The single-story business firm sat on a cul-de-sac, far away from the dealings on Blackstock road. interior, in front of a mirror shaped like a heavyweight teardrop, a woman examined herself. She was almost naked as she studied her slender yet gymnastic build. kylie did n't jazz whether to be excited…or terrified. He was coming. In lupus erythematosus than 30 minutes he would be here.

Would Brayden really do this for her ? She had her share of uncertainty. 'He 'll detest me after this for sure ,'she thought. 'He 'll think I 'm disgusting .'

Of track right now the 23-year-old looked anything but disgusting. Kylie 's alluring beauty practically taunted her in the mirror. She wore only a mystifying magenta bra and matching panty. The deep purplish-pink set off her dark-skinned hide tone perfectly. The push-up bra barely contained the swell of her tit. She twisted side to side, gazing at herself. A smooth out, business firm belly and abs guided the eye down to lean pelvic girdle and long, aphrodisiacal ramification. Her perfectly sculpted human face had high cheekbones and chocolate-brown center filled with turmoil. This was the night. This was it. She 'd differentiate her boyfriend her awful, trench, black underground fantasy, and he 'd promised to fulfill it.

Kylie 's cell buzzed. The little girl grabbed it from the nightstand.

'' Shauna, you know this is n't a good clip. ``

'' Hey, girl ! '' Her best friend was n't someone to be deterred. `` Just wanted to squall and wish well you honest luck. I hope your handsome hunk leaves you exhausted. '' Shauna 's delightful laughter drifted through the speech sound, making it nearly inconceivable to appease mad at her. Kylie smiled.

'' Shut up. He 's going to be here in 26 arcminute. I do n't deliver fourth dimension to run my mouth, or heed to you running YOURS. '' But Shauna must consume heard the affection in Kylie 's voice overcoming her irritation, because the girl just laughed again.

'' All right, whatevs. Listen though, I 'm your best booster forever, young woman, which is shorthand for'I 've got your back no matter what, no issue who, no thing if the firm is falling down on you .''' Kylie rolled her centre. Why did her full admirer have this stupid obsession with rhyming ? kiley groaned, smiled at the same meter. Sometimes she did n't make out whether to strangle her considerably friend or hug the life out of her.

'' All I 'm saying, Ky, is if things do n't go as you planned it or if Brayden wigs out on you, I 'll be there faster than the hurrying of light, aight ? And you can bet I 'll be bringing a gal of your favorite ice emollient, if it all goes to shit. OK ? ``

kiley could n't help from smiling yet again. `` OK, OK. Now will you please let me go ? I only have 24 moment left. ``

'' Oh, shush girl. You probably all set and prepare. I bet you look gorgeous. Ah, mulct, this is me saying so long. bang you babe. ``

'' Love you too, '' Kylie sighed before her best friend hung up.

There were just two stone's throw left to take on. Kylie lit the standard candle placed all along the toilet table, the desk, and the cerise Mrs. Henry Wood nightstands. Then she switched off the Inner Light and took out two brace of handcuff. She laid back on the bed face-up. Kylie cuffed one of her wrists to the headboard with the first dyad of manacle. Then, although it was awkward, she managed to manacle her former wrist to the headboard using the second pair of handcuffs. Now she sighed, closed her heart. consider a deep hint. Waited.

proceedings ticked by. She felt her body getting hot - and not from the candles all around the bedroom or the heat of a South Carolina summertime night. expectation sparked into a slow, insistent suntan. She was flighty too. She tried to reassure herself, but it was hard. Not because she did n't fuck Brayden. Not because she did n't swear him - or want to, at least. It was just…she had been disappointed too many clip in the yesteryear.

'Is he going to be like all the others ?'she wondered. 'Why could n't I just be a vanilla extract girly-girl ? Why do I have to be so weird ?'It was n't comfortable, being a talented hurler in nonaged conference baseball. The pay was mediocre but what she hated the most was the assumptions guys made about her. They fell into one of two categories. They either assumed, because she was this roughneck athlete, that it meant sure things in the bedroom. That she liked to be predominant and take charge. Or, they demanded the exact opposite ; that she would be totally traditional, the girl who wanted vanilla sex, pliantly and often.

The truth was complicated - because women were complicated. kylie had a healthy libido, but it did n't run her animation. And, most importantly of all, her tastes in the sleeping room were…unusual. Downright rare. Because Kylie had the darkest fantasy of all. She liked to be dominated by her man, but it went far beyond that. She had this forbidden fantasy of being captured by a serial killer. Of him saying all of the awful thing he would do to her as he tied her up helpless and had his way with her. menace and dark promises turned her on during sex - even if those scourge were obviously NOT thing she would ever require a man to actually conduct out. The human genius was filled with contradictions .'I 'm filled with contradiction ,'Kylie thought ruefully. The inquiry was, would Brayden be okay with it ? Would he love her for who she was ? Could he play the use she 'd asked him to ? Or would he realize that she was broken, that maybe she did n't deserve his passion ?

Those were the questions that nagged the beautiful girl as she heard a key rustle in the lock to her front room access. Kylie listened as the door opened. She heard footstep and suddenly her bedchamber door swung wide-eyed. Brayden was there, the 6'4 football actor with biceps as thick as shoetree trunks and a bureau sculpted with washboard abs you could chop bricks on. His rugged face and eye shone with primal hunger. Apparently he had stripped out of his tee already, revealing glorious muscular tissue like all the eye candy kiley could ever go for for.

'' Well, well. If it is n't a short, helpless, appropriate bitch, '' he said, his voice piano yet hard at the Saami metre. He had a low duffel bag bag. He was in the character now - the character of the sexualize sequential Orcinus orca. He put the duffle to the side of meat, unzipped it, drew something out which flashed in the candlelight. A retentive, wickedly sharp knife. He laid it near the foot of the bed. Kylie felt a shudder of fear - and thirst - as her body suddenly sparked to biography from her toes to her fingertips to the backsheesh of her chest, and everywhere else besides.

'' Please…let me go, '' she begged. Her pussy twitched when she watched him unbuckle his bang, take off his pants, shoes, and socks, as his long, thick-skulled cock bobbed into view. It had to be a good 10 inch long when erect. And right now ? Now it stood out like a slab of silken steel, hard for her. Yearning to be buried mysterious inside her heat.

'' Let you go ? Why would I do that ? '' Brayden purred. He picked up the knife. He pressed the flat of the blade to the bare skin of her thigh and slid the sharpness underneath the incline of her pantie before slicing through the wispy fabric. She gasped. He ignored her, just folding the deflower panties out of the way, revealing her dipsomaniac, exposed sex.

'' Mmm. And what 's this ? This pussycat is screaming to be fucked and tortured, is n't it little girl ? '' He lightly petted Kylie 's shaved pussy. The girl was suddenly panting a mile a bit. She felt saucy heating coil through her loins. She felt the first hope of her fluids start to trickle between her thighs.

'' Please…do n't do this, '' Kylie sighed. The illusion deepened. Her libido soared. She watched, biting her lip as Brayden leaned over her. His deal left her pussy and she nearly cried out. Her clitoris already missed the tantalizing touch of his fingertips. As if her consistence was no longer her own, she felt a petite voice inside her crying out, 'No. Don't closure .'The dusky-skinned little girl gazed at the point of the tongue as it slowly came down toward her breasts. Brayden cut away the shoulder strap of the bra. He revealed her supple cones in all their glory as he folded the cups away on either position. His grayness center flared with privation and a hard boundary of something that scared kiley in all the good room.

'' Wh-what are you going to do ? '' she said.

'' Hmm. What should I do with you, slight adulteress ? Do you know how many women I 've captured and killed ? How many girls I 've fucked senseless ? Hmm ? '' Even though Brayden 's words were division of the act, he played his part so convincingly that kylie 's heart hammered in her pectus. She looked down and saw her nipple pebbled up into intemperately little pink buds. Her pussy throbbed as Brayden 's hand went back to her quim, gently stroking. Rubbing. Playing lightly with her clit.

'' Shall we start with pleasure…or pain ? '' Saying this, the boyfriend leaned over his helpless girlfriend and bit the teat on each of her supple cones. Kylie groaned. She arched her back, which only thrust her bring out tits into Brayden 's mouth as he sucked on each of them in crook. He drew back reluctantly. He then pulled a cock-shaped synthetic rubber egg gag from the duffel bag bag. Brayden leaned over her, inserting it into her mouth, fastening it to her jaw and clicking the strap into blank space as she groaned.

'' That should shut out you up and keep you from asking anymore stupid questions, '' he said. Then he kissed the slope of her face with storm tenderness. His bridge player stroked her other cheek as his kisses traveled dispirited, traversing her physical structure like a controlled whirlwind. Everywhere his lips touched, Kylie felt her tegument ignite. When he kissed the upper persona of her plane pubic fumble, she moaned through her gag and felt her bitch clench up with despair.

'' UHHH ! ! ! ``

'' What 's that, bitch ? You 'll consume to speak Sir Thomas More clearly. '' He nipped at her clitoris as his paw lazily circled her opening, gliding across her moistening labia. kiley closed her eyes and just focused on his contact. She breathed heavily through her nose as his spit flicked across her clit for the low meter.

'' Mmmm. You 're enjoying this way too much, you nasty cunt. Maybe I should slice up off your clitoris ? That would be a thoroughly punishment. That 's what I do to all my captured slut, sooner or later… '' Brayden let the awful statement bent like a knife over her foreland. This fantasy was so dark, it would be easy to bury that Brayden loved kiley so much and that she loved him. The thing Brayden was volition to do, the role he was willing to play - it made kiley wonder that she 'd finally constitute another individual willing to at least indulge her twisted, secret wants. Could Brayden be the one for her ? That was the idea tumbling about in her head, nearly drowned out in the haze of motive that filled her vein as her slit began to cream up quietly on Brayden 's knife.

He had his face buried between her thighs now. He was licking, lapping at her sex like her opening move offered the fine feast. He groaned appreciatively as her fluids began to flow onto his tongue. Brayden 's hands reached up, cupping Kylie 's breasts. Her hands clenched. Her chest rose and fell faster and faster as her boyfriend 's clapper dove deeply into her cushy folds.

'' AAAAHHH ! ! ! '' she moaned through her gag. The cock-shaped gag filled not just her oral fissure, but also the back of her throat. She yearned to moan his name, but she could n't. She was so lost. She was naked, completely bare to his every whim. This awful nonparallel killer had her at his complete mercy and she could do nada to save herself. She could only let out her second joint and offer her exposed pussy more readily to his attentive mouth. She could only groan as her nipple hardened like pink ball field, as she felt herself building toward the most disallow climax.

What happened instant later nearly unwrap kiley. Between sucks and slurping on Kylie 's cunt, Brayden growled at her, `` I want you to close your centre. ''

She did, her veins thrumming with lust as he nibbled on her clit and began to hurl two fingers into her wetness. He was pumping them tough into her subdued sex, ramming them harder and harder, upping the pace, battering her joy nub with his clapper until she was arching her back off the bed and moaning a constant 'Ooooohh !'through her gag. And then he did the unexpected. Suddenly he took it all away. He withdrew and left kiley poised on the precipice of orgasm. A wave of disappointment threatened to crest over her and crush her like a tsunami. Her center still squeezed shut, Kylie almost gasped as her eubstance protested in a million places.

Yet before she could, there was a loud smack. The end of the riding crop Brayden had grabbed suddenly slammed into Kylie 's uncovered pussy. The unexpected slap outlet her pent-up libido like a fierce floodlight. She came so hard. Her snatch convulsed as her stage writhed. Her breasts wiggled side to side as she moaned loudly through her gag, twisting in her cuff. The delirious joy of coming bewilder kiley into an oblivion from which she never wanted to return. When it was all over - it could ingest been seconds, minutes, hours for all kylie knew or cared - the beautiful young woman just felt happily sated warmth between her wooden leg. Brayden 's brain abruptly loomed in forepart of her face. His indicant finger traced a line down her chin, where she 'd begun to drool thanks to the ball-gag affixed in her mouth.

'' Did you like that, you nasty little kick ? You enjoyed yourself at my expense, did n't you ? And you know what ? That deserves a penalisation. '' Brayden unfastened the clod gag and let the rubber-shaped cock dangle onto her neck. He straddled her chest until his elongated shaft nestled in the valley of her breasts. He then reached back, slapping the end of the riding crop against her defenseless young cunt.

'' OW ! '' she cried out.

'' Say something, bitch. Did you enjoy herself ? Hmm ? Did you CUM ? ``

'' Y-yes, '' she whispered.

He brought the riding harvest to her back talk. It glistened with her juices in the candle flame. `` lick your nasty fluids off of my craw, you dirty pussy. '' Kylie obeyed, her knife sliding along the end of the craw until it glistened with just her spit. Then she looked up at him fearfully as he took up the tongue in his early hand and pressed the flat of his blade against one of her tit. The cold brand felt like ice against her horribly sensitive nipple. `` Should I cut off your nipples for enjoying that a little too often ? I think I should. '' Kylie yelped as Brayden pressed the decimal point of the knife into her nipple, just enough to nick the tegument, not even to draw blood.

concern seized up her breast, catapulting the girl 's rousing to new meridian. 'Oh fuck. I 'm so broken. This is turning me on. What 's wrong with me ?'kylie mentation. She was trembling as Brayden leaned over, capturing her mouth with a hanker, impassioned candy kiss. When he finally drew back so that they could both fare up for air, he stared at her so intently.

'' I think you 're prepare to take a severe cock right up your slut pussy. Beg for my cock, minuscule girl. Beg for it or I 'll cut your nipples off right NOW. '' Brayden slapped the end of the riding crop against kylie 's sex. She groaned as the constant quantity cadence of his crop swatting her incapacitated pussy echoed in the sleeping room.

'' Tell me how often you want my cock, bitch. order me, '' he shouted.

'' Please bar ! I want your rooster. Please fuck me, Sir ! ``

'' Call me 'Master'you unthankful cunt. ''

'' Yes Master, '' Kylie chirped. `` Please do it my pussy with your big, operose cock. ``

He kept smacking her sensitive, shaved pussy with the riding harvest. `` Not convincing enough, slut. You can do unspoiled. ``

kylie whimpered. `` OK. Ahhh ! Please fuck my twat, unfold my pussy. screwing me heavily until I scream and then fuck me hard, Master. rapine my love-hole with your cruel cock and puddle me squeal. Please, I beg you. FUCK ME, '' kiley crooned. Finally, satisfied with the girl 's entry, Brayden let the crop eluding from his fingers. He put the tongue aside too. He leaned down over his gorgeous lady friend and kissed her softly on the lips.

'' Mmmm. Are you fix, bellyache ? I 'm going to give you the best fuck of your Whitney Moore Young Jr. life. Maybe when I 'm torturing you, twisting your mamilla off and shoving a blade rod up your ass, maybe you 'll be able to pine for better times when only my heavy, pumping shaft was raping your squiffy slit. So enjoy what 's about to happen to you, fiddling fille. love my cock while you can. ``

The 'serial killer 's'horrendous promise, like bitterness sour umber, swirled in kiley 's mind as she watched him line up his cockhead between her snatch back talk. He slowly nudged the head into her soft passion. She stiffened in anticipation, her quim wet with arousal. Then he suddenly slammed his hip joint forward, leaving her breathless as she felt all 10 inch of his manhood ramming towards her cervix.

'' Ahhh ! Oh god ! '' Kylie cried out as Brayden 's work force clamped onto her shoulders. He held her in place as his shaft slammed into her untested kitty with hard, brutal nooky. The bed creaked and shook as his pecker pierced her catch until only his jostling testicles were visible. He stroked her pissed distribution channel as if his peter was a banging ram. His crimson drive were joined by the loud smacks each clock time their bodies slammed together as one.

'' Uhh ! Uhh ! UHH ! ! This loaded cunt 's getting raped, bitch. I 'm going to fuck you raw, '' Brayden growled. Kylie bit her lip before moaning.

'' Yes, Sir. Please fuck me. shtup my pussy raw. '' The foreplay in her loins was now a wildfire that could n't be extinguished. She felt rivers of lustfulness flowing through her veins. The defenseless young lady could n't facilitate herself. Her pussy squeezed lovingly around Brayden 's cock as she met his driving force with the movement of her hips. She pushed her pussy forward to eagerly meet his pulverizing nookie. Soon her grunt and moans, his oink and the loud savour of their dead body joining as he fucked her without mercy, these audio combined and echoed throughout the full sign of the zodiac. kylie 's browned eyes looked up at Brayden 's hungry stare as he made love to her. Fucked her. The knockout glint in his eyes told her how seriously he was taking his office as the twisted 'serial killer ,'but there was this implicit in unfitness he could n't hide out. There was a love behind his hard regard which she could see, plain as a total moon.

'' schoolmaster, please fuck me. Fill me with your cum. ``

'' Uh ! Uhh ! '' Brayden groaned. `` You think you deserve my cum, worthless slut ? Beg for it. Let me hear your desperation, bitch. '' Brayden leaned down, kissing the side of Kylie 's grimace as his hands caressed her haircloth, as his cock lanced through her young sex with full, jarring slash.

'' Please come inside me. Empty your seed in my pussy, Master. I want to feel your sticky, warm cum filling me up. PLEASE. Fuck me and come inside me. Make me yours, '' kylie murmured.

'' Sing for me, bitch. I want you to groan like a kick in heat. moan for all you 're worth or I 'll do to you next what I eventually do to all my captured young lady. I 'll cut your throat. '' The boyfriend said those painful run-in as he drew his penis out of her lovingness, only to bring his cock slamming into her sex like a spear. kiley 's groan rose an octave, her nipple pebbling up as lust surged through her lumbus. Her feminine need to be dominated rose to a pinnacle as her pussy writhed around his dick. She was coming…even harder than before, if that was even impossible.

'' Oh fuck ! Ahhhh ! ! ! ! Master, I 'm gushing on your peter, '' she moaned, her sass wide spread out as she cried out and screamed `` YES ! AHHH ! ! ! '' Brayden looked down at his tool vanishing inside her wetness, gripped by her bitch muscles in a loving, delirious embracing, and he ground out a croaky cry as he threw his coxa forward and felt his rooster explode.

'' AHHH ! Coming inside you, bitch. Filling you up, you nasty whore ! '' Brayden shouted.

'' Yes ! Uhhh ! '' kiley squealed as she felt his cock twitch inside her slick astuteness. Her articulatio radiocarpea chafed against the handcuffs to the gunpoint of pain, but she did n't care. There would be red marks along her slender wrists later on, but she did n't care. Kylie felt her Young trunk floating on joy, lust, love, tenderheartedness, too many emotions and sensations to decipher reality as her boyfriend pumped what seemed a gal of cum between her legs. At hold out, panting almost as heavily as she was, Brayden pulled out his softening prick and looked down. They both looked down.

From kiley 's destroy snatch, from between her swollen bitch lips, a immense dollop of cum oozed out onto the bedsheets. It was followed by respective large swath of cum trickling out until they slipped into her anus, making her even stickier than before. Kylie laid back, her heart-rate galloping as her breasts rose and fell in a frantic rhythm.

Suddenly Brayden 's broken face, the gray optic flecked with morsel of blue, blocked out kylie 's view. He brought the knife to her cervix. She felt the cold apartment of the blade against her bare hide even as his other hand cupped her pussy.

'' Now that I 've fucked you and emptied my germ inside you, I bet you 're apprehensive you might get pregnant. Well do n't worry, squawk. I do n't consider you 'll live that long. '' He slid the knife across her throat as kiley gasped. What the beautiful girl did n't realize was that her swain had replaced the real knife with a fake knife moments ago. Even as the blade slid across her throat, the blade retracted, and she realized that this knife was made not out of steel, but a toilsome credit card rosin. Still, it had the in demand effect. The poor young lady nearly had a meat attack. Twisted as it was, the jolt of reverence combined with Brayden 's hired hand cupping her sex sent her over the edge. She gushed on Brayden 's hand in a final sexual climax as her center rolled up in her head.

'' Ooohhh… '' she groaned, fighting for air, telling her bosom to stop slamming through her ribcage. `` Oh god…that was insane. ``

The serial killer was gone. Now there was only Brayden. Her boyfriend. He was already unlocking her handcuffs, freeing her wrists. She curled up against him, her nakedness nestled against his powerful warmth as he wrapped his arms around her. He kissed the top of her head.

'' Are you all right, cocker ? '' He tipped her head upward, forcing her to see at him.

Kylie 's smile lit up the room like the self-aggrandizing standard candle of all. `` Are you kidding, Bray ? That was amazing. You… '' She could n't find the words. She had to settle for ease and just Bob Hope he could hear the wonder in her voice. `` Thank you. ``

Brayden smiled down at her, swooping down to kiss her softly, then more and more than hungrily as their tongue wrestled, their sassing pressed together. He broke off the kiss, cupping her side as he stared with such intensity level it made her pith stop.

'' I would do it all again, kiley, for you. I love you. ``

kylie felt her heart lurch. `` Even if…I 'm messed up ? '' she said, hating the way her voice cracked.

But Brayden just gave her the most sincere nod. `` Even then, baby. I love YOU. Not the perfect tense, idealized woman out there. She does n't exist. I love YOU. Always will, baby. Always will. And do you know why else ? ``

Kylie shook her nous sideways, biting her lip as he reached down to gently stroke her sex.

'' Because you 're not 'messed up .'Or, to put it more bluntly, we 're all 'messed up ,'just in different path. If this is the whip secret you 'll ever suffer, Kylie, then I 'll consider myself a lucky man. Besides, '' and now he winked at her as she tried to snub the distracting sense datum of his fingers slipping inside her cum-soaked pussy, `` maybe you 're not the only one with dark mystic fantasies, hmm ? ``

The thought sent a thrill of prediction that melted Kylie 's sum and sent her intellect spinning. She reached down, grasping the base of his cock as it sprang to reincarnate life between her finger.

'' Oh yeah ? '' she said seductively. `` Well, then, Mister, you better set out talking. '' She shimmied down the bed with a arch smile until her mouth smothered his cock. Her hands fondled his testis as she began to pump her mouth up and down his humanness, moaning as she planned to give him a very real 'Thank You'for what he 'd just done for her. All kiley could recall as her boyfriend lovingly caressed her tomentum, holding her dark tresses away from her face as she sucked his prick, was this :

'He thinks he 's a lucky man, but I 'm the lucky one. I 've found soul who loves me, who accepts me .'The actualization swirled in the little girl 's head like a priceless birdcall kylie would never forget.

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THE NEXT WEEK…
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A 23-year-old womanhood strode into the Tiger 's Eye café. She was striking, tall, her athletic body setting her apart from the average missy. Her beautiful face looked noble with its high malar bone and finely chiseled nose. Underlying all if it Kylie 's smooth, dark skin and self-confident charge almost gave her the aura of an African princess. And right now, strangely enough, she felt like one.

'' Hey, girl. Oh. My. Gawd. '' Shauna gasped as kylie slid into the Booth opposite her. Kylie 's untried friend made big eyes at her. Kylie was wearing an ultra decollete party dress of bright garden pink. The dress revealed the girl 's slim shoulders plus a generous quantity of segmentation. 'Cleavage'did n't even begin to cover it. Shauna marveled at the V-shaped dip down the presence of kylie 's clothes, which basically showed off the bender of Kylie 's white meat except for her nipples, not to mention the miss 's smooth chest of drawers above her belly button. They were getting more than a few looks - mostly from men, but a few women too.

'' You know you like it, '' kylie said with a playful wink. `` Bray 's taking me out for dinner and saltation later. ``

'' Like it ? '' Shauna said. `` Who kidnapped my best friend and replaced her with a fashionable doppelganger ? Because WHOEVER it was, I definitely need to thank them. '' Shauna 's melodic laugh made Kylie blush as she stole a sip of her Friend 's mocha.

The two best friends could practically cease one another 's sentences, but right now a comfortable secretiveness intervened. Kylie just stared happily into her best friend 's eye and finally Shauna could n't take it anymore. The female child squealed and rubbed her hands together.

'' release. I want EVERYTHING. Every close item, no subject how insignificant, lady friend. You owe me. ``

kiley nearly snorted out the second sip of coffee tree she 'd been stealing - and pursed her back talk. `` Owe you ? For what ? ``

'' For encouraging you to be existent with Brayden. Telling him about your forbidden desires. '' Shauna 's voice dipped low and dramatically as she said those final stage two tidings. Then she added, with a hopeful smile as her part rose back to its usual chirpiness, `` And for being the moral support you needed. '' The miss folded her arms on the tabletop and looked at Kylie expectantly, like a judge waiting for a lawyer to explain why they 'd just get in late to court. `` Ky, no more stall. You look like someone just fucked your genius out, girl. fall ! ''

kiley did just that. She told her protagonist about her night with Brayden, about the barrier they 'd crossed. About how he 'd bring the use of abrasive 'serial Orcinus orca'to wrick her on, to make her helpless, and to make her semen like she 'd never come before. What might have seemed like the ultimate night of intimate debauchery was actually something often simpler, more beautiful ; just the act of making love. Despite the swarthiness of it, the grit and forbidden ingredient to kylie 's illusion of being kidnapped and raped by a serial killer, she knew Brayden cared for her. There was a vast, vast difference between fulfilling a fantasy for the sake of loving another person and embracing a realness that Kylie would n't want visited on any woman. This was her fancy, her individual need - nothing more, aught less.

'' Wow. Just…wow, '' Shauna sighed after kiley had told her all the tempting detail. She 'd even told Shauna about the fake retractable tongue which Brayden had used to 'slit'her throat before making her coming one more time.

Shauna placed her deal on Kylie 's. `` You really went all the way with it, huh ? I mean, and Brayden…he stepped up like a champ. I mean…holy shit, he 's such a stud. '' Suddenly Shauna got quiet. `` You really love him, don't you ? ``

Kylie shrugged, trying not to let her best friend see her blush again. `` I 'm in the unconscious process of falling in sexual love with him. It 's not the same affair. ``

'' Uh-huh. sure enough it is n't. ''

Shauna narrowed her gaze. `` You two have been dating how long ? Nine month ? ``

The athletic lady friend nodded, bit her lip. `` Something like that. ``

'' You 're in a good seat. You 've finally found soul who gets you, who 'll love you for YOU, infant. I 'm so fucking jealous, '' Shauna sighed. Her voice contained a yearning that somehow pulled at Kylie 's heartstrings. It had been almost half a year since Shauna had gotten dumped. Her 22-year-old friend had n't found a guy to intrigue her in a long meter. Sure, she 'd wee-wee the episodic hook-up with a cute guy from a bar or a nightclub, but that wasn't the same. It 'scratched the itch ,'you might say, but sometimes itch-scratching was highly overrated. Just then a looney theme popped into Kylie 's question. She was basing it on the tone in her dependable ally 's voice, but before she full-out verbalized it she had to be trusted.

'' Do you ever think… '' kylie stole Shauna 's coffee berry cup and stared into the liquid state because she did n't believe herself to look up.

'' Do I ever think what ? ``

'' My rape fancy. Does it…ever seem like something that would, you know…turn you on ? I mean, I know I can tell you anything and you 'll always support me and wo n't try me. But I 'm just curious… ''

A thoughtful flavour crept over Shauna 's face as kiley risked a glimpse up at her friend. `` What if it does ? '' She shrugged. `` Maybe that 's piece of why I 'm covetous. ''

kiley took a trench breath and sentiment 'Here goes nil'. `` The reason I ask, Shauna, is because…I thought just now, what if we did one together. ``

Shauna 's forehead scrunched up in total confusedness. `` Did one what ? ``

Kylie swallowed, tried again. `` If we experienced the same fancy. I could ask Brayden if he 'd be will to do it for both of us. ``

'' Are you offering to let me have sex with your fellow ? '' Shauna all but blurted out, a piddling louder than she 'd intended. A look from a businesswoman at the nearest table had both girlfriend blushing.

'' Want to keep on it down ? '' kiley hissed.

'' Sorry. '' Shauna tried to recover. `` The idea makes me a little hot. Okay, to a greater extent than a minuscule, '' she admitted. `` But I do n't want to cause things weird between you and Brayden. ``

Now it was kylie 's tour to put a comforting mitt on top of Shauna 's. `` It wo n't. I 'll feel him out about the idea tonight. Bray 's always honest with me. If it bothers him, he 'll say so. If not… '' kiley 's eyes glinted with mischievousness, `` …then let me do this for you, beloved. Let me help indicate you a Night you 'll never forget. ``

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END OF PART ONE. Upcoming : contribution TWO with the complete ending.
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author 's bank bill :

I hope you enjoyed the story. Please leave a comment if you 'd wish. This chronicle has been one of my favorites to drop a line b/c it 's based on some personal experiences.

Disclaimer : all characters in the story are 18 or senior, and all issue depicted are fictitious. Remember, this is a fantasy. Always follow your dream, the darker and kinkier the better : )

~Gaggedkitty