A security guard tours an empty office building late at night. On one floor, he finds a woman tied up and blindfolded. He proceeds to sexually assault her. Afterward, he pretends to rescue her and leaves her untied. The woman thanks him for being her "savior." Later, the security guard sees the woman around the office building and she still refers to him as her savior, while rumors spread that she is promiscuous with other men in the office.

1. Savior
"Well, that's about it. I was quite calm, nothing to report. Got a good shift, ya'hear."
"I plan to, Bob, I have a plan," I replied. "Tomorrow I'll see you at the same time."
Bob gave a flashlight and a baton in his cabinet, and then waved me goodbye.
I scanned the security monitors. Nothing to do. As security for the large downtown office building
has its ups and downs, but do night shifts was definitely one of the boring bits. Nothing happened.
Tours of the building could help pass the time until my next break donuts, I decided.
With my trusty flashlight and gun at my side, I rode the elevator up. Bing! 39th floor. Finkelstein and
colleagues, lawyers.
I opened the door to the office with my main key. My flashlight pierced the darkness to reveal ...
nothing. Course. Like a security camera shows nothing happened.
Again, I locked the door and went down the fire stairs to the next floor down. I was a little out of
breath by the time I reached the next office. Man, I really need to lose some weight and exercise
more. But on the other hand, has a large frame was thrown in my work.
OK, another office. Stephens and Tate advertising agency. The same solution:. Open the door, shine
a flashlight in, I see nothing of any interest, locking again
I strolled slowly to the 37th floor, housing GoldmanSmithLynch suite. There were some large
investment company or something. I did not really know what to do. But it did not matter, all I had to
do was take a quick look inside to unlock the door, poke his head, wave a flashlight around.
Except this time, I see something unusual. Lights in one of the corner offices. Maybe they just forgot
to turn the light off. I needed to check.
I pushed open the door to the office with a light on and the light spilled out into the rest of the set.
My eyes were so accustomed to the darkness the rest of the building that I was temporarily blinded
by the light. When my eyes finally adjusted to the glare, I could not believe what I saw in front of
him.
There was a woman bent over a table. At first I thought she was dead or unconscious, but then I saw
her writhing around on the table. I soon realized why it moves around like this:. She was tied to a
table and tried to get free
My first instinct was to rush and to free her, but then I stopped and pondered the situation. I looked
closer.
She was a small woman with straight black hair on the shoulders. She was blindfolded, but from
what I saw in her face, she was probably between 25 and 30 years. She had full, red lips that were
pursed with effort and annoyance.

2. She was wearing a knee beige dress, all business, but look sexy than her tight little body, especially
with her ass wiggling around. There were ropes around her ankles black, knee high leather boots,
then each rope tied to two legs of the table, so build it with his legs wide apart. Her wrists were tied
to the legs on the other side of the table, which was why he could not move from the bent over
position.
I stood in the doorway, savoring the delicious sight before all other things. The sign on the door said
"Amy Wong, Asian table." A handwritten poster on the side wall of said "Welcome aboard Amy!"
Pieces of the puzzle fell into place. Maybe you do not know what this company did, but I know his
reputation. They were known for their initiation ceremonies for new employees. More than once, the
security guards will have to save the new recruits this company from embarrassing situations. But
I've never seen before.
I looked at the woman again. Yeah, she looked Asian fine, even with a blindfold over her eyes, I could
not say. Man, I loved the look of asian chicks: their delicate, round face, their delicate bodies, their
smooth, smooth skin. I always wanted them, but I've never tasted oriental pussy. None of them is
particularly interested in an overweight, middle-aged man. I knew that once in a lifetime
opportunity.
Slowly, I crept up behind her. She stopped moving, as if finally sensed my presence.
"Jim, is that it?" she asked in a thick Chinese accent. "Barry? Steve? Let me go. You can have fun. Ha
ha. Let me go."
All right. She did not know who I am. I knew that I had to remain silent. I bent down slowly began to
lift the hem of her dress.
"What are you doing?" she snapped when she realized what was happening. "Stop it Mike?, Mike!"
She started fighting again, but her bonds held her tightly. I had no problem lifting her dress over her
round ass and clustering around her waist.
What a sight it is now. Its relatively short but shapely legs were now fully on display. Such a smooth,
porcelain skin. I wanted to feel and taste the beautiful skin now, but I resisted the temptation. I
wanted this one slow.
Bent over the table, when it was emphasized her round pert ass. She was wearing a black thong
panties and her seductive faces were clearly on display. Its futile to fight only her butt look sexy.
Man, I could not have all day!
"Let me go, now!" again protested. Then the stream that sounded like a Chinese curse words spewed
from his mouth.
Meanwhile, I looked around way to get those panties. There was no way I could just pull them off
because her feet were held so widely apart.
Finally I found what I was looking for - a pair of scissors. I am addicted to one side of the panties in
my left hand. Snip! Material snapped away on her other leg.
"What are you doing? Stop!"

3. I slowly grabbed the other's pants. Snip! Thong panties fell to the floor in a small heap. She cried
more, in a mixture of Chinese and English.
I stood back to admire my handiwork. I've never seen such a sexy look. Her famous pussy was now
on display at me. Her legs were completely bare, except for those spike-heeled leather boots, which
only emphasized her nakedness. A tight rope strained ankles highlighted her helplessness.
I got on my knees and pushed his face into her Honey Pot. I got as close as I could without touching
her, close enough to feel my hot breath on her bare pussy.
She stopped moving, humiliated. She had to know I was close.
I took a deep sniff, inhaling her intoxicating scent. I wanted to take it, but I was deliberately slowed
down, left thinks about what I might do next.
"No, no," she said as I held still for eternity.
Finally, I slipped tongue out and lightly touched her clitoris. She breathed softly.
"Please. Do not do it."
I threw my tongue on her clit again, and again she gasped loudly. The lips of her pussy becomes
visibly wet.
I became stronger now, licking her little button harder. Sounds did, she certainly did not mind. I
licked her cunt around a hole now, tasting her juices. I've always heard that Asian Pussy tasted
different, but I never knew it would taste so good. God, if a Chinese take-out it tasted good, I want it
every night!
The more I lapped at her clutches, of course, the more excited she was becoming. Her verbal
protests have now turned to moans of pleasure. I could tell he was close to cumming.
I licked and sucked her clit harder and faster now. Her panting became louder and faster.
And then I stopped.
Just before she got her climax, I quickly retreated. It was cruel, but I did not want her cum. Do not. I
wanted to leave her there, tied to the border and want more.
I let her catch her breath for a minute or two. Then I went up, until I was standing near her ear.
Slowly but firmly, I unzipped his fly. She heard the unmistakable sound and started to fight again.
"No, no," she whispered again.
I went back to her again opened his belt and let my pants sag. Z jumped my rock hard penis. My
penis was so long, maybe 7 or 8 inches or so, but all my friends said it was quite wide. Almost as
large Coke can. I'm a little body shape, I guess.
I just leaned his head against her wet opening. The veins on my thick shaft was throbbing, waiting to
slide into her love hole.

4. She felt my intruder push ever so slightly into her pussy. She began to wiggle her ass around, trying
to avoid the inevitable. But it did not bring the rope and the struggles of the moment, all the more
palatable.
"Not yet. Ahead. No. I have a great friend. On you."
I grabbed her hips and pushed the fraction of an inch in.
"Ungh! Not!" Her hole is stretched more and more as I continued my input. I had to work hard just
to prick my head in. She was feeling so tight, and there was a long way to go.
"Stop! Ty too big!" I wondered myself if it all fits. "I suck you! Can stop and I suck you instead!"
I considered it. It sure would be nice to have a hot Chinese slut blow my whistle meat, but I knew
what I wanted to do was fuck her tits off. And I knew exactly where I'd rather put my seed.
I pretended to pull a little bit, and he seemed relieved, but then I had a really hard move, burying my
bones in another inch or so.
"Oh! Ouch It hurts!" she cried. It was so tight that I had no doubt that it hurts. She probably never
go as big as I had. But I did not care. I still deeper drilling mercilessly, ignoring her pleas. "Stop! Ty
killing me! Please stop! STOP!"
With the last touch, I was all the way to its fully stretched cunt. I gave her a moment to get used to
accommodate its wide load, then I started reaming hard. To her scream louder when sounded more
like a moan of pleasure as I continued to pump her.
I looked and saw that we were faced with large floor-to-ceiling windows. Thanks to her, I could see
the whole city below us, a million lights and street offices stretched as far as the eye could see. In
the glass, I could dimly see the reflection of her blindfolded face contorted with intense pleasure and
pain.
It was like I was in heaven. I had a little oriental hottie impaled on my gun, swish lustfully as I
rammed her from behind. And I did it here in the upper part of the city, for everyone to see.
"Oh yeah!'re So big! Ooh, I like, I like!" She yelled between moans, sometimes slipping into Chinese
And then, suddenly, she came. Her screams built at ear-piercing before she descended into
inconsistency. At the same time, I felt the muscles inside her cunt contract rhythmically. I've never
felt anything like it, it was as if her pussy was repeatedly grasping and letting my penis.
It was all I could do to make it cum right there and then. I had to pause for a few seconds.
"No. Do not stop," she pleaded. "More than that. Really like. Do more, please."
No, I was too much of a gentleman to reject the request for the ladies, so I grabbed her hips still
safely and continued to slam her tail.
She was really getting into it now. She shook her head, groaned and made a small fist with hands
that strained the ropes holding her wrists.

5. And before I knew it, she orgasmed again, even more than last time. Again, her vagina started
squeezing my penis.
I could not stand it any longer. A few more strokes and I exploded inside her. My own climax took
forever; I had dumped gallons of my jizz inside her. But it was not enough for her insatiable pussy,
because it is still contracting, milking every last drop of my penis.
"Oh, oh, oh ..." she cooed, as we both back.
I pulled out and looked at my softening dick covered with a mixture of our love juices. I reached
down to grab the tattered remnants of her g-string and wiped his shaft clean. Again, I put it back on
the ground, carefully place it under her dripping pussy.
I gave uniform skirt and bent, but I have to release their ropes. It became clear to her that I had left
tied up here.
"Do not leave. Let me go."
I started to walk out.
"No, wait! Tell me your name I must know, how is your name?" asked when I closed the door quietly.
But I had other things to take care of. I quickly caught the elevator down to the security station. I
checked each monitor. All right. My little deed was caught on video tapes.
I waited 15 minutes and then returned to the 37th floor. I made a lot of noise from opening the front
door GoldmanSmithLynch offices as if they did their rounds before I went to Amy Wong rooms.
I opened the door. "Oh my God, madam! Are you okay!" I exclaimed in mock surprise.
"What are you? What is your name?" she cried.
"It's okay, it's okay. Was a security guard. Here, let me give you free," I assured her.
I took the scarf off to let her see my uniform. Now I could see her large, almond-shaped eyes. It was
actually quite stunning to look at. Innocent, but red hot.
She relaxed a little when she saw that I really was a security guard and I untied her. She looked a
little stiff stood, there is no doubt what my fucking intense as before tied up for so long.
"Oh, thank you, thank you!" gushed as she hugged me. "My savior!"
She paused before asking me, "Have you seen a man go out of the office? 10 minutes ago?"
I shook my head. "No, madam."
"Oh," was all he said, and looked a little sad.
"You sure you're okay?" I asked again, does a great acting job, though I say it myself.
"Yes.'m Going home," she said sadly.

6. I went to the window and looked out. "Nice view," I said. I saw her reflection in the window again.
She bent down and picked up the torn thong panties, now soaked with my cum. She sniffed it deeply
before putting in your purse.
She turned and walked unsteadily in their shoes. "Take care," I called after her.
***************
I saw Amy once in a while when I was on day shift. I heard about Vine, who slept with every man on
the 37th floor. It was said that she was going through each one looking for a Mr. Big, she was sure
existed. But so far, he was disappointed.
Her search eventually spread to other floors. Over time, her clothing has become less business as
more immoral. Low cut tops, short micro-mini skirts, heels whore. I've even heard rumors that she
had to wear pants to work.
I would have a raging erection every time I saw her. But I have always maintained their
professionalism, formally greeting her with "Good morning, madam. Glad to see you." She would
wave at me and said "hello", always referring to me as his "savior".