Foreword

"Come this way, baby," Helen Harte said to the man.

She took his hand and started to lead him off the street and up the narrow flight of stairs that led to her hotel room. She noticed that the man seemed to be uncomfortable, and thought, surely, that it must have been his first time.

Whenever she was with a man for the first time, she always tried to loosen him up. When she did, and they liked what she did, it always resulted in a better tip.

As the man followed her up the stairs, she wiggled her ass a little more. She opened the top few buttons of her dress, so that when she reached her apartment door and turned around, her large tits were practically falling out.

"Now, isn't this what you'd call a nice set?" she asked, rubbing her tits together and practically offering them to him.

"Nice," the man said, coldly.

Helen turned and opened her door. As she walked in, she flicked on the light. The room was rather dingy, and there was an old, large double bed and a rickety dresser. Helen walked over to the bed and started to strip.

The man stood near the door.

"Now," she said, "I'm into almost everything that a man could want. However, I draw the limit when it comes to being tied up. I was tied up once and the guy just ran off and left me tied, so no ropes, okay?"

As she spoke, she slid her dress off and opened her bra. Her large tits popped out and she rubbed her red nipples.

The man moved a little closer, and closer still when she pulled down her panties, revealing her thick blonde bush and red, wet pussy lips.

She smiled at him as he reached out and touched one of her nipples. However, she was still a little upset about the fact that he hadn't opened his trench coat. She moved her hand to his crotch and started to stroke him through his coat.

He was completely limp.

"Come on," she said. "I'll do anything you want."

Suddenly the man pulled out a knife and pushed her down on the bed. He moved the knife to her throat and touched her.

"I want what you won't give, but I'm going to get it anyway," he said.

Just then, Helen saw a piece of thick cord dangling from his pocket...