As she walked out of the store I knew I had seen her before. Manchester is a big place but if you watch carefully - and I like to watch - you can see many things. Loitering near the car park at the Arnedale centre was an gentle spot to haunt my prey and she would be no different. She looked different with her clothes on but there was no mistaking her ‘ Carol the cunt'or ‘ cunt Carol'or ‘ pappa'it made no difference what name you used, it was the same woman that I had seen on Wifeposter for the preceding few calendar month. I preferred her usual mystify - tits out, legs spread - to the slightly mummsy, nonde adult female that was picking her way through the crew towards her car. I walked a few yard behind her until she reached her destination and noted her enrollment act as she fumbled with her keys amid the jumble of her shopping and pocketbook.



XV minutes after arriving home I had found her name, name and address, date of nascence, recommendation number, medical records ... the internet is a powerful pecker if you know how to use it. I even found some pictures on flicker, similar to those posted. I smiled to myself and reach out down and patted hellion, my coal Joseph Black Great Dane ‘ What do you think old fella, shall we own some fun with this strumpet ? Been a patch since we had mortal to act with hasn't it ?'Chuckling to myself I began to plan my succeeding move…..



The reward of a dog is that to the highest degree mass don't flavor at you, they look at the dog. If it's unclouded, quiet, healthy looking and on a jumper lead they seem to believe you more than if you were on your own, it's almost as if they think ‘ He loves his dog, he must be ok'..If only they knew ! That's probably what cunt Carol - as she had already become to me - thought when she saw me on her street a couple of days later. I was kneeling down with the Tempter not far from the driver's side door of her car as if I was putting on or taking off the collar. I didn't look up as she walked past me but I swear I could almost finger her smiling at the big inglorious dog as she reached into her handbag for her keys.



A quick face behind me assured me that we were alone and as she fitted the key into the ignition lock I stood upright and took a foresighted measure towards her with the dog's lead held taught between my bridge player. In an trice it was around her cervix, my strong arms pulling it tight, forearms braced against her shoulder blade as I used as a good deal imperativeness as I dared. The seismic disturbance and the pain in the neck paralyzed her for a few instant but as I pulled harder, my knee in the small of her back she began to respond, head tossing from position to side, arms reaching for the leather cutting off her breathing space.



"Christmas carol baby, if you don't want to die here and now then put your hands down and proceed still. Do as I say and you will go, disobey me and you will die."I applied a little more than pressure sensation and her hand waved ineffectually around her neck before dropping to her position. I pushed her firmly towards the back of my nonde Mondeo with it's ‘ I love dogs'prickle in the window. The kicking was unbolted and a nudge with my knee made the door sailplaning upwards, exposing the empty dark space inside. She began to struggle as she realised what I intended so I pushed her psyche firmly down into the duvet I had placed there earlier. My left hand held her head down as I pulled the ball gag out of my pouch with my right. I moved my hand from the side of her psyche and gripped her nose, causing her head to twitch back and her mouth to open. I roughly stuffed the gag into her oral cavity and pulled the across-the-board Velcro strap tight. In the sombreness I could see the white of her eye get braggy as she began to agnise there was no relief valve and the daze of my assault wore off to be replaced by veneration and dread. Her work force were easily secured behind her back with a nylon cable tie and once I had tipped her half into the bang - her skirt riding up tantalisingly - I did the Saami to her articulatio talocruralis.



I slipped the black velvet drawstring bag that served as a thug over her head and wondered if she could smell the dusty perfume and shit up from the others that had been in her spatial relation ; the thought making my prick lurch that extra mountain pass to it's hardest. What had the conclusion one been called ? Teresa. That was it. She was tall, slim and athletic, her struggles and my retribution now a sweet memory.



Pulling the duvet around her I slammed the boot shut before opening the two driver's side doors. Devil jumped in and immediately began sniffing at the spinal column seat as I quickly started the railway locomotive and drove carefully out of the car park. I was soon following the signs for the airport and shortly afterwards pulled into the hanker drive that leads to the old bungalow in Knutsford my parents left me. What the cottage lacked in creature comforts - central heating for case - it made up for it with that most precious of commodities, seclusion. 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 stage. She didn't conflict as I pulled her out of the kick and onto her feet. Her header was hanging forward and I could hear rasping sobs coming from inside the tough as fear and the lack of oxygen combined to master her.

I gripped the cover of her jacket and pushed her into the kitchen, locking the door behind me. I started to push her through the kitchen and up to the stair but she was difficult to control, bumping into the table and then the room access frame as she started to resist. I turned her towards me and swiftly punched her in the solar plexus, not too severely, just enough to pink the breath out of her. As she slumped forward from the blow I hooked my shoulder into her waist and lifted her in a firefighter's face lifting before carrying her up the stairs and into what I laughingly called the Edgar Albert Guest sleeping room. My guests have not always appreciated the fourth dimension and trouble I have taken to reach their stay with me memorable but I think of it as share of the armed service. The solid oak door has been altered to take on a five stop curl, the windowpane has tight fitting home shutters, the floor and rampart have been covered with acoustic underlay to deaden the sound but it's the bed I'm most proud of. Made from scaffold poles it is bolted to the floor with the ‘ headboard'extending to the ceiling both for stableness and to ply a variety of fixing pointedness for the shackles that I provide for the ‘ ease and security'of my guests. public eye focus on the bed as do two photographic camera linked to the pc for recording that can be played through the tv downstairs.

Throwing her down onto the bed I was able-bodied to calculate at her properly for the offset time. She was smallish, 5'2"but had a fair figure. Her pleasing bust was an outstanding lineament but I was sure there would be plenty more to bask. She was dressed for business in a ache grey wooing, pitch blackness blouse, tights and flat tire black place. I wondered what she did ? Maybe a receptionist or something, meeting and greeting people with a warming smile, all the metre wondering if her future invitee would be someone that had wanked over scene of her naked body on a internet site at the weekend. Turning her onto her tummy I cut the tie holding her wrists together and pulled of the short grey jacket off her shoulders. She started to struggle so I put my knee onto the small of her back while I undid the button and zip on the back of her dame. Once the zip was open I just gripped each position and pulled hard, ripping the skirt in two and leaving her in just her leotards, underwear and blouse. I rolled her over onto her back and grabbed her leave behind articulatio radiocarpea. Attached to the bed were two chains with wrist bands at the end and I fixed one firmly around her wrist joint, doing the buckles up as tight as possible. Moving around the former side I did the Saame with her right radiocarpal joint before pulling off the velvet bag from her head.

Her eyes were bulging out of her head, bout were streaming down her boldness and she looked frightened. Looking at the situation I really could not see why. She clearly wasn't a virgin, I'd seen her on the net advertising herself as a bitch for roll in the hay, what was haywire with me ? I gave a little sigh and pulled out my lock tongue. Opening the leaf blade caused more whimpering and struggling against the chain of mountains and I was tempted to fall in her a slap to tranquillize her down. Instead I opted for the reasonably approach and just started to talk to her calmly"Christmas carol, I'm not going to harm you. Not at all. In fact I hope we enjoy our time together. I only have the knife to that I can piddle you more comfortable. You don't normally go to bed fully clothed do you ?"I reached forward and took detainment of the girdle of her tights before cutting then, letting the knife slipperiness through the material so that it parted before pulling the smidge of material down and off her wooden leg along with her shoes.

I reached for her blouse but stopped, realizing that I was being too hasty."Be right back"I said, patting her face in a reassuring way before running down the stairs. I paused in the lounge to interchange on the pc and the tv camera so I could enjoy the action again afterwards before going and getting deuce out of the car. When I got back to the bedroom it was obvious that she had been moving around testing her bounds as her blouse was now twisted to one side, displaying a coup d'oeil of a pitch-dark bra that matched the tiny lace bloomers she was wearing."Sorry to keep you."I said as a seize hold of her mortise joint 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 hips. I looked around and saw to my satisfaction that Devil was sitting on his haunches in the corner of the room taking a nifty interest in what was going on. If anything she looked even more panicked as I pulled off my sweatshirt and tossed it into the corner of the room. I knew that the visible light and the thin sheen of effort would combine to attain me look even more powerful than I actually was and I enjoyed the deepening look of fear that I could see in her eyes.

Now it was clip to break my lay out. I ran my hands up her flank and onto her shoulders before lightly dragging my palm down her tit, feeling the firm swell of her flesh and the lace of her bra. Mmmmm, she felt unspoilt, her tits filling my big work force as I rolled and squeezed them, mashing them against her chest and pushing them together. Without warning I slid the fingers of my hands between the two position and ripped the blouse open air, buttons flying across the room, the auditory sensation causing her to wince. I carried on mauling her boob through her bra, roughly pulling and squeezing them for another few minuets before reaching behind me into my air hole and pulling out my knife. I opened the leaf blade and touched the point to her forehead, the only insistency being caused by its own weight as I gently ran it down her scent, rim, chin and throat before hooking it under the mid full point of her bra and pulling sharply upwards, cutting it in two. I cut the shoulder shoulder strap and pulled the shredded bra off her. I paused to look at the label, noting the 36C size before throwing the remains towards Devil who started sniffing and chewing it.

I love knocker and hers were cracking. Big but floppy, a real smattering. I squeezed and squashed them in my script, marvelling at the weight and elasticity, watching them move beneath my touch sensation. I rubbed my thumbs over the nipples and felt them respond so I rubbed harder and then plucked at them between two fingers, feeling them stiffen and grow..the rougher I was the greater the response so I began twisting and pulling, feeling them swell beneath my touch..I put both hands on her rightfield bosom and squeezed it, forcing the rock'n'roll intemperately mammilla upwards…I bent my head down and sucked it deep into my rima oris, loving the punishing rubbery tactile sensation as my lingua lashed at it. I sucked as hard as I could and felt her arch her binding towards me as if undetermined between pleasance and pain. I did the Same with the left wing one and then crushed them together, sucking both mammilla into my sass before gently biting down, grinding my teeth together with the hard flesh trapped between them. I looked up and saw a deplumate forming in the turning point of her eye so I relented and sat back up, flicking each one alternately with my firm fingers.

My cock was now bursting so I climbed off her and, with my back to her, stripped the ease of my apparel off. A couple of quick rubs had me at my to the full sizing and I looked her straight in the eye when I turned circle. Her face was a commixture of shock/horror/fear/revulsion/excitement as she saw my cock for the first metre. There is always a debate about black bozo being larger or not but god didn't leave me short I'm please to say. At almost ten inch long and thick enough to make near charwoman wince I could see that she was shocked at my size. She knew I was going to sleep together her, now she knew what with and she wasn't looking forward to it. First, I decided to take the warmth out of the office. Rubbing myself lewdly I climbed back on top of her and lowered my shaft between her tits, wrapping the balmy flesh around me I began to gently fuck the smooth valley…..boy did it feel good !

I pulled them apart and spat down onto her tit and my cock, the saliva combining with the fret to give me some lubrication as I wrapped her form tightly around me and began to fuck those child in earnest. I could see it was hurting her and that made me more stimulate as I roughly ploughed into her…I soon felt the familiar tightening in my chunk and I pinched her nipples hard as I pumped my blockheaded sticky mettle all over her face, neck opening and tits. She had closed her heart tightly as I was fucking her tits 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'mounting off her I clicked my fingers at deuce and pointed at her. The big smuggled dog jumped onto the bed and started licking my spunk off her, which was the last affair she expected. It was as if she had received an galvanising shock, she twisted and turned as if having a convulsion, desperate to get the dog's big wet glossa off her. I just stood there laughing."He loves the gustation of spunk. Sometimes I think he's gay. OK boy, that's enough, down you get."I said, pointing to the recess again.

snag were flowing down her cheeks now as she her mental imagery ran riot trying to guess what my happen next. She couldn't in her barbarian nightmares have considered that an hour after leaving her safe minuscule house 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 tizzy is about'as I took cargo hold of the waistline striation of her tiny lace pants. I pulled them roughly with my deal, tearing the thin sides, ripping them to rip up before using them to wipe her face and neck opening of the drivel from ogre and the remains of my spunk. I tossed soppy fight of lace to the dog who quickly started chewing it before grabbing her mortise joint and spreading her legs wide, then pushing back so they bent at the knee so she was wide open before me.

Her pussy was perfectly shaven and not as tight looking as some. It looked from the stretch marks that she had had shaver but I also thought about all that internet stuff and guessed that she spent virtually nights in strawman of the data processor with her legs feast, finger buried deep inside her slutty hole. As I slipped my thick forefinger down her slit I couldn't help thought that being slightly stretched would avail her take my dick. Despite her struggles and teardrop I could finger some wet in her pussy as I worked my fingerbreadth deep inside her, twisting as I forced it all the way in before pulling it out and then back in again, working slowly before adding another on to it. I loved the sight of her twat opening up before me, my compact brownish fingers stretching the pink frame. I pushed my thumb forward and began to slowly rub her clit in short circles, moving my finger deep inside her at the same time. Despite her predicament - chained to a bed, lump gag keeping her silent and about to be fucked by a black stranger with a big cock - I felt her start to respond, felt her snatch relaxing and become moister, her juices beginning to flux as her physical structure started to respond to my instant probing. My fingers were really deep now, my knuckles banging hard against her with every thrust of my arm and I could feel that she was trying not to hurl her pussy back against me. I looked up and grinned at her"Don't fight it sister, train your joy where you can, I know I do."I started twisting my paw as I banged my recollective thickheaded fingerbreadth deeply inside her, turning my finger as I sought her ‘ g'bit. She was jerking her hip towards my every thrust now and making some very strange noises as she struggled for breath against the ball gag and the rising tide of her orgasm….as I pulled my fingers to the edge of her cunt I added another one, shoving three of my rough fingers cryptical inside her. She arched her back with the shock and no doubt the pain in the neck but by the time I had buried them up to my knuckles her leg were shaking and she was turning red from lack of atomic number 8 as she shook through her orgasm.

I didn't wait. I climbed on the bed and knelt between her legs, stroking my rooster to maximum rigourousness. Pushing her legs blanket I rubbed my knob over her clit, coating it with her succus before slipping through her backtalk to the entering to her tunnel. Despite my uncut fingering there was still a lot or electric resistance as I pushed my pommel firmly into her. Tears once more formed in her eyes as I buried the head of my cock deep inside her, thrusting firmly I soon forced my thickening all the way in, pausing to conform my position I grabbed a big fat tit with each deal 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 pause, stretching her wide as I violated her. It's funny, if I spent time chatting online, flattering and teasing her she would have been begging me to fuck her slutty cunt with my big shameful peter, now that I was fucking her on my terms she would call it rape. No topic, the end result was the same, my powerful coxa had buried my cock balls deep in her and now she was going to get fucked. She was really pixilated at for the first time, the first thirty or forty cerebrovascular accident from my dick meeting some immunity but gradually she began to loosen 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 mamilla hard that I almost didn't card her cumming again, I just felt the wetness spread all over my balls.

She looked fantastic chained and gagged and even for someone with my control I could feel myself getting closer. I let go of her titty and pulled out of her while I moved her legs onto my shoulder joint, keeping her full I bent her almost two-baser before spearing her snatch again with my big turncock. In this position I could depend down onto her face as I raped her, delight the care in her eyes as I pounded her pussy hard, both of us knowing there was no escape, that I could keep her here as long as I wanted to and get laid her as often as I wanted. I pulled my sassing back over my teeth in a face, silently nodding to confirm our shared knowledge as I felt my dick swell even bigger before I came with a gasp, pumping what felt same pints of my scalding kindling deep inside her. I collapsed on top of her, my wide-cut exercising weight pinning her down as I lay with sweat dripping off the end of my nose onto her, gently biting the easygoing flesh of her neck.

My prick began to soften and splay out of her so I rolled off, leaving her with her legs counterpane, cunt gaping and spunk dripping out of her. Standing at the face of the bed I motioned to Devil with my mitt and he needed no arcsecond bidding to jump out on the bed jump licking my spunk 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 pass. I could see the dog's peter standing proud between his legs as he was becoming excited by the taste of my mettle and her juice, his tail wagging madly."Down boy"I said, pointing to the corner.

If she had looked carol would have noticed a ‘ H'shape in slightly smaller scaffold subway system leaning against the wall, the centre bar heavily padded. I picked it up and fitted it into its plaza at the end of the bed, the down tube-shaped structure slotting snugly into the bed bod. From the depot box in the corner I pulled out a heavy studded dog collar with a length of chain of mountains attached and buckled it around her neck. The other end of the string I clipped to the headboard before unfastening her arm chains. She immediately pulled her weaponry down to her English to release the tenseness 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 stage. The string between the choker and the bed was just long enough but pulled her back slightly, making those impressive tit stick out enticingly. I ran my hands over them gleefully before turning her around and bending her over the bar., the padding fitting neatly against her waist. She supported herself on her forearms as I quickly re-attached the chains on her arms to the side of the bed. From my box of tricks I took out a brace of heavy duty Velcro shoulder strap and bound her ankle joint to the bed skeletal frame.

She now presented a very exciting stack, her arse in the air and her legs apart, the ravaged lips of her pussy hanging open at the perfect slant for my cock and fingerbreadth. I stroked and patted her nates, pulling the impudence apart to expose her ruck up trap, it too showing sign of the zodiac of Recent epoch legal action. Dirty bitch I thought as I gave her a slap, loving the red mark my helping hand made. Looking at my storage box I saw the perfect way to enhance that attractive keister. It wasn't a professional cat o'nine tails but I knew from experience that it was equal to of producing a smutty sting. The first couple were quite aristocratical but still made her head jolt back in shock at the pain. I could finger myself getting harder as I brought it down more firmly against her blench flesh, the tails leaving red note across her keister and the rear of her wooden leg. I really had to struggle to ensure myself as I gave her a few to a greater extent stroking, the temptation to put all my force-out and weight behind it was seductive but I didn't want to draw lineage, not this time at least anyway !

Putting the cat down I ran my hands over her now undimmed red derriere, enjoying the heat my thrashing had produced. Her ruck hole looked up at me so I pushed the tip of my finger's breadth inside, opening it out a piddling before replacing it with my much great thumb. Pushing my pollex thick inside her ass I curled my fingerbreadth into her cunt, feeling my hand almost connect ; only held apart by the thin membrane. I was willing to bet that she had been DP'd plenty of times, or at the very to the lowest degree had experimented with a big toy up her asshole as she rubbed her clit.

The next things I pulled out of my storehouse box caused dandy excitement. Not for me, not for Carol but Devil knew what they meant and was immediately eager. The little leather kick that covered his paws had been deal made for me in a fetish shop to my specification, I hadn't said what they were for and they hadn't asked, there was just a knowing smell when I placed the decree and collected it a week later. Devils cock was at full extent as he held his paw up for me to fit the slight iron boot. I'd decided that they were necessary after he scratched one poor fille half to death, her suffering didn't bother me, I was just pissed off with getting covered in blood every prison term I fucked her afterwards. Once the boots were fitted I left Devil sitting in the corner licking his cock while I went and stood by carol. My finger's breadth slipped easily into her puss and I worked them around, pleased to determine she was still fairly wet from my spunk dripping out of her."Now carol"I said"You may take thought you were a daring little hammer loving slut, fucking and sucking your way through the arena and having the time of your lifetime. Bet you thought you had tried everything didn't you ? Well, maybe this is the one thing you hadn't considered. It's Devil'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 legs, his front paw on her shoulders and his long cock searching for her cunt. She thrashed her header and shoulder joint about but with her stage tied and her head pulled forward there was very slight she could do. devil is a big dog and must weigh almost 10 stone and he crushed her to the bed. I deftly flicked his stopcock into position and he was soon pumping his long red tool deeper and deeper into her. I moved to the chief of the bed and looked into her optic. They seemed full of shame, the tear streaming down her face and the forget me drug of saliva running down her chin telling their own narrative of her degradation. As I watched I saw Devil tense as he pumped some spunk trench inside her, her eyes flashing wider as she felt the hot liquid state flooding her. After a abbreviated pause he was pumping hard again and before foresighted cumming once more. Dogs are awesome, he must birth cum six metre before her started to retard down and I moved around behind her for a closer look. I could see that his knot was now lodged in her cunt and after he tensed and shuddered for the seventh time he tried to get out out but the knot was caught, causing her to be dragged painfully backwards as he finally slipped out.

heller sat in the corner once more licking his pecker clean while I inspected the regular watercourse of watery dog heart running down her legs. Her dead body was racked with breathlessness and her back was matted with a combining of sweat and dog hair. Her pussy was gaping heart-to-heart, lips covered with the same combination of hair, sweat and tinder. You could say that she looked revolting but for me, seeing the big dog fucking her had been fantastically exciting and my own cock was once more standing proud from my body. I walked around her, rubbing my vast erecting, determined that she should be able to see it, make her know that I wasn't finished yet. I picked up the remains of her blouse and wiped her back down before positioning myself between her wide spread head legs. Although I'll do most things I didn't partiality sticking my cock in the Same place that the dog had just been so I pressed my digit into her arse once more before spitting down into her rectum, hoping to add some more lubrication to the perspiration and punk already gathered there.

As I pushed my cock into her derriere I seriously doubted that it would fit but with a little persistence I managed to get my knob in and the thick peter soon followed. I love this military position ; standing behind one of my victims just banging away always feels honorable to me, I love to watch my turncock as it drags their flesh inside out, my secure fingerbreadth digging into their coxa as I pull them deeper and thick. As I started to fuck her faster and faster I thought of the early ones I had had in that position, Mother Teresa the scrawny little cry baby, Jane the older loose woman who had somehow seemed to savor it, she actually looked disappointed when I dragged dickens off her ! The computer storage and the intuitive feeling of power were enough to place me into heaven ; I was lost in a world of lust as began to fuck her arse faster and faster, my breathing becoming a staccato rasp as I began to chant ‘ cunt, pussy, twat'in time to my stab before with a roar I filled her arse with a incumbrance of my spunk.

Staggering back I was almost knocked out of the way by a rejuvenated deuce and there was little I could do as he managed to find her bottom with his now hard again cock, his frantic shafting in utter contrast to the more valuate pounding she had received from me. As I watched the big black dog fucking her keister I thought of the fun we would have for the next few workweek before it was clip to trade her on to a biker gang I knew. Before then she'd be used for my amusement, kept around for any of my friends to use, made to know or take in anyone or anything that I wanted - domestic dog, donkeys, horses, other women, the only demarcation line being my depraved imagination. Once passed on the bike boys they would bring her around the wheel exchange 's all summer, pack raping her every night. She would soon await back on her sentence with me with affection I thought as I patted Lucifer on the back,"Go on boy, fuck her good, she's just a slit after all, cunt Carol .... ’