Trapped In Pantyhose Novels & Stories

The man growled at her, his alcoholic breath fanning her face. “No and I don’t want to know who you are?” She twisted her face in disgust which had him chuckle darkly sending a shiver down her body. She struggled to free herself when she felt his hands grabbing her hips and pulling her closer towards him and she felt something hard pressing against her core. At first she didn’t realize but soon when that hard thing twisted, making her aware of its awake state, her eyes bulge out of its socket , panic surged through her body and with her hands she pushed his chest more to free herself from his steal like arms.

Clothes are flung everywhere, and there's a pyramid of beer cans on the table. "This... is not going to work," I mutter, stepping into the living room. "What?" he shrugs. A bright pair of blue panties catches my eye. Using my pointer finger and thumb like tweezers, I tug them out of the gray chair and hold them up. They're so small I couldn't fit one leg in them. Is that the kind of girls Max is into?

I'd already had my share of disappointments in life. I went home with her panties burning a hole in my pocket, and when I got there, I realized it wasn't just one pair - it was two. I'd put Ana's panties in my pocket when I took them off and didn't give them back. God, these panties! What had gotten into me? I already had one that I should have returned, but I couldn't resist taking the other one too, even if unconsciously, as a reminder of the incredible night she'd given me - one that wouldn't happen again. A pair of tiny panties in garish colors, one lime green and the other red. I had to be having some kind of psychiatric issue to be turning into a panty thief. This had to be some sort o

He felt as if there was an invisible wall in front of him, firmly trapping him in place. This strange situation made it appear as though no matter how hard he tried to move forward, he was forever stuck in the same spot. Noah let out another loud roar, stomping his foot. The ground under his feet cracked, and dust filled the air. At the same time, his entire body leaped into the air, seemingly about to break free from Laney's restraint. However, no matter how vigorously he ascended, he couldn't surpass a height of three yards from the ground—he was trapped!

I knew where I was going and didnt have to think about it. A new couple was there today. A woman, on her knees, her arms chained up over her head. She wore a mask, and it kept her long red hair from falling into her face. She wore a black PVC top that appeared to have been poured onto her torso and arms, and a pair of bright yellow panties. Something about those garish panties told me that her dome had put those panties on her.

Underneath she only wore the strange panties he had bought her, the red ones that were very thin at the back, really just a string that ran up the crack of her bottom. One of his hands started squeezing her exposed buttocks, first one and then the other, the fingers pushing at her hard muscles. The fingers slid up her bottom and got hold of the stringy straps of the panties, pulling them down her thighs and to the floor. His hands held her ankles and helped her step out of them. Hayley felt very disoriented now, as though she might fall, the music blaring in her ears.

It was a trap. It was a trap I couldn’t shake off. I shimmied hard into the rabbit hole and got stuck inside. There was no way out. The pull of the blanket under my chin, the fold of my body and the dangerous thoughts were all a trap. I found myself in a loop, in a cycle I could not break.

A maid, or a mother, or a. Husband. Fuck that. I twisted and contorted, trying every angle I could think of, but the zipper was just out of reach. My frustration built with each failed attempt, my breathing getting shorter, my chest getting tighter. I was trapped. Trapped in this dress, in this room, in this marriage, in this life I'd never wanted. The panic started to creep in—that claustrophobic feeling of being caged, of having no control, of being completely and utterly helpless.

He removed his hands and pushed me back into the wall. “Are you fucking someone else you dirty whore? How dare you open your legs and pussy for another prick but not to me!” Without answering him, I ran towards the front door. I didn’t want to be late for work. # “Have you ever been in a situation where you struggle to see a way out? Where you see a tiny pinhead glimmer of light at the end of a long and dreary tunnel, but you have no idea how you would even take that first step towards freedom? Well, that is where I am in my life… Trapped inside the tunnel.” I sighed, as I turned the taps off and stepped out of the shower. Goosebumps instantly flushed my skin as the cold air touched my flesh

He locked the door again and she turned to him with a naughty smirk. "I know you will come." she said confidently. In the next moment, she found herself carried over his shoulders. Uh-oh! She's in trouble. She smiled as he carried her back to the table. He carefully brought everything down and laid her on it. Allison was about to say something when he held the side of her panties and dragged it all the way down her legs. "Take off your bra Allison." he ordered, and she immediately complied like she was being hypnotized. He dragged his trousers and underwear down.