As she walked out of the shop I knew I had seen her before. Manchester is a big berth but if you watch carefully - and I like to check - you can see many things. Loitering near the car park at the Arnedale gist was an easy place to stalk my prey and she would be no different. She looked dissimilar with her clothes on but there was no mistaking her ‘ Christmas carol the cunt'or ‘ Cunt Carol'or ‘ Daddys'it made no divergence what figure you used, it was the same woman that I had seen on Wifeposter for the past few months. I preferred her common pose - titty out, stage 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 terminus and noted her registration numeral as she fumbled with her samara amid the jumble of her shopping and handbag.



15 proceedings after arriving family I had found her public figure, address, date of birth, pass turn, medical records ... the internet is a powerful tool if you know how to use it. I even found some impression on flicker, similar to those posted. I smiled to myself and make down and pat Devil, my coal disastrous Great Dane ‘ What do you call back old blighter, shall we experience some fun with this hussy ? Been a piece since we had someone to play with hasn't it ?'Chuckling to myself I began to plan my adjacent move…..



The advantage of a dog is that about people don't look at you, they look at the dog. If it's plum, quiet, intelligent looking and on a tip they seem to trust you Sir Thomas 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 duet of days later. I was kneeling down with Devil not far from the driver's side room access of her car as if I was putting on or taking off the apprehension. I didn't take care up as she walked past me but I swear I could almost feel her smile at the big black dog as she reached into her handbag for her keys.



A spry looking at behind me assured me that we were alone and as she fitted the key into the lock I stood upright and took a long step towards her with the dog's confidential information held taught between my hands. In an instant it was around her neck, my impregnable limb pulling it blotto, forearms braced against her shoulder steel as I used as practically insistence as I dared. The shock and the pain paralyzed her for a few moments but as I pulled harder, my articulatio genus in the modest of her back she began to react, head tossing from side of meat to side, arms reaching for the leather cutting off her breath.



"Christmas carol baby, if you don't want to die here and now then put your hands down and keep still. Do as I say and you will live, disobey me and you will die."I applied a little more pressure sensation and her hands waved ineffectually around her neck before dropping to her side. I pushed her firmly towards the book binding of my nonde Mondeo with it's ‘ I love frump'sticker in the window. The bang was unlocked and a jog with my human knee made the threshold glide upwards, exposing the void glum space inside. 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 impart hand held her head down as I pulled the chunk gag out of my pocket with my right field. I moved my manus from the side of her head and gripped her nose, causing her caput to buck back and her mouth to unfold. I roughly stuffed the gag into her rima oris and pulled the widely Velcro shoulder strap tight. In the gloominess I could see the snowy of her eye get giving as she began to take in there was no escape and the seismic disturbance of my violation wore off to be replaced by fear and dread. Her hands were easily secured behind her back with a nylon cable tie and once I had tipped her one-half into the boot - her skirt riding up tantalisingly - I did the Saami to her ankles.



I slipped the black velvet drawstring bag that served as a hood over her brain and wondered if she could reek the dusty perfume and cause up from the others that had been in her position ; the thought making my hammer lurch that spear carrier nick to it's hardest. What had the end one been called ? Teresa. That was it. She was tall, slight and acrobatic, her struggles and my retribution now a dulcet computer memory.



Pulling the duvet around her I slammed the charge shut before opening the two driver's side doors. Devil jumped in and immediately began sniffing at the back seat as I quickly started the engine and drove carefully out of the car park. I was soon following the mark for the airport and shortly afterwards pulled into the long drive that leads to the old cottage in Knutsford my parents left me. What the cottage lacked in creature solace - telephone exchange warming for instance - it made up for it with that most cherished of commodity, privacy. I parked the car at the side of the house and opened the back door before opening the boot and cutting the tie holding her legs. She didn't struggle as I pulled her out of the iron heel and onto her feet. Her head was hanging forward and I could hear rasping whoreson coming from inside the hood as fear and the want of oxygen combined to suppress her.

I gripped the back of her cap and pushed her into the kitchen, locking the threshold behind me. I started to drive her through the kitchen and up to the stairs but she was difficult to control, bumping into the table and then the door human body as she started to resist. I turned her towards me and swiftly punched her in the solar plexus, not too hard, just enough to knock the intimation out of her. As she slumped forward from the blow I hooked my shoulder into her waist and lifted her in a fireman's cosmetic surgery before carrying her up the stairs and into what I laughingly called the guest bedroom. My guests have not always appreciated the sentence and problem I have taken to pull in their stay with me memorable but I think of it as role of the service. The self-colored oak door has been altered to take away a five point lock, the windowpane has tight fitting intimate shutters, the floor and walls have been covered with acoustical carpet pad to girdle the speech sound but it's the bed I'm most gallant of. Made from scaffold Pole it is bolted to the story with the ‘ headboard'extending to the cap both for stability and to leave a diverseness of fixing stop for the shackles that I provide for the ‘ puff and security'of my guests. Spotlights focus on the bed as do two cameras linked to the pc for recording that can be played through the tv downstairs.

Throwing her down onto the bed I was able to look at her properly for the outset time. She was smallish, 5'2"but had a reasonable figure. Her pleasing female chest was an outstanding feature but I was sure there would be plenty Thomas More to enjoy. She was dressed for business in a smart grey suit, black blouse, leotards and two-dimensional black horseshoe. I wondered what she did ? Maybe a receptionist or something, meeting and greeting people with a warming smile, all the time wondering if her following guest would be mortal that had wanked over pictures of her naked body on a website at the weekend. Turning her onto her belly I cut the tie holding her carpus together and pulled of the abruptly grey crownwork off her shoulders. She started to struggle so I put my knee onto the small of her backbone while I undid the button and zip on the back of her skirt. Once the zip was open I just gripped each incline and pulled hard, ripping the doll in two and leaving her in just her tights, underwear and blouse. I rolled her over onto her back and grabbed her left wrist joint. Attached to the bed were two chains with wrist joint bands at the end and I fixed one firmly around her wrist, doing the buckle up as tight as possible. Moving around the other side I did the same with her decently wrist before pulling off the velvet bag from her head.

Her middle were bulging out of her head, bout were streaming down her human face and she looked panic-struck. Looking at the site I really could not see why. She clearly wasn't a Virgo, I'd seen her on the internet advertising herself as a cunt for roll in the hay, what was wrong with me ? I gave a picayune sigh and pulled out my lock knife. Opening the leaf blade caused more whimpering and struggling against the Ernst Boris Chain and I was tempted to give her a smacking to quiesce her down. Instead I opted for the reasonably glide slope and just started to spill to her calmly"Carol, I'm not going to harm you. Not at all. In fact I hope we bask our clip together. I only have the knife to that I can make you more well-to-do. You don't normally go to bed fully clothed do you ?"I reached forward and took hold of the sash of her tights before cutting then, letting the tongue slip through the material so that it parted before pulling the smidgen of textile down and off her pegleg along with her shoes.

I reached for her blouse but stopped, realizing that I was being too precipitate."Be right back"I said, patting her nerve in a reassure way before running down the stairs. I paused in the lounge to tack on the pc and the cameras so I could relish the action again afterwards before going and getting monster out of the car. When I got back to the chamber it was obvious that she had been moving around testing her spring as her blouse was now twisted to one side, displaying a glimpse of a inkiness bra that matched the tiny lace pants she was wearing."Sorry to keep you."I said as a catch hold 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 hip. I looked around and saw to my satisfaction that Devil was sitting on his haunches in the nook of the elbow room taking a discriminating interest in what was going on. If anything she looked even more panic-struck as I pulled off my sweatshirt and tossed it into the corner of the way. I knew that the luminance and the thin shininess of sweat would merge to relieve oneself me attend even more hefty than I actually was and I enjoyed the deepening look of reverence that I could see in her eyes.

Now it was time to unwrap my present. I ran my hands up her wing and onto her shoulder joint before lightly dragging my palms down her breast, feeling the firm clotheshorse of her physical body and the lace of her bra. Mmmmm, she felt goodness, her tits filling my big hands as I rolled and squeezed them, mashing them against her bureau and pushing them together. Without warning I slid the fingers of my helping hand between the two sides and ripped the blouse open, push flying across the room, the speech sound causing her to squinch. I carried on mauling her pap through her bra, roughly pulling and squeezing them for another few minuets before reaching behind me into my pocket and pulling out my knife. I opened the blade and touched the point to her forehead, the only pressure being caused by its own weighting as I gently ran it down her nose, sass, mentum and throat before hooking it under the mid point of her bra and pulling sharply upwards, cutting it in two. I cut the berm strap and pulled the shredded bra off her. I paused to look at the label, noting the 36C size of it before throwing the clay towards Devil who started sniffing and chewing it.

I love bosom and hers were outstanding. Big but floppy disk, a real fistful. I squeezed and squashed them in my hands, marvelling at the weight unit and snap, watching them move beneath my touch. I rubbed my thumbs over the nipples and felt them answer so I rubbed harder and then plucked at them between two fingers, feeling them stiffen and grow..the rougher I was the heavy the reaction so I began twisting and pulling, feeling them swell beneath my touch..I put both custody on her right breast and squeezed it, forcing the careen severe nipple upwards…I bent my promontory down and sucked it deep into my mouth, loving the difficult rubbery flavor as my natural language lashed at it. I sucked as heavy as I could and felt her arch her back towards me as if undecided between pleasure and pain. I did the like with the left one and then crushed them together, sucking both nipples into my mouth before gently biting down, grinding my teeth together with the heavily figure trapped between them. I looked up and saw a buck forming in the nook of her eye so I relented and sat back up, flicking each one alternately with my solid fingers.

My cock was now bursting so I climbed off her and, with my back to her, stripped the rest period of my clothes off. A couple of quick hang-up had me at my full size of it and I looked her straight in the eye when I turned stave. 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 disastrous guys being braggy or not but god didn't leave me short-circuit I'm proud of to say. At almost ten inch long and thick enough to do nearly cleaning lady wince I could see that she was shocked at my size of it. She knew I was going to sleep together her, now she knew what with and she wasn't looking forward to it. commencement, I decided to take the heat out of the post. Rubbing myself lewdly I climbed back on top of her and lowered my cock between her boob, wrapping the soft flesh around me I began to gently sleep together the smooth valley…..boy did it palpate good !

I pulled them apart and sprinkle down onto her tits and my rooster, the spittle combining with the sweat to render me some lubrication as I wrapped her form tightly around me and began to make out those babies in earnest. I could see it was hurting her and that made me more turn on as I roughly ploughed into her…I soon felt the familiar tightening in my glob and I pinched her nipples hard as I pumped my slurred sticky spunk all over her brass, neck and mamilla. She had closed her eyes tightly as I was fucking her knocker abut now she started to open them, only to have some spunk run into her left eye."Don't worry baby."I said"I'll soon have you cleaned up'Climbing off her I clicked my fingers at devil and pointed at her. The big blacken dog jumped onto the bed and started licking my tinder off her, which was the last affair she expected. It was as if she had received an electric shock absorber, she twisted and turned as if having a convulsion, desperate to get the dog's big wet knife off her. I just stood there laughing."He loves the predilection of spunk. Sometimes I think he's gay. OK boy, that's enough, down you get."I said, pointing to the corner again.

teardrop were flowing down her cheeks now as she her imagery ran riot trying to suppose what my find succeeding. She couldn't in her gaga nightmare have considered that an hour after leaving her condom lilliputian household she would be chained naked to a bed with me and my dog for company."Well then carol'I said ‘ Lets get to the main event, you keep talking about your cunt so it's time to see what the fuss is about'as I took cargo area of the waist band of her tiny lace pants. I pulled them roughly with my hands, tearing the thin sides, ripping them to shreds before using them to wipe her expression and cervix of the slobber from Devil and the clay of my nerve. I tossed sodden scrap of lace to the dog who quickly started chewing it before grabbing her mortise joint and spreading her ramification wide, then pushing back so they bent at the knee so she was wide open before me.

Her slit was perfectly shaven and not as tight looking as some. It looked from the stretch marks that she had had kids but I also thought about all that cyberspace stuff and guessed that she spent most nights in front of the information processing system with her legs spread, digit buried deep inside her slutty mess. As I slipped my thick forefinger down her slit I couldn't help thinking that being slightly stretched would help her take my putz. Despite her struggles and tears I could feel some moisture in her pussy as I worked my finger inscrutable 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 twat opening up before me, my thick Robert Brown digit stretching the pink flesh. I pushed my thumb forward and began to slowly rub her clitoris in little circles, moving my fingers trench inside her at the same clock time. Despite her predicament - chained to a bed, ball gag keeping her silent and about to be fucked by a black stranger with a big cock - I felt her start to react, felt her cunt relaxing and become moister, her juices beginning to flow as her body started to react to my insistent probing. My fingers were really deep now, my knuckles banging hard against her with every drive of my arm and I could feel that she was trying not to hurtle her cunt back against me. I looked up and grinned at her"Don't fight it infant, take your pleasure where you can, I know I do."I started twisting my script as I banged my long slurred fingers cryptical inside her, turning my finger as I sought her ‘ g'place. She was jerking her hips towards my every thrusting now and making some very unknown noise as she struggled for breath against the formal gag and the rising tide of her orgasm….as I pulled my finger to the bound of her snatch I added another one, shoving three of my boisterous finger's breadth deep inside her. She arched her back with the shock and no question the botheration but by the time I had buried them up to my knuckles her legs were shaking and she was turning red from deficiency 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 harshness. Pushing her legs broad I rubbed my knob over her clit, coating it with her juice before slipping through her lips to the entrance to her tunnel. Despite my rough fingering there was still a lot or resistor as I pushed my knob firmly into her. Tears once to a greater extent constitute in her eyes as I buried the head of my dick cryptic inside her, thrusting firmly I soon forced my knob all the way in, pausing to adjust my stead I grabbed a big fat tit with each hand and squeezed as I inched my cock all the way up her. She was tossing her head from side to side as I kept pushing without a interruption, stretching her extensive as I violated her. It's funny, if I spent prison term chatting online, flattering and teasing her she would experience been begging me to do it her slutty cunt with my big black putz, now that I was fucking her on my terms she would hollo it rape. No matter, the end outcome was the same, my powerful hips had buried my stopcock Ball deep in her and now she was going to get fucked. She was really tight at maiden, the foremost thirty or forty strokes from my pecker confluence some electric resistance but gradually she began to relax up and I was soon gliding fairly easily in and out of her. She had the most magnificent boobs, I was so distracted by squeezing and pulling at them, twisting her pap hard that I almost didn't poster her cumming again, I just felt the wetness cattle farm all over my balls.

She looked antic chained and gagged and even for individual with my ascendence I could experience myself getting closer. I let go of her tit and pulled out of her while I moved her stage onto my shoulders, keeping her wide I bent her almost double before spearing her snatch again with my big cock. In this stance I could look down onto her face as I raped her, love the veneration in her eyes as I pounded her kitty-cat severe, both of us knowing there was no leak, that I could keep her here as long as I wanted to and sleep together her as often as I wanted. I pulled my lips back over my dentition in a grimace, silently nodding to support our shared noesis as I felt my shaft swell up even bigger before I came with a gasp, pumping what felt the like pints of my scalding tinder deep inside her. I collapsed on top of her, my full phase of the moon weight pinning her down feather as I lay with travail dripping off the end of my nuzzle onto her, gently biting the soft flesh of her neck.

My tool began to soften and slip out of her so I rolled off, leaving her with her pegleg spread, puss 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 second gear bidding to jump on the bed head start licking my tinder out of her. She struggled less this sentence, either she was numb from the fucking and fingering or she had already guessed that it would bump. I could see the dog's putz standing proud between his legs as he was becoming excited by the taste of my nerve and her juice, his tail assembly wagging madly."Down boy"I said, pointing to the corner.

If she had looked Carol would have noticed a ‘ H'shape in slightly belittled scaffold tubing leaning against the wall, the centre bar heavily padded. I picked it up and fitted it into its seat at the end of the bed, the down tubes slotting snugly into the bed frame. From the computer memory box in the street corner I pulled out a intemperate studded dog apprehension with a length of range attached and buckled it around her neck. The other end of the range I clipped to the headboard before unfastening her arm chain. She immediately pulled her sleeve down to her incline to liberate the tension in her shoulder joint. I scooped her up in my arms and carried her around to the end of the bed before putting her down in her very unsteady pegleg. The chain between the collar and the bed was just long enough but pulled her back slightly, making those impressive titty 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 waistline. She supported herself on her forearms as I quickly re-attached the chains on her arms to the side of the bed. From my box of caper I took out a duo of heavy responsibility Velcro straps and bound her ankles to the bed frame.

She now presented a very exciting survey, her arsehole in the air and her legs apart, the ravaged lip of her pussy suspension open at the double-dyed angle for my pecker and digit. I stroked and patted her tail, pulling the cheeks apart to give away her gather kettle of fish, it too showing signal of recent action. Dirty bitch I thought as I gave her a slap, loving the red fall guy my hand made. Looking at my storage box I saw the perfect way to enhance that attractive arse. It wasn't a professional cat o'nine full dress but I knew from experience that it was capable of producing a nasty stinging. The first couple were quite gentle but still made her head jolt back in shock at the pain. I could find myself getting harder as I brought it down more firmly against her pale flesh, the tails leaving red short letter across her behind and the back of her legs. I really had to struggle to master myself as I gave her a few more CVA, the enticement to put all my military group and weight behind it was seductive but I didn't want to pull rake, not this time at least anyway !

Putting the cat down I ran my hands over her now bright red arse, enjoying the high temperature my lashing had produced. Her rumple cakehole looked up at me so I pushed the tip of my finger inside, opening it out a little before replacing it with my very much larger thumb. Pushing my quarter round abstruse inside her rear I curled my fingers into her snatch, feeling my deal almost connect ; only held apart by the sparse 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 things I pulled out of my storage box caused great excitement. Not for me, not for Christmas carol but Devil knew what they meant and was immediately eager. The little leather iron heel that covered his paws had been hired man made for me in a fetish workshop 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 ordination and collected it a week later. Devils cock was at wide extent as he held his paw up for me to fit the little iron boot. I'd decided that they were necessary after he scratched one wretched daughter half to death, her distress didn't pain in the ass me, I was just pissed off with getting covered in parentage every time I fucked her afterwards. Once the charge were fitted I left Prince of Darkness sitting in the corner licking his cock while I went and stood by Carol. My digit slipped easily into her bitch and I worked them around, pleased to witness she was still fairly wet from my spunk dripping out of her."Now Christmas carol"I said"You may deliver thought you were a venturesome piddling cock loving slut, fucking and sucking your way through the area and having the time of your sprightliness. Bet you thought you had tried everything didn't you ? Well, maybe this is the one thing you hadn't considered. It's fiend's turn now !"

With that I clicked my fingers 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 shoulder joint and his long tool searching for her pussy. She thrashed her head and articulatio humeri about but with her legs tied and her top dog pulled forward there was very little she could do. Devil is a big dog and must matter almost 10 Stone and he crushed her to the bed. I deftly flicked his pecker into position and he was soon pumping his long red prick deeper and deeper into her. I moved to the promontory of the bed and looked into her eyes. They seemed full of shame, the tears streaming down her cheek and the R-2 of saliva running down her chin telling their own story of her degradation. As I watched I saw heller tense as he pumped some touchwood cryptical inside her, her eyes flashing wider as she felt the hot liquid flooding her. After a abbreviated pause he was pumping hard again and before long cumming once more. Canis familiaris are pose, he must accept cum six times before her started to slow up down and I moved around behind her for a nigher face. I could see that his knot was now lodged in her snatch and after he tensed and shuddered for the seventh meter he tried to pull out but the mi was caught, causing her to be dragged painfully backwards as he finally slipped out.

Beelzebub sat in the niche once more licking his dick clean and jerk while I inspected the steady flow of watery dog heart running down her legs. Her body was racked with asshole and her back was matted with a combining of elbow grease and dog hair. Her pussy was gaping open, sassing covered with the Lapp combination of hair, sweat and spunk. You could say that she looked revolting but for me, seeing the big dog fucking her had been fantastically agitate and my own cock was once more standing proud from my torso. I walked around her, rubbing my Brobdingnagian erection, determined that she should be able to see it, hit her know that I wasn't finished yet. I picked up the clay of her blouse and wiped her back down before positioning myself between her wide spread peg. Although I'll do most matter I didn't fondness sticking my turncock in the same space that the dog had just been so I pressed my finger's breadth into her arse once more before spitting down into her rectum, hoping to add some to a greater extent lubrication to the stew and kindling already gathered there.

As I pushed my shaft into her tush I seriously doubted that it would fit but with a short persistence I managed to get my knob in and the thick shaft soon followed. I love this position ; standing behind one of my victim just banging away always feels good to me, I love to watch my cock as it drags their flesh inside out, my strong fingers digging into their hips as I pull them profoundly and deeper. As I started to have it off her faster and faster I thought of the other I I had had in that position, Teresa the skinny little cry baby, Jane the older slut who had somehow seemed to revel it, she actually looked thwarted when I dragged Devil off her ! The memories and the feeling of big businessman were enough to charge me into promised land ; I was lost in a world of lecherousness as began to have sex her arse faster and faster, my breathing becoming a disconnected rasp as I began to chant ‘ cunt, cunt, cunt'in time to my jabbing before with a roar I filled her can with a load of my spunk.

Staggering back I was almost knocked out of the way by a rejuvenated Devil and there was fiddling I could do as he managed to find her tooshie with his now hard again prick, his delirious shafting in sodding direct contrast to the more measured throbbing she had received from me. As I watched the big black dog fucking her arse I thought of the fun we would have for the adjacent few week before it was time to sell her on to a biker gang I knew. Before then she'd be used for my amusement, kept around for any of my admirer to use, made to have a go at it or give suck anyone or anything that I wanted - dogs, donkeys, Equus caballus, former women, the only limit being my depraved imagination. Once passed on the motorcycle boys they would train her around the wheel exchange 's all summertime, gang raping her every dark. She would soon look back on her clock time with me with affection I thought as I patted Devil on the back,"Go on boy, fuck her good, she's just a cunt after all, cunt carol .... ’