone would see them.
'Maybe she's, not home,' he said. 'Why don't you go up and check?'
Mona bit her lower lip and nodded. She was afraid. 'Come with me?' she said in a small voice. 'Can seized by the fear that he would not wait. Can you leave the cab?'
'For you,' he chuckled softly. 'For you… I can do anything.'
The word 'anything' made her cunt gush and throb. Oh God, if Amy was home, what would she do!
But inside the apartment she found Amy's note on the coffee table. Amy had gone skiing for the weekend. She would not be back until Monday.
Mona turned to the cab driver. 'She won't be back tonight,' she whispered, her voice choked with fear and excitement.
She didn't dare tell him how long Amy would be gone. Somehow that would make her even more vulnerable to him than she had already made herself. She went back to the front door and this time fastened both the chain and the bolt lock. She had no idea what she and the cab driver would get involved in. But she had a feeling it wouldn't be something she would like anyone else ever to know about.
He stood in the center of the room. He grinned at her. 'What's your name?'
'It's… Ca… Carol,' she said. 'Carol. Don't tell me yours.'
'You don't want to know my name? Is that part of the going crazy you mentioned?'
'You could say that.'
'What other kinds of crazy did you have in mind?'
'I… I really don't know,' Mona murmured, though she did know in a way. 'What… would you like to do to me?' She looked away from his eyes.
'Silly question.'
'No… I mean besides that. I mean, how would you like to… go about it?' She blushed hotly.
He pondered the question for a moment. 'I'd like to tie you up.'
Mona's heart fluttered. She gulped. 'And then what?'
'Oh, I wouldn't beat you or anything. Don't worry.' He stared at her for a moment as if to say that not everyone was as kinky as she was. 'It's not my style. But you're the one who said you wanted to go crazy. I just want to tie you up so you can't get away while I'm driving you crazy.'
'How… how do I know you're telling the truth?' she asked meekly.
'Would I lie to you?' he grinned.
'I don't know. Maybe you would.' But she knew it didn't matter. She would surrender herself to him no matter what. That was what horrified her.
He shrugged his powerful shoulders. 'I guess you'll just have to trust me. You're the one who wants to go crazy. If you just want a regular little…'
'No, no,' Mona interrupted him eagerly, 'maybe you want to. But only if you promise not to hurt me.'
He could see how frightened she was. He crossed the room and put his rough fingers softly on her cheek. 'Only as much as you want,' he said. 'I promise.'
'Really?'
'Really.'
He kissed her again and removed her blouse at the same time. He squeezed her naked breasts, kneading them, cupping the full springy mounds and rubbing his thumbs over her pulsing nipples. He bit her neck gently, then slid his mouth down the smooth flesh toward her shoulder and sank his teeth into it. Shivers zipped through Mona.
'Aiii!' she yelped. 'Oh! Oooooh!'
His lips found her aching nipples and tore at them. Waves of heat shimmered through her tits. He dug his fingers into the springy round globes, hurting her, but beautifully, while he sucked her taut nipples.
When she was unable to bear it any longer, she pushed him away. 'I… I thought you wanted to tie me up,' she whispered excitedly.
He nodded. 'You're beautiful,' he said.
'Thank you.' Mona looked down and shivered sharply as he rolled her stiff wet nipples in his fingers.
'What'll we tie you with? Do you have any rope?'
'I don't think so. Ohhhh, oh God that feels good! Quick, let's find something.'
The two of them rapidly searched the apartment. Mona found a discarded pair of Amy's pantyhose in the bathroom hamper. She stood there with them hanging from her hand, staring at them. My gad, she thought. He's going to tie me up and fuck me. He's going to rape me and hurt me. And I want him to! I want it! What am I doing?
But she didn't, have long to think about it. He appeared in the bathroom doorway clutching two extension cords in one hand. A hot tremor shot up her cunt as she saw them dangling from his fist.
Mona almost gagged with fear as she realized she was getting deeper and deeper into this. If she were going to back out, she would have to do it quickly.
He was her fear. 'What's the matter? You lose your nerve?'
'You have to promise you won't hurt me,' she whimpered.
'I won't… I won't,' he soothed her. He took the pantyhose from her. 'This is probably enough. Let me see your bed.'
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Mona took him to her bedroom and shut the door behind them. Together they peeled the bedclothes off the bed and he tested the strength of the headboard with his hands.
