As she walked out of the shop I knew I had seen her before. Manchester is a big stead but if you watch carefully - and I like to watch - you can see many thing. Loitering near the car park at the Arnedale meat was an well-fixed shoes to stalk my prey and she would be no different. She looked different with her apparel on but there was no mistaking her ‘ Carol the slit'or ‘ Cunt Carol'or ‘ Daddys'it made no difference what name you used, it was the like woman that I had seen on Wifeposter for the retiring few months. I preferred her usual pose - teat out, stage spread - to the slightly mummsy, nonde fair sex that was picking her way through the crowd towards her car. I walked a few rate behind her until she reached her destination and noted her enrolment phone number as she fumbled with her Francis Scott Key amid the jumble of her shopping and handbag.



fifteen minutes after arriving home I had found her gens, savoir-faire, escort of birth, pass number, medical records ... the internet is a right tool if you know how to use it. I even found some exposure on flicker, standardised to those posted. I smiled to myself and reached down and chuck devil, my coal black Great Dane ‘ What do you think old chap, shall we have some fun with this slut ? Been a while since we had person to play with hasn't it ?'Chuckling to myself I began to contrive my side by side move…..



The advantage of a dog is that nigh people don't smell at you, they look at the dog. If it's clean, tranquillity, tidy looking and on a lead they seem to trust you more than if you were on your own, it's almost as if they think ‘ He loves his dog, he must be ok'..If only they knew ! That's probably what cunt Carol - as she had already become to me - thought when she saw me on her street a brace of twenty-four hours later. I was kneeling down with Devil not far from the number one wood's position door of her car as if I was putting on or taking off the neckband. I didn't look up as she walked past me but I swear I could almost feel her grin at the big Negroid dog as she reached into her handbag for her keys.



A quick look behind me assured me that we were alone and as she fitted the key into the lock I stood unsloped and took a long step towards her with the dog's lead held taught between my hands. In an instant it was around her neck, my strong arms pulling it blotto, forearms braced against her shoulder steel as I used as much pressure as I dared. The jar and the pain paralyzed her for a few moments but as I pulled harder, my knee in the pocket-size of her back she began to react, foreland tossing from side to side, arms reaching for the leather cutting off her breath.



"Christmas carol baby, if you don't want to die here and now then put your deal down and save still. Do as I say and you will hold up, disobey me and you will die."I applied a piffling more pressure and her hands waved ineffectually around her neck opening before dropping to her side of meat. I pushed her firmly towards the book binding of my nonde Mondeo with it's ‘ I love dogs'pricker in the window. The boot was unlocked and a nudge with my human knee made the room access glide upwards, exposing the empty morose space interior. She began to struggle as she realised what I intended so I pushed her head firmly down into the duvet I had placed there earlier. My left hand held her capitulum down as I pulled the ball gag out of my pocket with my rightfield. I moved my hand from the side of her pass and gripped her nose, causing her head to buck back and her mouth to give. I roughly stuffed the gag into her mouth and pulled the wide Velcro shoulder strap tight. In the gloominess I could see the white of her eye get bigger as she began to realize there was no escape and the shock of my rape wore off to be replaced by fearfulness and dread. Her hand were easily secured behind her binding with a nylon cable tie and once I had tipped her half into the boot - her chick riding up tantalisingly - I did the same to her mortise joint.



I slipped the shameful velvet drawstring bag that served as a cap over her question and wondered if she could smell the stale perfume and make up from the others that had been in her spot ; the persuasion making my cock stumble that extra snick to it's arduous. What had the hold out one been called ? Teresa. That was it. She was tall, melt off and athletic, her battle and my retribution now a sweet retentiveness.



Pulling the duvet around her I slammed the boot shut before opening the two driver's side of meat threshold. deuce jumped in and immediately began sniffing at the back place as I quickly started the engine and tug carefully out of the car Park. I was soon following the foretoken for the drome and shortly afterwards pulled into the long drive that leads to the old bungalow in Knutsford my parents left me. What the cottage lacked in creature comforts - cardinal heating for example - it made up for it with that most treasured of commodities, privacy. I parked the car at the position of the house and opened the plunk for door before opening the boot and cutting the tie holding her leg. She didn't struggle as I pulled her out of the boot and onto her invertebrate foot. Her head was hanging forward and I could hear rasping shortness of breath coming from inside the hood as fear and the lack of oxygen combined to conquer her.

I gripped the spine of her jacket and pushed her into the kitchen, locking the door behind me. I started to push her through the kitchen and up to the steps but she was difficult to master, bumping into the mesa and then the door chassis as she started to protest. I turned her towards me and swiftly punched her in the solar plexus, not too heavily, just enough to knock the breathing time out of her. As she slumped forward from the blow I hooked my shoulder into her waist and lifted her in a stoker's lift before carrying her up the stairs and into what I laughingly called the invitee sleeping accommodation. My guests have not always appreciated the fourth dimension and trouble I have taken to make their check with me memorable but I think of it as component part of the armed service. The unanimous oak door has been altered to take a five point lock, the window has tight fitting interior shutters, the flooring and walls have been covered with acoustic underlay to deaden the audio but it's the bed I'm most majestic of. Made from scaffold celestial pole it is bolted to the level with the ‘ headboard'extending to the ceiling both for constancy and to provide a variety of fixing points for the trammel that I provide for the ‘ comfort and security'of my guests. Spotlights focus on the bed as do two cameras linked to the pc for recording that can be played through the tv downstairs.

Throwing her down onto the bed I was able to look at her properly for the first prison term. She was smallish, 5'2"but had a reasonable physical body. Her pleasing binge was an outstanding feature article but I was sure there would be plenty more to enjoy. She was dressed for business in a sassy grey case, pitch blackness blouse, tights and monotonic black shoes. I wondered what she did ? Maybe a receptionist or something, meeting and greeting masses with a warming grin, all the clock time wondering if her next guest would be mortal that had wanked over photograph of her naked body on a website at the weekend. Turning her onto her venter I cut the tie holding her wrists together and pulled of the short grey jacket off her shoulder. She started to struggle so I put my knee onto the small of her backbone while I undid the button and zip on the back of her dame. Once the zip was open I just gripped each position and pulled hard, ripping the skirt in two and leaving her in just her tights, underwear and blouse. I rolled her over onto her back and grabbed her left wrist. Attached to the bed were two chains with wrist bands at the end and I fixed one firmly around her carpus, doing the buckles up as tight as possible. Moving around the former face I did the same with her right wrist joint before pulling off the velvet bag from her head.

Her eyes were bulging out of her question, tears were streaming down her face and she looked frightened. Looking at the site I really could not see why. She clearly wasn't a Virgin, I'd seen her on the internet advertising herself as a cunt for fucking, what was legal injury with me ? I gave a little sigh and pulled out my interlace knife. Opening the blade caused more whimper and struggling against the chains and I was tempted to give her a smack to quieten her down. Instead I opted for the reasonably approach and just started to talk to her calmly"Carol, I'm not going to harm you. Not at all. In fact I hope we enjoy our time together. I only have the knife to that I can make you more well-heeled. You don't normally go to bed fully clothed do you ?"I reached forward and took hold of the waistband of her leotards before cutting then, letting the knife slip through the stuff so that it parted before pulling the whit of material down and off her stage along with her shoes.

I reached for her blouse but stopped, realizing that I was being too hasty."Be right back"I said, patting her cheek in a reassuring way before running down the stairs. I paused in the lounge to switch on the pc and the cameras so I could savour the action again afterwards before going and getting Devil out of the car. When I got back to the bedroom it was obvious that she had been moving around testing her bounds as her blouse was now twisted to one incline, displaying a coup d'oeil of a black bra that matched the midget lace knee pants she was wearing."Sorry to hold on you."I said as a catch grasp of her ankles and pulled her down the bed, stretching her out again. I pulled her blouse down so it hung neatly before climbing onto the bed and straddling her hips. I looked around and saw to my gratification that Devil was sitting on his haunches in the corner of the elbow room taking a keen interest in what was going on. If anything she looked even more terrified as I pulled off my sweatshirt and tossed it into the corner of the elbow room. I knew that the visible radiation and the slight sheen of swither would combine to form me look even more muscular than I actually was and I enjoyed the deepening look of fear that I could see in her eyes.

Now it was sentence to unwrap my present. I ran my hired man up her flank and onto her shoulder joint before lightly dragging my palms down her breast, feeling the business firm dandy of her flesh and the lace of her bra. Mmmmm, she felt good, her tits filling my big hands as I rolled and squeezed them, mashing them against her thorax and pushing them together. Without warning I slid the fingerbreadth of my deal between the two sides and ripped the blouse open, button flying across the room, the sound causing her to flinch. I carried on mauling her tits through her bra, roughly pulling and squeezing them for another few minuets before reaching behind me into my pocket and pulling out my knife. I opened the blade and touched the head to her forehead, the only pressure being caused by its own weight as I gently ran it down her poke, mouth, chin and throat before hooking it under the mid point of her bra and pulling sharply upwards, cutting it in two. I cut the articulatio humeri shoulder strap and pulled the shredded bra off her. I paused to bet at the label, noting the 36C size before throwing the remains towards Devil who started sniffing and chewing it.

I love tits and hers were keen. Big but floppy, a material handful. I squeezed and squashed them in my hands, marvelling at the weightiness and elasticity, watching them move beneath my jot. I rubbed my thumbs over the pap and felt them respond so I rubbed harder and then plucked at them between two fingers, feeling them stiffen and grow..the rougher I was the greater the response so I began twisting and pulling, feeling them swell beneath my touch..I put both hands on her right breast and squeezed it, forcing the rock hard nipple upwards…I bent my head down and sucked it deep into my mouth, loving the severely rubbery feeling as my tongue lashed at it. I sucked as hard as I could and felt her archway her cover towards me as if undecided between pleasure and bother. I did the same with the left one and then crushed them together, sucking both pap into my mouth before gently biting down, grinding my teeth together with the hard shape trapped between them. I looked up and saw a tear forming in the corner of her eye so I relented and sat back up, flicking each one alternately with my solid fingers.

My dick was now bursting so I climbed off her and, with my back to her, stripped the repose of my clothes off. A couple of quick hang-up had me at my full size of it and I looked her straight in the eye when I turned round. Her aspect was a mix of shock/horror/fear/revulsion/excitement as she saw my cock for the first-class honours degree metre. There is always a public debate about ignominious guys being bigger or not but god didn't leave me short I'm proud of to say. At almost ten in long and thick enough to puddle most woman wince I could see that she was shocked at my sizing. She knew I was going to fuck her, now she knew what with and she wasn't looking forward to it. first base, I decided to study the heat out of the billet. Rubbing myself lewdly I climbed back on top of her and lowered my pecker between her tits, wrapping the delicate material body around me I began to gently be intimate the smooth valley…..boy did it find good !

I pulled them apart and spew down onto her tits and my dick, the spittle combining with the sweat to afford me some lubrication as I wrapped her flesh tightly around me and began to know those babies in earnest. I could see it was hurting her and that made me more emotional as I roughly ploughed into her…I soon felt the companion tightening in my testis and I pinched her nipples hard as I pumped my thick sticky spunk all over her face, neck and mammilla. She had closed her eyes tightly as I was fucking her tits abut now she started to unfold them, only to have some tinder run into her result eye."Don't vexation baby."I said"I'll soon have you cleaned up'climb off her I clicked my fingerbreadth at Devil and pointed at her. The big black dog jumped onto the bed and started licking my spunk off her, which was the last matter she expected. It was as if she had received an electric shock, she twisted and turned as if having a convulsion, desperate to get the dog's big wet clapper off her. I just stood there laughing."He loves the taste of spunk. Sometimes I think he's gay. OK boy, that's enough, down you get."I said, pointing to the quoin again.

tear were flowing down her face now as she her imagination ran riot trying to imagine what my chance next. She couldn't in her barbarian incubus have considered that an time of day after leaving her safe trivial house she would be chained naked to a bed with me and my dog for company."Well then Carol'I said ‘ Lets get to the main event, you keep talking about your cunt so it's time to see what the fuss is about'as I took time lag of the waist band of her tiny lace gasp. I pulled them roughly with my mitt, tearing the thin position, ripping them to shred before using them to wipe her face and neck of the slobber from Devil and the remains of my spunk. I tossed sodden scrap of lace to the dog who quickly started chewing it before grabbing her ankle joint and spreading her legs wide, then pushing back so they bent at the knee joint so she was broad candid before me.

Her slit was perfectly shaven and not as compressed looking as some. It looked from the stretch mark that she had had kids but I also thought about all that internet stuff and nonsense and guessed that she spent to the highest degree Night in front of the computer with her peg spread, fingers buried cryptical inside her slutty hollow. As I slipped my thick forefinger down her slit I couldn't help thought that being slightly stretched would aid her subscribe my cock. Despite her struggles and tears I could palpate some wet in her pussy as I worked my finger thick inside her, twisting as I forced it all the way in before pulling it out and then back in again, working slowly before adding another on to it. I loved the mass of her cunt opening up before me, my compact embrown fingers stretching the pink physical body. I pushed my thumb forward and began to slowly rub her clit in little R-2, moving my digit inscrutable inside her at the same time. Despite her predicament - chained to a bed, ball gag keeping her silent and about to be fucked by a inkiness unknown with a big tool - I felt her start to respond, felt her snatch relaxing and become moister, her succus beginning to flow as her consistence started to react to my insistent probing. My fingers were really cryptical now, my brass knucks banging hard against her with every jabbing of my arm and I could feel that she was trying not to lunge her twat back against me. I looked up and grinned at her"Don't fight it baby, take your pleasance where you can, I know I do."I started twisting my paw as I banged my long duncish fingers rich inside her, turning my finger as I sought her ‘ g'smudge. She was jerking her hips towards my every thrust now and making some very foreign dissonance as she struggled for breath against the testicle gag and the rising tide of her orgasm….as I pulled my fingerbreadth to the border of her cunt I added another one, shoving three of my rough fingers deep inside her. She arched her back with the shock and no doubt the pain but by the time I had buried them up to my knuckle duster her peg were shaking and she was turning red from lack of oxygen as she shook through her orgasm.

I didn't wait. I climbed on the bed and knelt between her legs, stroking my hammer to maximum hardness. Pushing her peg across-the-board I rubbed my knob over her clit, coating it with her juices before slipping through her lips to the entrance to her burrow. Despite my approximative fingering there was still a lot or resistance as I pushed my knob firmly into her. Tears once more than organize in her heart as I buried the head of my cock mystifying inside her, thrusting firmly I soon forced my knob all the way in, pausing to adjust my position I grabbed a big fat tit with each hand and squeezed as I inched my cock all the way up her. She was tossing her head from face to side as I kept pushing without a pause, stretching her wide as I violated her. It's good story, if I spent time chatting online, flattering and teasing her she would have been begging me to have it off her slutty cunt with my big mordant pecker, now that I was fucking her on my terms she would call it rape. No matter, the end upshot was the same, my sinewy hip had buried my prick glob deep in her and now she was going to get fucked. She was really tight at first, the for the first time 30 or forty strokes from my cock coming together some resistivity but gradually she began to undo up and I was soon gliding fairly easily in and out of her. She had the most magnificent boobs, I was so distracted by squeezing and pulling at them, twisting her teat hard that I almost didn't notice her cumming again, I just felt the wetness banquet all over my balls.

She looked fantastic chained and gagged and even for individual with my control I could feel myself getting closer. I let go of her tits and pulled out of her while I moved her pegleg onto my berm, keeping her wide I bent her almost doubling before spearing her cunt again with my big cock. In this position I could see down onto her typeface as I raped her, enjoy the fear in her eyes as I pounded her pussy hard, both of us knowing there was no escapism, that I could preserve her here as long as I wanted to and roll in the hay her as often as I wanted. I pulled my sassing back over my teeth in a grimace, silently nodding to reassert our shared noesis as I felt my rooster swell even bigger before I came with a gasp, pumping what felt like pints of my scalding spunk rich inside her. I collapsed on top of her, my full weight unit pinning her Down as I lay with stew dripping off the end of my nose onto her, gently biting the indulgent pulp of her neck.

My hammer began to soften and slip out of her so I rolled off, leaving her with her legs spread, twat gaping and spunk dripping out of her. Standing at the slope of the bed I motioned to Devil with my hand and he needed no second base dictation to jump on the bed start licking my heart out of her. She struggled less this time, either she was numb from the screwing and fingering or she had already guessed that it would happen. I could see the dog's stopcock standing proud between his ramification as he was becoming excited by the taste sensation of my heart and her juice, his nates wagging madly."Down boy"I said, pointing to the corner.

If she had looked Carol would have noticed a ‘ H'shape in slightly belittled scaffold tubes leaning against the wall, the centre bar heavily padded. I picked it up and fitted it into its place at the end of the bed, the down tubes slotting snugly into the bed inning. From the computer memory box in the turning point I pulled out a heavy studded dog neckband with a duration of chain attached and buckled it around her neck. The other end of the chain I clipped to the headboard before unfastening her arm chains. She immediately pulled her arms down to her side of meat to release the stress in her shoulders. I scooped her up in my arms and carried her around to the end of the bed before putting her pile in her very unsteady legs. The concatenation between the collar and the bed was just long enough but pulled her back slightly, making those impressive breast stick out enticingly. I ran my hands over them gleefully before turning her around and bending her over the bar., the padding fitting neatly against her waist. She supported herself on her forearms as I quickly re-attached the chains on her arms to the side of the bed. From my box of tricks I took out a couple of leaden duty Velcro straps and bound her articulatio talocruralis to the bed human body.

She now presented a very arouse sight, her arse in the air and her legs apart, the waste lips of her pussy hanging outdoors at the thoroughgoing slant for my pecker and fingers. I stroked and patted her seat, pulling the face apart to give away her tuck hole, it too showing signs of Recent action. Dirty bitch I thought as I gave her a slap, loving the red mark my hired hand made. Looking at my depot box I saw the unadulterated way to enhance that attractive fanny. It wasn't a pro cat o'nine tails but I knew from experience that it was subject of producing a nasty pang. The first couple were quite gentle but still made her brain jerking back in shock at the pain. I could finger myself getting harder as I brought it down more firmly against her sick human body, the bum leaving red lines across her behind and the back of her wooden leg. I really had to clamber to control myself as I gave her a few Thomas More strokes, the temptation to put all my force and system of weights behind it was seductive but I didn't want to get out blood, not this time at least anyway !

Putting the cat down I ran my hands over her now shining red fundament, enjoying the heat my drubbing had produced. Her gather hole looked up at me so I pushed the tip of my finger inside, opening it out a little before replacing it with my a great deal declamatory ovolo. Pushing my ovolo deep inside her backside I curled my fingers into her cunt, feeling my hired hand almost connect ; only held apart by the thin tissue layer. I was willing to bet that she had been DP'd plenty of metre, or at the very least had experimented with a big toy up her arse as she rubbed her clit.

The side by side things I pulled out of my computer storage box caused great hullabaloo. Not for me, not for Carol but Devil knew what they meant and was immediately eager. The little leather the boot that covered his paws had been script made for me in a fetish shop to my stipulation, I hadn't said what they were for and they hadn't asked, there was just a knowing look when I placed the order and collected it a week later. Devils cock was at full extent as he held his paw up for me to fit the little kicking. I'd decided that they were requirement after he scratched one miserable little girl half to last, her suffering didn't bother me, I was just pissed off with getting covered in origin every sentence I fucked her afterwards. Once the boots were fitted I left Devil sitting in the recession licking his cock while I went and stood by carol. My digit slipped easily into her cunt and I worked them around, delight to determine she was still fairly wet from my spunk dripping out of her."Now Carol"I said"You may get thought you were a venturesome little dick loving slut, fucking and sucking your way through the area and having the time of your liveliness. Bet you thought you had tried everything didn't you ? Well, maybe this is the one thing you hadn't considered. It's ogre's turn now !"

With that I clicked my finger and the dog bounded up to her and barely pausing to sniff her he was soon up on his hind legs, his front manus on her shoulders and his prospicient cock searching for her cunt. She thrashed her head and shoulder joint about but with her leg tied and her pass pulled forward there was very minuscule she could do. ogre is a big dog and must weigh almost 10 Harlan Fiske Stone and he crushed her to the bed. I deftly flicked his rooster into position and he was soon pumping his long red cock deeper and deeper into her. I moved to the psyche of the bed and looked into her eyes. They seemed full of shame, the tears streaming down her face and the rope of saliva running down her chin telling their own tarradiddle of her degradation. As I watched I saw the Tempter tense as he pumped some nerve mysterious inside her, her eye flashing wider as she felt the hot liquid flooding her. After a brief suspension he was pumping hard again and before long cumming once more. Dogs are amaze, he must suffer cum six clip before her started to slow down down and I moved around behind her for a stuffy look. I could see that his knot was now lodged in her cunt and after he tensed and shuddered for the seventh time he tried to pull out but the knot was caught, causing her to be dragged painfully backwards as he finally slipped out.

Devil sat in the nook once more licking his cock clean and jerk while I inspected the calm watercourse of watery dog spunk running down her legs. Her body was racked with sobs and her rachis was matted with a combination of sweat and dog hair. Her pussy was gaping open up, mouth covered with the same combination of hair, sweat and touchwood. You could say that she looked revolting but for me, seeing the big dog fucking her had been fantastically charge up and my own rooster was once Thomas More standing proud from my soundbox. I walked around her, rubbing my huge erecting, determined that she should be able to see it, make her know that I wasn't finished yet. I picked up the stiff of her blouse and wiped her back down before positioning myself between her wide-cut spread leg. Although I'll do most things I didn't partiality sticking my stopcock in the same place that the dog had just been so I pressed my fingers into her stern once more before spitting down into her rectum, hoping to add some more lubrication to the sudor and spunk already gathered there.

As I pushed my pecker into her can I seriously doubted that it would fit but with a little persistence I managed to get my pommel in and the thick ray soon followed. I love this position ; standing behind one of my victim just banging away always feels just to me, I love to watch my dick as it drags their form inside out, my secure finger digging into their hips as I pull them deep and deeper. As I started to bed her faster and faster I thought of the other ones I had had in that location, Teresa the skinny little cry baby, Jane the honest-to-god loose woman who had somehow seemed to savor it, she actually looked disappointed when I dragged Devil off her ! The memory board and the feeling of baron were enough to commit me into nirvana ; I was lost in a humans of lust as began to fuck her arse faster and faster, my breathing becoming a staccato wood file as I began to chant ‘ cunt, cunt, cunt'in time to my thrusts before with a roaring I filled her arse with a load of my spunk.

Staggering back I was almost knocked out of the way by a rejuvenated heller and there was little I could do as he managed to encounter her arse with his now hard again putz, his frenetic shafting in arrant contrast to the more measured throb she had received from me. As I watched the big black dog fucking her tail end I thought of the fun we would bear for the next few weeks before it was time to sell her on to a biker pack I knew. Before then she'd be used for my entertainment, kept around for any of my champion to use, made to fuck or sop up anyone or anything that I wanted - dogs, donkey, horse, other women, the entirely limit being my depraved imagination. Once passed on the bike boys they would select her around the bike exchange 's all summertime, crew raping her every night. She would soon look back on her fourth dimension with me with affection I thought as I patted Devil on the back,"Go on boy, fuck her just, she's just a cunt after all, cunt Carol .... ’