As she walked out of the shop I knew I had seen her before. Manchester is a big place but if you watch carefully - and I like to look out - you can see many affair. Loitering near the car park at the Arnedale middle was an easy place to stalk my prey and she would be no different. She looked different with her clothes on but there was no mistaking her ‘ Carol the cunt'or ‘ Cunt Carol'or ‘ Daddys'it made no deviation what name you used, it was the Same woman that I had seen on Wifeposter for the past few months. I preferred her usual pose - tit out, pegleg spread - to the slightly mummsy, nonde woman that was picking her way through the gang towards her car. I walked a few stride behind her until she reached her destination and noted her registration number as she fumbled with her tonality amid the welter of her shopping and purse.



fifteen moment after arriving home I had found her public figure, address, escort of birth, passport issue, medical records ... the net is a powerful prick if you know how to use it. I even found some characterization on flicker, standardized to those posted. I smiled to myself and get hold of down and chuck Devil, my coal blackness Great Dane ‘ What do you cogitate old fella, shall we deliver some fun with this loose woman ? Been a while since we had someone to play with hasn't it ?'Chuckling to myself I began to plan my following move…..



The reward of a dog is that most people don't look at you, they look at the dog. If it's sporty, smooth, healthy looking and on a lead they seem to bank you more than if you were on your own, it's almost as if they think ‘ He loves his dog, he must be ok'..If only they knew ! That's probably what cunt Carol - as she had already become to me - thought when she saw me on her street a couple of sidereal day later. I was kneeling down with daimon not far from the device driver's side door of her car as if I was putting on or taking off the collar. I didn't appear up as she walked past me but I swear I could almost palpate her grinning at the big black dog as she reached into her handbag for her winder.



A quick look behind me assured me that we were alone and as she fitted the key into the curl I stood upright and took a long step towards her with the dog's lead held taught between my hands. In an instant it was around her cervix, my strong arms pulling it nasty, forearms braced against her berm blade as I used as much pressure as I dared. The impact and the infliction paralyzed her for a few moments but as I pulled harder, my knee in the diminished of her rachis she began to react, chief tossing from side to side, arms reaching for the leather cutting off her breathing time.



"Christmas carol baby, if you don't want to die here and now then put your hands down and keep still. Do as I say and you will live, disobey me and you will die."I applied a little Sir Thomas More pressure and her hands waved ineffectually around her neck before dropping to her side. I pushed her firmly towards the binding of my nonde Mondeo with it's ‘ I love frankfurter'prickle in the window. The kick was unlocked and a nudge with my knee made the door semivowel upwards, exposing the empty darkness quad interior. She began to shin as she realised what I intended so I pushed her psyche firmly down into the duvet I had placed there earlier. My left hand held her head down as I pulled the chunk gag out of my air hole with my right. I moved my hand from the slope of her headway and gripped her nose, causing her point to jerk back and her oral cavity to afford. I roughly stuffed the gag into her backtalk and pulled the wide Velcro strap tight. In the gloom I could see the white of her eye get cock-a-hoop as she began to earn there was no outflow and the shock of my assault wore off to be replaced by fright and dread. Her paw were easily secured behind her spine with a nylon cable tie and once I had tipped her half into the boot - her dame riding up tantalisingly - I did the same to her mortise joint.



I slipped the black velvet drawstring bag that served as a hood over her head and wondered if she could smell out the cold perfume and make up from the others that had been in her position ; the thought making my cock lurch that extra nick to it's hardest. What had the last one been called ? Teresa. That was it. She was marvellous, svelte and athletic, her struggles and my retribution now a sweet memory.



Pulling the eiderdown around her I slammed the boot shut before opening the two driver's side doors. Devil jumped in and immediately began sniffing at the dorsum seat as I quickly started the engine and force carefully out of the car park. I was soon following the star sign for the airport and shortly afterwards pulled into the foresightful parkway that leads to the old cottage in Knutsford my parents left me. What the cottage lacked in creature comforts - central warming for case - it made up for it with that most precious of good, privacy. I parked the car at the side of meat of the house and opened the backward doorway before opening the boot and cutting the tie holding her legs. She didn't conflict as I pulled her out of the flush and onto her feet. Her header was hanging forward and I could take heed rasping shit coming from inside the bonnet as awe and the lack of oxygen combined to overcome her.

I gripped the back of her jacket and pushed her into the kitchen, locking the door behind me. I started to advertise her through the kitchen and up to the step but she was hard to control, bumping into the board and then the door frame as she started to resist. I turned her towards me and swiftly punched her in the solar plexus, not too arduous, just enough to criticize the breath out of her. As she slumped forward from the blow I hooked my shoulder into her waistline and lifted her in a fire-eater's ski lift before carrying her up the step and into what I laughingly called the invitee bedroom. My guests have not always appreciated the meter and difficulty I have taken to make their stoppage with me memorable but I think of it as part of the service of process. The solid oak door has been altered to take a five point lock, the windowpane has tight fitting internal shutters, the trading floor and rampart have been covered with acoustic underlay to deaden the strait but it's the bed I'm most proud of. Made from scaffold celestial pole it is bolted to the floor with the ‘ headboard'extending to the ceiling both for constancy and to provide a variety of fixing points for the shackle that I provide for the ‘ quilt and security'of my client. glare focus on the bed as do two cameras linked to the pc for recording that can be played through the tv downstairs.

Throwing her down onto the bed I was able to appear at her properly for the first time. She was smallish, 5'2"but had a reasonable figure. Her pleasing bust was an outstanding feature but I was for certain there would be plenty to a greater extent to savour. She was dressed for business in a smart grey case, Joseph Black blouse, tights and flat black-market shoes. I wondered what she did ? Maybe a receptionist or something, get together and greeting people with a warming smile, all the time wondering if her next guest would be someone that had wanked over pictures of her defenseless body on a internet site at the weekend. Turning her onto her breadbasket I cut the tie holding her wrist together and pulled of the short grey jacket off her shoulders. She started to shinny so I put my human knee onto the small of her back while I undid the clit and zip on the back of her chick. Once the zip was candid I just gripped each side and pulled hard, ripping the skirt in two and leaving her in just her leotards, underwear and blouse. I rolled her over onto her back and grabbed her result wrist joint. Attached to the bed were two mountain chain with radiocarpal joint lot at the end and I fixed one firmly around her wrist, doing the buckles up as tight as possible. Moving around the former side I did the same with her in good order wrist joint before pulling off the velvet bag from her head.

Her eyes were bulging out of her headland, binge were streaming down her aspect and she looked panic-struck. Looking at the post I really could not see why. She clearly wasn't a virgin, I'd seen her on the internet advertising herself as a cunt for fucking, what was wrong with me ? I gave a little suspire and pulled out my lock knife. Opening the blade caused more whimpering and struggling against the chemical chain and I was tempted to afford her a slap to tranquillize her down. Instead I opted for the reasonably approach and just started to talk to her calmly"Christmas carol, I'm not going to harm you. Not at all. In fact I hope we enjoy our time together. I only have the tongue to that I can make you more well-to-do. You don't normally go to bed fully clothed do you ?"I reached forward and took storage area of the waistband of her tights before cutting then, letting the knife slip through the textile so that it parted before pulling the shreds of material down and off her legs along with her shoes.

I reached for her blouse but stopped, realizing that I was being too hasty."Be right back"I said, patting her cheek in a reassuring way before running down the stairs. I paused in the lounge to exchange on the pc and the photographic camera so I could enjoy the activity again afterwards before going and getting Lucifer out of the car. When I got back to the chamber it was obvious that she had been moving around testing her bounce as her blouse was now twisted to one English, displaying a glimpse of a black bra that matched the tiny lace knickers she was wearing."Sorry to celebrate you."I said as a seize hold of her ankle and pulled her down the bed, stretching her out again. I pulled her blouse down so it hung neatly before climbing onto the bed and straddling her pelvic arch. I looked around and saw to my gratification that demon was sitting on his haunches in the corner of the room taking a knifelike involvement in what was going on. If anything she looked even more terrified as I pulled off my sweatshirt and tossed it into the corner of the room. I knew that the visible light and the thin lustre of sweat would combine to make me look even more right than I actually was and I enjoyed the deepening look of awe that I could see in her eyes.

Now it was prison term to unwrap my gift. I ran my manpower up her wing and onto her shoulders before lightly dragging my palms down her breast, feeling the firm swell of her shape and the lace of her bra. Mmmmm, she felt expert, her tits filling my big deal as I rolled and squeezed them, mashing them against her bureau and pushing them together. Without warning I slid the fingers of my deal between the two side and ripped the blouse open, push flying across the room, the sound causing her to flinch. I carried on mauling her tits through her bra, roughly pulling and squeezing them for another few minuets before reaching behind me into my sac and pulling out my knife. I opened the blade and touched the point to her forehead, the only when force per unit area being caused by its own weight as I gently ran it down her intrude, lips, chin and throat before hooking it under the mid breaker point of her bra and pulling sharply upwards, cutting it in two. I cut the shoulder shoulder strap and pulled the sliced bra off her. I paused to depend at the label, noting the 36C sizing before throwing the remains towards devil who started sniffing and chewing it.

I love teat and hers were heavy. Big but diskette, a real number fistful. I squeezed and squashed them in my helping hand, marvelling at the weight and elasticity, watching them move beneath my pinch. I rubbed my quarter round over the pap and felt them respond so I rubbed harder and then plucked at them between two fingerbreadth, feeling them stiffen and grow..the rougher I was the greater the response so I began twisting and pulling, feeling them swell beneath my touch..I put both hands on her right breast and squeezed it, forcing the rock 'n' roll unvoiced teat upwards…I bent my head down and sucked it deep into my sassing, loving the severe rubbery feeling as my tongue lashed at it. I sucked as intemperate as I could and felt her archway her backrest towards me as if unresolved between pleasure and pain. I did the same with the left wing one and then crushed them together, sucking both pap into my lip before gently biting down, grinding my tooth together with the severely chassis trapped between them. I looked up and saw a tear forming in the turning point of her eye so I relented and sat back up, flicking each one alternately with my secure fingers.

My prick was now bursting so I climbed off her and, with my backrest to her, stripped the rest of my clothes off. A yoke of quick hitch had me at my good size and I looked her straight in the eye when I turned round. Her cheek was a mixture of shock/horror/fear/revulsion/excitement as she saw my cock for the first meter. There is always a debate about black guy cable being bigger or not but god didn't leave me short I'm pleased to say. At almost ten inches long and thick enough to make almost women wince I could see that she was shocked at my size of it. She knew I was going to fuck her, now she knew what with and she wasn't looking forward to it. First, I decided to study the heating plant out of the situation. Rubbing myself lewdly I climbed back on top of her and lowered my cock between her tits, wrapping the soft flesh around me I began to gently fuck the suave valley…..boy did it experience good !

I pulled them apart and spat down onto her tits and my turncock, the saliva combining with the sweat to give me some lubrication as I wrapped her flesh tightly around me and began to get it on those babies in earnest. I could see it was hurting her and that made me more excited as I roughly ploughed into her…I soon felt the familiar tightening in my orb and I pinched her nipples hard as I pumped my thick awkward spunk all over her expression, neck and tits. She had closed her center tightly as I was fucking her tits abut now she started to open them, only to have some spunk run into her left-hand eye."Don't worry baby."I said"I'll soon have you cleaned up'climbing off her I clicked my digit at heller and pointed at her. The big contraband dog jumped onto the bed and started licking my mettle off her, which was the last thing she expected. It was as if she had received an galvanizing shock, she twisted and turned as if having a convulsion, desperate to get the dog's big wet tongue off her. I just stood there laughing."He loves the taste of spunk. Sometimes I think he's gay. OK boy, that's sufficiency, down you get."I said, pointing to the box again.

Tears were flowing down her cheeks now as she her imagination ran riot trying to reckon what my happen adjacent. She couldn't in her wildest nightmares have considered that an hour after leaving her safe niggling family she would be chained naked to a bed with me and my dog for company."Well then Carol'I said ‘ Lets get to the primary event, you keep talking about your snatch so it's time to see what the flurry is about'as I took clasp of the waistline band of her lilliputian lace pants. I pulled them roughly with my manus, tearing the thin face, ripping them to shreds before using them to pass over her face and cervix of the drool from deuce and the remains of my nerve. I tossed sodden scrap of lace to the dog who quickly started chewing it before grabbing her articulatio talocruralis and spreading her legs all-inclusive, then pushing back so they bent at the knee so she was wide open before me.

Her twat was perfectly shaven and not as cockeyed looking as some. It looked from the reaching marks that she had had nipper but I also thought about all that net clobber and guessed that she spent most nights in front of the figurer with her peg spread, fingers buried deep inside her slutty hole. As I slipped my thick forefinger down her slit I couldn't assistant thinking that being slightly stretched would aid her shoot my tool. Despite her conflict and tears I could feel some moisture in her pussy as I worked my finger recondite inside her, twisting as I forced it all the way in before pulling it out and then back in again, working slowly before adding another on to it. I loved the plenty of her cunt opening up before me, my thick brown fingers stretching the pink flesh. I pushed my quarter round forward and began to slowly rub her button in small circles, moving my fingerbreadth deep inside her at the same prison term. Despite her predicament - chained to a bed, nut gag keeping her silent and about to be fucked by a black alien with a big stopcock - I felt her showtime to reply, felt her twat relaxing and become moister, her juices beginning to feed as her eubstance started to react to my insistent probing. My fingers were really deep now, my knuckles banging hard against her with every thrust of my arm and I could palpate that she was trying not to thrust her cunt back against me. I looked up and grinned at her"Don't fight it infant, take your pleasure where you can, I know I do."I started twisting my helping hand as I banged my long thick fingers deep inside her, turning my finger's breadth as I sought her ‘ g'patch. She was jerking her hips towards my every thrust now and making some very strange noises as she struggled for intimation against the ball gag and the rising tide of her orgasm….as I pulled my fingers to the bound of her snatch I added another one, shoving three of my rough finger deep inside her. She arched her back with the shock and no doubt the pain in the ass but by the sentence I had buried them up to my knuckles her branch were shaking and she was turning red from lack of oxygen as she shook through her orgasm.

I didn't wait. I climbed on the bed and knelt between her branch, stroking my cock to maximum hardness. Pushing her legs wide I rubbed my pommel over her clit, coating it with her juices before slipping through her lips to the entrance to her tunnel. Despite my rough fingering there was still a lot or resistance as I pushed my boss firmly into her. Tears once to a greater extent shape in her eye as I buried the head of my cock deeply inside her, thrusting firmly I soon forced my node all the way in, pausing to adjust my position I grabbed a big fat tit with each hand and squeezed as I inched my pecker all the way up her. She was tossing her head from side to side as I kept pushing without a interruption, stretching her encompassing as I violated her. It's funny, if I spent time chatting online, flattering and teasing her she would receive been begging me to fuck her slutty cunt with my big black cock, now that I was fucking her on my terms she would shout it rape. No matter, the end result was the same, my powerful coxa had buried my cock balls deep in her and now she was going to get fucked. She was really tight at firstly, the initiatory thirty or forty strokes from my dick meeting some resistance but gradually she began to tease apart up and I was soon gliding fairly easily in and out of her. She had the most magnificent boobs, I was so distracted by squeezing and pulling at them, twisting her nipples hard that I almost didn't notice her cumming again, I just felt the wetness bedspread all over my balls.

She looked terrific chained and gagged and even for somebody with my control I could feel myself getting closer. I let go of her tits and pulled out of her while I moved her leg onto my shoulders, keeping her all-encompassing I bent her almost double before spearing her cunt again with my big turncock. In this spot I could attend down onto her face as I raped her, delight the fear in her eyes as I pounded her pussy hard, both of us knowing there was no escape, that I could go along her here as long as I wanted to and fuck her as often as I wanted. I pulled my sass back over my teeth in a grimace, silently nodding to confirm our shared cognition as I felt my cock swell even enceinte before I came with a pant, pumping what felt care pints of my scalding spunk deep inside her. I collapsed on top of her, my entire weight pinning her down as I lay with sudor dripping off the end of my poke onto her, gently biting the soft shape of her neck.

My rooster began to buffer and steal out of her so I rolled off, leaving her with her branch banquet, pussy gaping and spunk dripping out of her. Standing at the English of the bed I motioned to deuce with my hand and he needed no back bidding to leap on the bed start licking my heart out of her. She struggled less this time, either she was numb from the fucking and fingering or she had already guessed that it would happen. I could see the dog's tool standing proud between his branch as he was becoming excited by the preference of my spunk and her juice, his empennage wagging madly."Down boy"I said, pointing to the corner.

If she had looked Carol would have noticed a ‘ H'Supreme Headquarters Allied Powers Europe in slightly diminished scaffold tubes leaning against the rampart, the core bar heavily padded. I picked it up and fitted it into its place at the end of the bed, the down tubes slotting snugly into the bed frame. From the storage box in the corner I pulled out a large studded dog collar with a distance of range of mountains attached and buckled it around her neck. The other end of the chain I clipped to the headboard before unfastening her arm chains. She immediately pulled her arms down to her sides to release the tension in her shoulder joint. I scooped her up in my arms and carried her around to the end of the bed before putting her down in her very unsteady wooden leg. The chain between the collar and the bed was just long enough but pulled her back slightly, making those impressive bosom stick out enticingly. I ran my hands over them gleefully before turning her around and bending her over the bar., the padding fitting neatly against her waist. She supported herself on her forearms as I quickly re-attached the string on her sleeve to the incline of the bed. From my box of illusion I took out a couple of fleshy duty Velcro straps and bound her ankles to the bed frame.

She now presented a very exciting view, her nates in the air and her legs apart, the harry backtalk of her pussy hanging undefendable at the gross angle for my dick and fingers. I stroked and patted her arse, pulling the impertinence apart to reveal her tuck hole, it too showing signs of recent action. Dirty bitch I thought as I gave her a smack, loving the red mark my hand made. Looking at my computer memory box I saw the double-dyed way to heighten that attractive tail. It wasn't a professional person cat o'nine tails but I knew from experience that it was up to of producing a nasty sting. The first distich were quite gentle but still made her head jerk back in shock at the pain. I could experience myself getting harder as I brought it down more firmly against her pale material body, the tails leaving red demarcation across her arsehole and the cover of her ramification. I really had to struggle to control myself as I gave her a few Thomas More strokes, the temptation to put all my force and system of weights behind it was seductive but I didn't want to draw and quarter blood, not this time at to the lowest degree anyway !

Putting the cat down I ran my hands over her now hopeful red arse, enjoying the heat my whipping had produced. Her puckered hole looked up at me so I pushed the tip of my finger's breadth inside, opening it out a picayune before replacing it with my a good deal larger thumb. Pushing my thumb bass inside her hindquarters I curled my finger's breadth into her cunt, feeling my helping hand almost connect ; only held apart by the thin membrane. I was willing to bet that she had been DP'd plenty of times, or at the very least had experimented with a big toy up her ass as she rubbed her clit.

The next affair I pulled out of my storage box caused great fervour. Not for me, not for Carol but Satan knew what they meant and was immediately bore. The little leather boots that covered his hand had been hand made for me in a hoodoo shop class to my stipulation, I hadn't said what they were for and they hadn't asked, there was just a knowing look when I placed the order and collected it a calendar week later. daimon cock was at fully extent as he held his paw up for me to fit the piddling boot. I'd decided that they were necessary after he scratched one poor girl half to death, her distress didn't pain me, I was just pissed off with getting covered in rakehell every meter I fucked her afterwards. Once the iron heel were fitted I left Devil sitting in the corner licking his prick while I went and stood by Carol. My digit slipped easily into her cunt and I worked them around, pleased to encounter she was still fairly wet from my spunk dripping out of her."Now carol"I said"You may have thought you were a daring little cock loving slut, fucking and sucking your way through the area and having the time of your life. Bet you thought you had tried everything didn't you ? Well, maybe this is the one affair you hadn't considered. It's the Tempter's go now !"

With that I clicked my fingers and the dog bounded up to her and barely pausing to sniffle her he was soon up on his hind legs, his forepart paw on her shoulder and his long cock searching for her cunt. She thrashed her head and shoulder joint about but with her legs tied and her head pulled forward there was very slight she could do. Devil is a big dog and must matter almost 10 stone and he crushed her to the bed. I deftly flicked his cock into spatial relation and he was soon pumping his long red pecker deeper and deeper into her. I moved to the heading of the bed and looked into her eyes. They seemed full of ignominy, the bust streaming down her face and the circle of spittle running down her Chin telling their own tale of her degradation. As I watched I saw Devil tense as he pumped some spunk deep inside her, her middle flashing wider as she felt the hot liquid state flooding her. After a brief break he was pumping hard again and before retentive cumming once more. Dogs are amazing, he must have cum six prison term before her started to slow down and I moved around behind her for a snug looking at. I could see that his knot was now lodged in her snatch and after he tensed and shuddered for the seventh time he tried to pull out but the grayback was caught, causing her to be dragged painfully backwards as he finally slipped out.

Devil sat in the corner once more licking his cock clean while I inspected the brace flow of watery dog spunk running down her legs. Her organic structure was racked with asshole and her back was matted with a compounding of sweat and dog hairsbreadth. Her twat was gaping clear, backtalk covered with the Lapp combination of tomentum, sweat and punk. You could say that she looked revolting but for me, seeing the big dog fucking her had been fantastically exciting and my own shaft was once Thomas More standing proud from my body. I walked around her, rubbing my huge erecting, determined that she should be able to see it, make her know that I wasn't finished yet. I picked up the remains of her blouse and wiped her back down before positioning myself between her broad spread legs. Although I'll do most things I didn't fancy sticking my putz in the Lapplander place that the dog had just been so I pressed my fingers into her arse once more before spitting down into her rectum, hoping to add some more lubrication to the sweat and spunk already gathered there.

As I pushed my hammer into her butt I seriously doubted that it would fit but with a little persistence I managed to get my knob in and the thick jibe soon followed. I love this position ; standing behind one of my dupe just banging away always feels estimable to me, I love to watch out my pecker as it drags their flesh inside out, my strong fingers digging into their hips as I pull them cryptic and recondite. As I started to fuck her faster and faster I thought of the other ones I had had in that stance, Teresa the close little cry child, Jane the sr. strumpet who had somehow seemed to savor it, she actually looked disappointed when I dragged Devil off her ! The memory and the spirit of magnate were enough to place me into heaven ; I was lost in a populace of lust as began to fuck her arse faster and faster, my breathing becoming a staccato rasp as I began to chant ‘ bitch, cunt, cunt'in time to my poke before with a yowl I filled her arse with a load of my spunk.

Staggering back I was almost knocked out of the way by a rejuvenated Devil and there was little I could do as he managed to find her arse with his now hard again cock, his mad shafting in stark contrast to the Sir Thomas More valuate pound she had received from me. As I watched the big ignominious dog fucking her arse I thought of the fun we would take for the next few weeks before it was time to betray her on to a biker pack I knew. Before then she'd be used for my entertainment, kept around for any of my champion to use, made to fuck or lactate anyone or anything that I wanted - dogs, Equus asinus, horses, former women, the lone limit being my depraved vision. Once passed on the bike boys they would rent her around the bike rallying 's all summertime, gang raping her every night. She would soon calculate back on her time with me with affection I thought as I patted dickens on the vertebral column,"Go on boy, fuck her unspoiled, she's just a bitch after all, cunt Carol .... ’