Then she looked at Roger’s guest, and instantly blushed. “OHHH! I’m so sorry… I shouldn’t have…” “NO! God no, please… this is all a...mistake,” Roger stammered. “Please, just stay right here. I’ll be right back! DON’T LEAVE!” Roger practically carried Mrs. Buonafortuna to the elevator. He turned to see Karen looking at him with an astonished look on her face as the doors closed. *** When the doors opened, the hallway was empty. He wasn’t surprised. Still heaving from all the running, Roger. When she woke, she was naked lying on a wooden floor with metal cuffs restraining her hands and feet. Amy had no idea how long she had been lying there, only that she was stiff, hungry and thirsty. She screamed and screamed and screamed until her throat was so hoarse that all she could was whisper. No one came.Her mind finally cleared. She rolled over and began to study the room. It seemed like an empty bedroom in a house that had been recently vacated. She struggled to her feet. She hopped. Katie an eighteen year old student was new to living alone, only 3 weeks ago she moved out of her parents Manhattan home, living alone had become a new thing for Katie. Normally on a week night she'd catch up on college papers, or have early nights in watching programmes recorded off TiVo. Weekends got more exciting when her best friends Maria and Miranda would visit, they'd party up in NYC and sleepover at Katie’s, most times more than one night.But tonight Katie wasn't in the mood for. For good measure, I grabbed her hips and pulled her back on them hard, ensuring I was as deep inside her as I could be. I held that position for a few moments, purposely making my cock throb inside her. She glanced over her shoulder at me, and her lust-filled green eyes begged me to move. Of course, she needn’t have begged. Seeing her standing like that in the kitchen, me fucking her was a given. She was mine and I was going to have her. I moved my hips back slowly, then thrust them forward.