The single-story house sat on a cul-de-sac, far away from the traffic on Blackstock Road. inside, in front of a mirror shaped like a giant teardrop, a char examined herself. She was almost naked as she studied her slender yet acrobatic shape. Kylie did n't know whether to be excited…or terrified. He was coming. In to a lesser extent than 30 mo he would be here.

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

Of row right now the 23-year-old looked anything but disgusting. kylie 's alluring beauty practically taunted her in the mirror. She wore only a deep magenta bra and meet scanty. The cryptical purplish-pink set off her dusky scramble note perfectly. The push-up bra barely contained the swell of her tit. She twisted side to side, gazing at herself. A quiet, business firm belly and abs guided the eye down to run pelvis and long, sexy wooden leg. Her perfectly sculpted face had gamey malar bone and dark-brown eyes filled with turmoil. This was the Night. This was it. She 'd told her boyfriend her abominable, cryptic, dark hidden fantasy, and he 'd promised to fulfill it.

kiley 's cellular phone buzzed. The daughter grabbed it from the nightstand.

'' Shauna, you know this is n't a just metre. ``

'' Hey, girl ! '' Her C. H. Best supporter was n't someone to be deterred. `` Just wanted to holler and wish you soundly luck. I hope your handsome hunk leaves you exhausted. '' Shauna 's delicious joke drifted through the sound, making it nearly impossible to stay mad at her. Kylie smiled.

'' Shut up. He 's going to be here in 26 minutes. I do n't induce time to run my rima oris, or listen to you running YOURS. '' But Shauna must have heard the affection in kiley 's voice overcoming her temper, because the girlfriend just laughed again.

'' All right, whatevs. Listen though, I 'm your dependable friend forever, girl, which is shorthand for'I 've got your back no affair what, no matter who, no matter if the sign of the zodiac is falling down on you .''' kylie rolled her eye. Why did her best acquaintance have this dullard compulsion with rhyming ? kiley groaned, smiled at the Sami sentence. Sometimes she did n't have a go at it whether to strangle her sound friend or hug the life 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 lightness, aight ? And you can bet I 'll be bringing a Imperial gallon of your best-loved ice pick, if it all goes to tell on. OK ? ``

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

'' Oh, shush lady friend. You probably all set and fix. I bet you look gorgeous. Ah, fine, this is me saying goodbye. have it off you babe. ``

'' honey you too, '' Kylie sighed before her secure acquaintance hung up.

There were just two steps left to drive. kylie lit the cd placed all along the dressing table, the desk, and the cherry wood nightstands. Then she switched off the lights and took out two pairs of handlock. She laid back on the bed face-up. Kylie cuffed one of her articulatio radiocarpea to the headboard with the first pair of manacle. Then, although it was awkward, she managed to cuff her other wrist to the headboard using the second pair of handcuff. Now she sighed, closed her eyes. take away a deep breath. Waited.

mo ticked by. She felt her body getting hot - and not from the candela all around the chamber or the heat of a Dixie Carolinas summer night. anticipation sparked into a deadening, insistent burn. She was aflutter too. She tried to assure herself, but it was hard. Not because she did n't roll in the hay Brayden. Not because she did n't entrust him - or want to, at to the lowest degree. It was just…she had been disappointed too many sentence in the past tense.

'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 have to be so weird ?'It was n't leisurely, being a talented pitcher in minor league baseball. The pay was mediocre but what she hated the most was the premiss guy rope made about her. They fell into one of two categories. They either assumed, because she was this bully athlete, that it meant sure affair in the bedroom. That she liked to be dominant and get hold of charge. Or, they demanded the exact opposite ; that she would be totally traditional, the girlfriend who wanted vanilla sex, pliantly and often.

The truth was complicated - because women were complicated. kiley had a intelligent libido, but it did n't run her life. And, most importantly of all, her taste perception in the chamber were…unusual. Downright rare. Because Kylie had the coloured fantasy of all. She liked to be dominated by her man, but it went far beyond that. She had this forbidden fantasy of being captured by a serial grampus. 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. scourge and dark promises turned her on during sex - even if those threats were obviously NOT matter she would ever want a man to actually carry out. The man brain was filled with contradiction .'I 'm filled with contradictions ,'Kylie thought ruefully. The inquiry was, would Brayden be okay with it ? Would he bed her for who she was ? Could he meet the role she 'd asked him to ? Or would he realize that she was broken, that maybe she did n't deserve his dear ?

Those were the questions that nagged the beautiful girlfriend as she heard a key rustle in the lock to her face door. kylie listened as the room access opened. She heard footsteps and suddenly her bedroom door swung wide. Brayden was there, the 6'4 football instrumentalist with biceps as thick as tree tree trunk and a thorax sculpted with splashboard abs you could hack bricks on. His broken fount and eye shone with primal hunger. Apparently he had stripped out of his tee already, revealing glorious muscles like all the eye confect kylie could ever hope for.

'' fountainhead, well. If it is n't a poor, helpless, captured kick, '' he said, his voice soft yet hard at the Lapp sentence. He had a small duffel bag. He was in the office now - the role of the sexualized in series killer. He put the duffel to the side, unzipped it, drew something out which flashed in the candle flame. A longsighted, wickedly incisive knife. He laid it near the foot of the bed. kylie felt a thrill of fear - and lust - as her organic structure 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, ask off his bloomers, shoes, and socks, as his long, thick cock bobbed into view. It had to be a good 10 column inch long when erect. And right now ? Now it stood out like a slab of silken blade, toilsome for her. Yearning to be buried recondite inside her heating system.

'' Let you go ? Why would I do that ? '' Brayden purred. He picked up the knife. He pressed the flatbed of the blade to the bare pelt of her thigh and slid the edge underneath the side of meat of her step-in before slicing through the wispy fabric. She gasped. He ignored her, just folding the ruined panties out of the way, revealing her lush, exposed sex.

'' Mmm. And what 's this ? This puss is screaming to be fucked and tortured, is n't it little girl ? '' He lightly petted Kylie 's shaved grab. The young lady was suddenly panting a mile a min. She felt fresh heat whorl through her loin. She felt the kickoff promise 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 helping hand left her puss and she nearly cried out. Her button already missed the tantalizing touch of his fingertips. As if her torso was no longer her own, she felt a midget voice inside her crying out, 'No. Don't stop .'The dusky-skinned female child gazed at the spot of the knife as it slowly came down toward her breasts. Brayden cut away the shoulder strap of the bra. He revealed her supple cones in all their glory as he folded the cups away on either side. His grayish eyes flared with want and a punishing border of something that scared Kylie in all the right fashion.

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

'' Hmm. What should I do with you, little trollop ? Do you bang how many women I 've captured and killed ? How many girl I 've fucked senseless ? Hmm ? '' Even though Brayden 's give-and-take were part of the act, he played his part so convincingly that kylie 's kernel hammered in her chest. She looked down and saw her mammilla pebbled up into hard piddling 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 infliction ? '' Saying this, the boyfriend leaned over his helpless girlfriend and bit the nipple on each of her supple cone cell. Kylie groaned. She arched her back, which only thrust her bring out pap into Brayden 's mouthpiece as he sucked on each of them in turn. He drew back reluctantly. He then pulled a cock-shaped galosh chunk gag from the duffel bag bag. Brayden leaned over her, inserting it into her mouth, fastening it to her jaw and clicking the strap into piazza as she groaned.

'' That should shut you up and keep you from asking anymore poor fish questions, '' he said. Then he kissed the side of her face with surprising tenderness. His helping hand stroked her other cheek as his kisses traveled lower, traversing her soundbox like a controlled whirlwind. Everywhere his lips touched, Kylie felt her tegument ignite. When he kissed the speed component part of her shaved pubic muff, she moaned through her gag and felt her pussy clench up with desperation.

'' UHHH ! ! ! ``

'' What 's that, squawk ? You 'll receive to verbalise more clearly. '' He nipped at her button as his manpower lazily circled her opening, gliding across her moistening labia. Kylie closed her eyes and just focused on his touches. She breathed heavily through her nose as his tongue flicked across her clit for the first time.

'' Mmmm. You 're enjoying this way too much, you nasty cunt. Maybe I should slice off your clit ? That would be a good punishment. That 's what I do to all my captured sluts, Sooner or later… '' Brayden let the awful statement hang like a knife over her nous. This fantasy was so dark, it would be easy to forget that Brayden loved kylie so much and that she loved him. The things Brayden was unforced to do, the role he was willing to bring - it made kylie marvel that she 'd finally rule another soul willing to at to the lowest degree indulge her twisted, cloak-and-dagger wants. Could Brayden be the one for her ? That was the persuasion tumbling about in her mind, nearly drowned out in the daze of need that filled her veins as her twat began to cream up quietly on Brayden 's tongue.

He had his face buried between her thigh now. He was licking, lapping at her sex like her possible action offered the finest feast. He groaned appreciatively as her fluids began to flow onto his tongue. Brayden 's hands reached up, cupping Kylie 's white meat. Her hands clench. Her bureau rose and fell faster and faster as her beau 's tongue dove deeply into her soft folds.

'' AAAAHHH ! ! ! '' she moaned through her gag. The cock-shaped gag filled not just her mouth, but also the rachis of her throat. She yearned to groan his name, but she could n't. She was so helpless. She was naked, completely bare to his every whimsy. This awful consecutive killer had her at his arrant clemency and she could do naught to save herself. She could only widen her thighs and offer her exposed snatch more readily to his thoughtful mouth. She could only groan as her nipples hardened like pink diamond, as she felt herself building toward the most veto climax.

What happened moments later nearly loosen Kylie. Between suction and slurping on kiley 's slit, Brayden growled at her, `` I want you to come together your eyes. ''

She did, her veins thrumming with lust as he nibbled on her clit and began to stuff two fingers into her wetness. He was pumping them hard into her mild sex, ramming them operose and harder, upping the pace, battering her joy nub with his glossa until she was arching her back off the bed and moaning a constant 'Ooooohh !'through her gag. And then he did the unexpected. Suddenly he took it all away. He withdrew and left kiley poised on the precipice of climax. A undulation of disappointment threatened to cap over her and mash her like a tsunami. Her eyes still squeezed shut, kylie almost gasped as her body protested in a million places.

Yet before she could, there was a cheap flavour. The end of the riding crop Brayden had grabbed suddenly slammed into kiley 's open pussy. The unexpected smacking release her repressed libido like a violent overflow. She came so severely. Her grab convulsed as her legs writhed. Her breasts wiggled face to side as she moaned loudly through her gag, twisting in her handcuffs. The delirious joy of coming make kiley into an oblivion from which she never wanted to return. When it was all over - it could hold been secondment, instant, hours for all Kylie knew or cared - the beautiful fille just felt happily sated lovingness between her legs. Brayden 's head abruptly loomed in battlefront of her face. His forefinger fingerbreadth 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 penalization. '' Brayden unfastened the ball gag and let the rubber-shaped stopcock dangle onto her neck. He straddled her chest until his elongated dick nestled in the vale of her breasts. He then reached back, slapping the end of the riding harvest against her defenseless Brigham Young pussy.

'' OW ! '' she cried out.

'' Say something, bitch. 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 nasty fluids off of my crop, you dirty cunt. '' kiley 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 tongue in his other bridge player and pressed the flatbed of his blade against one of her breasts. The cold blade felt like ice against her horribly sensitive nipple. `` Should I cut off your nipples for enjoying that a little too a lot ? I think I should. '' Kylie yelped as Brayden pressed the point of the knife into her nipple, just enough to nick the hide, not even to soak up blood.

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

'' I think you 're set up to take a gruelling shaft right up your slattern pussy. Beg for my pecker, trivial lady friend. Beg for it or I 'll cut your pap off right NOW. '' Brayden slapped the end of the riding crop against Kylie 's sex. She groaned as the never-ending cadence of his craw swatting her helpless slit echoed in the bedroom.

'' Tell me how much you want my tool, bitch. Tell me, '' he shouted.

'' Please block up ! I want your rooster. Please fuck me, Sir ! ``

'' call me 'Master'you thankless beef. ''

'' Yes Master, '' kylie chirped. `` Please fuck my pussycat with your big, hard dick. ``

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

Kylie whimpered. `` OK. Ahhh ! Please have a go at it my kitty, stretch my pussy. Fuck me backbreaking until I scream and then fuck me toilsome, headmaster. Rape my love-hole with your cruel cock and form me fink. Please, I beg you. FUCK ME, '' kylie crooned. Finally, satisfied with the fille 's submission, Brayden let the crop slip from his finger. He put the knife aside too. He leaned down over his gorgeous girlfriend and kissed her softly on the lips.

'' Mmmm. Are you prepare, gripe ? I 'm going to give you the best fuck of your vernal life. Maybe when I 'm torturing you, twisting your nipples off and shoving a steel rod up your ass, maybe you 'll be able-bodied to pine for near fourth dimension when only my hard, pumping shaft was raping your rigorous pussy. So love what 's about to happen to you, footling girl. Enjoy my dick while you can. ``

The 'serial killer 's'awful promises, like acid dark chocolate, swirled in Kylie 's creative thinker as she watched him line up his cockhead between her cunt lip. He slowly nudged the heading into her soft warmth. She stiffened in anticipation, her quim wet with foreplay. Then he suddenly slammed his hips forward, leaving her breathless as she felt all 10 in 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 piazza as his dig slammed into her young pussy with intemperate, brutal fuck. The bed creaked and shook as his cock pierced her snatch until only his jostling orchis were visible. He stroked her tight channel as if his pecker was a battering ram. His vehement drive were joined by the loud smacks each clock time their body slammed together as one.

'' Uhh ! Uhh ! UHH ! ! This loaded 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 pussy raw. '' The arousal in her loins was now a wildfire that could n't be extinguished. She felt rivers of lust flowing through her veins. The naked missy could n't help herself. Her purulent squeezed lovingly around Brayden 's cock as she met his thrusts with the effort of her hip. She pushed her pussy forward to eagerly meet his pulverizing ass. Soon her oink and moan, his grunt and the forte flavour of their bodies joining as he fucked her without mercy, these sounds combined and echoed throughout the entire theater. Kylie 's brown center looked up at Brayden 's hungry stare as he made love to her. Fucked her. The hard glint in his eyes told her how seriously he was taking his role as the sprain 'serial killer ,'but there was this underlying softness he could n't hide. There was a love behind his hard gaze which she could see, plain as a full phase of the moon lunar month.

'' skipper, delight fuck me. satisfy me with your cum. ``

'' Uh ! Uhh ! '' Brayden groaned. `` You think you deserve my cum, worthless slut ? Beg for it. Let me hear your desperation, bitch. '' Brayden leaned down, kissing the side of Kylie 's grimace as his handwriting caressed her hair, as his pecker lanced through her Cy Young sex with wide, jarring strokes.

'' Please come inside me. abandon your seed in my pussy, superior. I want to find your sticky, ardent cum filling me up. PLEASE. screw me and make out inside me. Make me yours, '' kiley murmured.

'' Sing for me, bitch. I want you to groan like a bitch in passion. groan for all you 're worth or I 'll do to you next what I eventually do to all my charm young woman. I 'll cut your throat. '' The swain said those awe-inspiring words as he drew his penis out of her heat, only to bring his cock slamming into her sex like a gig. 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 pussycat writhed around his prick. She was coming…even harder than before, if that was even out of the question.

'' Oh fuck ! Ahhhh ! ! ! ! sea captain, I 'm gushing on your dick, '' she moaned, her mouthpiece wide opened as she cried out and screamed `` YES ! AHHH ! ! ! '' Brayden looked down at his pecker vanishing inside her wetness, gripped by her slit muscles in a loving, excited bosom, and he ground out a pharyngeal cry as he threw his rosehip forward and felt his turncock explode.

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

'' Yes ! Uhhh ! '' kiley squealed as she felt his shaft twitch inside her slick profoundness. Her wrist chafed against the handcuffs to the stop of pain in the neck, but she did n't care. There would be red stain along her slender wrist later on, but she did n't wish. kiley felt her young body floating on pleasure, lust, love, tenderness, too many emotions and sense to decipher reality as her fellow pumped what seemed a gallon of cum between her peg. At last, panting almost as heavily as she was, Brayden pulled out his softening prick and looked down. They both looked down.

From Kylie 's finished snatch, from between her vain cunt backtalk, a vast dollop of cum oozed out onto the bedsheets. It was followed by respective large belt of cum trickling out until they slipped into her anus, making her even stickier than before. kiley laid back, her heart-rate galloping as her breasts rose and fell in a frantic rhythm.

Suddenly Brayden 's rugged face, the gray optic 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 sword against her bare skin even as his early hired hand cupped her pussy.

'' Now that I 've fucked you and emptied my source inside you, I bet you 're disquieted you might get pregnant. wellspring do n't concern, bitch. I do n't consider you 'll live that long. '' He slid the knife across her pharynx as kylie gasped. What the beautiful young woman did n't realize was that her boyfriend had replaced the real knife with a postiche knife moments ago. Even as the blade slid across her throat, the vane retracted, and she realized that this knife was made not out of steel, but a concentrated plastic rosin. Still, it had the desired effect. The poor daughter nearly had a warmness onrush. Twisted as it was, the jolt of care combined with Brayden 's hired man cupping her sex sent her over the bound. She gushed on Brayden 's hand in a final exam orgasm as her eyes rolled up in her head.

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

The sequent killer was gone. Now there was only Brayden. Her boyfriend. He was already unlocking her handcuff, freeing her wrist joint. She curled up against him, her nakedness nestled against his muscular heat as he wrapped his arms around her. He kissed the top of her head.

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

Kylie 's smile lit up the room like the grownup wax light of all. `` Are you kidding, Bray ? That was amazing. You… '' She could n't get the Son. She had to settle for simplicity and just Hope he could learn the admiration in her voice. `` Thank you. ``

Brayden smiled down at her, swooping down to snog her softly, then more and more hungrily as their tongues wrestled, their lips pressed together. He broke off the osculation, cupping her font as he stared with such chroma it made her heart stay.

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

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

But Brayden just gave her the most solemn nod. `` Even then, baby. I love YOU. Not the perfective tense, idealized woman out there. She does n't exist. I love YOU. Always will, pamper. Always will. And do you have a go at it 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 defective arcanum you 'll ever possess, Kylie, then I 'll regard myself a favorable man. Besides, '' and now he winked at her as she tried to ignore the distracting sensations of his finger slipping inside her cum-soaked cunt, `` maybe you 're not the only one with disconsolate secret fantasies, hmm ? ``

The thought sent a boot of anticipation that melted kiley 's heart and sent her thinker spinning. She reached down, grasping the radical of his tool as it sprang to renewed life story between her fingers.

'' Oh yeah ? '' she said seductively. `` Well, then, Mr, you better start talking. '' She shimmied down the bed with a loathly smiling until her mouth 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 cave in him a very material 'Thank You'for what he 'd just done for her. All kylie could remember as her boyfriend lovingly caressed her hair, holding her night tresses away from her boldness as she sucked his turncock, was this :

'He thinks he 's a lucky man, but I 'm the golden one. I 've found someone who loves me, who accepts me .'The realization swirled in the lady friend 's question like a priceless song kiley would never forget.

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A 23-year-old charwoman strode into the Panthera tigris 's Eye café. She was striking, tall, her athletic body setting her apart from the average girl. Her beautiful human face looked imposing with its high-pitched cheekbones and finely chiseled nose. Underlying all if it Kylie 's smooth, morose cutis and self-assured comportment almost gave her the halo 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. kiley 's younger Quaker made big optic at her. Kylie was wearing an radical low-cut party garb of bright pink. The wearing apparel revealed the miss 's slim articulatio humeri plus a generous sum of cleavage. 'Cleavage'did n't even begin to insure it. Shauna marveled at the V-shaped dip down the front of kiley 's frock, which basically showed off the curves of Kylie 's breast except for her nipples, not to cite the little girl 's polish chest 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, '' Kylie said with a playful nictitation. `` Bray 's taking me out for dinner and dancing later. ``

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

The two right friends could practically finish one another 's sentences, but right now a comfortable muteness intervened. Kylie just stared happily into her best friend 's eyes and finally Shauna could n't take it anymore. The missy squealed and rubbed her hands together.

'' Spill. I want EVERYTHING. Every concluding detail, no matter how unimportant, missy. You owe me. ``

kiley 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 genuine with Brayden. Telling him about your forbidden desires. '' Shauna 's voice dipped low and dramatically as she said those last two words. Then she added, with a bright smiling as her spokesperson rose back to its usual chirpiness, `` And for being the moral musical accompaniment you needed. '' The girl folded her arms on the tabletop and looked at Kylie expectantly, like a judge waiting for a lawyer to excuse why they 'd just arrived late to court. `` Ky, no more stalling. You look like someone just fucked your brains out, girl. Spill ! ''

kiley did just that. She told her friend about her night with Brayden, about the barriers they 'd crossed. About how he 'd played the persona of harsh 'serial killer'to turn her on, to clear her helpless, and to make her come like she 'd never come before. What might have seemed like the ultimate night of sexual drunken revelry was actually something much simpler, more beautiful ; just the act of making love. Despite the darkness of it, the moxie and forbidden constituent to kiley 's fantasy of being kidnapped and raped by a series killer, she knew Brayden cared for her. There was a vast, Brobdingnagian difference of opinion between fulfilling a fantasy for the saki of loving another somebody and embracing a realness that kylie would n't require visited on any charwoman. This was her fancy, her individual need - zilch more, null less.

'' Wow. Just…wow, '' Shauna sighed after Kylie had told her all the tempting contingent. She 'd even told Shauna about the role player retractable knife which Brayden had used to 'slit'her throat before making her orgasm one Sir Thomas More 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 scantling. '' Suddenly Shauna got quiet. `` You really have sex him, don't you ? ``

Kylie shrugged, trying not to let her comfortably acquaintance see her blush again. `` I 'm in the process of falling in love with him. It 's not the same thing. ``

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

Shauna narrowed her regard. `` You two have been dating how long ? Nine 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 eff you for YOU, sister. I 'm so bonk envious, '' Shauna sighed. Her phonation contained a longing that somehow pulled at Kylie 's heartstrings. It had been almost half a year since Shauna had gotten dumped. Her 22-year-old acquaintance had n't found a guy to fascinate her in a long time. sure enough, she 'd make up the casual hook-up with a precious guy from a bar or a social club, but that wasn't the same. It 'scratched the urge ,'you might say, but sometimes itch-scratching was highly overrated. Just then a half-baked idea popped into Kylie 's head. She was basing it on the tone in her best ally 's voice, but before she full-out verbalized it she had to be sure.

'' Do you ever think… '' kylie stole Shauna 's coffee bean cup and stared into the liquid because she did n't rely herself to look 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 tell you anything and you 'll always back me and wo n't try 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 part of why I 'm jealous. ''

kylie took a trench breath and thought 'Here goes nix'. `` The rationality I ask, Shauna, is because…I mean just now, what if we did one together. ``

Shauna 's os frontale scrunched up in add together confusion. `` Did one what ? ``

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

'' Are you offering to let me have sex with your boyfriend ? '' Shauna all but blurted out, a petty louder than she 'd intended. A look from a businesswoman at the nearest table had both little girl blushing.

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

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

Now it was kylie 's turn to put a comforting hand 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 eyes glinted with mischief, `` …then let me do this for you, beloved. Let me help show you a night you 'll never block. ``

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END OF component part ONE. Upcoming : piece TWO with the complete ending.
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writer 's Federal Reserve note :

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

disclaimer : all characters in the story are 18 or sometime, and all issue depicted are assumed. Remember, this is a illusion. Always follow your dreaming, the darker and kinkier the effective : )

~Gaggedkitty