I looked at the minuscule sign at the end of the street. Unpainted for age, showing some light-green stamp and moss nearly covering the herpes zoster, it was a run-down rental for trusted.

I walked up the cracked sidewalk and knocked on the screen door.

It was a moth-eaten blustery night, a small late and the region was quiet. I knew that Linda's acquaintance Tina lived in this little shanty, and I was coming to pay her a visit. This visit would be an important part of the programme to free me up from a very, very bad relationship.

Linda was a sex married person of mine for the past yr, and a drug dealing whore.

matter were beyond dicey with her at this point and I needed to nuke the"relationship ”. ( Another tale altogether, that I have related earlier to my Dear subscriber )

Tina was Linda's neighbor, sometime buyer, sometime friend and part-time devotee. When Tina needed some cash and Linda was horny and lonely she would shout Tina.

The lilliputian blonde would come at Linda's to get eminent, eat her pussy, or fuck her with a toy from her collection.

Linda had shown me Polaroids of Tina in a multifariousness of positions, most rust Lindas slit or with a large silicone polymer tool in her skinny pale body.

From the photos I had seen I knew that she was about 5'2 ”, short blonde hair, skinny with a gracious ass and little A cup tits.

At one prison term she was probably precious but at 40 she was looking a bit worn out. She was tattooed and pierced, including a ring in one of her pussy lips.

Tonight I put the plan in motion, and that required a visit to Tina's.

I rapped on the door and waited. No response. I knocked again, a bit louder.

"Who the fuck is it ?"

"I'm Linda's booster. Craig. She might have mentioned me."

The doorway cracked open, she appeared on the other side of the security chain.

I gave her a big grinning, and she smiled back.

"Oh yeah ... What 's Linda up to ?"she asked.

"She 's not home"I replied,"and I was going to maneuver back to my plaza and I'd thinking I'd see if you were home. The early day she told me you could sell me some ecstasy. I've got cash."

I let her see the wad of bills.

Tina was looking me up and down taking in my wide smiling, Midwestern aw-shucks act and thinking about the cash in my deal.

"Alright, hail in."

The place was no worse than Linda's nut flat - a flower child, frat house vibe. She sat down at one end of the trite couch and looked me over as I stood in the doorway.

"Well, come in. I don't chomp,"she said smiling."Sit. Linda has told me a trivial about you. She did n't say how cute you are though."

As I took a rear end Tina turned to front me and I could see her nipple were difficult, pressing against the thin material of her worn T-shirt. I could clearly see that each nipple was pierced with a barbell. A fat joint was burning in an ashtray.

"Would you like anything else besides some E ?"she asked, noticing my regard."I can add a blow job for another forty if you want."She said, putting a thin hand on my thigh.

"Would Linda be pissed about that ?"I asked.

"She wouldn't give a shit ”. I know you have a nice tool. Linda told me it 's too big to go in her ass."She said, smirking.

"Wow,"I said smiling,"What else did Linda say about me"

"Nothing much. You're the enigma man with a squeamish peter. A little pervy. Eats pussy - that 's a big one for Linda. She loves it. That fuckface trucker boyfriend won't eat her."

"I heard he does n't care you."

"Fuck him. He said I can't go see Linda anymore. Said he'd fuck me up."

"You were eating her pussy. Maybe he was pissed that you were getting her off and he wasn't."

"Ha, yea maybe. How about I suck your cock, handsome ?"She said, rubbing my thigh again.

"Another time, Tina,"I replied,"I just need the E."

"Suit yourself ”. she said, rising and heading for the kitchen

Bundy would criticize his women out with a crowbar. I always thought that was over the top, and a small messy.

I found that a well-made sap would strike hard out most women and some men, if handled correctly. I had a beautiful beavertail sap that held a sinewy 14.5 ounces of trail crack in a gorgeous hand-stitched leather body.

As soon as she turned away from me I brought it across the back of her head and she went down like a sack of potatoes.

I turned off the porchlight, Tina 's"surface for business"signal. I locked and chained the door.

Tina woke up to see herself bound with black nylon rope to her sleazy double bed mattress - legs cattle farm and tied to the bottom of the bed frame, her paw tied behind her back, her articulatio radiocarpea connected by an eighteen inch duration.

I liked to tie mitt behind the back this way so she was n't laying on her manpower, but they were by her position. She was prevented from raising them by the rope passing under her back.

She was gagged with the one clean house pair of panties I could get hold in the room.

Her flimsy white T-shirt was stretched loaded across her petty knocker and I had removed the cotton wool panties she had on so I could see that pussy ring.

Around her neck was a wire garrote I had made myself.

Except for my black long-sleeved athletic shirt and wind cone I was nude. Unless you count the rubber-base paint rubber wrapped around my gumshoe. There was no lubricator in the room, so I resorted to an old stand-by.

fuzz conditioner from her shower.

Her optic blinked open and when she realized what was happening - she began vocalising and tried to sit up.

I could see that she was still very dizzy and feeble - I pushed her back onto the bed. She was probably concussed by the personnel I had hit her with.

Her twat was very rap, with fully lips and pronounced clit poking out from under the hood.

One lip was pierced with a silver pack.

I rubbed her cunt with a hired hand encased in a black latex glove, inserting some conditioner in her as I did.

Tina bucked her hips, the cheap bed springiness squeaking under her.

"Just unstrain Tina, you may delight this. I'm a lot bettor than Linda."

I mounted the bed and made my way up her blanket open stage, letting her see my fat cock in one hand. I paused at her pink little cunt and slowly rubbed the head of my dick from her butt hollow to her button and back down again.

She was trembling and whimpering as I slipped my hammer into her and watched her cunt gape receptive to take my meat.

She threw her oral sex back and made a low moaning sound in her throat and thrashed from side to side.



I reached for the rock oil wooden handles of the garrote, and got a firm grip on them. I looked into her oculus and pulled the wire tight around her neck.

I felt her pussy muscle spasm with the first jolt of threat as she realized her legs were tied down and I was strangling her.

She tried to prove and ascertain I was holding her down with the garrote, and fighting to rear only tightened the wire.

Her face was a bright tad of red as she began soundlessly trying to suspire, her mouth working to take hold of a gulp of oxygen. Her body went fixed and unstrain time and time again - squeezing my cock in the process.

Her thin torso began convulsing, her small breasts quivering with each motion. I tightened my grip and her mouthpiece opened wide, her fists were gripping the plane, her pegleg rickety kicked against the ropes.

There were a few orotund spasms that jerked her consistence, causing her kitty-cat paries to thrash about and grip my tool.

Her oral cavity was surface wide, her tongue snaking in and out. A low gurgling audio was coming from deep in her pharynx. Her eyes were wide open, like a trapped fauna.

"Relax babe, do n't agitate it. You might even cum ; can you finger my cock inside you ? Does n't that experience safe ?"

Her heart were pleading but I leaned back and pulled her oral sex up with the wire so she could get a look at my dick spearing her cunt.

Her bureau started to heave with a series of small-scale gasps as she struggled to get some air.

Tina began to hallucinate, as her brainpower, starved of oxygen, began producing a jumble of thoughts, images and feelings. I felt her relax a slight, midget cramp shaking her body, her slight tit jiggling.

I backed off the wire, wanting to keep her at this point for as long as I could.

Still stroking her twat, I felt her begin to orgasm, a purely nonvoluntary reaction to something that was happening in her oxygen starved brain.

I paused my shag to view her big pussy mouth on either face of my shaft commotion, and her clit beat as she came.

Her body convulsed a few clock time, and I re-tightened the wire.

Her torso became dead weightiness as she went limp.

I tightened my grip and gave her neck opening a few brutal shakes and lowered her head back down on the dirty feather rest.

She made a long drawn out groan as some terminal air escaped from her lungs, a few minuscule spasms traveled down her leg and she was quiet.

Her oral fissure was frozen open, her knock tongue was protruding out a bit, a atomic number 47 piercing visible in the heart of it. Her face was red, her blue eyes were like a skirt's, fixed and staring.

I continued strangling her for a few minutes, watching a few last involuntary convulsions run down her tight-fitting eubstance, then checked her pulse rate. Dead.

I left the iron collar around her neck for ripe measuring rod and began to stroke my putz deep in her cunt. My hired man wearing the lightlessness latex gloves were a double-dyed contrast to her pale hide as I palmed her tits and pinched her nipples, rolling the piercings under my fingers.

I wanted this one to be quick, but I couldn't help myself - I slowed my stroking down so I could savour the touch sensation of the bushed cleaning woman's bitch.

The passel of my engorged cock inside Tina's now lifeless physical structure, nonmoving and completely in my command began to push me over the boundary.

I reached up and placed one black-gloved hand on her neck opening and continued to watch my tool microscope slide in and out of her snatch, the silver grey ring piercing moving back and forth.

I orgasmed suddenly into Tina's consistency ; my muscles spasming a half 12 times as my cock spurted cum into her pussy. I held my shaft inside her as the moving ridge faded, massaging her little tits, squeezing her neck.

I leaned back and slowly pulled my dick out of her now gaping cunt, holding the cum filled rubber securely in place until I could drop the bulging latex case in a baggie.

I took a pair of dirty knock step-in off the level and placed them in a plastic bag.

"Linda was right,"I said, eyeing the picket, slender and very still blonde on the bed.

"You are a pretty upright fuck."

It took me an 60 minutes to search the pocket-sized dingy house. Tina hid shit very well, but soon I had her drug stash and cash in a black duffel bag.

Killed for her drugs and money, the cops would say. But Tina was just one piece of my puzzle. Once they connected this to Linda, the rest would be simply connecting the dots .