The single-story house sat on a cul-de-sac, far away from the traffic on Blackstock road. Inside, in front of a mirror shaped like a giant teardrop, a womanhood examined herself. She was almost naked as she studied her slender yet acrobatic bod. Kylie did n't know whether to be excited…or terrified. He was coming. In less than 30 arcminute he would be here.

Would Brayden really do this for her ? She had her share of doubts. 'He 'll hate me after this for sure as shooting ,'she thought. 'He 'll cerebrate I 'm disgusting .'

Of class right now the 23-year-old looked anything but disgusting. kiley 's alluring looker practically taunted her in the mirror. She wore only a deep Magenta bra and fit panties. The deep purplish-pink set off her swarthy scramble tint perfectly. The push-up bra barely contained the beau of her tit. She twisted side of meat to side, gazing at herself. A smooth, firm belly and abs guided the eye down to lean coxa and long, aphrodisiac ramification. Her perfectly sculpted face had high malar bone and chocolate-brown eyes filled with excitement. This was the dark. This was it. She 'd secern her boyfriend her abominable, deep, sullen secret fantasy, and he 'd promised to fulfill it.

kylie 's cellular phone buzzed. The girl grabbed it from the nightstand.

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

'' Hey, girl ! '' Her best friend was n't someone to be deterred. `` Just wanted to shout out and wish you good luck. I hope your big hunk leaves you exhausted. '' Shauna 's delightful jape drifted through the earphone, making it nearly impossible to stay mad at her. kylie smiled.

'' Shut up. He 's going to be here in 26 min. I do n't birth time to run my mouth, or listen to you running YOURS. '' But Shauna must accept heard the affection in Kylie 's voice overcoming her vexation, because the girlfriend just laughed again.

'' All right field, whatevs. Listen though, I 'm your undecomposed friend forever, girl, which is tachygraphy for'I 've got your back no matter what, no matter who, no matter if the house is falling down on you .''' Kylie rolled her eyes. Why did her respectable friend have this dazed fixation with rhyming ? kylie groaned, smiled at the like time. Sometimes she did n't bang whether to gag her outflank acquaintance 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 speed of luminousness, aight ? And you can bet I 'll be bringing a gallon of your darling ice cream, if it all goes to take a shit. OK ? ``

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

'' Oh, shush girl. You probably all set and ready. I bet you look gorgeous. Ah, mulct, this is me saying adios. have intercourse you babe. ``

'' dear you too, '' Kylie sighed before her better friend hung up.

There were just two stride left to pack. Kylie lit the candles placed all along the bureau, the desk, and the cherry woodwind instrument nightstands. Then she switched off the luminousness and took out two pairs of handcuffs. She laid back on the bed face-up. kylie cuffed one of her wrists to the headboard with the first pair of handcuff. Then, although it was awkward, she managed to cuff her other wrist to the headboard using the second duo of cuff. Now she sighed, closed her eyes. Took a deep breath. Waited.

Minutes ticked by. She felt her body getting hot - and not from the candles all around the bedroom or the heat of a South Carolina summer Night. Anticipation sparked into a decelerate, exigent burn. She was unquiet too. She tried to reassure herself, but it was hard. Not because she did n't love Brayden. Not because she did n't confide him - or want to, at least. It was just…she had been disappointed too many times in the past.

'Is he going to be like all the others ?'she wondered. 'Why could n't I just be a vanilla girly-girl ? Why do I sustain to be so eldritch ?'It was n't prosperous, being a talented twirler in minor league baseball game. The pay was mediocre but what she hated the most was the Assumption guys made about her. They fell into one of two category. They either assumed, because she was this hood athlete, that it meant sure things in the bedchamber. That she liked to be dominant and take bursting charge. Or, they demanded the exact opposite ; that she would be totally traditional, the girlfriend 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 living. And, most importantly of all, her tastes in the bedchamber were…unusual. Downright rare. Because Kylie had the coloured 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 consecutive killer. Of him saying all of the terribly things he would do to her as he tied her up helpless and had his way with her. scourge and disconsolate hope turned her on during sex - even if those threat were obviously NOT things she would ever require a man to actually carry out. The human head was filled with contradiction in terms .'I 'm filled with contradiction ,'Kylie thought ruefully. The doubtfulness was, would Brayden be okay with it ? Would he have a go at it her for who she was ? Could he play the role she 'd asked him to ? Or would he realize that she was broken, that maybe she did n't deserve his love ?

Those were the questions that nagged the beautiful girl as she heard a key rustle in the lock to her battlefront doorway. kiley listened as the threshold opened. She heard footsteps and suddenly her sleeping accommodation doorway swung wide. Brayden was there, the 6'4 football player with biceps as loggerheaded as tree tree trunk and a chest sculpted with splashboard abs you could chop bricks on. His rugged grimace and middle shone with key hungriness. Apparently he had stripped out of his tee already, revealing glorious muscles like all the eye candy kylie could ever hope for.

'' Well, well. If it is n't a poor, helpless, captured kick, '' he said, his voice soft yet hard at the same time. He had a modest duffel bag. He was in the character now - the office of the sexualized series killer. He put the duffel to the side, unzipped it, drew something out which flashed in the candlelight. A long, wickedly precipitous tongue. He laid it near the foundation of the bed. Kylie felt a charge of reverence - and luxuria - as her eubstance suddenly sparked to life from her toes to her fingertips to the bakshish of her breasts, and everywhere else besides.

'' Please…let me go, '' she begged. Her cunt twitched when she watched him unbuckle his belted ammunition, take off his pants, shoes, and drogue, as his long, thick shaft bobbed into view. It had to be a good 10 column inch long when erect. And right now ? Now it stood out like a slab of silken steel, hard for her. Yearning to be buried deep inside her oestrus.

'' 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 pelt of her thigh and slid the sharpness underneath the side of her panties before slicing through the wispy framework. She gasped. He ignored her, just folding the ruined scanty out of the way, revealing her dipsomaniac, exposed sex.

'' Mmm. And what 's this ? This pussy is screaming to be fucked and tortured, is n't it little girl ? '' He lightly petted kiley 's shaved catch. The girl was suddenly panting a mile a instant. She felt fresh heating roll through her loins. She felt the first promise of her fluids start to dribble between her thighs.

'' Please…do n't do this, '' Kylie sighed. The fantasy deepened. Her libido soared. She watched, biting her lip as Brayden leaned over her. His bridge player left her pussy and she nearly cried out. Her clit already missed the tantalizing touch of his fingertips. As if her body was no thirster her own, she felt a midget part inside her crying out, 'No. Don't closure .'The dusky-skinned fille gazed at the point of the tongue as it slowly came down toward her bosom. Brayden cut away the strap of the bra. He revealed her supple cone cell in all their glory as he folded the cups away on either face. His gray eyes flared with wish and a backbreaking bound of something that scared Kylie in all the right way.

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

'' Hmm. What should I do with you, little slut ? Do you know how many women I 've captured and killed ? How many girls I 've fucked senseless ? Hmm ? '' Even though Brayden 's word of honor were part of the act, he played his percentage so convincingly that kylie 's heart hammered in her dresser. She looked down and saw her mamilla pebbled up into hard piffling pinko buds. Her pussy throbbed as Brayden 's hired man 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 incapacitated girlfriend and bit the tit on each of her limber cones. kylie groaned. She arched her back, which only thrust her disclose knocker into Brayden 's mouth as he sucked on each of them in turn. He drew back reluctantly. He then pulled a cock-shaped pencil eraser nut gag from the duffle bag bag. Brayden leaned over her, inserting it into her mouth, fastening it to her jaw and clicking the strap into lieu as she groaned.

'' That should close you up and keep you from asking anymore pudding head interrogative, '' he said. Then he kissed the side of her brass with surprise tenderness. His hand stroked her other cheek as his candy kiss traveled lower, traversing her body like a controlled whirlwind. Everywhere his lips touched, Kylie felt her tegument ignite. When he kissed the upper portion of her shaved pubic muff, she moaned through her gag and felt her cunt grasp up with despair.

'' UHHH ! ! ! ``

'' What 's that, bitch ? You 'll have to verbalise more clearly. '' He nipped at her clitoris as his hands lazily circled her orifice, gliding across her moistening labia. Kylie closed her eyes and just focused on his touches. She breathed heavily through her nozzle as his knife flicked across her clit for the first metre.

'' Mmmm. You 're enjoying this way too much, you nasty cunt. Maybe I should slice off your clit ? That would be a skillful penalisation. That 's what I do to all my captured sluts, sooner or later… '' Brayden let the awful statement knack like a knife over her straits. This fancy was so dark, it would be comfortable to forget that Brayden loved kiley so much and that she loved him. The things Brayden was willing to do, the role he was uncoerced to meet - it made kylie wonder that she 'd finally happen another soul willing to at least indulge her writhe, secret wants. Could Brayden be the one for her ? That was the thought tumbling about in her mind, nearly drowned out in the haze of need that filled her veins as her pussy began to cream up quietly on Brayden 's tongue.

He had his face buried between her second joint now. He was licking, lapping at her sex like her initiative offered the o.k. feast. He groaned appreciatively as her fluids began to flow onto his natural language. Brayden 's script reached up, cupping kylie 's breasts. Her hands clenched. Her chest of drawers rose and fell faster and faster as her boyfriend 's tongue dove deeply into her soft crease.

'' AAAAHHH ! ! ! '' she moaned through her gag. The cock-shaped gag filled not just her mouthpiece, but also the back of her throat. She yearned to moan his name, but she could n't. She was so helpless. She was naked, completely bare to his every whim. This painful successive orca had her at his complete mercy and she could do nil to hold open herself. She could only widen her thigh and offer her let out snatch more readily to his attentive mouth. She could only groan as her nipple hardened like pink diamonds, as she felt herself building toward the most forbidden climax.

What happened present moment later nearly undid kiley. Between sucks and slurping on kiley 's pussy, Brayden growled at her, `` I want you to close your eyes. ''

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 heavy into her voiced sex, ramming them harder and harder, upping the tempo, battering her joy nub with his lingua 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 sexual climax. A moving ridge of disappointment threatened to crest over her and mash her like a tsunami. Her eyes still squeezed shut, kylie almost gasped as her body protested in a million shoes.

Yet before she could, there was a tawdry smack. The end of the riding craw Brayden had grabbed suddenly slammed into Kylie 's exposed pussy. The unexpected slap dismission her pent-up libido like a violent flood. She came so concentrated. Her slit convulsed as her legs writhed. Her knocker wiggled side to side as she moaned loudly through her gag, twisting in her handcuffs. The hallucinating joy of coming threw kiley into an oblivion from which she never wanted to rejoin. When it was all over - it could have been seconds, minutes, time of day for all kylie knew or cared - the beautiful miss just felt happily sated affectionateness between her legs. Brayden 's head abruptly loomed in figurehead of her side. His index finger traced a melodic line down her Kuki-Chin, where she 'd begun to drool thanks to the ball-gag affixed in her rima oris.

'' Did you like that, you nasty little bitch ? You enjoyed yourself at my disbursement, did n't you ? And you know what ? That deserves a punishment. '' Brayden unfastened the orchis gag and let the rubber-shaped pecker dangle onto her neck. He straddled her breast until his elongated shaft nestled in the valley of her breast. He then reached back, slapping the end of the riding craw against her defenseless young twat.

'' OW ! '' she cried out.

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

'' Y-yes, '' she whispered.

He brought the riding crop to her lip. It glistened with her juices in the candlelight. `` salt lick your cruddy fluids off of my crop, you dirty cunt. '' kiley obeyed, her tongue sliding along the end of the crop until it glistened with just her spit. Then she looked up at him fearfully as he took up the tongue in his other hand and pressed the flat of his blade against one of her breasts. The cold steel felt like ice against her horribly sensitive mammilla. `` Should I cut off your nipples for enjoying that a little too often ? I think I should. '' Kylie yelped as Brayden pressed the tip of the tongue into her nipple, just enough to snick the skin, not even to draw bloodline.

veneration seized up her chest, catapulting the miss 's arousal to new heights. 'Oh fuck. I 'm so get out. This is turning me on. What 's wrong with me ?'kylie intellection. She was trembling as Brayden leaned over, capturing her mouthpiece with a long, impassioned kiss. When he finally drew back so that they could both come up for air, he stared at her so intently.

'' I think you 're prepare to adopt a heavily cock right up your slut pussy. Beg for my peter, footling miss. Beg for it or I 'll cut your teat off right NOW. '' Brayden slapped the end of the riding crop against Kylie 's sex. She groaned as the constant cadence of his crop swatting her helpless snatch echoed in the bedchamber.

'' Tell me how lots you want my cock, cunt. recite me, '' he shouted.

'' Please stop ! I want your cock. Please fuck me, Sir ! ``

'' Call me 'Master'you ungrateful cunt. ''

'' Yes maestro, '' Kylie chirped. `` Please know my snatch with your big, arduous putz. ``

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

Kylie whimpered. `` OK. Ahhh ! Please fuck my twat, stretch my pussy. shag me hard until I scream and then fuck me heavy, schoolmaster. rape my love-hole with your cruel cock and make me confess. Please, I beg you. fuck ME, '' Kylie crooned. Finally, satisfied with the girl 's submission, Brayden let the craw chemise from his fingerbreadth. He put the tongue aside too. He leaned down over his gorgeous girlfriend and kissed her softly on the lips.

'' Mmmm. Are you ready, bitch ? I 'm going to leave you the practiced shag of your Whitney Young liveliness. Maybe when I 'm torturing you, twisting your nipples off and shoving a brand rod up your ass, maybe you 'll be able to ache for proficient times when only my surd, pumping light beam was raping your tight pussy. So love what 's about to happen to you, fiddling daughter. revel my cock while you can. ``

The 'serial killer 's'atrocious promise, like acid morose chocolate, swirled in Kylie 's mind as she watched him communication channel up his cockhead between her pussy lips. He slowly nudged the oral sex into her indulgent warmth. She stiffened in prediction, her quim wet with foreplay. Then he suddenly slammed his rose hip forward, leaving her breathless as she felt all 10 inches of his manhood ramming towards her cervix.

'' Ahhh ! Oh god ! '' Kylie cried out as Brayden 's hands clamped onto her articulatio humeri. He held her in blank space as his shaft slammed into her young kitty with hard, brutal fucks. The bed creaked and shook as his cock pierced her snatch until only his jostling testicles were visible. He stroked her tight groove as if his tool was a baste ram. His violent jab were joined by the loud smooch each clock time their trunk slammed together as one.

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

'' Yes, Sir. Please fuck me. Fuck my pussy raw. '' The arousal in her loins was now a wildfire that could n't be extinguished. She felt rivers of lustfulness flowing through her veins. The naked girl could n't serve herself. Her snatch squeezed lovingly around Brayden 's turncock as she met his thrusts with the movement of her hips. She pushed her puss forward to eagerly run across his pulverizing nookie. Soon her grunt and groan, his grunts and the tacky smacking of their bodies joining as he fucked her without mercy, these sounds combined and echoed throughout the entire home. Kylie 's brown eyes looked up at Brayden 's hungry stare as he made love to her. Fucked her. The hard spark in his eyes told her how seriously he was taking his role as the misrepresented 'serial killer ,'but there was this underlying balminess he could n't hide. There was a love behind his hard regard which she could see, kick as a full moon Sun Myung Moon.

'' master key, 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, squawk. '' Brayden leaned down, kissing the side of meat of kylie 's brass as his hands caressed her hair, as his cock lanced through her young sex with to the full, jarring strokes.

'' Please fare inside me. empty your seed in my pussycat, Master. I want to experience your sticky, warm cum filling me up. PLEASE. Fuck me and amount inside me. crap me yours, '' Kylie murmured.

'' Sing for me, bitch. I want you to groan like a bitch in hotness. groan for all you 're worth or I 'll do to you next what I eventually do to all my becharm girls. I 'll cut your pharynx. '' The young man said those horrific words as he drew his phallus out of her warmth, only to play his cock slamming into her sex like a spear. Kylie 's groan rose an octave, her tit pebbling up as lust surged through her loins. Her feminine motivation to be dominated rose to a pinnacle as her pussycat writhed around his shaft. She was coming…even hard than before, if that was even unsufferable.

'' Oh fuck ! Ahhhh ! ! ! ! victor, I 'm gushing on your dick, '' she moaned, her back talk wide subject as she cried out and screamed `` YES ! AHHH ! ! ! '' Brayden looked down at his stopcock vanishing inside her wetness, gripped by her snatch muscles in a loving, delirious bosom, and he ground out a guttural cry as he threw his hips forward and felt his cock explode.

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

'' Yes ! Uhhh ! '' Kylie squealed as she felt his shaft twitch inside her glib deepness. Her wrist joint chafed against the manacle to the point of pain, but she did n't give care. There would be red marks along her slender wrists later on, but she did n't care. Kylie felt her young body floating on joy, lust, love, tenderness, too many emotions and sensations to decipher reality as her boyfriend pumped what seemed a gallon of cum between her legs. At lastly, panting almost as heavily as she was, Brayden pulled out his softening prick and looked down. They both looked down.

From Kylie 's ruined snatch, from between her swollen pussy rim, a huge dollop of cum oozed out onto the bedsheets. It was followed by several bombastic 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 white meat rose and fell in a unrestrained rhythm.

Suddenly Brayden 's tough face, the Gray oculus flecked with second of blue, blocked out Kylie 's position. He brought the knife to her neck. She felt the dusty flatcar of the brand against her bare skin even as his other hand cupped her pussy.

'' Now that I 've fucked you and vacate my seed inside you, I bet you 're worried you might get significant. fountainhead do n't worry, squawk. I do n't think you 'll go that long. '' He slid the knife across her pharynx as kylie gasped. What the beautiful girlfriend did n't make was that her swain had replaced the real knife with a shammer knife moments ago. Even as the blade slid across her pharynx, the leaf blade retracted, and she realized that this knife was made not out of sword, but a surd credit card resin. Still, it had the desired effect. The poor girl nearly had a spunk attack. Twisted as it was, the jolt of fear combined with Brayden 's hand cupping her sex sent her over the edge. She gushed on Brayden 's hand in a last coming as her eye rolled up in her head.

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

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

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

Kylie 's smile lit up the way like the biggest cd of all. `` Are you kidding, Bray ? That was amazing. You… '' She could n't find the Holy Writ. She had to get back for simpleness and just hope he could hear the wonderment in her representative. `` Thank you. ``

Brayden smiled down at her, swooping down to kiss her softly, then more and more hungrily as their tongues wrestled, their rim pressed together. He broke off the kiss, cupping her aspect as he stared with such volume it made her heart stop.

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

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

But Brayden just gave her the most solemn 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 cognize 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 ways. If this is the sorry secret you 'll ever give birth, kylie, then I 'll consider myself a favorable man. Besides, '' and now he winked at her as she tried to ignore the distracting sensations of his fingers slipping inside her cum-soaked bitch, `` maybe you 're not the only one with dark secret fantasies, hmm ? ``

The thought sent a flush of anticipation that melted Kylie 's heart and sent her mind spinning. She reached down, grasping the base of his cock as it sprang to renewed sprightliness between her fingerbreadth.

'' Oh yeah ? '' she said seductively. `` Well, then, Mr, you better start talking. '' She shimmied down the bed with a wicked smile until her backtalk smothered his rooster. Her script fondled his testicles as she began to pump her back talk up and down his manhood, moaning as she planned to make him a very genuine 'Thank You'for what he 'd just done for her. All Kylie could guess as her boyfriend lovingly caressed her hair, holding her dark tresses away from her typeface as she sucked his shaft, was this :

'He thinks he 's a lucky man, but I 'm the lucky one. I 've found someone who loves me, who accepts me .'The realization swirled in the girl 's head like a priceless song Kylie would never forget.

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THE NEXT WEEK…
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A 23-year-old woman strode into the tiger 's Eye café. She was striking, tall, her athletic body setting her apart from the average girl. Her beautiful grimace looked noble with its high cheekbones and finely chiseled nose. Underlying all if it kiley 's smooth, dark skin and self-assured bearing almost gave her the gloriole of an African princess. And right now, strangely enough, she felt like one.

'' Hey, little girl. Oh. My. Gawd. '' Shauna gasped as Kylie slid into the stall opposite her. kylie 's young acquaintance made big oculus at her. Kylie was wearing an extremist low-necked political party dress of bright garden pink. The garb revealed the girl 's slim berm plus a generous amount of cleavage. 'Cleavage'did n't even start to cover it. Shauna marveled at the V-shaped dip down the front of Kylie 's dress, which basically showed off the curve ball of Kylie 's tit except for her nipples, not to mention the fille 's smoothen chest above her belly push button. They were getting more than a few looks - mostly from men, but a few fair sex too.

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

'' Like it ? '' Shauna said. `` Who kidnapped my best booster and replaced her with a stylish doppelganger ? Because WHOEVER it was, I definitely need to thank them. '' Shauna 's musical comedy laugh made Kylie flush as she stole a sip of her champion 's mocha.

The two well acquaintance could practically complete one another 's time, but right now a well-fixed silence intervened. Kylie just stared happily into her best friend 's eyes and finally Shauna could n't take on it anymore. The young lady squealed and rubbed her hands together.

'' Spill. I want EVERYTHING. Every utmost detail, no matter how insignificant, young woman. You owe me. ``

Kylie nearly snorted out the bit sip of coffee she 'd been stealing - and pursed her brim. `` Owe you ? For what ? ``

'' For encouraging you to be real with Brayden. Telling him about your forbidden desires. '' Shauna 's voice dipped low and dramatically as she said those last two password. Then she added, with a smart smile as her voice rose back to its usual chirpiness, `` And for being the moral support you needed. '' The girlfriend folded her arm on the tabletop and looked at kylie expectantly, like a judge waiting for a attorney to explain why they 'd just make it late to court. `` Ky, no more stalling. You look like someone just fucked your brains out, lady friend. Spill ! ''

Kylie did just that. She told her protagonist about her Night with Brayden, about the barriers they 'd crossed. About how he 'd act as the function of coarse 'serial killer'to deform her on, to ready her helpless, and to make her come like she 'd never come before. What might stimulate seemed like the ultimate night of sexual debauchery was actually something practically simpler, more beautiful ; just the act of making love. Despite the shadow of it, the grit and prohibited element to Kylie 's fantasy of being kidnapped and raped by a serial killer, she knew Brayden cared for her. There was a huge, vast difference between fulfilling a illusion for the sake of loving another person and embracing a realism that Kylie would n't want visited on any woman. This was her fantasy, her individual need - nothing more, nothing less.

'' Wow. Just…wow, '' Shauna sighed after kylie had told her all the tempting inside information. She 'd even told Shauna about the fake retractable knife which Brayden had used to 'slit'her throat before making her orgasm one more time.

Shauna placed her script 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 sleep together him, don't you ? ``

Kylie shrugged, trying not to let her beneficial ally see her blush again. `` I 'm in the process of falling in love with him. It 's not the same matter. ``

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

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

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

'' You 're in a good situation. You 've finally found someone who gets you, who 'll love you for YOU, babe. I 'm so sleep together jealous, '' Shauna sighed. Her voice contained a longing that somehow pulled at kiley 's heartstrings. It had been almost half a year since Shauna had gotten dumped. Her 22-year-old ally had n't found a guy to intrigue her in a yearn prison term. sure, she 'd made the occasional hook-up with a cute guy from a bar or a club, but that wasn't the same. It 'scratched the scabies ,'you might say, but sometimes itch-scratching was highly overrated. Just then a looney estimate popped into Kylie 's read/write head. She was basing it on the timbre in her best supporter 's part, but before she full-out verbalized it she had to be sure as shooting.

'' Do you ever think… '' Kylie stole Shauna 's coffee cup and stared into the liquidness because she did n't trust herself to see up.

'' Do I ever think what ? ``

'' My Brassica napus illusion. 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 back up me and wo n't pronounce me. But I 'm just curious… ''

A thoughtful tone crept over Shauna 's side as kylie risked a glance up at her Quaker. `` What if it does ? '' She shrugged. `` Maybe that 's part of why I 'm jealous. ''

kiley took a cryptic intimation and thought process 'Here goes nothing'. `` The reason I ask, Shauna, is because…I thought just now, what if we did one together. ``

Shauna 's os frontale scrunched up in total muddiness. `` Did one what ? ``

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

'' Are you offering to let me give birth sex with your boyfriend ? '' Shauna all but blurted out, a piddling louder than she 'd intended. A look from a businesswoman at the penny-pinching tabular array had both girls blushing.

'' Want to celebrate it down ? '' Kylie hissed.

'' Sorry. '' Shauna tried to recoup. `` The idea makes me a little hot. Okay, more than a trivial, '' she admitted. `` But I do n't want to clear things weird between you and Brayden. ``

Now it was Kylie 's number to put a comforting hand 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… '' Kylie 's eyes glinted with roguishness, `` …then let me do this for you, honey. Let me help oneself show you a night you 'll never leave. ``

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END OF PART ONE. Upcoming : office TWO with the complete ending.
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author 's annotation :

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

Disclaimer : all character reference in the narrative are 18 or older, and all issue depicted are fictitious. Remember, this is a fantasy. Always follow your pipe dream, the darker and kinkier the better : )

~Gaggedkitty