The single-story household sat on a cul-de-sac, far away from the traffic on Blackstock Road. Inside, in front man of a mirror shaped like a hulk teardrop, a cleaning woman examined herself. She was almost naked as she studied her slender yet athletic shape. kiley did n't know whether to be excited…or terrified. He was coming. In LE than 30 minute of arc he would be here.

Would Brayden really do this for her ? She had her ploughshare of incertitude. 'He 'll hate me after this for for certain ,'she thought. 'He 'll think I 'm disgusting .'

Of course right now the 23-year-old looked anything but disgusting. kylie 's alluring beauty practically taunted her in the mirror. She wore only a cryptical magenta bra and matching pantie. The recondite purplish-pink set off her dusky struggle look perfectly. The push-up bra barely contained the swell of her breasts. She twisted position to side, gazing at herself. A smooth, firm belly and abs guided the eye down to incline pelvis and long, aphrodisiac legs. Her perfectly sculpted face had high school cheekbones and chocolate-brown heart filled with turmoil. This was the night. This was it. She 'd told her fellow her awful, late, sour secret fantasy, and he 'd promised to fulfill it.

kiley 's prison cell buzzed. The girl grabbed it from the nightstand.

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

'' Hey, girlfriend ! '' Her best friend was n't somebody to be deterred. `` Just wanted to hollo and bid you in force luck. I hope your better-looking hunk leaves you exhausted. '' Shauna 's delightful joke drifted through the phone, making it nearly insufferable to stay mad at her. kylie smiled.

'' Shut up. He 's going to be here in 26 arcminute. I do n't have time to run my mouth, or take heed to you running YOURS. '' But Shauna must have heard the tenderness in Kylie 's spokesperson overcoming her irritation, because the girlfriend just laughed again.

'' All right, whatevs. Listen though, I 'm your best friend forever, girl, which is shorthand for'I 've got your back no matter what, no issue who, no matter if the household is falling down on you .''' Kylie rolled her eyes. Why did her best ally have this stupefied obsession with rhyming ? Kylie groaned, smiled at the same metre. Sometimes she did n't bang whether to choke her best ally or hug the aliveness 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 igniter, aight ? And you can bet I 'll be bringing a gal of your favorite ice emollient, if it all goes to shit. OK ? ``

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

'' Oh, shush daughter. You probably all set and quick. I bet you look gorgeous. Ah, mulct, this is me saying adios. Love you babe. ``

'' dearest you too, '' kylie sighed before her best booster hung up.

There were just two tone left to study. Kylie lit the candles placed all along the chest, the desk, and the cherry wood nightstands. Then she switched off the lights and took out two pairs of manacle. She laid back on the bed face-up. kylie cuffed one of her articulatio radiocarpea to the headboard with the first dyad of handcuffs. Then, although it was awkward, she managed to manacle her other wrist to the headboard using the second yoke of handcuffs. Now she sighed, closed her center. Took a inscrutable breath. Waited.

Minutes ticked by. She felt her body getting hot - and not from the standard candle all around the chamber or the heat of a South Carolina summer night. Anticipation sparked into a slow, insistent burn. She was skittish too. She tried to reassure herself, but it was hard. Not because she did n't sleep with Brayden. Not because she did n't trust 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 uncanny ?'It was n't well-situated, being a talented twirler in minor league baseball. The pay was mediocre but what she hated the most was the assumptions guys made about her. They fell into one of two class. They either assumed, because she was this hooligan athlete, that it meant certain things in the bedroom. That she liked to be predominant and take electric charge. Or, they demanded the demand opposite ; that she would be totally traditional, the lady friend who wanted vanilla sex, pliantly and often.

The truth was complicated - because women were complicated. kiley had a sizeable libido, but it did n't run her life. And, most importantly of all, her taste in the bedroom were…unusual. Downright rare. Because Kylie had the dingy fantasy of all. She liked to be dominated by her man, but it went far beyond that. She had this veto fantasy of being captured by a serial killer. Of him saying all of the awful affair he would do to her as he tied her up helpless and had his way with her. threat and dark promises turned her on during sex - even if those scourge were obviously NOT things she would ever want a man to actually carry out. The human brain was filled with contradiction in terms .'I 'm filled with contradiction in terms ,'kiley thought ruefully. The question was, would Brayden be okay with it ? Would he have sex her for who she was ? Could he wager the part she 'd asked him to ? Or would he realise that she was broken, that maybe she did n't merit his love ?

Those were the interrogative that nagged the beautiful girl as she heard a key rustling in the lock to her nominal head door. kiley listened as the door opened. She heard footsteps and suddenly her bedroom door swung encompassing. Brayden was there, the 6'4 football participant with biceps as fatheaded as tree trunks and a chest sculpted with washboard abs you could chop bricks on. His rugged face and eyes shone with fundamental hunger. Apparently he had stripped out of his tee already, revealing splendid muscularity like all the eye candy kiley could ever hope for.

'' fountainhead, well. If it is n't a poor, helpless, seize gripe, '' he said, his representative soft yet hard at the same time. He had a minuscule duffel bag. He was in the part now - the persona of the sexualized serial killer. He put the duffel bag to the side, unzipped it, drew something out which flashed in the candlelight. A retentive, wickedly sharp tongue. He laid it near the animal foot of the bed. kylie felt a thrill of veneration - and lust - as her body suddenly sparked to life from her toes to her fingertips to the tips of her breasts, and everywhere else besides.

'' Please…let me go, '' she begged. Her pussy twitched when she watched him unbuckle his belt, film off his trouser, shoes, and socks, as his long, duncical peter bobbed into view. It had to be a respectable 10 column inch long when erect. And right now ? Now it stood out like a slab of silken blade, grueling for her. Yearning to be buried deep inside her heat.

'' Let you go ? Why would I do that ? '' Brayden purred. He picked up the knife. He pressed the apartment of the brand to the bare skin of her thigh and slid the edge underneath the side of her scanty before slicing through the wispy fabric. She gasped. He ignored her, just folding the ruined panties out of the way, revealing her alky, exposed sex.

'' Mmm. And what 's this ? This cunt is screaming to be fucked and tortured, is n't it little girl ? '' He lightly petted Kylie 's shaved snatch. The miss was suddenly panting a nautical mile a minute. She felt fresh heat gyre through her loins. She felt the low promise of her fluids start to filter 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 hand left her slit and she nearly cried out. Her clitoris already missed the tantalizing touch of his fingertips. As if her body was no longer her own, she felt a diminutive voice inside her crying out, 'No. Don't stop .'The dusky-skinned girl gazed at the degree of the knife as it slowly came down toward her breast. Brayden cut away the straps of the bra. He revealed her supple cone cell in all their aura as he folded the loving cup away on either side. His gray eyes flared with wishing and a heavily edge of something that scared kylie in all the right ways.

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

'' Hmm. What should I do with you, little fornicatress ? Do you know how many cleaning lady I 've captured and killed ? How many girls I 've fucked senseless ? Hmm ? '' Even though Brayden 's Good Book were theatrical role of the act, he played his part so convincingly that kiley 's heart hammered in her chest. She looked down and saw her nipples pebbled up into hard little pink buds. Her pussy throbbed as Brayden 's bridge player went back to her quim, gently stroking. Rubbing. Playing lightly with her clit.

'' Shall we start with pleasure…or hurting ? '' Saying this, the boyfriend leaned over his helpless girlfriend and bit the pap on each of her lithe cones. Kylie groaned. She arched her back, which only thrust her exposed mamilla into Brayden 's mouth as he sucked on each of them in turn of events. He drew back reluctantly. He then pulled a cock-shaped rubber clod gag from the duffel bag. Brayden leaned over her, inserting it into her mouth, fastening it to her jaw and clicking the shoulder strap into place as she groaned.

'' That should shut you up and save you from asking anymore pudding head query, '' he said. Then he kissed the position of her cheek with surprising tenderness. His hand stroked her other cheek as his kiss traveled take down, traversing her body like a controlled whirlwind. Everywhere his lips touched, kiley felt her cutis ignite. When he kissed the speed role of her shaved pubic muff, she moaned through her gag and felt her snatch hold up with desperation.

'' UHHH ! ! ! ``

'' What 's that, bitch ? You 'll birth to verbalise more clearly. '' He nipped at her button as his hands lazily circled her gap, gliding across her dampening labia. kiley closed her eyes and just focused on his touches. She breathed heavily through her nose as his lingua flicked across her clit for the get-go metre.

'' Mmmm. You 're enjoying this way too much, you nasty snatch. Maybe I should slice off your clit ? That would be a good penalty. That 's what I do to all my captured sluts, sooner or later… '' Brayden let the awfully statement hang like a knife over her nous. This fantasy was so colored, it would be prosperous to blank out that Brayden loved kylie so much and that she loved him. The matter Brayden was volition to do, the character he was will to play - it made Kylie marvel that she 'd finally found another soul uncoerced to at least indulge her twisted, secret wants. Could Brayden be the one for her ? That was the opinion 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 knife.

He had his face buried between her thighs now. He was licking, lapping at her sex like her opening offered the finest feast. He groaned appreciatively as her fluids began to flow onto his tongue. Brayden 's script reached up, cupping Kylie 's chest. Her handwriting clenched. Her chest rose and fell loyal and faster as her swain 's lingua dove deeply into her soft folds.

'' AAAAHHH ! ! ! '' she moaned through her gag. The cock-shaped gag filled not just her oral cavity, but also the back of her pharynx. She yearned to moan his figure, but she could n't. She was so incapacitated. She was naked, completely bare to his every whimsy. This awful serial killer had her at his complete mercy and she could do nil to save herself. She could only extend her thighs and offer her exposed pussy more readily to his thoughtful mouth. She could only groan as her tit hardened like pinko infield, as she felt herself building toward the most foreclose climax.

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

She did, her nervure thrumming with lust as he nibbled on her clit and began to thrust two fingers into her wetness. He was pumping them operose into her easygoing sex, ramming them harder and harder, upping the pace, battering her joy nub with his glossa until she was arching her back off the bed and moaning a changeless 'Ooooohh !'through her gag. And then he did the unexpected. Suddenly he took it all away. He withdrew and left Kylie poised on the precipice of orgasm. A wave of dashing hopes threatened to crest over her and vanquish her like a tsunami. Her eyes still squeezed shut, Kylie almost gasped as her soundbox protested in a million station.

Yet before she could, there was a garish skag. The end of the riding crop Brayden had grabbed suddenly slammed into kiley 's exposed slit. The unexpected slap expiration her pent-up libido like a violent deluge. She came so operose. Her pussy convulsed as her stage writhed. Her breasts wiggled side to side as she moaned loudly through her gag, twisting in her handlock. The delirious joy of coming throw away kylie into an oblivion from which she never wanted to hark back. When it was all over - it could make been seconds, minutes, hours for all kylie knew or cared - the beautiful young woman just felt happily sated heat between her branch. Brayden 's head abruptly loomed in front man of her face. His index digit traced a line down her Kuki, where she 'd begun to drool thanks to the ball-gag affixed in her mouth.

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

'' OW ! '' she cried out.

'' Say something, cunt. Did you love herself ? Hmm ? Did you CUM ? ``

'' Y-yes, '' she whispered.

He brought the riding crop to her mouth. It glistened with her juices in the candle flame. `` punch your nasty fluids off of my crop, you dirty bitch. '' kylie obeyed, her natural language sliding along the end of the harvest 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 moth-eaten steel felt like ice against her horribly sensitive nipple. `` Should I cut off your tit 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 nick the skin, not even to draw roue.

Fear seized up her chest, catapulting the girlfriend 's rousing to new heights. 'Oh fucking. I 'm so humbled. This is turning me on. What 's haywire with me ?'kiley thought. She was trembling as Brayden leaned over, capturing her backtalk with a yearn, impassioned kiss. When he finally drew back so that they could both total up for air, he stared at her so intently.

'' I think you 're ready to consider a hard shaft right up your slut kitty. Beg for my peter, piffling girl. Beg for it or I 'll cut your nipples off right NOW. '' Brayden slapped the end of the riding craw against kylie 's sex. She groaned as the changeless cadence of his harvest swatting her helpless pussy echoed in the bedroom.

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

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

'' Call me 'Master'you thankless bitch. ''

'' Yes lord, '' Kylie chirped. `` Please fuck my kitty with your big, surd cock. ``

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

kylie whimpered. `` OK. Ahhh ! Please fuck my snatch, debase my cunt. fuck me hard until I scream and then lie with me harder, passkey. colza my love-hole with your cruel cock and make believe me squeal. Please, I beg you. FUCK ME, '' kiley crooned. Finally, satisfied with the girl 's meekness, Brayden let the crop slip from his finger's breadth. He put the tongue aside too. He leaned down over his gorgeous girlfriend and kissed her softly on the lips.

'' Mmmm. Are you gear up, squawk ? I 'm going to make you the best roll in the hay of your unseasoned life. Maybe when I 'm torturing you, twisting your nipples off and shoving a steel rod up your ass, maybe you 'll be able to pine for better times when only my hard, pumping shaft was raping your tight pussy. So savor what 's about to come about to you, small young woman. Enjoy my stopcock while you can. ``

The 'serial killer 's'awful promises, like acerb benighted chocolate, swirled in Kylie 's judgment as she watched him line up his cockhead between her puss back talk. He slowly nudged the headspring into her soft warmth. She stiffened in anticipation, her quim wet with arousal. Then he suddenly slammed his rose hip forward, leaving her breathless as she felt all 10 inches of his humanness ramming towards her cervix.

'' Ahhh ! Oh god ! '' kiley cried out as Brayden 's hands clamped onto her shoulder joint. He held her in billet as his tool slammed into her Loretta Young pussy with hard, brutish nooky. The bed creaked and shook as his cock pierced her slit until only his jostling testicles were seeable. He stroked her crocked transmission channel as if his cock was a battering ram. His violent thrusts were joined by the flash thunder each fourth dimension their soundbox slammed together as one.

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

'' Yes, Sir. Please fuck me. Fuck my twat raw. '' The arousal in her pubes was now a wildfire that could n't be extinguished. She felt rivers of lust flowing through her veins. The raw girl could n't avail herself. Her pussy squeezed lovingly around Brayden 's cock as she met his thrusts with the movement of her hips. She pushed her kitty-cat forward to eagerly meet his pulverizing fucks. Soon her grunts and moans, his oink and the loud big H of their bodies joining as he fucked her without mercy, these speech sound combined and echoed throughout the total house. Kylie 's brown eyes looked up at Brayden 's hungry stare as he made lovemaking to her. Fucked her. The operose spark in his heart told her how seriously he was taking his role as the twisted 'serial killer ,'but there was this inherent softness he could n't blot out. There was a love behind his hard gaze which she could see, plain as a total synodic month.

'' Master, please fuck me. sate me with your cum. ``

'' Uh ! Uhh ! '' Brayden groaned. `` You think you deserve my cum, worthless adulteress ? Beg for it. Let me get wind your desperation, squawk. '' Brayden leaned down, kissing the side of kylie 's face as his hands caressed her fuzz, as his hammer lanced through her young sex with full, jarring strokes.

'' Please make out inside me. void your seminal fluid in my pussy, Master. I want to palpate your sticky, ardent cum filling me up. PLEASE. screw me and come inside me. Make me yours, '' kylie murmured.

'' Sing for me, cunt. I want you to moan like a bitch in heat. groan for all you 're deserving or I 'll do to you next what I eventually do to all my becharm young woman. I 'll cut your pharynx. '' The boyfriend said those amazing watchword as he drew his penis out of her warmth, only to bring his stopcock slamming into her sex like a spear. Kylie 's moan rose an musical octave, her nipples pebbling up as lust surged through her loins. Her feminine need to be dominated rose to a pinnacle as her pussy writhed around his dick. She was coming…even harder than before, if that was even impossible.

'' Oh fuck ! Ahhhh ! ! ! ! headmaster, I 'm gushing on your gumshoe, '' she moaned, her mouth all-encompassing unfastened as she cried out and screamed `` YES ! AHHH ! ! ! '' Brayden looked down at his cock vanishing inside her wetness, gripped by her cunt muscle in a loving, hallucinating embracing, and he ground out a guttural cry as he threw his hips forward and felt his cock explode.

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

'' Yes ! Uhhh ! '' Kylie squealed as she felt his putz twitch inside her slick down depths. Her wrists chafed against the cuff to the point of pain in the ass, but she did n't give care. There would be red marks along her slender radiocarpal joint later on, but she did n't care. Kylie felt her young body floating on pleasure, lust, honey, tenderness, too many emotions and genius to decipher reality as her boyfriend pumped what seemed a gallon of cum between her branch. At survive, panting almost as heavily as she was, Brayden pulled out his softening pecker and looked down. They both looked down.

From Kylie 's smash pussy, from between her self-conceited cunt lips, a vast dollop of cum oozed out onto the bedsheets. It was followed by various gravid swath of cum trickling out until they slipped into her anus, making her even stickier than before. Kylie laid back, her heart-rate galloping as her breasts rose and fell in a frantic rhythm.

Suddenly Brayden 's broken face, the gray heart flecked with bits of wild blue yonder, blocked out kiley 's view. He brought the knife to her neck. She felt the cold flat of the blade against her bare tegument even as his other hired hand cupped her pussy.

'' Now that I 've fucked you and evacuate my seed inside you, I bet you 're disturbed you might get pregnant. Well do n't worry, beef. I do n't think you 'll live that long. '' He slid the knife across her pharynx as kiley gasped. What the beautiful girl did n't realize was that her young man had replaced the real knife with a counterfeit knife import ago. Even as the sword slid across her throat, the leaf blade retracted, and she realized that this knife was made not out of steel, but a hard credit card resin. Still, it had the sought after effect. The poor missy nearly had a heart attack. Twisted as it was, the jerking of concern combined with Brayden 's hand cupping her sex sent her over the edge. She gushed on Brayden 's paw in a final orgasm as her optic rolled up in her top dog.

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

The nonparallel killer was gone. Now there was only Brayden. Her boyfriend. He was already unlocking her cuff, freeing her wrists. She curled up against him, her nakedness nestled against his muscular fondness as he wrapped his limb around her. He kissed the top of her head.

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

kylie 's smile lit up the room like the bragging candle of all. `` Are you kidding, Bray ? That was amazing. You… '' She could n't come up the words. She had to decide for simplicity and just hope he could listen the wonder in her representative. `` Thank you. ``

Brayden smiled down at her, swooping down to snog her softly, then more and Thomas More hungrily as their tongues wrestled, their rim pressed together. He broke off the candy kiss, cupping her face as he stared with such intensity level it made her heart stop.

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

Kylie felt her philia stumble. `` 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, babe. I love YOU. Not the perfect tense, idealized cleaning woman out there. She does n't exist. I love YOU. Always will, pamper. Always will. And do you know why else ? ``

kylie shook her head 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 pip secret you 'll ever experience, kiley, then I 'll deal myself a lucky man. Besides, '' and now he winked at her as she tried to ignore the distracting adept of his fingers slipping inside her cum-soaked cunt, `` maybe you 're not the only one with sorry mystical phantasy, hmm ? ``

The intellection sent a frisson of expectancy that melted kylie 's heart and sent her thinker spinning. She reached down, grasping the pedestal of his cock as it sprang to renewed life between her fingers.

'' Oh yeah ? '' she said seductively. `` Well, then, Mr, you ripe part talking. '' She shimmied down the bed with a implike smile until her lip smothered his putz. Her hand fondled his nut as she began to pump her mouth up and down his humanness, moaning as she planned to cave in him a very real number 'Thank You'for what he 'd just done for her. All kiley could guess as her young man lovingly caressed her haircloth, holding her dark tresses away from her cheek as she sucked his pecker, was this :

'He thinks he 's a lucky man, but I 'm the favourable one. I 've found individual 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 Panthera tigris 's Eye café. She was striking, tall, her athletic body setting her apart from the medium girlfriend. Her beautiful side looked noble with its high cheekbone and finely chiseled nose. Underlying all if it kiley 's smooth, obscure skin and self-assured bearing almost gave her the aura of an African princess. And right now, strangely enough, she felt like one.

'' Hey, girl. Oh. My. Gawd. '' Shauna gasped as Kylie slid into the booth opposite her. Kylie 's younger supporter made big optic at her. kylie was wearing an ultra decollete political party dress of undimmed pink. The dress revealed the lady friend 's slenderize shoulders plus a generous amount of cleavage. 'Cleavage'did n't even begin to hatch it. Shauna marveled at the V-shaped dip down the forepart of kiley 's dress, which basically showed off the curved shape of Kylie 's breasts except for her mammilla, not to mention the fille 's smooth thorax above her belly button. They were getting more than a few looks - mostly from men, but a few women too.

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

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

The two just friends could practically stop one another 's sentences, but right now a comfortable silence intervened. kylie just stared happily into her best supporter 's eyes and finally Shauna could n't take it anymore. The lady friend squealed and rubbed her paw together.

'' spillage. I want EVERYTHING. Every finale detail, no matter how unimportant, girl. You owe me. ``

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

'' For encouraging you to be real with Brayden. Telling him about your tabu desires. '' Shauna 's voice dipped low and dramatically as she said those last two words. Then she added, with a bright smile as her voice rose back to its usual chirpiness, `` And for being the moral reinforcement you needed. '' The girl folded her arm on the tabletop and looked at Kylie expectantly, like a judge waiting for a lawyer to excuse why they 'd just arrive late to courtyard. `` Ky, no more stalling. You look like someone just fucked your brain out, girl. Spill ! ''

kiley did just that. She told her ally about her Nox with Brayden, about the barriers they 'd crossed. About how he 'd played the role of harsh 'serial killer'to deform her on, to attain her helpless, and to get her come like she 'd never come before. What might take seemed like the ultimate Night of sexual debauchery was actually something very much simpler, more beautiful ; just the act of making erotic love. Despite the duskiness of it, the grit and preclude element to Kylie 's fantasy of being kidnapped and raped by a consecutive killer, she knew Brayden cared for her. There was a vast, vast difference between fulfilling a fantasy for the sake of loving another person and embracing a reality 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 kiley had told her all the tempting details. She 'd even told Shauna about the fake retractable knife which Brayden had used to 'slit'her throat before making her orgasm one to a greater extent time.

Shauna placed her hand 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 have it off him, don't you ? ``

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

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

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

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

'' You 're in a good place. You 've finally found someone who gets you, who 'll love you for YOU, babe. I 'm so fucking jealous, '' Shauna sighed. Her voice contained a yearning that somehow pulled at kiley 's heartstrings. It had been almost half a twelvemonth since Shauna had gotten dumped. Her 22-year-old friend had n't found a guy to intrigue her in a farsighted time. 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 itch ,'you might say, but sometimes itch-scratching was highly overrated. Just then a unbalanced idea popped into kylie 's straits. She was basing it on the tone in her proficient supporter 's voice, but before she full-out verbalized it she had to be sure.

'' Do you ever think… '' kiley stole Shauna 's coffee berry cup and stared into the liquid because she did n't entrust herself to count up.

'' Do I ever think what ? ``

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

A serious-minded flavor crept over Shauna 's face as Kylie risked a coup d'oeil up at her ally. `` What if it does ? '' She shrugged. `` Maybe that 's piece of why I 'm jealous. ''

Kylie took a abstruse intimation and thought 'Here goes aught'. `` The reason I ask, Shauna, is because…I believe just now, what if we did one together. ``

Shauna 's forehead scrunched up in tally confusion. `` Did one what ? ``

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

'' Are you offering to let me have sex with your fellow ? '' Shauna all but blurted out, a little louder than she 'd intended. A look from a businesswoman at the cheeseparing mesa had both female child blushing.

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

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

Now it was Kylie 's turn to put a comforting script on top of Shauna 's. `` It wo n't. I 'll feel him out about the theme tonight. Bray 's always honest with me. If it bothers him, he 'll say so. If not… '' Kylie 's middle glinted with mischief, `` …then let me do this for you, dear. Let me serve show you a Night you 'll never forget. ``

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END OF role ONE. Upcoming : component part TWO with the fill in ending.
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author 's preeminence :

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

Disclaimer : all grapheme in the story are 18 or erstwhile, and all effect depicted are fabricated. Remember, this is a phantasy. Always follow your dreams, the darker and kinkier the better : )

~Gaggedkitty