Amelie part 1

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Amelie part 1We don´t know much about Amelie. We don´t need to know much, but the very basic things; that she is a woman in her late twenties and that we will make her live in the suburbs of a larger European city and that she commutes to the city on a daily basis. We also know that, for some reason, she suddenly began to end up in situations that most people wound find very, very intimidating. There was no obvious reason for this sudden change, but we know that things started to happen on a Wednesday afternoon in February 2016.She had called the plumber a few days before and had explained about a small problem with a shower drain and he had promised to be there Wednesday, around 10. He showed up after 2!She showed him to the bathroom and there was fire in her blue eyes. She did not like to be kept a fool.“It´s the shower…”The plumber took the shower-head, pointed it towards Amelie and turned the water full on. She let out a short scream, as her shirt and t-shirt became soaked in cold water.“Shower works…”“It´s the shower-drain, you…imbecile..”His face became pale. Then her quickly grabbed one of her wrists, held it firmly.“I get angry when people call me that…Don´t call me that, not if you want me to fix your drain, you slut..”Her mouth formed a silent “O”. She sakarya escort was not used to this.“Slut..?!”“Yeah, you run around with the shirt all soaked so I can see your tits…bitch”Before she could react, he had caught he other hand as well. In a few seconds he held both her wrists in one of his large hands. Her eyes widened and it felt as if her heart skipped a few beats.“If i´m gonna fix your drain, you need to do..thinks for me…you slut…”She gasped. He undid her belt, opened the top button in her jeans.“Please…”He ripped her shirt open all the way. Buttons flew around in the small bathroom. She was trying to get free, but wasn´t very successful. “Stand still, bitch…”“But..”“You know that you want you drain fixed…and this is how it works…”She took a deep breath. Could this really be happening?There was no way she could get another plumber, not this week. “I…understand, sir..” she said, suddenly knowing that this would be the new her, the new normal. Her shirt came off. Her hands were tied with the sleeves.“You want this way…you know you that, don´t you..little bitch…”“I…think so..”she said, frowning. He had one large hand on her tits now. The cold water had made her nipples hard under the t-shirt. This was so different. She felt at adapazarı escort home. The legs buckled under her and she dropped to her knees in the shower booth.“You must be a good girl, now..”“I must..try to…be a good girl…”She closed her eyes and leaned slightly forwards. Hear the sound of his fly coming down. “Suck it, bitch…”When she tried to speak, she had his cock on her lips. Already hard. He put a hand on the back of her head, as she began to suck. “You know…your life will be so much easier, if you learn to let men have it their way, bitch…think about that!”She couldn´t answer, his cock filled her mouth. She tried to get free. No such luck. Could he be right?She gasped as he pulled his cock away and then he dragged her over to the toilet bowl, put the lid down and made her lie face down across it. Quick fingers opened her jeans and pulled them down to her knees. Another short scream, as he turned the water on again, aiming it at her rear. This could simply NOT be happening!Dirty..slut” he mumbled. His finger began to investigate her pussy. But it must certainly felt as if it really WAS happening, and Amelie knew that she was wet. Not just from his splashing. She bit her lower lip, as a finger penetrated her. “I don´t believe this, crazy bitch” sakarya escort bayan he said, “ it is a shame I have to be with yet another customer very soon…”She didn´t reply, lying front down across the closed lid of the toilet seat. Two fingers fucking her, and a strong hand on her shoulder made sure she wouldn´t try to get up. And he hadn´t even looked at her clogged drain yet!He moved behind her, placed himself on his knees between her legs.“You know…there is so much you need to get done in this bathroom…”His cock slid slowly up her pussy. Amelie frowned and closed her eyes. He WAS a pig, an a****l, but it did feel just right.“I can get you a new faucet, whore…”The plumber had begun to fuck her. She was helpless. She suddenly knew she wanted to be helpless.“Not now, but soon, bitch…a brand new faucet…would you like that?“please..” was all she could say. Why was things so easy today?She stuffed some of her shirt into her mouth, she knew that he could hear her loud moaning and possibly also Mrs Schmidt downstairs as well, if she did´t do something to quiet down. “Oh, yeah, bitch..”And Amelie came…It was so wrong and so absolutely wonderful at the same time. Why did it have to happen so easy this time?The plumber came too, emitting sound not unlike a large, wounded a****l.She remained lying across the toilet seat, as he spend a minutes unclogging the drain. When he rose, his penis was still hanging out his fly.”I can also look at your toilet…”“No..not…now..Just…untie me, so that I can pay you..”

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