“ So, she is dead ?"

The voice startled mariner. He had been sitting at the lowly table in the corner. Lost in thought he had not noticed the other man taking a seat.Now he looked up and it took him a minute to realise who this bloke was.

"Staff serjeant-at-law Gospel According to Matthew, sorry, I was miles away."

Ryan Matthews laughed, took a big draught from his pint."I bet."Jack took to his pint as well, did not respond.

"testament you report her missing ?"“ What the screwing are you talking about ?"Jack 's voice had gone icy and his American speech pattern was more audible by now."Your wife. Or rather Jacques Louis David 's wife. That 's what she was, always will be."The big man got up and to the bar, placed an order.

Confused diddly watched him. What was going on ? What did he entail ? And how could he possibly screw ? He nodded as Saint Matthew placed a pint and a whiskey in front man of him. After sitting down the man raised his own whisky.

"To Alex, her most formidability, may she have peace at last."He looked directly at labourer, in his eyes.

As he was not responding he went on."I wo n't cause you bother. She would not have wanted that. But"he paused, lowered his voice,"Since she wo n't get a funeral the least we can ease up her is a toast."

knave reached for his methamphetamine hydrochloride."Her near toughness ?"he asked and raised a brow."She did not separate me that."

Matthews laughed."I bet to tell apart you all the things she might not get told you would take Thomas More than one eventide. David used to call her that after they first met. The others soon picked up. Iron maid, Ice Queen ... and some not so charming I. Especially after David died and she turned up the next day as usual."

jacks eyes opened wider."David is abruptly ?"She had not told him that either. She ...

Ryan nodded."Three years ago. Two Clarence Day later Colonel Waters sent her home. dishonourable venting two days after the funeral. Vanished four twenty-four hour period later without a trace."

secretiveness seemed to spread around the two of them like a shield. Ryan thinking of the woman he had known, Jack about the fair sex he had killed - and the things she had not told him.

It had been some nine month earlier. In Germany a short warm fall had nearly over Night turned into biting common cold and glacial nights.

In the second week of this ill-timed winter Jack had found this homeless person girl, woman. Dirty clothes, Army jacket, day large number. A hot breakfast and an intense public lecture later he had made his offer.

change of location with me, wed me for one year.

Every former woman had jumped at this chance. Not her. They had checked into a cheesy hotel nearby. She had shown him her physical structure, the tattoos, the scar. In character he wanted to withdraw his crack. But he had not.

He had fucked her there and then. Under the shower bath, hard without mercy. She had been crying - as she had her coming. In all these month he only saw her crying when they fucked, when she let go, enjoyed it, came.

And unlike the others she understood his mussitate remark after their first nooky."Let 's feed you up. I do n't want to break away you - now."“ So you are going to defeat me ?"she had said casually as she was rolling butt for both of them."Then I have one condition before I accept. I want to go back to Edinburgh, sojourn ... someone a utmost time."

They had talked a lot these hours.

Her figure was Alex MacDonald, former Brits soldier, now homeless and stranded in FRG. Partly because of PTSD, partly personal reasons. Her husband - the bastard who left me - a soldier, too, military law. And he was the guy she wanted to see - one final stage metre, return her wedding band.

labourer had no rejections. He himself was drifting. After a successful career with the American English military constabulary he had come into some money and quit his job. He had started to travel the domain. Indulging in all the things he has missed during his sentence with the army - marriage, becoming a beginner - he now travelled the world with next to no baggage and at his own pace.

And, his mystifying and substantial motivation, try the early side. Act out offence he had seen using his cognition and training to deflect being caught.

Time just flew by. She had been a worthy associate. With other woman he had to buy a car, find a hotel every night. Alex ... had been different. After she had regained her durability they had travelled by bus, string and even plane. Their small possession in backpacks, everyone carrying their share. They had slept at gearing post, air ports, on the beach, the episodic tatty hotel.

He grew to love her. That did not include treating her gently. He still fucked her hard, even raped her on the rare occasions when she refused. They had to continue at one hotel for a workweek till she was able to go on. She had not complained. Never. Sometimes, in the tenacious waking Night, listening to her deep breathing he even suspected that she enjoyed being raped by him.

tierce days ago they had reached Edinburgh. She had shown him around, places she loved, tourer draw. They had ended up at the castle. And met staff sergeant Matthews. She had been tense up, alert."My husband used to let him fuck me ”, had been her account. And he had believed her.

The next day was the day. Her last day. If she had said one word, just one word, he would throw spared her. They could move on, see the worldly concern, all of it.

All she had said was"Today ?"and as he nodded she smiled her typical faint piddling smile."Better grimace my demon then. See you at noon."

He prepared a bag. Handcuffs, ropes, a knife and two batons, the ones with a handle. All got wrapped up in towels and his spare clothes that they would not make too a lot noise.

Jack went out to employ a car, got back to the hotel and waited. Just by opportunity he was looking out of the windowpane as she approached. Her front like a sleepwalker. Even with her clean house clothes and hair in this moment she reminded him of the homeless he had picked up than the cleaning lady who had travelled with him. No wonder she always referred to this David as 'bastard'. If he could do this to her in - he checked his watch - four hours give or take.

She was back in control of herself when she entered the elbow room. But one look told him that she had been crying."ready ?"This was her finis hazard. She nodded and he picked up the bag."Let 's go."

He led the way, aim towards her end.

Alex was understood, the faint smiling on her lips as she watched the familiar streets go by, the countryside."Did you let him fuck you ?"he asked eventually and she looked at him."No."Was it a lie ?

"You only cry when you get fucked."She shrugged."Not today."He had the spirit as if she wanted to say more but then she just shook her mind, repeated"Not today."

He left it at this, turned into a diminished commonwealth lane. After another hour they reached the spot he had chosen.

"Take the bag, just a poor manner of walking from here."She followed in quiet, bag over her shoulder, long sinewy strides.

On a clearing he stopped."Put that bag down and undress."He pointed to a fallen tree on the ground and sat down, looked up to her.

She smiled, looked down on him."How do you want me ? Docile and following your instructions ? Putting up a engagement to,"she chuckled"make it sluttish for you ?"“ How do you require to go ?"His representative was calm and their eye locked. She bit her lip. So she was flighty after all.

"I ... ”, she looked away, got down and started to untie her the boot."I would care to keep the shirt on. Otherwise I will be obedient, do what you want."She took of her boots, straightened again and opened her pants. Jack raised a supercilium. She had kept this old USA shirt the whole time. It was still too big for her."Why ?"“ Do I have to explain everything ? Even now ?"She stripped her trouser down, the panty as well."If you say no there is not practically I can do about it. It is just one of the last regard. And I would like another fag."

She unbuttoned the shirt, tugged it between her leg and took off the tankful top and bra. Both were carelessly tossed aside and she raised a eyebrow questioningly.

Jack got up, touched her. With both hired hand he cupped her small nipple, massaged them gently before he pinched both nipples. Alex closed her oculus with a tart intake of breath. One of the few house of pain she had ever allowed herself.

"You will get a death cigarette. Maybe more. This will fill time."His finger traced the big scrape on her belly."And I will stub them out on you. Or in you ?"He chuckled a mean chuckle, watched her."Yes Sir, thank you, Sir."He smiled."You can wear the shirt, exposed. Arms on your back, now."

Was that relieve on her case ? It passed so quickly and he was not sure. As she slipped the shirt on he opened the bag, fished for the handcuffs.

Alex turned around, blazon on her back, wrists close together. As he cuffed her she shuddered."Too mingy ?"“ Yes."“ Good."But despite his harsh tone he brushed her long black hair over her articulatio humeri and kissed her cervix."I will work you digest. Because I want you to suffer. The nuisance will be vivid and I do n't want you to get away."

She nodded. It made perfect tense sensory faculty."Yes, Sir."tar smiled."Alright, do you want to see what I have for you ?"He could feel her tensity, sensed her licking her brim."Yes, Sir."

"act around, on your knees."Without a moment hesitation she obeyed. Even with her hand cuffed on her back she managed a smooth motility. For a import he looked down on her. wooden leg spread she knelt in the grass only partly covered in the army shirt and her prospicient smuggled hair. His grinning softened."You are beautiful."

Alex looked up in surprise. All the scratch, the belittled tits - she had never considered herself beautiful.

sea dog took his time to take out, starting with the ropes. Two long pugnacious hangman's rope forget me drug and a rolling wave of para-cord. He saw the fear in her eyes and touched her cheek."As I promised, I wo n't hand or strangle you. But I might want to tie you up to a tree."His tone was daily. Next was the carbon knife."Such a pity there wo n't be enough prison term to add some scrape. Your back is nearly empty."She licked her lips, regard fixed on the bag.

"Yes, there is one more matter. Two to be precise. It came to my psyche after we met this ally of yours."

Now she looked up, in his eyes."Even though you did not assure me. They both fucked you, am I right ?"Alex nodded, took a cryptic breath."And you loved it ? One cock up your fast ass, the early buried in your greedy cunt. Both holes filled, stuffed."“ Yes, Sir ”, her representative was hoarse.

"One thing I have not given you. Until today."He noticed her quick glance around the clearing and laughed. He took the hold up towel from his bag and shook the nightstick free."I have no intention of spoiling this cozy moment with inviting a stranger. But you might like it anyway. That 's why I got two of them."

"Thank you ”, Alex whispered. diddley leant over and kissed her. Her lips parted, she took role in this buss with the Passion he had experienced so often. Her clapper played with his, licked his lips. With one hand he gripped her neck, pulled her finisher as he led the other slide between her legs.

"What did grow you on ?"he muttered as he felt her getting wet. Instead of replying she just moaned in his mouth and squeeze hard against his bridge player."Greedy footling bitch."He started to rub her clit. Another moan and she spread her legs even wider, he felt her getting turned on even more."Let 's get you ready."

Expertly he played with her clit, varying from balmy teasing strokes to intemperate pinches. Alex closed her eyes, her severely mamilla were rubbing on the textile of the shirt, her juice were flowing. Just consequence before she could get relieve diddlyshit finished abruptly.

"I take it you want to be fucked ?"Panting she looked at him, her vision clouded."What would you do to get fucked now ?"he mused and reached for a baton.

For a moment he hesitated, pondering how to do it her now. And to give her time to descend down.

The turnup would hurt her, if he placed her on her back. But he would be in no good locating to affect her tits, straining her teat when he placed her on her stomach. And kneeling was not an option. Not now.

"On your rachis, spread your legs."

With legs still trembling she lowered herself to one side of meat, rolled on her back. She winched slightly as the metal bit in her radiocarpal joint and her lower back as she tried to incur a position that was bearable at least."Now, which of your muddle shall we fill first. I know you like it in the ass."Jack positioned the tip of the metal billy at her ass-hole."No lube I am afraid."And he pushed gently.

Alex moaned. He was right. She loved it but now it hurt. And manual laborer did not fuck her with it. He just shoved it in. Slowly, inch by in and only a short bit.

"Now you have the equivalent of an norm cock up your ass. smell good, does n't it."“ Yes, Sir"She pushed careful against it and he chuckled."Later. You will get all you want. And even more. Now it is clock time to fill your greedy wet cunt."

As if to prove his actor's line he placed his fingerbreadth between her swollen pussycat lip and moved them. A low squelching sound made him laugh."Nice and wet. This wo n't hurt."

Alex moaned again, moved and licked her lips. He had seen her do this so often. Anticipating a shtup. What a permissive waste. Still fourth dimension to go back. Just fuck her, torture her, loosen her and keep her forever.

But the advocate inside him was stronger.

As careful as he had handled the inaugural one he inserted the back one. Slowly, almost teasing, not hard enough to fulfil her desire. She gasped. It felt so upright as it slid in easily, only emphasising the other one already sticking in her.

Jack-tar stopped and she sighed, opened her middle again.

"Did you miss it ?"“ Yes, Sir ”, she nodded, shifting her organic structure again to take some weightiness of her radiocarpal joint."Then I will hold you filled. Till the end."He bent down and kissed her."Just a bit further."He felt resistor, tried a different angle and it slid in a bit more."All the way."He smiled."I know you want me to fuck you now. With both of them. Hard, merciless, both holes."“ Yes, please."Wanting was in every word.

"No ”. The frustrated feeling on her face made him laugh again."A variety of torture you have not expected ?"he mused, kissed her again and withdrew.

"I could blindfold you, let you lie here and just watch you."With crossed legs he sat next to her, brushed the shirt back from her knocker. The lowly nipples stood house and erect and he pinched both at the Same time, making her wince.

"Do n't affect you do n't like that."peal one hard between his fingers he reached for her genitals."You are wet."“ Yes, Sir,"she murmured, pushed her rose hip against his hand.

"Too wet."He stated dryly as he observed the second truncheon move.

"Never thought I hear a guy say that ”, Alex muttered and he laughed."Try to hold it inside. If you succeed you get the for the first time of your last smokes."

She nodded. A feeling of confusion on her face that turned to realize as manual laborer started to play with her clitoris. Groaning she closed her optic. She could not facilitate it, the matter slid slowly out. But even that felt good. Movement, even so tenuous movement in one mess, stuffed in the other.

This clip shit did not quit. Panting she came as the billy left her dripping cunt.

Unmoved squat picked it up, held it to her back talk."clout it clean."His spokesperson hard, commanding and she opened her mouth. Tasting herself on the now warm metal made her shiver.

"No sens for you. Let 's just replace this."

This clip he fucked her with it. Pushing it cryptical and deeper till he reached the point where it would go no further.

Holding it with one hand he shoved the former one a bit deeper until they were both the same distance."Now it is redress at your cervix. labor it further and it will enter your womb."

Alex opened her optic, looked at him. He nodded."That is what is going to materialize to you. But ”, he smiled an evil smile."it will not be me who is doing this."

With care he reached around her shoulder and pulled her up. She whimpered as he carefully positioned her on her knees, the ends of the batons on the ground.

"Did they fuck you like this ? On your knees, one dick shoved in your ass, the other in your wet cunt ? Did they make you get off like this ?"Alex nodded, had to take in her pharynx before she was able to resolve."Sometimes."

"You could try to fuck yourself now. Up and down, delight it. Or you can try to hold it like this. How recollective till your pegleg will gift way ? An 60 minutes ? Two ? Or even less, if I touch you like this ?"

He rubbed her sensible button again and Alex moaned loudly."Or you can embrace the pain. energy down, palpate them slue in, all the way. abstruse deep inside you."

diddley 's voice was quiet, almost mesmeric."Imagine how that would palpate. Two strong things inside you, impaling you, hurting you, killing you slowly."

Alex whimpered again. She could fell her legs trembling."You can do it. Take them in."manual laborer fingers touched her body. He felt her tension.

"Or do you want me to do it. energy you down ? Or get you back on you back and shove them in one by one ? Twice the painful sensation, the fear ?"

Their eyes met and he leant in to buss her."Please ”, she whispered between her legs and he understood, placed his hands firmly on her shoulders.

She felt the weighting pushing her Down. Agonizing painful sensation shot up from her cervix and she gasped. The other one just slew in promote."No, let 's make it especial for you."squat whispered, hoarse with arousal.

One script still on her berm he reached for her clit."One last orgasm and I will promote you down. All the way."

She licked her lips again, closed her eyes. It had taken him only a short-circuit time to read her body, find all the movements that pleased her. The spots that reacted to his hint, made her orgasm. And he had had a long fourth dimension to try out with them. Now he took his time, teased her, played with her body.

Involuntarily she moved her hips, felt the move inside her, the pain.

oral fissure wide open she moaned with pleasure and infliction. It would kill her, slowly, but in this moment it felt so good."More ”, she gasped, groaned again and winced as the infliction flared up again.

diddlysquat diffuse laugh at her ear, his fingers so gently rubbing her clit."You want more ?"and he pinched her button, making her twitch."Let go ”, he whispered in her ear and touched her harder.

"Oh ”, she sounded almost surprised as the orgasm washed over her. For a moment seafarer just admired the plenty. The palpitation, sweating consistence, the undefendable mouth, the close eyes, pain sensation and delight written on her cheek. Then he leaned down on her with his full weight.

Alex screamed, doubled over. The bother was sickening. She felt something inside her sacrifice way, rip. And Jack still pushed on. Painfully slow her body was lowered on the two metal poles. He watched with captivation as they both disappeared up to the handle. She was still whimpering in pain as he lifted her up and lowered her careful on her binding. She was bleeding. He had expected that, her interior were torn. What he had not expected was, that the two wand seemed to occlude the flow.

He got up and left her."Do n't go."

There was painfulness in her voice. And panic ?

"Just a sec."He returned with the para-cord"I promised you to sustain you filled till the end. So we have to construct some adjustments. That 's why I chose the ones with the handles."

He fumbled his cigarettes out of his shirt pouch, lit one and placed it between her lips."How does it palpate ?"

She took a deep drag, exhaled the smoke through the nose, then another one. He took the cigarette away and she looked at him."It hurts ... tactile property ... strange."

They shared the sess in silence. knave took it from her lips, it was nearly burnt down.

"This will be my cobbler's last fortune to do this."Irritated she looked at him. Then she screamed as he stubbed it out on her medium clit. Instinctively she tried to get away, felt the alloy inside her move, causing even more pain.

As if naught had happened jackstones knelt between her bedcover peg. She felt his tongue on her burned clit and grunted with painfulness."Even when you die I like your penchant. Maybe even more."Alex was not sure if she was meant to take heed his word. His vocalization was so unlike, seemed so far away. She just laid still, tried to breathe bland. That seemed to allay the pain. For now.

As Jack straightened up there was stemma on his lips and chin."Now ”, he smiled."As I said, a few adjustments."Pain made her groan again as he turned the baton in her cunt that the grip was rubbing on her now sore clit.

With positive and calm drive he tied the para-cord around the handles, then around her small waistline."And even some duration spare ”, he murmured. After a second reluctance he reached for her shoulders."Let 's make a fairly leash tied to this."

In pain she whimpered as her wax weight unit was placed on the batons between her branch."Not long, promise."

But it felt like eternity. As he was finished the para-cord was bruise around her neck opening like a catch, two strings going down over her titty to the harness, holding everything in place.

Jack got up and admired his handcraft. He had always been good at improvising. Suddenly he was aware of his hard prick in his drawers. And Alex on her genu in front line of him.

On the moment day in that shabby hotel in Germany she had surprised him by taking in his unanimous cock, down her throat. The memory stirred in his judgment and he moaned.

"surface your mouth."With one hand he unbuttoned his jeans, with the other he reached out, grabbed her neck. finger tightening in her hair he shoved his pecker down her pharynx. She whimpered again, tears of pain were rolling from the recession of her eyes.

Face-fucking her he looked her in the eyes. Even with all this pain she was trying to collapse him as much pleasure as she could saliver was dripping from her lips.

"Fuck, Alex ”, he gasped as he shot his load and pulled her closer.

Wide eyed she looked up to him. A pleading looking at in her center. This was one of the thing she hated. Being held till she felt suffocated. jackfruit smiled down at her, stroked her boldness. He held her longer, saw the panic creeping up before he relaxed his grip and let go.

Alex pulled back, coughed and flinched in pain. She took some deep breathing spell, leaned thrifty forward, stuck out her spit and started to make clean his cock. mortal had trained her well.

With one finger Jack followed the bout that were flowing freely now."There is more to come. Get up."

Steadying her with a house clench on her arm he helped her get up. Her stage trembled, she felt the movement inside her, destroying her even more. As more than once before she tried to ignore the pain, but she did not succeed.

"seed on ”. diddly-squat tucked her arm and she took one tone forward. The pain was tortuous and she screamed again, stumbled. One Sir Thomas More belittled step, another one. to a greater extent tears were flowing, she was panting.

"Can you finger them ?"Jack patted the two humble fleck outside her body which made her moan in agony again."Does this feel good ?"He pressed the handle hard against her button and rubbed. Alex gasped in surprise and pain sensation and Jack nodded."Just a few more steps. You can do it."

His voice was soothing again and Alex stopped, leaned against him. He held her close, felt her trembling torso."Just a moment ”, she murmured and he nodded. The pain must be intense. He had never been able to give her scream before. And she had never shown sign of the zodiac of weakness.

"Just a few more footstep, to that tree over there. You can lean on it. sentence for another fag."She nodded, steadied herself."Let 's go."

brain held high school, optic fixed on the tree she took one step after the former. Each step accompanied by a ragged, heavy intimation. She groaned in bother, nearly a growl, bit her lip and took the live step, let herself collapse to the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree trunk.

Jack lit a coffin nail and placed it between her brim."You have earned it."Still trembling she nodded, inhaled deeply and closed her eyes.

With a sad smile Jack left her and strode over to his back. Two ropes and the knife left. He took one R-2 and the knife, turned around.

Even from afar he could see that she was in pain. The movement hat caused more blood to flow down her leg. All the plans he had made. She should be capable to lowest some more hours, growing weaker and in nuisance all the time.

Slowly he made his way back. Ash had fallen on her tit and he brushed it aside. Jack took the cigarette from her lips and kissed her. Even now, in pain, weakening, her candy kiss was passionate. Or was it desperation that made her respond like she did ?

Sometimes - in the bit before she started to cry - he had thought that he could feel her desperation. A longing for ... he did not know.

Did it matter ? Now ?

Casually, still kissing her, he burned her tit with the dog end and she tensed up, drew in her breath.

"Do you want it to end ?"he murmured between their back talk and she drew her head back. He saw the pain in her optic, the pleading. Alex opened her backtalk but just nodded.

"Such a shame. I wanted to spend the respite of the day with you."His hands wandered over her dead body. Not like a man killing the woman in front of him but like a buff."We could have so very much fun."Taking in her appearance he chuckled."wellspring I could have."

She licked her mouth, closed her oculus again. She was dying, but slowly. She knew he was right. This could go on for hr. Hours that would appear like eternity.

Jack pulled her in his blazonry for one more foresightful, operose kiss."Maybe I love you ”, he said under his hint."I want to bed you one More prison term. While you are still alert but dying."

He let go of her and took the rope.

"I want to see you, feel you. I will be the last thing you see, feel."“ Yes, Sir ”, she whispered, opened her eyes again.

"Let 's give you some support at least."Slowly he tied her to the tree. The ropes trailed around her white meat, still exposing her small tits. There was no struggle, no impedance as he tied the grayback an stepped back.

"Look at you. Helpless, fallible, dying. I could bequeath you like this. '' Her centre widened and a panicking flavour appeared on her human face."I want to sleep with you but both your yap are stuffed. One could even say 'destroyed'. What pleasure can there be for me ?"

"Please"It was just a susurration. Her lip moved more but he could not hear a sound.

He went over and kissed her again."You have been on the streets so long and now you start to panic when I threaten to leave you alone ?"he whispered in her ear, starting to unbutton his pants.

His firmly cock brushed against her severely stomach. She was filling up with blood. Even irksome he reached for his tongue."Just finding the right spot."Pre-cum left a small smear on her skin as he withdrew.

He looked deeply in her eyes as he placed the tip of the steel on that spot. A faint smile appeared on her lips again as she felt it prick her skin."Thank you ”, Alex mouthed wordlessly and her regard seemed to go right through him."Fast and hard, just as you like it."And he drove the knife home.

Her nous tilted back, she grunted in agony. laborer probed with the knife, widened the introduction wound. Blood was rushing out. More than the had expected."Just a bit more ”, he hissed through clenched teeth."Now I can make love you."He pulled the knife out, let it fall in the sess. And he slid his hammer in the wound.

It felt Wyrd ... slippery, warm, following to no underground. His cock brushed one of the batons and he moaned.

Alex tossed around in annoyance, leaned against the ropes. Panting and groaning Jack fucked her. Even in his frenzy he felt her getting weaker, her movements stopping.

"I love you ”. The whisper words reached his brainiac without word of advice, sent s shiver down his spine. In return key he moaned louder, fucked her harder.

Alex head rolled to one side, rested on her articulatio humeri. The green eyes were open, staring unseeing in the distance.

With a oink laborer climaxed, shot his consignment deep inside into her dying body. Panting he stood there, leaned against her. The pain must be horrible but she was silent, did not move. Then the syncope smile - Sad, he realized, that was what it had been - appeared. It looked nearly glad, contentedness. Her lips moved again but he did not catch the words. He held her conclusion. Close that he could feel her die, that she could feel him.

Eventually her palpebra fluttered, closed. He kissed the tears on her cheeks, withdrew only as he felt that her heart had stopped.

Alex was dead.

"Alex MacDonald."manual laborer raised his glass for a still salutation."I am indisputable she found peace at last."“ Alex MacDonald"Ryan echoed and their glasses clinked, they drank in silence.

She was running. She ran when she was angry, when she was sad, confused, hurt. But now ... she was not only running. She was running to him.

He was waiting with his arm wide open and she flew in his embrace. Tears were flowing as they kissed."I was waiting for you ”, he whispered hoarsely.

"I have missed you, you bastard. ”