Pretty on the pictures, and a real flirt when it came to messaging. We decided to meet up one Saturday afternoon. I saw her from a little way away and...it was clear that her pictures, shall we say, weren't up-to-date. She was dumpy, wearing tan tights and a skirt, and carrying a bit of extra weight. As I got closer I could see her pock-marked face, albeit with a pretty smile. Still, I had come this far, so I introduced myself to her and off we went.I don't know if I was bored, lonely, horny or. "This way youget double stimulation and the feel of the hairless skin under yoursexy belly is wonderful."Steven stood slightly, the new weight causing him to sway for a second,as he pushed his hard cock back and holding it there. It was a bituncomfortable and he grunted slightly, but his desire to cum withBarbie, or more exact, LIKE Barbie, overrode anything he might havedisliked. Soon he lwas able to let go and felt his cock pulse againsthis smooth thighs and cum fill the panties, some of it. I stay in the shadow until his view passes away. The man’s dog leaves after him, satisfied that it was nothing, that the sounds it heard was the wind or an idle nothingness. The moon above shines new from another month having passed. The few trees in the city show their gnarled flesh as they give away their last few leaves to winter, begging to grow again but ultimately being told no by the mother of all things. A dark stranger with a black cloak walks towards me from afar. He keeps his head. Do you understand, slave?"Stephanie nodded her head, remembering how painful the prod really was.The stranger led her hopping into the shower and then unbuckled the collar from around her throat. It was a relief to have it off but the relief was short lived. The bound girl felt a rope being tied around her neck and then drawn taut above her head like a noose.Stephanie was afraid to move. One slip and she could hang herself so she stood perfectly still as the stranger undid the buckles and.