I've got to admit that I had wondered how hard the bugger had had to work — or maybe how hard he was prepared to work - to get into Miranda's knicke...s in the first place. The old ego takes one hell of a hit when the woman you thought loved you decides to ditch you for someone else. I think I wanted some assurance that good old Sven had had to work pretty hard to achieve his goal.My PI's supplied me with the details - names and addresses etc. - of quite a few of his previous alleged victims.. Reflecting on Cathy's idea, Ed now pretended to think about it and then said, "I will try her cunt!" Addressing Vangie he said, "But first, slave, get down on your knees and worship my cock."Vangie straightened herself up and just looked at him. Then she said calmly, "Why? Although I am your prisoner, why would I want to do a dirty thing like that?" To spare your life!" he exclaimed. "If you do not, you will be beheaded at dawn!"At this point Vangie ad libbed. Tipping her head to the side, she. She screamed against his palm, trying to get away from the protrusion inside of her. He hammered into her for several minutes, a tear or two escaping every time she brought her attention back to the pain emanating from her lower regions. Finally, he had resisted the urge to come long enough, and with much rigor, exploded inside of her. He let go of her wrists, getting up off the bed. He smiled down at her figure, his cum leaking out of her hole slowly. She lay there whimpering. A part of him. The hot water felt so very, very good as it coursed down her statuesque and perfectly toned and tanned form. After drying herself, she walked out of the shower and into the corridor.She was still naked but very much warmer now and quite comfortable. The sun had shone through the bathroom window onto her body, its beams dancing with subtle brilliance off her skin's smooth lustre with its delicately fine covering of tiny red-gold hairs, each one a minute and coruscating jewel, gleaming in the.