I had made lasagna her favorite meal. She came back to the table and she sat down and grabbed my leash forcing my head to the floor while ordering me ...o lick her shoes clean. Once she ate her dinner she read the note that I left her laughing about what it said. She ordered me to stand and she grabbed my hands cuffing them behind my back. She then shackled my feet with a two foot chain. She blindfolded me and then then shoved the ball gag into my mouth and tied it tight. She told me to kneel. Rather than raw terror she felt only the dull, persistent mental ache of a repeating scene in a bad dream that lingers near the time of waking. The killer was out of her sight for a time. When she felt her faculties returning to her, she was dragged and tied up, dangling by her arms and legs from four trees. She momentarily felt better. The foliage hid the sky and the sublime landscape from her eyes.But only for a moment was she relieved. The killer was there, holding blades. She was hanging. She chokes and her eyes water as he pushes it deep past her uvula causing her gag reflex to engage. He shows no mercy as he pushes himself deeper, until he reaches the back of Rebecca’s throat. Holding her there with his barbaric grip, she splutters and chokes at the intrusion. Her mind quickly refocuses. Ok you fucking piece of shit, if I can’t make myself come, then I am sure as hell going to make you shoot your fucking load down my throat, she thinks as she encloses her mouth around his. With a devious smile, she steps over to it.Rebecca feels so wild and wicked. It is early morning. She’s come home, gotten the hard part out of the way with her parents. She even got the hard part out of the way with Liam. She quit school to be with him. Finally, she realized that lying to herself and Liam about not being in love with him was not good. She just couldn’t take the denial anymore. Once this was over and done with, she quickly found herself bend over her bed, lost is swooning.