We genuinely do not like each other. I think she is overbearing. She thinks that I am wild, spoiled, disrespectful. While she is my landlady, I cannot...wait to get out of there, and she cannot wait to have me gone. But, she still is very much in my fantasies. This story, embellished somewhat, is what I told to Tom. He is very interested in this, and says that he is going to look into making it all happen. He had me write him a letter, detailing all this, though how exactly he plans to make use. Now that was a mistake. He smiled at her realising just how much he was going to enjoy hurting this bitch. Normally he would start of with one the tools that was supplied to him but he decided to skip the foreplay and went straight to his suitcase. There he put on a pair of thick rubber gloves and then took out a car battery. He then produced some jumper cables and once again approached Anna. This time she wasn't so defiant and her throat was too dry for her to spit at him. "No what are you. I rolled up my trousers and followed him into the bright sparkly mass that hurt my eyes to look at. Maxie's words rang in my ears, for all I wanted, he may as well have been king. We splashed in a sea cold as ice, but Maxie's laugh was big and warm, like a giant fluffy towel. When we were both nearly soaked we waded back to the beach, grabbed our stuff and collapsed on the green, or feet on the pebbles of the beach."I can't believe we're really here. For the last few months I have only pictured. He walked up to Kylie, his rigid shaft glistening with the coating of Shauna's saliva as it bobbed a little with each stride. Kylie watched as their captor knelt near her face. He rested his testicles against her mouth. "Suck on my balls, slut. Let me feel some tongue action." Kylie turned her head away. "No. Please let us go!" The rape-captive fantasy had her heart racing, her insides melting with lust even as she paradoxically refused to do as he asked."You're going to learn to obey, bitch,.