Aur unka humare ghar ana jana shuru ho gaya tha. Woh mujhse bhi baatein karti thi thodi bohut. Ek din girlfriend aur main ghar mein the aur just chuda...i khatam karke gallery ke pas khade the.Tabhi samne wali aunty ne dekh liya aur look dete hue andar chali gayi. Meri toh gand fat gayi ki ab ye aunty mere maa ko ye sab ne bata de. Main buri tarah dar gaya tha aur maine girlfriend ko ghar jane ko kaha. Main ab shaam ko mummy ke wapis ane ka wait karne laga.Jab mummy ayi toh normal hi behave kar. "As he whispers Julie writhes in her bondage. Slowly Julie's breathing becomes even more laboured. The images spinning in her mind lift her higher, closer to orgasm. But she needs some extra physical stimulus to push her that last tiny fraction. Julie's body aches from the desire to come. Desire overpowers pain in her mind, her single focus is to explode in orgasm, the desire is more painful than anything else happening to her body."Some will want your body pierced. Fat iron rings will be. ." Ohhhhh, you sweet little thing, what's your name?" A large clawed hand stroked the girl's face, wiping away her tears."Ashley...Ashley Caldwell," the cheerleader replied."Now, that wasn't so hard, was it?"Ashley thought about running, but Tiffany had tried that and look what it got her. Tiffany Reynolds was lying on the floor on the other side of the basement. She was naked and dead."Please," Ashley tried begging the b**st again, "We didn't think it was real." Ashley indicated the large book. I needed a few private moments to collect myself, my thoughts, my whatever.I'm back now, struggling, but weakly, almost out of a sense of obligation, a sense of theater. No one likes indifference in a lover—or a victim. Don't you sort of expect a little struggle, a little life-ending wiggle? If nothing else, it feels good around your cock, no?; the last vibrations of life leaving my body, that is. It's too late, too late for struggle now, that's clear, but you can hardly blame me for not.