Her labia glistened with her juices as she hunched over. "I think you would let him fuck you if he wanted." She tried to protest, but Peter slipped in...o her, turning her denials into moans. "I'll even bet you would cum all over his cock, as he made you scream." She was shaking her head no, but she was also pushing back against his thrusts with vigor. "I'd even go so far as to say you would let him cum inside your sopping wet pussy." Yes! I would. Is that what you want to hear? That I would let. The hole it had made closed behind it and in seconds the flesh was healed. No trace of the puncture remained, except for the blood coating my torso. Even my sliced clit felt whole again, although it would probably be a while before it stopped throbbing along with my heartbeat.I turned my head and looked over at the group standing behind the camera. They seemed to be discussing how to best dispose of my corpse."I know we buried the others out by the woods," Jones said. "But, have you any idea. ‘Na’ht yet. Ah yain’t done with you yet Mista.’ Echoed the man’s voice in the peculiar dialect. ‘You see, the problem I have here is this…’ The man in black rasped under his breath, his voice hoarse and hectic. ‘I want to kill you so bad it hurts, but I’m kind of obligated to take my time with it, you fat bastard.’ He released his grip on the fat man’s throat and the hapless man gasped for air instinctively. With his mouth open wide he managed to take in a good breath of air. The tape held fast. It’s just an experiment.”She started touching me in various places and I often did jump, but not out of being ticklish.“This is fun. You might not be a puddle on the floor, but I know I’m getting to you.”There was a long pause, I almost thought she had gone away when I felt something cold on my lower leg. Then I felt a tug and I realize she had cut my pants and ripped them, uncovering my lower leg.“Hey, Mel! What the fuck!”“I’ll buy you new ones.” But then her touch on my now bare leg felt.