I looked at the minuscule house at the end of the street. Unpainted for years, showing some greenish molding and moss nearly covering the shingles, it was a creaky renting for sure.

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

It was a cold blustery night, a little later and the neck of the woods was silence. I knew that Linda's booster Tina lived in this little shack, and I was coming to pay her a visit. This sojourn would be an of import part of the plan to free me up from a very, very bad relationship.

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

Things were beyond dicey with her at this point and I needed to nuke the"kinship ”. ( Another story altogether, that I have related earlier to my lamb reviewer )

Tina was Linda's neighbor, sometime buyer, sometime champion and parttime lover. When Tina needed some immediate payment and Linda was horny and lonely she would call Tina.

The small blonde would arrive at Linda's to get mellow, eat her pussy, or fuck her with a toy from her collection.

Linda had shown me Polaroids of Tina in a variety of emplacement, near eating Lindas pussy or with a expectant silicone dick in her tightly fitting pale consistency.

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

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

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

I rapped on the room access and waited. No reply. I knocked again, a bit louder.

"Who the shag is it ?"

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

The room access cracked undecided, she appeared on the former side of the security chain.

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

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

"She 's not home"I replied,"and I was going to steer back to my topographic point and I'd thought I'd see if you were home. The other day she told me you could deal me some ecstasy. I've got cash."

I let her see the wad of bills.

Tina was looking me up and down taking in my across-the-board smile, Midwestern aw-shucks routine and thinking about the cash in my handwriting.

"Alright, come in."

The place was no forged than Linda's nut apartment - a hipster, frat house vibration. She sat down at one end of the well-worn couch and looked me over as I stood in the doorway.

"wellspring, come in. I don't bite,"she said smiling."Sit. Linda has told me a little about you. She did n't say how cunning you are though."

As I took a buttocks Tina turned to confront me and I could see her nipples were difficult, pressing against the thin stuff of her worn T-shirt. I could clearly see that each teat was pierced with a barbell. A fat joint was burning in an ashtray.

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

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

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

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

"Nothing much. You're the mystery man with a dainty dick. A piddling pervy. Eats pussy - that 's a big one for Linda. She loves it. That fuckface truck driver boyfriend won't eat her."

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

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

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

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

"Another prison term, Tina,"I replied,"I just need the E."

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

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

I found that a well-made blackjack would knock out almost char and some men, if handled correctly. I had a beautiful beavertail sap that held a sinewy 14.5 ounces of lead shot in a gorgeous hand-stitched leather body.

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

I turned off the porchlight, Tina 's"unfastened for business organisation"signaling. I locked and chained the threshold.

Tina woke up to retrieve herself bound with black nylon Mexican valium to her tawdry two-fold bed mattress - legs cattle farm and tied to the underside of the bed frame, her manus tied behind her back, her wrists connected by an eighteen in length.

I liked to tie handwriting behind the back this way so she was n't laying on her hands, but they were by her incline. She was prevented from raising them by the roach passing under her binding.

She was gagged with the one clean duo of panties I could incur in the room.

Her thin Edward D. White tee shirt was stretched tight across her slight breast and I had removed the cotton panties she had on so I could see that kitty-cat ring.

Around her neck was a telegram garotte I had made myself.

Except for my black long-sleeved gymnastic shirt and socks I was nude. Unless you count the latex condom wrapped around my dick. There was no lube in the room, so I resorted to an old stand-by.

hairsbreadth conditioner from her shower.

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

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

Her pussy was very pinko, with entire lips and pronounced clit poking out from under the thug.

One lip was pierced with a silver ring.

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

Tina bucked her hips, the chintzy bed natural spring squeaking under her.

"Just relax Tina, you may enjoy this. I'm a lot skillful than Linda."

I mounted the bed and made my way up her blanket assailable peg, letting her see my fat peter in one manus. I paused at her pink little cunt and slowly rubbed the psyche of my dick from her bum gob to her button and back down again.

She was trembling and whimpering as I slipped my cock into her and watched her kitty-cat gape loose to take my sum.

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



I reached for the crude wooden handgrip of the garrote, and got a firm handgrip on them. I looked into her eyes and pulled the wire tight around her cervix.

I felt her twat spasm with the first jolt of little terror as she realized her legs were tied down and I was strangling her.

She tried to rise and found I was holding her down with the iron collar, and fighting to rise only tightened the wire.

Her face was a undimmed shade of red as she began soundlessly trying to breathe, her mouth working to enamor a gulp of oxygen. Her body went rigid and relaxed time and time again - squeezing my rooster in the physical process.

Her thin physical structure began convulsing, her small white meat quivering with each motion. I tightened my travelling bag and her backtalk opened wide, her fists were gripping the sheets, her peg weakly kicked against the rophy.

There were a few large spasms that jerked her dead body, causing her pussy wall to thresh about and grip my rooster.

Her sassing was open wide-eyed, her tongue snaking in and out. A low gurgling sound was coming from mysterious in her pharynx. Her eyes were astray give, like a trapped animal.

"Relax sister, do n't fight it. You might even cum ; can you palpate my shaft inside you ? Does n't that sense respectable ?"

Her eyes were pleading but I leaned back and pulled her head up with the wire so she could get a look at my hawkshaw spearing her cunt.

Her chest started to gasp with a serial publication of humble gasps as she struggled to get some air.

Tina began to hallucinate, as her brain, starved of oxygen, began producing a smother of thoughts, images and feelings. I felt her loosen up a petty, midget cramp shaking her body, her footling tits jiggling.

I backed off the wire, wanting to proceed her at this dot for as yearn as I could.

Still stroking her bitch, I felt her Menachem Begin to orgasm, a purely involuntary reaction to something that was happening in her oxygen starved brain.

I paused my fucking to watch her big pussy lips on either face of my prick flicker, and her clit heart rate as she came.

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

Her physical structure became bushed weightiness as she went limp.

I tightened my clutch and gave her neck opening a few brutal milk shake and lowered her head back down on the dirty feather pillow.

She made a long drawn out moan as some finis air escaped from her lungs, a few little spasms traveled down her stage and she was quiet.

Her mouth was frozen give, her pink clapper was protruding out a bit, a silver piercing seeable in the middle of it. Her case was red, her aristocratical middle were like a doll's, fixed and staring.

I continued strangling her for a few minute, watching a few last involuntary fit run down her tightfitting organic structure, then checked her pulse. Dead.

I left the iron collar around her neck opening for expert measure and began to stroke my cock oceanic abyss in her cunt. My hands wearing the blackness latex mitt were a austere line to her pale skin as I palmed her tits and pinched her pap, rolling the piercings under my fingers.

I wanted this one to be quick, but I couldn't assistant myself - I slowed my stroking down so I could savor the impression of the dead adult female's cunt.

The sight of my engorged prick inside Tina's now lifeless physical structure, unmoving and completely in my controller began to push me over the edge.

I reached up and placed one black-gloved manus on her neck and continued to watch my turncock playground slide in and out of her pussy, the silver ring piercing moving back and forth.

I orgasmed suddenly into Tina's body ; my muscles spasming a half XII times as my cock spurted cum into her pussy. I held my dick inside her as the undulation faded, massaging her little boob, squeezing her neck.

I leaned back and slowly pulled my dick out of her now gaping bitch, holding the cum filled condom securely in berth until I could dribble the bulging latex sheath in a baggie.

I took a duet of muddy pink panties off the story and placed them in a charge plate bag.

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

"You are a pretty good fuck."

It took me an hour to search the humble dingy house. Tina hid shit very well, but soon I had her drug hoard and hard currency in a Black person duffle.

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