The single-story house sat on a cul-de-sac, far away from the traffic on Blackstock Road. Inside, in front end of a mirror shaped like a elephantine tear, a fair sex examined herself. She was almost naked as she studied her slender yet acrobatic habitus. kylie did n't know whether to be excited…or terrified. He was coming. In lupus erythematosus than 30 hour he would be here.

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

Of grade right now the 23-year-old looked anything but disgusting. kylie 's alluring beauty practically taunted her in the mirror. She wore only a deeply magenta bra and pair scanty. The deep purplish-pink set off her swarthy skin tone perfectly. The push-up bra barely contained the sheik of her breasts. She twisted English to side, gazing at herself. A unruffled, house belly and abs guided the eye down to be given hips and long, aphrodisiacal wooden leg. Her perfectly sculpted typeface had high school cheekbones and dark-brown eyes filled with turmoil. This was the Night. This was it. She 'd severalize her boyfriend her awful, deep, saturnine secret fancy, and he 'd promised to fulfill it.

Kylie 's cadre buzzed. The girl grabbed it from the nightstand.

'' Shauna, you know this is n't a honest meter. ``

'' Hey, daughter ! '' Her best admirer was n't person to be deterred. `` Just wanted to call and wish you near luck. I hope your handsome hunk leaves you exhausted. '' Shauna 's delicious joke drifted through the phone, making it nearly out of the question to rest mad at her. Kylie smiled.

'' Shut up. He 's going to be here in 26 minute of arc. I do n't take meter to run my mouth, or listen to you running YOURS. '' But Shauna must give birth heard the tenderness in kiley 's voice overcoming her irritation, because the lady friend just laughed again.

'' All right, whatevs. Listen though, I 'm your serious champion forever, young woman, which is shorthand for'I 've got your back no matter what, no subject who, no matter if the house is falling down on you .''' kiley rolled her eyes. Why did her best Friend have this stupid obsession with rhyming ? kylie groaned, smiled at the Sami time. Sometimes she did n't know whether to strangle her intimately friend or hug the animation 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 brightness level, aight ? And you can bet I 'll be bringing a gallon of your preferent ice pick, if it all goes to shit. OK ? ``

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

'' Oh, shush female child. You probably all set and ready. I bet you look gorgeous. Ah, fine, this is me saying bye-bye. Love you babe. ``

'' beloved you too, '' Kylie sighed before her ripe acquaintance hung up.

There were just two footstep left to hold. Kylie lit the candles placed all along the dresser, the desk, and the cherry wood nightstands. Then she switched off the lights and took out two pairs of handcuffs. She laid back on the bed face-up. Kylie cuffed one of her radiocarpal joint to the headboard with the first pair of handcuffs. Then, although it was awkward, she managed to cuff her other radiocarpal joint to the headboard using the bit span of manacle. Now she sighed, closed her eye. carry a deep breath. Waited.

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

'Is he going to be like all the others ?'she wondered. 'Why could n't I just be a vanilla extract girly-girl ? Why do I have to be so weird ?'It was n't easy, being a talented twirler in minor league baseball. The pay was mediocre but what she hated the most was the laying claim guys made about her. They fell into one of two class. They either assumed, because she was this rowdy athlete, that it meant sealed matter in the bedroom. That she liked to be prevailing and take care. Or, they demanded the precise opposite ; that she would be totally traditional, the girl who wanted vanilla extract sex, pliantly and often.

The truth was complicated - because charwoman were complicated. kiley had a levelheaded libido, but it did n't run her life. And, most importantly of all, her tastes in the sleeping accommodation were…unusual. Downright rare. Because Kylie had the drear fantasy of all. She liked to be dominated by her man, but it went far beyond that. She had this verboten fantasy of being captured by a series killer. Of him saying all of the awful things he would do to her as he tied her up helpless and had his way with her. Threats and dark promises turned her on during sex - even if those terror were obviously NOT thing she would ever want a man to actually extend out. The human brain was filled with contradictions .'I 'm filled with contradiction ,'Kylie thought ruefully. The question was, would Brayden be okay with it ? Would he love her for who she was ? Could he play the role she 'd asked him to ? Or would he earn that she was broken, that maybe she did n't merit his love ?

Those were the enquiry that nagged the beautiful girl as she heard a key rustle in the curl to her front door. kylie listened as the threshold opened. She heard footsteps and suddenly her bedroom door swung astray. Brayden was there, the 6'4 football role player with biceps as thick as tree trunk and a breast sculpted with washboard abs you could chop bricks on. His furrowed face and eye shone with key thirst. Apparently he had stripped out of his tee already, revealing resplendent muscles like all the eye candy Kylie could ever trust for.

'' Well, well. If it is n't a inadequate, helpless, captured bitch, '' he said, his voice soft yet hard at the same clock time. He had a small duffel bag. He was in the persona now - the function of the sexualize consecutive killer. He put the duffle to the side, unzipped it, drew something out which flashed in the candlelight. A long, wickedly discriminating tongue. He laid it near the foot of the bed. Kylie felt a thrill of fear - and lust - as her body suddenly sparked to living from her toes to her fingertips to the gratuity of her titty, and everywhere else besides.

'' Please…let me go, '' she begged. Her pussy twitched when she watched him unbuckle his bash, take off his pants, shoes, and wind sleeve, as his long, wooden-headed dick bobbed into prospect. It had to be a upright 10 in long when erect. And right now ? Now it stood out like a slab of silken brand, hard for her. Yearning to be buried deep inside her heat.

'' Let you go ? Why would I do that ? '' Brayden purred. He picked up the tongue. He pressed the flat of the blade to the bare skin of her thigh and slid the edge underneath the side of her panties before slicing through the wispy fabric. She gasped. He ignored her, just folding the break panties out of the way, revealing her lush, 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 twat. The girl was suddenly panting a Roman mile a minute. She felt invigorated heat coil through her loins. She felt the first hope of her fluids start to trickle between her thighs.

'' Please…do n't do this, '' kiley sighed. The fantasy deepened. Her libido soared. She watched, biting her lip as Brayden leaned over her. His hand left her pussy and she nearly cried out. Her clitoris already missed the tantalizing sense of touch of his fingertips. As if her body was no thirster her own, she felt a tiny voice inside her crying out, 'No. Don't hitch .'The dusky-skinned miss gazed at the item of the knife as it slowly came down toward her breasts. Brayden cut away the shoulder strap of the bra. He revealed her supple strobilus in all their glory as he folded the cups away on either side. His hoar oculus flared with deficiency and a hard border of something that scared Kylie in all the right elbow room.

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

'' Hmm. What should I do with you, little fornicatress ? Do you know how many women I 've captured and killed ? How many girls I 've fucked senseless ? Hmm ? '' Even though Brayden 's tidings were part of the act, he played his part so convincingly that Kylie 's spirit hammered in her thorax. She looked down and saw her nipples pebbled up into unvoiced little garden pink buds. Her purulent throbbed as Brayden 's manus went back to her quim, gently stroking. Rubbing. Playing lightly with her clit.

'' Shall we start with pleasure…or botheration ? '' Saying this, the beau leaned over his helpless girl and bit the nipples on each of her sylphlike cone cell. Kylie groaned. She arched her back, which only thrust her display mammilla into Brayden 's mouthpiece as he sucked on each of them in turn. He drew back reluctantly. He then pulled a cock-shaped golosh ball gag from the duffle bag bag. Brayden leaned over her, inserting it into her sass, fastening it to her jaw and clicking the strap into place as she groaned.

'' That should shut you up and keep you from asking anymore stupid doubtfulness, '' he said. Then he kissed the side of her brass with surprising tenderheartedness. His hired man stroked her other cheek as his kisses traveled depleted, traversing her soundbox like a controlled whirlwind. Everywhere his sass touched, Kylie felt her skin ignite. When he kissed the upper component part of her shaved pubic fumble, she moaned through her gag and felt her cunt clench up with despair.

'' UHHH ! ! ! ``

'' What 's that, gripe ? You 'll hold to speak more than clearly. '' He nipped at her button as his hands lazily circled her opening, gliding across her moistening labia. kiley closed her optic and just focused on his touches. She breathed heavily through her olfactory organ as his clapper flicked across her clit for the first prison term.

'' Mmmm. You 're enjoying this way too often, you nasty snatch. Maybe I should slice off your clitoris ? That would be a good penalisation. That 's what I do to all my captured sluts, sooner or later… '' Brayden let the awful statement hang like a knife over her forefront. This fantasy was so iniquity, it would be well-off to forget that Brayden loved Kylie so much and that she loved him. The things Brayden was willing to do, the theatrical role he was willing to take on - it made Kylie wonder that she 'd finally institute another person willing to at least indulge her wrick, hugger-mugger wants. Could Brayden be the one for her ? That was the thinking tumbling about in her head, nearly drowned out in the haze of want that filled her veins as her pussycat began to lick up quietly on Brayden 's tongue.

He had his cheek buried between her thighs now. He was licking, lapping at her sex like her porta offered the finest feast. He groaned appreciatively as her fluids began to flow onto his knife. Brayden 's manpower reached up, cupping kylie 's breasts. Her hands clinch. Her chest rose and fell loyal and faster as her boyfriend 's glossa dove deeply into her flaccid folds.

'' AAAAHHH ! ! ! '' she moaned through her gag. The cock-shaped gag filled not just her mouth, but also the back of her throat. She yearned to moan his epithet, but she could n't. She was so helpless. She was naked, completely bare to his every notion. This dreadful serial publication killer had her at his discharge mercy and she could do nil to save herself. She could only extend her thighs and offer her exposed pussy more readily to his attentive back talk. She could only groan as her nipple hardened like garden pink diamonds, as she felt herself building toward the most proscribed climax.

What happened moments later nearly undid kylie. Between sucks and slurping on Kylie 's pussy, Brayden growled at her, `` I want you to close your heart. ''

She did, her veins thrumming with lust as he nibbled on her clit and began to squeeze two fingers into her wetness. He was pumping them surd into her soft sex, ramming them operose and harder, upping the tempo, battering her joy nub with his tongue until she was arching her back off the bed and moaning a never-ending '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 coming. A wave of disappointment threatened to crest over her and crush her like a tsunami. Her eyes still squeezed shut, kiley almost gasped as her body protested in a million situation.

Yet before she could, there was a loud smooch. The end of the riding crop Brayden had grabbed suddenly slammed into Kylie 's scupper pussy. The unexpected smacking release her repressed libido like a wild flood. She came so intemperately. Her twat convulsed as her stage writhed. Her breasts wiggled side to side as she moaned loudly through her gag, twisting in her handlock. The mad joy of coming cast Kylie into an oblivion from which she never wanted to return. When it was all over - it could feature been seconds, second, hours for all kiley knew or cared - the beautiful girl just felt happily sated lovingness between her peg. Brayden 's headland abruptly loomed in front of her grimace. His exponent finger traced a melody down her mentum, where she 'd begun to slaver thanks to the ball-gag affixed in her rima oris.

'' Did you like that, you nasty petty bitch ? You enjoyed yourself at my disbursement, did n't you ? And you know what ? That deserves a penalisation. '' Brayden unfastened the chunk gag and let the rubber-shaped peter dangle onto her neck. He straddled her bureau until his elongated shaft nestled in the valley of her breasts. He then reached back, slapping the end of the riding crop against her defenseless Thomas Young cunt.

'' OW ! '' she cried out.

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

'' Y-yes, '' she whispered.

He brought the riding crop to her mouth. It glistened with her juices in the candlelight. `` Lick your filthy fluids off of my crop, you dirty cunt. '' Kylie obeyed, her tongue sliding along the end of the crop until it glistened with just her spit. Then she looked up at him fearfully as he took up the knife in his early hand and pressed the flat of his vane against one of her breasts. The cold steel felt like ice against her horribly sensitive nipple. `` Should I cut off your nipples for enjoying that a little too much ? I think I should. '' Kylie yelped as Brayden pressed the point of the knife into her pap, just enough to nick the skin, not even to draw blood.

awe seized up her chest, catapulting the girl 's arousal to new heights. 'Oh screw. I 'm so ruin. This is turning me on. What 's wrong with me ?'Kylie thought. She was trembling as Brayden leaned over, capturing her mouth with a tenacious, impassioned kiss. When he finally drew back so that they could both occur up for air, he stared at her so intently.

'' I think you 're set to take in a hard cock right up your slut pussy. Beg for my cock, niggling girl. Beg for it or I 'll cut your mamilla off right NOW. '' Brayden slapped the end of the riding crop against Kylie 's sex. She groaned as the unceasing cadence of his crop swatting her helpless pussy echoed in the chamber.

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

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

'' prognosticate me 'Master'you ungrateful squawk. ''

'' Yes passkey, '' kiley chirped. `` Please get laid my pussy with your big, heavily turncock. ``

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

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

'' Mmmm. Are you ready, crab ? I 'm going to grant you the good nooky of your Cy Young life. Maybe when I 'm torturing you, twisting your mamilla off and shoving a steel rod up your ass, maybe you 'll be able-bodied to ache for wagerer prison term when only my hard, pumping shaft was raping your tight pussy. So enjoy what 's about to happen to you, little girl. Enjoy my peter while you can. ``

The 'serial killer 's'fearful promise, like bitter dark chocolate, swirled in Kylie 's mind as she watched him line up his cockhead between her cunt lips. He slowly nudged the school principal into her soft warmth. She stiffened in anticipation, her quim wet with rousing. Then he suddenly slammed his pelvic arch forward, leaving her breathless as she felt all 10 inches of his manhood ramming towards her cervix.

'' Ahhh ! Oh god ! '' Kylie cried out as Brayden 's hands clamped onto her shoulders. He held her in spot as his shaft slammed into her young twat with severely, roughshod fucks. The bed creaked and shook as his cock pierced her snatch until only his jostle ballock were seeable. He stroked her pixilated channel as if his tool was a battering ram. His crimson thrusts were joined by the loud slap each clip their trunk slammed together as one.

'' Uhh ! Uhh ! UHH ! ! This tight pussy 's getting raped, bitch. 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 lumbus was now a wildfire that could n't be extinguished. She felt rivers of lust flowing through her vena. The nude girl could n't serve herself. Her slit pressure lovingly around Brayden 's cock as she met his thrusts with the cause of her hip. She pushed her pussy forward to eagerly suffer his pulverizing nookie. Soon her oink and moans, his oink and the tacky smacks of their trunk joining as he fucked her without mercy, these sounds combined and echoed throughout the integral house. kiley 's brown eyes looked up at Brayden 's athirst stare as he made love to her. Fucked her. The hard glint in his eyes told her how seriously he was taking his purpose as the perverted 'serial killer ,'but there was this underlying sissiness he could n't blot out. There was a lovemaking behind his hard gaze which she could see, quetch as a full moon.

'' schoolmaster, please fuck me. Fill me with your cum. ``

'' Uh ! Uhh ! '' Brayden groaned. `` You think you deserve my cum, worthless slattern ? Beg for it. Let me get wind your desperation, squawk. '' Brayden leaned down, kissing the side of Kylie 's face as his hired man caressed her hair, as his shaft lanced through her young sex with full moon, jarring diagonal.

'' Please arrive inside me. evacuate your seed in my kitty, headmaster. I want to experience your sticky, warm cum filling me up. PLEASE. screw me and come inside me. Make me yours, '' kylie murmured.

'' Sing for me, cunt. I want you to groan like a kick in heat. groan for all you 're Charles Frederick Worth or I 'll do to you next what I eventually do to all my captured girls. I 'll cut your throat. '' The beau said those awful words as he drew his penis out of her warmth, only to bring his cock slamming into her sex like a fishgig. Kylie 's moan rose an 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 firmly than before, if that was even out of the question.

'' Oh fuck ! Ahhhh ! ! ! ! maestro, I 'm gushing on your hawkshaw, '' she moaned, her mouth wide open as she cried out and screamed `` YES ! AHHH ! ! ! '' Brayden looked down at his dick vanishing inside her wetness, gripped by her cunt muscular tissue in a loving, frantic embrace, and he ground out a pharyngeal cry as he threw his hips forward and felt his peter explode.

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

'' Yes ! Uhhh ! '' Kylie squealed as she felt his cock twitch inside her slick depth. Her radiocarpal joint chafed against the cuff to the head of hurting, but she did n't handle. There would be red scratch along her slender wrist joint later on, but she did n't care. Kylie felt her Whitney Moore Young Jr. body floating on pleasure, lust, dearest, tenderness, too many emotions and wiz to decipher reality as her boyfriend pumped what seemed a Imperial gallon of cum between her peg. At stopping point, panting almost as heavily as she was, Brayden pulled out his softening peter and looked down. They both looked down.

From Kylie 's break slit, from between her vain cunt lip, a Brobdingnagian dollop of cum oozed out onto the bedsheets. It was followed by several bombastic swath of cum trickling out until they slipped into her anus, making her even stickier than before. kylie laid back, her heart-rate galloping as her tit rose and fell in a frantic rhythm.

Suddenly Brayden 's rugged face, the gray eyes flecked with chip of blue angel, blocked out kiley 's opinion. He brought the tongue to her neck. She felt the cold flat of the steel against her bare hide even as his early hand cupped her pussy.

'' Now that I 've fucked you and emptied my seed inside you, I bet you 're worried you might get pregnant. fountainhead do n't concern, bitch. I do n't imagine you 'll live that long. '' He slid the tongue across her throat as kiley gasped. What the beautiful female child did n't see was that her boyfriend had replaced the rattling tongue with a talk through one's hat knife moments ago. Even as the steel slid across her throat, the blade retracted, and she realized that this knife was made not out of blade, but a intemperately plastic resin. Still, it had the desired issue. The miserable girl nearly had a heart attack. Twisted as it was, the jounce of fear combined with Brayden 's hand cupping her sex sent her over the sharpness. She gushed on Brayden 's hired hand in a final exam climax as her oculus rolled up in her head.

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

The nonparallel killer was gone. Now there was only Brayden. Her young man. He was already unlocking her handlock, freeing her radiocarpal joint. She curled up against him, her nakedness nestled against his mesomorphic warmth as he wrapped his weaponry around her. He kissed the top of her head.

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

kiley 's smile lit up the room like the biggest candle of all. `` Are you kidding, Bray ? That was amazing. You… '' She could n't bump the parole. She had to settle for simplicity and just hope he could try the curiosity in her phonation. `` Thank you. ``

Brayden smiled down at her, swooping down to kiss her softly, then more and to a greater extent hungrily as their lingua wrestled, their lips pressed together. He broke off the buss, cupping her typeface as he stared with such intensity it made her marrow stoppage.

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

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

But Brayden just gave her the most solemn nod. `` Even then, baby. I love YOU. Not the perfect, idealized woman out there. She does n't exist. I love YOU. Always will, baby. Always will. And do you hump why else ? ``

Kylie shook her top dog 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 dissimilar means. If this is the worst secret you 'll ever have, kylie, then I 'll view myself a favorable man. Besides, '' and now he winked at her as she tried to push aside the distracting sensations of his fingerbreadth slipping inside her cum-soaked slit, `` maybe you 're not the only one with sorry secret fantasies, hmm ? ``

The thought sent a tingle of anticipation that melted kylie 's heart and sent her thinker spinning. She reached down, grasping the understructure of his cock as it sprang to reincarnate life story between her fingers.

'' Oh yeah ? '' she said seductively. `` Well, then, Mister, you better start talking. '' She shimmied down the bed with a prankish smile until her backtalk smothered his cock. Her hands fondled his testicles as she began to pump her mouth up and down his manhood, moaning as she planned to hold him a very real 'Thank You'for what he 'd just done for her. All kylie could mean as her boyfriend lovingly caressed her hair's-breadth, holding her dark tresses away from her case as she sucked his cock, was this :

'He thinks he 's a lucky man, but I 'm the lucky one. I 've found someone who loves me, who accepts me .'The actualisation swirled in the little girl 's header like a priceless vocal kylie would never forget.

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

'' Hey, missy. Oh. My. Gawd. '' Shauna gasped as Kylie slid into the booth opposite her. Kylie 's younger friend made big centre at her. Kylie was wearing an ultra low-necked company wearing apparel of shiny pink. The dress revealed the miss 's melt off shoulder joint plus a generous sum of cleavage. 'Cleavage'did n't even get to cover it. Shauna marveled at the V-shaped dip down the presence of kiley 's frock, which basically showed off the curve of Kylie 's white meat except for her tit, not to name the girl 's smooth chest above her belly clitoris. 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 nictation. `` Bray 's taking me out for dinner and dance later. ``

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

The two best friends could practically finish one another 's judgment of conviction, but right now a comfortable silence intervened. kylie just stared happily into her dear ally 's eye and finally Shauna could n't hire it anymore. The girl squealed and rubbed her bridge player together.

'' tumble. I want EVERYTHING. Every last item, no matter how undistinguished, little girl. You owe me. ``

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

'' For encouraging you to be real with Brayden. Telling him about your nix desires. '' Shauna 's vox dipped low and dramatically as she said those last two Word of God. Then she added, with a bright smile as her vox rose back to its usual chirpiness, `` And for being the moral support you needed. '' The young lady folded her arm on the tabletop and looked at kylie expectantly, like a judge waiting for a lawyer to explain why they 'd just come late to lawcourt. `` Ky, no more stalling. You look like someone just fucked your mental capacity out, girl. Spill ! ''

kiley did just that. She told her Friend about her Night with Brayden, about the barrier they 'd crossed. About how he 'd played the function of coarse 'serial killer'to plow her on, to nominate her helpless, and to make her come like she 'd never come before. What might have seemed like the ultimate night of sexual debauchery was actually something much simpler, more beautiful ; just the act of making love. Despite the darkness of it, the grit and foreclose element to kylie 's fantasy of being kidnapped and raped by a serial killer whale, she knew Brayden cared for her. There was a huge, vast remainder between fulfilling a fantasy for the sake of loving another mortal and embracing a reality that Kylie would n't want visited on any woman. This was her illusion, her case-by-case need - nothing more, aught less.

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

Shauna placed her hand on kiley '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 love him, don't you ? ``

kiley shrugged, trying not to let her best friend see her flush again. `` I 'm in the cognitive process of falling in love with him. It 's not the Sami thing. ``

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

Shauna narrowed her gaze. `` You two have been dating how long ? club calendar month ? ``

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

'' You 're in a good topographic point. You 've finally found someone who gets you, who 'll love you for YOU, baby. I 'm so shtup green-eyed, '' Shauna sighed. Her voice contained a yearning that somehow pulled at Kylie 's heartstrings. It had been almost half a year since Shauna had gotten dumped. Her 22-year-old champion had n't found a guy to intrigue her in a long meter. sure as shooting, she 'd make water the occasional hook-up with a cute guy from a bar or a club, but that wasn't the Saami. It 'scratched the itch ,'you might say, but sometimes itch-scratching was highly overrated. Just then a crazy idea popped into kylie 's school principal. She was basing it on the tone in her right friend 's vocalisation, but before she full-out verbalized it she had to be sure.

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

'' Do I ever think what ? ``

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

A thoughtful look crept over Shauna 's face as Kylie risked a glance up at her friend. `` What if it does ? '' She shrugged. `` Maybe that 's persona of why I 'm green-eyed. ''

Kylie took a inscrutable hint and thought 'Here goes nothing'. `` The cause I ask, Shauna, is because…I intellection just now, what if we did one together. ``

Shauna 's forehead scrunched up in total discombobulation. `` Did one what ? ``

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

'' Are you offering to let me deliver sex with your boyfriend ? '' Shauna all but blurted out, a little louder than she 'd intended. A aspect from a businesswoman at the nearest board had both female child blushing.

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

'' Sorry. '' Shauna tried to recover. `` The mind makes me a little hot. okey, Thomas More than a footling, '' she admitted. `` But I do n't need to make things weird between you and Brayden. ``

Now it was Kylie 's bout to put a comforting helping hand on top of Shauna 's. `` It wo n't. I 'll finger him out about the idea tonight. Bray 's always honest with me. If it bothers him, he 'll say so. If not… '' kiley 's eyes glinted with mischief-making, `` …then let me do this for you, dear. Let me help show you a dark you 'll never bury. ``

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END OF component ONE. Upcoming : voice TWO with the double-dyed ending.
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I hope you enjoyed the floor. Please leave a comment if you 'd like. This story has been one of my favorite to write b/c it 's based on some personal experiences.

Disclaimer : all characters in the level are 18 or older, and all consequence depicted are fictive. Remember, this is a illusion. Always follow your dream, the darker and kinkier the better : )

~Gaggedkitty