The single-story house sat on a cul-de-sac, far away from the traffic on Blackstock Road. inside, in front man of a mirror shaped like a giant tear, a woman examined herself. She was almost naked as she studied her slender yet athletic build. kylie did n't know whether to be excited…or terrified. He was coming. In less than 30 proceedings he would be here.

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

Of track 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 agree panties. The rich purplish-pink set off her dusky shin whole tone perfectly. The push-up bra barely contained the swell of her breasts. She twisted slope to side, gazing at herself. A smoothen, firm belly and abs guided the eye down to lean articulatio coxae and long, aphrodisiac legs. Her perfectly sculpted face had high cheekbone and chocolate-brown optic filled with agitation. This was the night. This was it. She 'd differentiate her young man her awful, cryptic, morose hole-and-corner fantasy, and he 'd promised to fulfill it.

Kylie 's cell buzzed. The lady friend grabbed it from the nightstand.

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

'' Hey, girl ! '' Her honest friend was n't person to be deterred. `` Just wanted to forebode and like you beneficial chance. I hope your handsome hunk leaves you exhausted. '' Shauna 's delicious laughter drifted through the phone, making it nearly impossible to stay mad at her. Kylie smiled.

'' Shut up. He 's going to be here in 26 mo. I do n't sustain time to run my mouth, or listen to you running YOURS. '' But Shauna must have heard the fondness in kylie 's voice overcoming her excitation, because the girlfriend just laughed again.

'' All right, whatevs. Listen though, I 'm your best friend forever, lady friend, which is stenography for'I 've got your back no topic what, no topic who, no matter if the house is falling down on you .''' Kylie rolled her eyes. Why did her in effect friend have this stupid compulsion with rhyming ? Kylie groaned, smiled at the Sami sentence. Sometimes she did n't know whether to strangle her Charles Herbert Best 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 fastness of light, aight ? And you can bet I 'll be bringing a gallon of your favorite ice cream, if it all goes to shit. OK ? ``

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

'' Oh, shush girlfriend. You probably all set and fix. I bet you look gorgeous. Ah, fine, this is me saying goodbye. hump you babe. ``

'' Love you too, '' kylie sighed before her best friend hung up.

There were just two measure left to ask. Kylie lit the standard candle placed all along the dressing table, the desk, and the cherry wood nightstands. Then she switched off the lights and took out two duo of manacle. She laid back on the bed face-up. Kylie cuffed one of her wrists to the headboard with the first pair of handcuffs. Then, although it was awkward, she managed to cuff her other wrist to the headboard using the second base pair of handcuffs. Now she sighed, closed her centre. Took a inscrutable breath. Waited.

Minutes ticked by. She felt her soundbox getting hot - and not from the taper all around the chamber or the heat of a due south Carolina summer nighttime. Anticipation sparked into a irksome, insistent burn. She was nervous too. She tried to reassure herself, but it was hard. Not because she did n't sleep with Brayden. Not because she did n't trust him - or want to, at to the lowest degree. It was just…she had been disappointed too many times in the past.

'Is he going to be like all the others ?'she wondered. 'Why could n't I just be a vanilla girly-girl ? Why do I have to be so weird ?'It was n't well-to-do, being a talented pitcher in minor league baseball game. The pay was mediocre but what she hated the most was the assumptions guys made about her. They fell into one of two family. They either assumed, because she was this yobbo athlete, that it meant sure matter in the bedroom. That she liked to be dominant and take direction. Or, they demanded the exact opposite ; that she would be totally traditional, the lady friend who wanted vanilla extract sex, pliantly and often.

The true statement was complicated - because women were complicated. kiley had a levelheaded libido, but it did n't run her biography. And, nigh importantly of all, her tastes in the sleeping room were…unusual. Downright rare. Because Kylie had the drab illusion of all. She liked to be dominated by her man, but it went far beyond that. She had this forbidden fancy of being captured by a serial Orcinus orca. Of him saying all of the awful matter he would do to her as he tied her up helpless and had his way with her. Threats and dark hope turned her on during sex - even if those threats were obviously NOT matter she would ever want a man to actually channel out. The human mastermind was filled with contradiction .'I 'm filled with contradiction in terms ,'kiley 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 recognize that she was broken, that maybe she did n't deserve his making love ?

Those were the head that nagged the beautiful young lady as she heard a key rustling in the lock to her social movement doorway. kylie listened as the threshold opened. She heard footstep and suddenly her bedroom door swung encompassing. Brayden was there, the 6'4 football player with biceps as thick as corner trunks and a dresser sculpted with washboard abs you could chop bricks on. His rugged face and center shone with primal hunger. Apparently he had stripped out of his tee already, revealing glorious muscles like all the eye candy kiley could ever hope for.

'' wellspring, well. If it is n't a hapless, helpless, enamour bitch, '' he said, his voice easygoing yet hard at the Lapp clip. He had a humble duffel bag bag. He was in the role now - the role of the sexualized successive grampus. He put the duffel to the side, unzipped it, drew something out which flashed in the candlelight. A long, wickedly penetrating knife. He laid it near the foot of the bed. Kylie felt a thrill of fear - and thirst - as her body suddenly sparked to life from her toes to her fingertips to the tips of her breasts, and everywhere else besides.

'' Please…let me go, '' she begged. Her pussy twitched when she watched him unbuckle his bash, take off his bloomers, shoes, and wind sleeve, as his foresightful, thick dick bobbed into sight. It had to be a good 10 in long when erect. And right now ? Now it stood out like a slab of silken steel, heavy for her. Yearning to be buried deep inside her heat energy.

'' Let you go ? Why would I do that ? '' Brayden purred. He picked up the knife. He pressed the flatcar of the vane to the bare tegument of her second joint and slid the edge underneath the side of her panty before slicing through the wispy fabric. She gasped. He ignored her, just folding the washed-up pantie out of the way, revealing her alky, exposed sex.

'' Mmm. And what 's this ? This slit is screaming to be fucked and tortured, is n't it little girl ? '' He lightly petted kylie 's trim snatch. The girl was suddenly panting a mil a minute. She felt refreshed 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, '' Kylie sighed. The phantasy 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 clit already missed the tantalizing touch of his fingertips. As if her body was no farsighted her own, she felt a tiny vocalism inside her crying out, 'No. Don't point .'The dusky-skinned girl gazed at the detail of the knife as it slowly came down toward her breasts. Brayden cut away the strap of the bra. He revealed her supple cones in all their glory as he folded the cups away on either face. His gray eyes flared with need and a surd border of something that scared kylie in all the right slipway.

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

'' Hmm. What should I do with you, niggling adulteress ? Do you know how many women I 've captured and killed ? How many girls I 've fucked senseless ? Hmm ? '' Even though Brayden 's Christian Bible were part of the act, he played his part so convincingly that Kylie 's warmness hammered in her chest. She looked down and saw her nipples pebbled up into hard little pink buds. Her pussy throbbed as Brayden 's hand went back to her quim, gently stroking. Rubbing. Playing lightly with her clit.

'' Shall we start with pleasure…or pain ? '' Saying this, the boyfriend leaned over his helpless girlfriend and bit the nipples on each of her lithe cones. kylie groaned. She arched her back, which only thrust her exposed tits into Brayden 's sass as he sucked on each of them in twist. He drew back reluctantly. He then pulled a cock-shaped safety ball 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 place as she groaned.

'' That should keep out you up and retain you from asking anymore stupid inquiry, '' he said. Then he kissed the side of her typeface with storm affectionateness. His hand stroked her other cheek as his candy kiss traveled lower, traversing her body like a controlled whirlwind. Everywhere his lips touched, Kylie felt her skin ignite. When he kissed the speed division of her shaved pubic muff, she moaned through her gag and felt her twat clench up with despair.

'' UHHH ! ! ! ``

'' What 's that, gripe ? You 'll have to speak more clearly. '' He nipped at her clitoris as his hands lazily circled her opening, gliding across her moistening labia. Kylie closed her middle and just focused on his touch sensation. She breathed heavily through her nozzle as his lingua flicked across her clitoris for the first prison term.

'' Mmmm. You 're enjoying this way too much, you nasty snatch. Maybe I should slice off your clit ? That would be a just penalty. That 's what I do to all my captured sluts, sooner or later… '' Brayden let the awful financial statement bent like a knife over her head. This fantasy was so dreary, it would be easy to block that Brayden loved kiley so much and that she loved him. The affair Brayden was will to do, the part he was unforced to roleplay - it made kiley marvel that she 'd finally launch another soul leave to at to the lowest degree gratify her twisted, underground wants. Could Brayden be the one for her ? That was the view tumbling about in her mind, nearly drowned out in the fog of pauperism that filled her veins as her pussy began to cream up quietly on Brayden 's spit.

He had his side buried between her thighs now. He was licking, lapping at her sex like her gap offered the finest fete. He groaned appreciatively as her fluids began to menstruate onto his lingua. Brayden 's hired hand reached up, cupping Kylie 's breasts. Her hands clenched. Her breast rose and fell riotous and faster as her boyfriend 's tongue dove deeply into her voiced plica.

'' 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 whim. This awful serial Orcinus orca had her at his all over mercy and she could do aught to keep herself. She could only extend her thighs and offer her expose kitty more readily to his attentive mouth. She could only moan as her nipples hardened like garden pink diamond, as she felt herself building toward the most disallow climax.

What happened present moment later nearly loosen kylie. Between sucking and slurping on kylie 's pussy, Brayden growled at her, `` I want you to close your middle. ''

She did, her nervure thrumming with lust as he nibbled on her clit and began to thrust two fingers into her wetness. He was pumping them toilsome into her diffuse sex, ramming them knockout and harder, upping the tempo, battering her joy nub with his clapper until she was arching her back off the bed and moaning a incessant 'Ooooohh !'through her gag. And then he did the unexpected. Suddenly he took it all away. He withdrew and left Kylie poised on the precipice of orgasm. A undulation of disappointment threatened to crest over her and vanquish her like a tsunami. Her eye still squeezed shut, Kylie almost gasped as her body protested in a million places.

Yet before she could, there was a loud sapidity. The end of the riding crop Brayden had grabbed suddenly slammed into kylie 's open slit. The unexpected smacking acquittance her pent-up libido like a violent flood. She came so hard. Her snatch convulsed as her stage writhed. Her breasts wiggled side to side as she moaned loudly through her gag, twisting in her cuff. The delirious joy of coming project Kylie into an oblivion from which she never wanted to return. When it was all over - it could receive been second base, hour, hours for all Kylie knew or cared - the beautiful girl just felt happily sated passion between her legs. Brayden 's head abruptly loomed in front line of her fount. His index finger traced a line down her chin, where she 'd begun to drool thanks to the ball-gag affixed in her mouthpiece.

'' 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 punishment. '' Brayden unfastened the testis gag and let the rubber-shaped cock dangle onto her neck. He straddled her chest until his prolonged light beam nestled in the valley of her titty. He then reached back, slapping the end of the riding craw against her defenseless untested pussy.

'' OW ! '' she cried out.

'' Say something, bitch. Did you delight herself ? Hmm ? Did you CUM ? ``

'' Y-yes, '' she whispered.

He brought the riding crop to her back talk. It glistened with her succus in the candlelight. `` Lick your nasty 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 saliva. Then she looked up at him fearfully as he took up the knife in his other hand and pressed the flatcar of his blade against one of her breasts. The cold sword felt like ice against her horribly tender nipple. `` Should I cut off your nipples for enjoying that a little too much ? I think I should. '' Kylie yelped as Brayden pressed the degree of the knife into her nipple, just enough to nick the skin, not even to draw stemma.

Fear seized up her chest of drawers, catapulting the fille 's arousal to new tiptop. 'Oh fuck. I 'm so disordered. This is turning me on. What 's wrong with me ?'Kylie thought. She was trembling as Brayden leaned over, capturing her rima oris with a recollective, torrid osculation. When he finally drew back so that they could both issue forth up for air, he stared at her so intently.

'' I think you 're ready to hold a unvoiced cock right up your slut pussy. Beg for my dick, little girlfriend. Beg for it or I 'll cut your mammilla off right NOW. '' Brayden slapped the end of the riding crop against kylie 's sex. She groaned as the constant cadence of his craw swatting her helpless pussy echoed in the bedchamber.

'' Tell me how much you want my cock, bitch. tell apart me, '' he shouted.

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

'' Call me 'Master'you unthankful beef. ''

'' Yes skipper, '' kylie chirped. `` Please have it away my pussy with your big, surd cock. ``

He kept smacking her sensitive, shaved pussy with the riding crop. `` Not convince enough, trollop. You can do unspoilt. ``

Kylie whimpered. `` OK. Ahhh ! Please fuck my pussy, stretch my cunt. nookie me hard until I scream and then fuck me harder, captain. Rape my love-hole with your cruel cock and make me oink. Please, I beg you. FUCK ME, '' Kylie crooned. Finally, satisfied with the young lady '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 brim.

'' Mmmm. Are you ready, bitch ? I 'm going to give you the best fuck of your youth life. Maybe when I 'm torturing you, twisting your mamilla off and shoving a steel rod up your ass, maybe you 'll be able to pine for skillful clock time when only my tough, pumping quill was raping your tight pussy. So bask what 's about to happen to you, footling girl. Enjoy my cock while you can. ``

The 'serial slayer 's'painful promises, like bitter dark chocolate, swirled in Kylie 's nous as she watched him credit line up his cockhead between her cunt sassing. He slowly nudged the head word into her soft heat. She stiffened in anticipation, her quim wet with stimulation. Then he suddenly slammed his hips forward, leaving her breathless as she felt all 10 in of his humanity ramming towards her neck.

'' Ahhh ! Oh god ! '' kiley cried out as Brayden 's handwriting clamped onto her shoulders. He held her in place as his shaft slammed into her Danton True Young pussy with hard, fell fucks. The bed creaked and shook as his cock pierced her pussy until only his jostling nut were visible. He stroked her smashed communication channel as if his peter was a battering ram. His fierce thrusts were joined by the loud smacks each time their organic structure slammed together as one.

'' Uhh ! Uhh ! UHH ! ! This tight pussy 's getting raped, cunt. 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 rousing in her loins was now a wildfire that could n't be extinguished. She felt rivers of lust flowing through her veins. The defenseless lady friend could n't help herself. Her pussy contract lovingly around Brayden 's dick as she met his push with the motion of her rose hip. She pushed her pussy forward to eagerly meet his pulverizing nooky. Soon her grunts and groan, his oink and the loud smacks of their bodies joining as he fucked her without mercy, these phone combined and echoed throughout the integral house. kiley 's John Brown eyes looked up at Brayden 's athirst stare as he made love to her. Fucked her. The heavily glint in his middle told her how seriously he was taking his persona as the twisted 'serial killer ,'but there was this implicit in effeminateness he could n't hide out. There was a sexual love behind his hard regard which she could see, plain as a full Sun Myung Moon.

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

'' Uh ! Uhh ! '' Brayden groaned. `` You think you deserve my cum, worthless slut ? Beg for it. Let me discover your desperation, beef. '' Brayden leaned down, kissing the side of kiley 's face as his hired hand caressed her hair, as his putz lanced through her young sex with full, jarring shot.

'' Please descend inside me. Empty your seed in my kitty-cat, headmaster. I want to sense your sticky, warm cum filling me up. PLEASE. Fuck me and come inside me. draw me yours, '' kiley murmured.

'' Sing for me, cunt. I want you to groan like a gripe in heating plant. groan for all you 're worth or I 'll do to you next what I eventually do to all my charm girls. I 'll cut your throat. '' The fellow said those amazing words as he drew his penis out of her warmness, only to fetch his cock slamming into her sex like a fishgig. kylie 's moan rose an octave, her mammilla pebbling up as lust surged through her loins. Her feminine need to be dominated rose to a pinnacle as her snatch writhed around his pecker. She was coming…even operose than before, if that was even unacceptable.

'' Oh fuck ! Ahhhh ! ! ! ! overlord, I 'm gushing on your hawkshaw, '' she moaned, her oral fissure encompassing open as she cried out and screamed `` YES ! AHHH ! ! ! '' Brayden looked down at his shaft vanishing inside her wetness, gripped by her cunt muscularity in a loving, delirious embrace, and he ground out a guttural cry as he threw his rose hip forward and felt his cock explode.

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

'' Yes ! Uhhh ! '' kiley squealed as she felt his turncock twitch inside her silken depths. Her radiocarpal joint chafed against the handcuff to the point of hurting, but she did n't worry. There would be red marks along her slender wrist later on, but she did n't manage. Kylie felt her Lester Willis Young body floating on pleasure, lust, passion, tenderness, too many emotions and sensations to decipher reality as her boyfriend pumped what seemed a gallon of cum between her wooden leg. 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 ruined grab, from between her swollen twat lips, a huge dollop of cum oozed out onto the bedsheets. It was followed by various prominent swaths 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 breast rose and fell in a excited rhythm.

Suddenly Brayden 's broken face, the gray centre flecked with bits of blue, blocked out Kylie 's view. He brought the tongue to her neck. She felt the frigidness flat of the blade against her bare skin even as his former hand cupped her pussy.

'' Now that I 've fucked you and emptied my seed inside you, I bet you 're apprehensive you might get pregnant. fountainhead do n't worry, bitch. I do n't think you 'll live that long. '' He slid the knife across her pharynx as kylie gasped. What the beautiful girl did n't recognize was that her boyfriend had replaced the real knife with a false tongue moments ago. Even as the leaf blade slid across her pharynx, the brand retracted, and she realized that this knife was made not out of steel, but a firmly plastic rosin. Still, it had the desired effect. The hapless girl nearly had a spunk attack. Twisted as it was, the shock of veneration combined with Brayden 's helping hand cupping her sex sent her over the border. She gushed on Brayden 's hand in a terminal orgasm as her eyes rolled up in her head.

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

The serial killer was gone. Now there was only Brayden. Her swain. He was already unlocking her manacle, freeing her wrists. She curled up against him, her nakedness nestled against his powerful warmth 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 look at him.

kiley 's smiling lit up the room like the openhanded taper of all. `` Are you kidding, Bray ? That was amazing. You… '' She could n't witness the words. She had to settle for simplicity and just hope he could try the wonder in her vox. `` Thank you. ``

Brayden smiled down at her, swooping down to kiss her softly, then more and Thomas More hungrily as their glossa wrestled, their lips pressed together. He broke off the kiss, cupping her face as he stared with such vividness it made her middle plosive consonant.

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

kiley felt her eye 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, infant. 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 have it away why else ? ``

kylie shook her nous 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 unlike shipway. If this is the defective closed book you 'll ever have, Kylie, then I 'll consider myself a lucky man. Besides, '' and now he winked at her as she tried to ignore the distracting genius of his fingers slipping inside her cum-soaked puss, `` maybe you 're not the only if one with dismal mystic fantasy, hmm ? ``

The thought sent a thrill of anticipation that melted Kylie 's heart and sent her creative thinker spinning. She reached down, grasping the base of his turncock as it sprang to renewed life between her fingers.

'' Oh yeah ? '' she said seductively. `` Well, then, Mr., you better start talking. '' She shimmied down the bed with a wicked grinning until her mouth smothered his tool. Her handwriting fondled his testicles as she began to pump her mouth up and down his humanity, moaning as she planned to give him a very real 'Thank You'for what he 'd just done for her. All kylie could believe as her boyfriend lovingly caressed her fuzz, holding her dark tresses away from her expression 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 realisation swirled in the daughter 's head like a priceless song kiley 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 body setting her apart from the average daughter. Her beautiful face looked noble with its high malar and finely chiseled nose. Underlying all if it kiley 's smooth, dour tegument and self-assured bearing almost gave her the aura of an African princess. And right now, strangely enough, she felt like one.

'' Hey, daughter. Oh. My. Gawd. '' Shauna gasped as Kylie slid into the booth opposite her. kylie 's younger champion made big eyes at her. Kylie was wearing an ultra low-cut party dress of brilliantly pinko. The garb revealed the fille 's slim shoulders plus a generous sum of money of cleavage. 'Cleavage'did n't even begin to continue it. Shauna marveled at the V-shaped dip down the movement of Kylie 's clothes, which basically showed off the curved shape of kylie 's chest except for her tit, not to name the missy 's unruffled chest above her belly button. They were getting Thomas More than a few looks - mostly from men, but a few women too.

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

'' Like it ? '' Shauna said. `` Who kidnapped my near booster and replaced her with a fashionable doppelganger ? Because WHOEVER it was, I definitely need to give thanks them. '' Shauna 's melodic laugh made kiley blush as she stole a sip of her friend 's mocha.

The two honorable friends could practically finish one another 's sentences, but right now a well-situated silence intervened. Kylie just stared happily into her best acquaintance 's eyes and finally Shauna could n't use up it anymore. The lady friend squealed and rubbed her hands together.

'' Spill. I want EVERYTHING. Every last detail, no matter how undistinguished, fille. You owe me. ``

Kylie nearly snorted out the 2nd sip of java she 'd been stealing - and pursed her lips. `` Owe you ? For what ? ``

'' For encouraging you to be rattling with Brayden. Telling him about your preclude desires. '' Shauna 's part dipped low and dramatically as she said those last two Son. Then she added, with a lustrous grinning as her voice rose back to its usual chirpiness, `` And for being the moral backing you needed. '' The little girl folded her munition on the tabletop and looked at Kylie expectantly, like a judge waiting for a attorney to explain why they 'd just arrived late to motor lodge. `` Ky, no more stalling. You look like someone just fucked your brains out, young woman. Spill ! ''

Kylie did just that. She told her booster about her night with Brayden, about the barrier they 'd crossed. About how he 'd played the persona of harsh 'serial killer whale'to wrick her on, to form her helpless, and to get to her semen 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 gumption and disallow component to kiley 's fantasy of being kidnapped and raped by a serial orca, she knew Brayden cared for her. There was a vast, vast difference between fulfilling a fantasy for the rice beer of loving another person and embracing a world that Kylie would n't want visited on any woman. This was her fantasy, her individual need - nothing more, nada less.

'' Wow. Just…wow, '' Shauna sighed after kiley had told her all the tempting details. She 'd even told Shauna about the fake retractable knife which Brayden had used to 'slit'her throat before making her orgasm one 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 stud. '' Suddenly Shauna got quiet. `` You really love him, don't you ? ``

Kylie shrugged, trying not to let her best friend see her bloom 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 gaze. `` You two have been dating how long ? IX month ? ``

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

'' You 're in a good spot. You 've finally found someone who gets you, who 'll love you for YOU, baby. I 'm so fucking covetous, '' 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 friend had n't found a guy to intrigue her in a long time. surely, she 'd made the casual hook-up with a cute guy from a bar or a golf-club, but that wasn't the Same. It 'scratched the itch ,'you might say, but sometimes itch-scratching was highly overrated. Just then a crazy idea popped into Kylie 's psyche. She was basing it on the tint in her beneficial ally 's representative, but before she full-out verbalized it she had to be trusted.

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

'' Do I ever think what ? ``

'' My colza fantasy. Does it…ever seem like something that would, you know…turn you on ? I mean, I know I can narrate you anything and you 'll always substantiate me and wo n't pronounce me. But I 'm just curious… ''

A thoughtful smell crept over Shauna 's fount as Kylie risked a glance up at her admirer. `` What if it does ? '' She shrugged. `` Maybe that 's share of why I 'm covetous. ''

kiley took a trench intimation and thought 'Here goes nothing'. `` The reasonableness I ask, Shauna, is because…I conceive just now, what if we did one together. ``

Shauna 's frontal bone scrunched up in sum up muddiness. `` Did one what ? ``

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

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

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

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

Now it was kylie 's bout to put a comforting script on top of Shauna 's. `` It wo n't. I 'll feel him out about the idea 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, dearest. Let me help show you a nighttime you 'll never draw a blank. ``

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END OF component part ONE. Upcoming : voice TWO with the complete ending.
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source 's Note :

I hope you enjoyed the floor. Please leave a gossip if you 'd care. This story has been one of my favourite to spell b/c it 's based on some personal experiences.

Disclaimer : all characters in the story are 18 or older, and all events depicted are fabricated. Remember, this is a fancy. Always follow your pipe dream, the darker and kinkier the bettor : )

~Gaggedkitty