*Click*A split second of fear and horror crested her mind as she realized what she had just done. The old blade dropped down before Eloise could react... her hand still buried deep in her dripping pussy. Her body still in the fits of her orgasm began shaking even more violently as the blade separated her head from her shoulders. Her head fell to the floor in a spray of blood, her body struggling and twisting as her bladder gave way. Dark yellow urine seeping out and dripping over her hand still. Again she leaned forward and tried to stop him, this time by trying to divert his attention with a kiss. Billy kissed her back, again thrusting his tongue into her mouth, but continued to work on the hooks. Cheryl felt a sudden relaxation of material as the bra hooks snapped open. Pulling away from her slightly, Billy lifted the bra cups above Cheryl’s breasts. Cheryl felt a shiver as Billy leaned forward and took a small nipple into his mouth. She looked around the room, sure that everyone. It then turned, looked over it’s shoulder and gave a single bark, then moved a few feet and barked again. Clearly it wanted me to follow. Hey, Lassie come home, okay, wrong breed but still, I decided I had little to lose if I followed since clearly the dog belonged to someone who lived somewhere near, and in all likelihood that was where the dog would take me. Blind faith in an unproven hypothesis.I don’t think we walked for more than fifteen minutes, I had, of course, forgotten to check the. But she was attracted to me, and I was willing to let her explore that attraction. My texts always started out playful, I would ask, “What are you wearing?” And she would reply obediently. She loved texting me before a drunken night on the town, and this night was no different. “A red dress, with black heels” was her response. She always kept it reserved at first. Sober, her conscience always kept her from misbehaving. It was only after a handful of shots that she gave into my will. Only after.