"Shenae!"
The short, cut redhead stopped mid stride to her Yoga class to look at me. As I walked up to her I admired how she looked. She had on super short yellow shorts, a white halter top, a black bra visible underneath and some flip flops. I had just caught her as she left her car going into Yoga class. Shenae had parted in the back of the building and, as a result, we were the only ones back there.
My car was around the corner and additional supplies nearby. I had been planning this for weeks. Eyes drifting down to her firm breasts I was glad I picked today. She caught me looking and our eyes met as I got next to her.
"Can I... help you?" she asked.
"I'm a big fan? Will you sign something for me?"
She thought about it for a second. I watched her look toward the back entrance to the Yoga studio. Finally, she turned back to me and smiled.
"Sure."
"GREAT!" I checked my pockets for what I wanted her to sign.
Checking my pockets I found future things I wanted to use. Nope, not the cuffs yet, or the rope I moved pockets. Finally I found an autograph book I had picked up in town today before coming here. I took it out, flipped to an open page, and handed it to her. She took it and raised her eyes waiting for me to find something to write with.
"I think I have a pen in my car." she said.
"No, I've got one." I continued looking.
"I'll just get it when I get my stuff out." Shenae headed to the back of her car.
I moved behind her as she lifted up the back opening of her car. Clear bags for her yoga class was easily reachable at the back. I then took some time to admire her from behind. She had a cute, tight, and firm butt as well as silky, smooth and gorgeous legs. Shenae stretched over the back of her vehicle to grab her bag and pull it closer to her. Shenae got upright, then glanced back at me, before turning her attention to her yoga bag, which must have the pen in it.
I resisted getting more free stares at her body. This was the time to take her down so I could see it naked. I took a half step back and knelt down. Sheane had found a zipper looking for that pen still. I got my face close to her ass and looked up between her legs. No cameltoe but the indentions of where her vagina was were crystal clear. Resist staring at her ass. I was point blank and it was very hard. She moved a bit left and right digging through the pockets of her back.
Gripping a fist I edged back and prepped. At this point I was sure I could bury my knuckles into her clit while my fist hurt everything else. She stepped out slightly checking another pocket. I felt a bit sorry for her doing that having just exponentially increasing the pain with that sort of opening. I popped my hips, twisted my body and sent the uppercut, as well as my body up to follow it.
"Ughughughughguh.........."
She never saw it coming.
It was like her entire body was struck by lightning. She convulsed at my uppercut as I did not stop until I had her riding my fist on her tip toes. I knew I hit her exactly where I aimed. Her shorts and whatever, if anything, she had on underneath provided so little protection she may as well have been bottomless. I hit her pussy as hard as I could wanting her to remember this hit.
Shenae collapsed where she stood. Having no time to move after the uppercut she fell back toward me. I caught her with my hands just under her breasts. Looking down her body I saw both of her hands clenching her crotch. I looked to her face next. I've never seen so much pain on a girl's face before. Her mouth was open like she wanted to scream in pain but couldn't get it out, her eyes were wild and asking "What the hell?"
"Don't worry, I'll kiss it and make it better." I calmly told her.
She had tons to tell me but the look of pain on her face told the story of why she was unable to. Holding her around her waist I leaned forward with her as well and pulled the handcuffs out of my back pocket. Shenae made absolutely no resistance as I pushed her forward, pulled her arms back and hands off of her crotch, and handcuffed her wrists behind her.
I leaned her back so she was sitting straight. Finally, I copped my first feel taking her boobs into my hands as I sat behind her. Perky, firm, and a handful. Too bad she was wearing this fucking bra over them. They were nice and soft, but I wanted to feel them bare. Shenae turned her head to me as I eagerly looked over her shoulder and played with her boobs. Shenae then spit on my cheek.
Locking her boobs in my grip I turned toward her pissed off. She had defiance on her face but nothing was going to make that look of utter pain go away anytime soon.
If being cunt punched didn't get her to let me do what I wanted I intended the next action to. I carefully moved my legs out from behind her and under me while still holding her breasts. In the moment, I crushed her boobs as hard as I could in my grip. Exploding to my feet I lifted her boobs with me as I went. Even just held by her rack she was lighter than expected. Her head dropped back and her jaw dropped open in pain and horror with the power lift. With the popping lift I saw she was no longer on the ground anymore. Not wanting her to endure that fully just yet I set her back on her feet. Shenae's face of horror and pain matched, or exceeded, the low blow. As I got her back on her feet I lightened up my grip on her boobs. She had spent about half a second feeling her entire body weighted solely by her tits, I knew the violent jerk I did to get her that high may damage her mentally for the rest of her life.
"Never spit on me." I said coldly.
In extreme pain she just nodded quickly. I let her tits go so I could move her somewhere. She dropped like a sack of rocks. Right. She'd be lucky to be able to walk in a week after that vagina punch.
I knelt down and grabbed her boobs from behind again.
"No...." she said with tears streaming down her face. "No.... please..."
I obliged and switch grips to around her waist. Lifting her at her feet and behind her back I set her in the back of her own car. I took her keys that had dropped in the excitement off the ground. Shutting her in the back of her car I left.
After quick stops to my extra supplies and my own car I was off. I'd retrieve my car later. There was no reason to worry about Shenae being anywhere near recovered enough to fight back on the drive or after.