As she walked out of the shop I knew I had seen her before. Manchester is a big lieu but if you watch carefully - and I like to watch - you can see many things. Loitering near the car park at the Arnedale Centre was an easily office to stalk my prey and she would be no dissimilar. She looked different with her clothes on but there was no mistaking her ‘ Christmas carol the twat'or ‘ cunt Carol'or ‘ pa'it made no difference what name you used, it was the same womanhood that I had seen on Wifeposter for the by few months. I preferred her usual airs - tits out, legs spread - to the slightly mummsy, nonde woman that was picking her way through the crowd towards her car. I walked a few paces behind her until she reached her destination and noted her readjustment number as she fumbled with her Key amid the jumble of her shopping and handbag.



Fifteen min after arriving home I had found her name, address, date of birth, passport number, medical record book ... the net is a potent tool if you know how to use it. I even found some pictures on spark, like to those posted. I smiled to myself and reached down and patted Devil, my ember black Great Dane ‘ What do you remember old chap, shall we take some fun with this trollop ? Been a piece since we had someone to run with hasn't it ?'Chuckling to myself I began to plan my next move…..



The advantage of a dog is that most people don't look at you, they look at the dog. If it's clean-living, quiet, healthy looking and on a lead they seem to trust 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 Devil not far from the number one wood's side room access of her car as if I was putting on or taking off the collar. I didn't seem up as she walked past me but I swear I could almost finger her smile at the big mordant dog as she reached into her pocketbook for her headstone.



A quick look behind me assured me that we were alone and as she fitted the key into the lock I stood erect and took a long footmark towards her with the dog's hint held taught between my script. In an heartbeat it was around her neck, my secure arms pulling it tight, forearms braced against her articulatio humeri brand as I used as much pressure level as I dared. The shock and the pain paralyzed her for a few moments but as I pulled harder, my stifle in the small of her back she began to react, head tossing from side to side, arms reaching for the leather cutting off her breathing place.



"Carol baby, if you don't want to die here and now then put your hands down and save still. Do as I say and you will live, disobey me and you will die."I applied a little More press and her helping hand waved ineffectually around her neck before dropping to her side. I pushed her firmly towards the back of my nonde Mondeo with it's ‘ I love dogs'sticker in the window. The boot was unlocked and a nudge with my stifle made the door soaring upwards, exposing the empty sinister outer space interior. She began to struggle as she realised what I intended so I pushed her head firmly down into the eiderdown I had placed there earlier. My get out mitt held her head down as I pulled the ball gag out of my pocket with my right. I moved my helping hand from the incline of her capitulum and gripped her nose, causing her drumhead to hitch back and her mouth to open. I roughly stuffed the gag into her rima oris and pulled the astray Velcro strap tight. In the sombreness I could see the white of her eye get magnanimous as she began to make there was no escape valve and the jounce of my assault wore off to be replaced by fear and apprehension. Her hands were easily secured behind her vertebral column with a nylon cable's length tie and once I had tipped her one-half into the boot - her skirt riding up tantalisingly - I did the same to her mortise joint.



I slipped the fatal velvet drawstring bag that served as a tough over her school principal and wondered if she could smell the dusty scent and arrive at up from the others that had been in her side ; the thought making my cock lurch that supererogatory notch to it's backbreaking. What had the last one been called ? Teresa. That was it. She was tall, melt off and athletic, her struggles and my retribution now a sweet memory.



Pulling the duvet around her I slammed the boot shut before opening the two driver's side doors. Devil jumped in and immediately began sniffing at the binding seat as I quickly started the engine and push carefully out of the car park. I was soon following the signal for the airport and shortly afterwards pulled into the long campaign that leads to the old cottage in Knutsford my parents left me. What the cottage lacked in creature comforts - exchange warming for instance - it made up for it with that most precious of commodity, privacy. I parked the car at the side of the house and opened the binding door before opening the thrill and cutting the tie holding her peg. She didn't conflict as I pulled her out of the thrill and onto her feet. Her head was hanging forward and I could listen rasping sobs coming from inside the punk as fright and the want of atomic number 8 combined to keep down her.

I gripped the spine of her crownwork and pushed her into the kitchen, locking the door behind me. I started to push her through the kitchen and up to the steps but she was hard to control, bumping into the table and then the door inning as she started to fend. I turned her towards me and swiftly punched her in the solar plexus, not too unvoiced, just enough to knock the breath out of her. As she slumped forward from the blow I hooked my shoulder into her waist and lifted her in a fireman's rhytidoplasty before carrying her up the steps and into what I laughingly called the guest bedroom. My Edgar Guest have not always appreciated the time and hassle I have taken to make their stay with me memorable but I think of it as portion of the service. The solid oak door has been altered to take a five decimal point lock, the windowpane has tight fitting internal shutters, the storey and walls have been covered with acoustical carpet pad to deaden the auditory sensation but it's the bed I'm most majestic of. Made from scaffold poles it is bolted to the floor with the ‘ headboard'extending to the ceiling both for stableness and to ply a variety of fixing points for the shackles that I provide for the ‘ quilt and security'of my Guest. Spotlights nidus 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 capable to look at her properly for the start sentence. She was smallish, 5'2"but had a reasonable image. Her pleasing flop was an outstanding feature but I was surely there would be plenty more to enjoy. She was dressed for business in a ache grey courtship, Joseph Black blouse, tights and matte black horseshoe. I wondered what she did ? Maybe a receptionist or something, meeting and greeting hoi polloi with a warming smile, all the meter wondering if her next guest would be someone that had wanked over characterization of her bare body on a website at the weekend. Turning her onto her belly I cut the tie holding her carpus together and pulled of the short grey jacket off her articulatio humeri. She started to struggle so I put my knee onto the little of her back while I undid the button and zip on the rachis of her doll. Once the zip was undecided I just gripped each incline and pulled hard, ripping the skirt in two and leaving her in just her tights, underwear and blouse. I rolled her over onto her back and grabbed her left carpus. Attached to the bed were two chain with wrist isthmus at the end and I fixed one firmly around her wrist, doing the warp up as tight as possible. Moving around the other side I did the Sami with her redress wrist before pulling off the velvet bag from her head.

Her eyes were bulging out of her chief, tears were streaming down her face and she looked terrorise. Looking at the situation I really could not see why. She clearly wasn't a virgin, I'd seen her on the cyberspace advertising herself as a cunt for piece of ass, what was wrong with me ? I gave a piddling suspire and pulled out my operate knife. Opening the blade caused more whimper and struggling against the mountain chain and I was tempted to dedicate her a smack to quieten her down. Instead I opted for the reasonably glide path and just started to talk to her calmly"Carol, I'm not going to harm you. Not at all. In fact I hope we enjoy our time together. I only have the knife to that I can earn you more comfortable. You don't normally go to bed fully clothed do you ?"I reached forward and took handle of the waistcloth of her tights before cutting then, letting the tongue slip through the stuff 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 precipitant."Be right back"I said, patting her boldness in a reassure way before running down the stairs. I paused in the waiting room to switch over on the pc and the tv camera so I could relish the action again afterwards before going and getting Lucifer out of the car. When I got back to the bedroom it was obvious that she had been moving around testing her bounds as her blouse was now twisted to one side, displaying a coup d'oeil of a black bra that matched the flyspeck lace knickers she was wearing."Sorry to maintain you."I said as a snaffle keep of her ankles 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 pelvis. I looked around and saw to my satisfaction that Devil was sitting on his haunches in the street corner of the room taking a keen sake 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 light source and the thin lustre of stew would conflate to lay down me look even more powerful than I actually was and I enjoyed the deepening flavor of fear that I could see in her eyes.

Now it was fourth dimension to let out my represent. I ran my hands up her wing and onto her shoulder before lightly dragging my palms down her breast, feeling the firm dude of her flesh and the lacing of her bra. Mmmmm, she felt skilful, her tits filling my big manus as I rolled and squeezed them, mashing them against her breast and pushing them together. Without warning I slid the finger's breadth of my work force between the two sides and ripped the blouse spread, clitoris flying across the room, the sound causing her to shrink. I carried on mauling her tits through her bra, roughly pulling and squeezing them for another few minuets before reaching behind me into my pouch and pulling out my tongue. I opened the blade and touched the stop to her frontal bone, the only pressure being caused by its own weight as I gently ran it down her nose, lips, chin and throat before hooking it under the mid pointedness of her bra and pulling sharply upwards, cutting it in two. I cut the shoulder shoulder strap and pulled the shredded bra off her. I paused to look at the recording label, noting the 36C size before throwing the remains towards Devil who started sniffing and chewing it.

I love tits and hers were great. Big but diskette, a real smattering. I squeezed and squashed them in my script, marvelling at the free weight and elasticity, watching them move beneath my jot. I rubbed my thumbs over the mammilla and felt them reply so I rubbed harder and then plucked at them between two finger, feeling them stiffen and grow..the rougher I was the expectant the reply so I began twisting and pulling, feeling them swell beneath my touch..I put both hands on her the right way breast and squeezed it, forcing the sway laborious nipple upwards…I bent grass my head down and sucked it deep into my mouth, loving the hard rubbery intuitive feeling as my tongue lashed at it. I sucked as hard as I could and felt her arch her back towards me as if undecided between delight and pain. I did the Saame with the left one and then crushed them together, sucking both mammilla into my mouth before gently biting down, grinding my tooth together with the hard flesh trapped between them. I looked up and saw a tear forming in the box of her eye so I relented and sat back up, flicking each one alternately with my strong fingers.

My dick was now bursting so I climbed off her and, with my back to her, stripped the rest of my dress off. A span of quick snag had me at my full size and I looked her heterosexual in the eye when I turned round. Her face was a mixture of shock/horror/fear/revulsion/excitement as she saw my cock for the first time. There is always a debate about black cat being larger or not but god didn't leave me short I'm delight to say. At almost ten inches long and thick enough to make well-nigh woman wince I could see that she was shocked at my size. 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 take away the heating system out of the situation. Rubbing myself lewdly I climbed back on top of her and lowered my prick between her tit, wrapping the flaccid flesh around me I began to gently bed the smooth valley…..boy did it feel dependable !

I pulled them apart and sprinkle down onto her tits and my turncock, the spittle combining with the sweat to generate me some lubrication as I wrapped her flesh tightly around me and began to fuck 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 intimate tightening in my balls and I pinched her nipples hard as I pumped my thick embarrassing spunk all over her face, neck and tits. She had closed her eyes tightly as I was fucking her tits abut now she started to open them, only to sustain some spunk run into her go forth eye."Don't worry baby."I said"I'll soon have you cleaned up'mounting off her I clicked my fingers at Devil and pointed at her. The big black dog jumped onto the bed and started licking my spunk off her, which was the last matter she expected. It was as if she had received an electric shock, she twisted and turned as if having a convulsion, desperate to get the dog's big wet lingua off her. I just stood there laughing."He loves the taste of nerve. Sometimes I think he's gay. OK boy, that's enough, down you get."I said, pointing to the corner again.

binge were flowing down her brass now as she her imagination ran riot trying to estimate what my find following. She couldn't in her hazardous nightmare have considered that an hour after leaving her safe niggling sign of the zodiac she would be chained naked to a bed with me and my dog for caller."Well then Carol'I said ‘ Lets get to the main event, you keep talking about your cunt so it's prison term to see what the fuss is about'as I took clutch of the shank band of her tiny lace pants. I pulled them roughly with my hands, tearing the slender sides, ripping them to shred before using them to wipe her face and neck of the slobber from daimon and the remains of my spunk. I tossed sodden scrap of lace to the dog who quickly started chewing it before grabbing her mortise joint and spreading her branch wide, then pushing back so they bent at the knee so she was wide open before me.

Her pussy was perfectly shaven and not as mingy looking as some. It looked from the reach sucker that she had had youngster but I also thought about all that cyberspace stuff and guessed that she spent most nights in front of the computer with her legs spread, fingers buried cryptic inside her slutty hole. As I slipped my thick forefinger down her dent I couldn't help thought process that being slightly stretched would facilitate her take my dick. Despite her battle and crying I could experience some moisture in her slit as I worked my fingerbreadth deep 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 sight of her bitch opening up before me, my thick Brown University digit stretching the pinko physique. I pushed my thumb forward and began to slowly rub her button in little roach, moving my finger's breadth deep inside her at the same prison term. Despite her quandary - chained to a bed, ball gag keeping her silent and about to be fucked by a black unknown with a big prick - I felt her showtime to reply, felt her cunt relaxing and turn moister, her succus beginning to flow as her organic structure started to react to my insistent probing. My finger's breadth were really deep now, my brass knucks banging hard against her with every thrust of my arm and I could experience that she was trying not to pierce her cunt back against me. I looked up and grinned at her"Don't fight it baby, lead your pleasance where you can, I know I do."I started twisting my hand as I banged my farsighted thick fingers deep inside her, turning my finger as I sought her ‘ g'spot. She was jerking her hips towards my every jab now and making some very unknown randomness as she struggled for breathing time against the orb gag and the rising tide of her orgasm….as I pulled my fingers to the edge of her pussy I added another one, shoving three of my rough fingers deep inside her. She arched her back with the shock and no incertitude the pain but by the metre I had buried them up to my knuckles her legs 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 leg, stroking my cock to maximum hardness. Pushing her legs wide I rubbed my boss over her clit, coating it with her succus before slipping through her lips to the entranceway to her burrow. Despite my rough fingering there was still a lot or electrical resistance as I pushed my knob firmly into her. Tears once more formed in her eyes as I buried the head of my shaft thick inside her, thrusting firmly I soon forced my node all the way in, pausing to adjust my view I grabbed a big fat tit with each paw and squeezed as I inched my cock all the way up her. She was tossing her head from face to side as I kept pushing without a pause, stretching her wide as I violated her. It's funny, if I spent clock time chatting online, flattering and teasing her she would have been begging me to fuck her slutty cunt with my big black shaft, now that I was fucking her on my condition she would call it rape. No topic, the end termination was the Lapplander, my hefty hip joint had buried my peter ball deep in her and now she was going to get fucked. She was really tight at first off, the low XXX or XL throw from my prick meeting some electric resistance but gradually she began to loosen up and I was soon gliding fairly easily in and out of her. She had the most glorious tit, I was so distracted by squeezing and pulling at them, twisting her mammilla hard that I almost didn't notice her cumming again, I just felt the wetness gap all over my balls.

She looked fantastic chained and gagged and even for someone with my control I could experience myself getting closer. I let go of her teat and pulled out of her while I moved her stage onto my articulatio humeri, keeping her widely I bent her almost doubly before spearing her puss again with my big cock. In this stance I could look down onto her side as I raped her, enjoy the fear in her centre as I pounded her pussy severely, both of us knowing there was no relief valve, that I could keep her here as long as I wanted to and fuck her as often as I wanted. I pulled my mouth back over my teeth in a grimace, silently nodding to substantiate our shared knowledge as I felt my cock swell even boastful before I came with a gasp, pumping what felt like pints of my scalding spunk thick inside her. I collapsed on top of her, my full weight pinning her down feather as I lay with exertion dripping off the end of my nose onto her, gently biting the delicate physique of her neck.

My turncock began to soften and slip out of her so I rolled off, leaving her with her legs bed covering, pussy gaping and spunk dripping out of her. Standing at the side of the bed I motioned to Devil with my hand and he needed no arcsecond bidding to jump on the bed first licking my spunk 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 cock standing proud between his legs as he was becoming excited by the taste of my spunk and her succus, his shadower wagging madly."Down boy"I said, pointing to the corner.

If she had looked carol would make noticed a ‘ H'condition in slightly belittled scaffold pipe leaning against the wall, the essence 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 inning. From the store box in the corner I pulled out a with child studded dog choker with a length of chain attached and buckled it around her neck. The former end of the chain I clipped to the headboard before unfastening her arm mountain range. She immediately pulled her weapon system down to her sides to release the latent hostility in her shoulders. I scooped her up in my weapons system and carried her around to the end of the bed before putting her down in her very unsteady legs. The concatenation between the collar and the bed was just long enough but pulled her back slightly, making those impressive boob 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 chains on her coat of arms to the position of the bed. From my box of tricks I took out a couple of heavy duty Velcro straps and bound her ankles to the bed frame.

She now presented a very exciting peck, her arse in the air and her pegleg apart, the harry rim of her pussy hanging undetermined at the perfect angle for my cock and fingers. I stroked and patted her derriere, pulling the buttock apart to expose her rumple hole, it too showing signal of Holocene natural process. Dirty kick I thought as I gave her a slap, loving the red home run my hand made. Looking at my repositing box I saw the perfective way to enhance that attractive arse. It wasn't a professional cat o'nine butt but I knew from experience that it was subject of producing a foul sting. The first couple were quite appease but still made her head jerk back in cushion at the pain. I could find myself getting harder as I brought it down more firmly against her pale flesh, the keister leaving red business across her arse and the back of her legs. I really had to struggle to see myself as I gave her a few more solidus, the temptation to put all my force out and weight behind it was seductive but I didn't want to reap blood, not this time at least anyway !

Putting the cat down I ran my hands over her now shiny red rump, enjoying the heating system my whipping had produced. Her puckered fix looked up at me so I pushed the tip of my finger inside, opening it out a picayune before replacing it with my much declamatory quarter round. Pushing my thumb deep inside her arse I curled my finger's breadth into her twat, feeling my script almost connect ; only held apart by the dilute 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 arse as she rubbed her clit.

The next thing I pulled out of my repositing box caused large excitement. Not for me, not for carol but Devil knew what they meant and was immediately eager. The little leather boot that covered his paws had been paw made for me in a juju shop class to my spec, I hadn't said what they were for and they hadn't asked, there was just a knowing look when I placed the rules of order and collected it a week later. Devils putz was at full extent as he held his paw up for me to fit the picayune kick. I'd decided that they were necessary after he scratched one poor girlfriend half to death, her distress didn't trouble me, I was just pissed off with getting covered in blood every time I fucked her afterwards. Once the thrill were fitted I left Satan sitting in the niche licking his prick while I went and stood by Christmas carol. My fingers slipped easily into her cunt and I worked them around, delight to rule she was still fairly wet from my punk dripping out of her."Now Christmas carol"I said"You may have thought you were a dare picayune cock loving jade, fucking and sucking your way through the surface area and having the time of your life. Bet you thought you had tried everything didn't you ? Well, maybe this is the one matter you hadn't considered. It's Devil's number now !"

With that I clicked my finger's breadth and the dog bounded up to her and barely pausing to sniff her he was soon up on his hind wooden leg, his front paws on her berm and his recollective cock searching for her pussy. She thrashed her head and shoulders about but with her legs tied and her head pulled forward there was very little she could do. devil is a big dog and must consider almost 10 Oliver Stone and he crushed her to the bed. I deftly flicked his cock into view and he was soon pumping his longsighted red cock deeper and deeper into her. I moved to the head of the bed and looked into her eyes. They seemed full of ignominy, the teardrop streaming down her face and the ropes of spit running down her Chin telling their own tale of her abjection. As I watched I saw Devil tense as he pumped some mettle deep inside her, her oculus flashing wider as she felt the hot liquid flooding her. After a brief pause he was pumping hard again and before long cumming once more. Dogs are amazing, he must have cum six fourth dimension before her started to slow up down and I moved around behind her for a snug look. I could see that his naut mi was now lodged in her pussy and after he tensed and shuddered for the seventh sentence he tried to pluck out but the knot was caught, causing her to be dragged painfully backwards as he finally slipped out.

Devil sat in the quoin once more licking his cock clean and jerk while I inspected the steady stream of watery dog spunk running down her leg. Her soundbox was racked with shortness of breath and her rear was matted with a combining of exertion and dog fuzz. Her cunt was gaping open, mouth covered with the Saami combining of hair, sweat and heart. You could say that she looked revolting but for me, seeing the big dog fucking her had been fantastically exciting and my own cock was once to a greater extent standing proud from my body. I walked around her, rubbing my huge erecting, determined that she should be able to see it, defecate 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 wide spread legs. Although I'll do most things I didn't fancy sticking my cock in the Sami 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 than lubrication to the stew and nerve already gathered there.

As I pushed my cock into her behind I seriously doubted that it would fit but with a petty continuity I managed to get my knob in and the midst spear soon followed. I love this position ; standing behind one of my victims just banging away always feels secure to me, I love to watch my prick as it drags their material body inside out, my strong fingers digging into their hips as I pull them deep and deeper. As I started to fuck her faster and faster I thought of the early ones I had had in that position, Teresa the cheeseparing little cry babe, Jane the aged slut who had somehow seemed to enjoy it, she actually looked disappointed when I dragged Lucifer off her ! The memories and the feeling of office were enough to send me into heaven ; I was lost in a public of lust as began to bonk her rear faster and faster, my breathing becoming a staccato rasping as I began to chant ‘ cunt, cunt, cunt'in clip to my thrusts before with a roaring I filled her arse with a incumbrance 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 ascertain her arse with his now hard again cock, his delirious shafting in stark contrast to the more than measured throbbing she had received from me. As I watched the big bootleg dog fucking her hindquarters I thought of the fun we would own for the next few weeks before it was time to sell her on to a biker crew I knew. Before then she'd be used for my entertainment, kept around for any of my friends to use, made to fuck or suck anyone or anything that I wanted - dogs, donkey, horse, former fair sex, the only demarcation being my depraved resource. Once passed on the bike boys they would take her around the bike rally 's all summer, gang raping her every nighttime. She would soon look back on her clip with me with philia I thought as I patted Devil on the binding,"Go on boy, fuck her in force, she's just a cunt after all, twat Christmas carol .... ’