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Old 07-08-2016, 01:37 PM
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Trisha denies rock advances as he gets more and more pushy. But rock has another plan. He quickly puts his arms around her neck as she fights to get away. but it is no use she cant get out of rocks strong hold.

She feels weaker and weaker as her brain looses oxygen, soon the life slips from her. Rock has her exactly where he wants her, dead and at his will.

I moves to stripping her down getting her all naked examining her perfect smooth body. Touching her nice wet little pussy.
Getting more excited he pulls his cock out and opens her mouth, a perfect hole for him to get started.

Fucking her passed out mouth gets him so hard and ready he trows her lip body on the bed. He joins her in being nude. He plunges his hard cock in her tight wet pussy. fucking her in all the ways he’s been thinking about the whole time she has been around.

Her body flops around and lies limp for rock to use as his perfect little fuck toy. Finishing then throwing her off to flop on the bed, he has gotten exactly what he wanted. Trisha is left dead on the bed till the next time Rock wants to use her cold body.


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A man comes up from behind and puts a rope around her neck. She kicks and fights as they struggle to the ground.

Putting all his weight on her back as he pulls tight. She struggles but can't get away and passes out. She soon wakes up to being naked in the bathtub

The knife wielding attacker plunges his knife in her belly as she cries out in pain.
The wound pours blood as the man stabs her again.

He lifts her body and places it on the side of the tube, she bleeds and moans with fear in her eyes.

Her struggle go unheard as there is no one to help her.

The mysterious man licks her young wet puss,y getting her warmed up for his big cock.
He slides his trolling cock deep inside her woman cunt.

Fucking the woman hard and deep as the life is bleeding out of her young innocent tummy.

After he cums on her bloody stomach, he places her back in the tub and runs her a bath.
The water turns red as she bleeds out. He has one more thing to finish before he leaves.
He stabs her once more this time right in the vagina.
The final blow to take this woman s once and for all.

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Old 07-09-2016, 09:46 AM
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It was the sisters last hurrah together before college. They planned a vacation to Florida for some fun and sun. The older sister had made all the arrangements. Rental car, flights and motels etc etc. There vacation got off to a terrible start. Plain was delayed and there luggage was lost. The airline told them to go ahead to the motel and they would get them there luggage. They go to get the rental car and yet again another problem. The car they was supposed to have rented wasn't there. All the rental company had was a new Convertible Camero. It cost a bunch more but the girls thought being a convertible it would be worth it. They leave the rental company and put the top down. It was so hot after driving for a while they went to put it back up and it didn't work. They thought let's just call the rental company and they would send someone out to fix it. They call and no one answers. They got a recording saying the number had been disconnected. They thought that was weird. They put the address in there GPS to the motel.

They had been driving for about an hour and thought they should be there by now. The GPS kept loosing signal and they got turned around. They had made a wrong turn and ended way out in the country. Now to top things off the car was starting to mess up. They scene an old warehouse way back off the road and thought someone there might be able to help them. They start down the driveway and the car just dies. The younger sister was really worried. Here they was way down in south Florida alone. They had no phone signal and there car was messed up. They notice two cars up by the building. They thought surely someone was here that could help them. They walk up to the big open door and yelled is anybody here. No one answers they knock on the inside door Nothing. They start to notice cameras and things setting around. They thought my god what is this place. The little sister wanted to try the outside door before they leave. The older sister just wanted to get out of there. They walk around to the other door and knock and yell for help.
The door slowly opens. It was an older woman dressed in office ware. The two girls was like thank god. Mam we need some help they ask. The woman asked whats wrong. They tell her about the terrible day they was having and about there car breaking down. The woman was like let me get this straight. You two are all the way out here alone and know one knows where you are. The naive little sister says yes and to top things off our cell phones don't even work. The woman just smiles and pulls something from behind her back. The girls scream in terror. They beg her to please not hurt them. They tell her we will do anything you ask. The woman just laughs again and tells them that she knows they will. She orders the two sisters to strip out in the hot sun. She makes them put there hands behind there heads and marches them in the building. She takes them to a back room.

As they enter the room both girls was scared out of there mind. The older sister ask my god what is this place. The woman orders her to shut up and stand against the post. She orders the younger sister to take off her panties and kneel on the floor. The woman tells them it was time for some fun. The woman was a Lesbian that loved to play with young girls. She ties the older sister to the post. She takes her panties off and ties her legs apart. She orders the younger sister to stand up and shove her panties in her sisters mouth. The woman tapes them in place. She turns the younger sister around and ties her hands behind her back. She forces her to her knees in front of her older sister. She tells her guess what your going to do. Grabbing a hand full of hair she shoves her face in her older sister's pussy. They both scream out begging her to stop. The woman just laughs and orders her to lick. The woman enjoys herself as she plays with the older sisters tits while the younger sister is forced to lick her pussy. She works the two sisters over for what seems like hours. The girls beg her to let them go. They promise they won't say anything to anybody. The woman steps back and just laughs. She tells them she knows they won't because they aren't going anywhere for a long time.

heh heh , let me introduce you to my daughter, Cindy, heh heh heh
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The Crackhead Maxxx breaks into a house looking for things to steal and sell for crack money. He is caught in the act by WonderWoman.

The crack head refuses to leave, WonderWoman jumps on top of the crackhead Maxxx. The two wrestle for control, WonderWoman fighting to take him to jail, and Maxxx doing anything for crack. The crackhead Maxxx gets WonderWoman in a choke hold and WonderWoman fights and struggles to get away, She kicks and grabs at Maxxxs hands but is overcome and passes out in the crackheads grip around her neck.

The crackhead Maxxx doesn't waste the opportunity for some good possible crack money and quickly ties WonderWoman to the Bed. Realizing what a good trade WonderWoman would be to his friends for crack, Maxxx decides to have his fun with WonderWoman first.

The resourceful crackhead finds a vibrator in the side table and starts to use it on the passed out WonderWoman. She wakes up and tries to struggle free, but it is no use, her arms and legs are tied tight to the bedposts. The crackhead forces her to orgasm, while she can only lay there in take it. The crackhead decides that he wants to have some more fun, and feel her WonderWoman Pussy before he calls his friends. Maxxx fucks her super pussy till he cums all over WonderWomans helpless body.

WonderWoman is left helplessly tied to the bed as the crackhead finishes her off.
Wrapping a rope around her neck he makes sure not to leave any loose ends.
she struggles but being tied up can’t fight it off.
Wonder woman is left dead never to fight crime again.


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Wonder Woman hangs by her stiletto boots, upside-down in 's garage. Her arms are twisted up behind her back in a cruel reverse prayer and her mouth is tightly packed with panties and sealed shut with layers of black elastic bandage. She struggles helplessly awaiting wondering what he intends to do with her. She doesn't have to wait long before her returns with more rope and ties a cruelly tight crotch rope between her legs, the end of the crotch rope is tied to the ropes holding her arms in the reverse prayer and pulled tight forcing her to keep her back arched to keep the crotch rope from slicing deeper into her pussy. He pulls her big firm tits out of her top and grabs a set of nipple clamps and attaches them to her exposed nipples. Wonder Woman groans as the clamps crush her poor nipples in their jaws. He nest ties some thin ropes over the jaws of the nipple clamps then runs the rope from her nipples across the room to the winch holding her in the air. He pulls the rope taut forcing her to bend at the waist to keep her poor nipples from being stretched. But that only causes the crotch rope to saw inself deeper into her pussy and ass. Poor Wonder Woman can't move as she moans and groans into her gag as her poor nipples are crushed and stretched.
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You enter the house in a business suit, blouse, skirt, high heels, with bra and panties on. You are talking to someone at the office and tell them that you will finish the expose the next week while on vacation. You close the cellphone and walk into the kitchen where Les grabs you, clasping his hand over your mouth telling you that this one story she won't write. He drags you out of the room.
Second scene: Les is driving the car and he is talking to someone telling the person that he has grabbed the "bitch" reporter and will get her source out of her no matter what. (You are lying in the back seat , bound, cleave gagged and blindfolded. He drives the car to the woods, gets out and pulls you out as well. You are still fully dressed but I would love to see him cut or tear your clothes at this point before he reties your wrists in front of you and makes you walk naked to the warehouse. Once inside He takes you over to one of the wooden poles in your studio. Ties you there with rope in the usual places. Rope around ankles, below knees, above knees, crotch rope around waist. Rope harness around breasts, below,above and down between. Tied to pole with additional rope. Gag is removed and you are asked to reveal your source but you curse him and he takes the ball gag and crams it in your mouth. Les then takes rope ties it to the crotch rope and then connects it to bucket of water that is then connected to a pulley and you have to keep the bucket up which causes you to scream out. I would love to see some water sprayed on you to show sweat. After a few minutes, he removes the gag and asks again but again you refuse. He puts the gag back in and tells you more will come.

Scene three: You are now bound to a chair with more rope. He places some clothes pins on your bare nipples and then places a vibrator between your legs. He turns it on high and you struggle more. After a little while he brings a cellphone and forces you to talk to her assistant to send her your files so you can have them while on vacation. He replaces the ball gag again while he waits for the file to come to your laptop. After a few more minutes, Les informs you that he is going to get more nasty now.

After this you are taken out to an open warehouse where there is a chain. He hangs you upside down and ties your hands behind your back. You are scared with your head only inches from the cold concrete floor. He picks up a whip and he whips you as you swing back and forth. You scream out begging him to stop. He puts the clamps back on your sore nipples and just laughs as he says he is going to have more fun now.

Finally he takes you down, makes you hop over to the table and next we see you lying on top of it. You are not gagged and try to talk to Les about letting you go. He then crams your panties in your mouth and wraps a half roll of duct tape completely around your mouth. He just laughs and binds you more. By the way I would love to see your elbows bound the entire time. He then ties the noose around your neck and pulls it around your ankles. He Informs u that as long as you keep your legs up you won't have any problems. Then he also places a roll of dynamite under your head and warns you not to lower your head or else it will go off. He then slaps your ass and leaves. The final minutes shows the terror on your face as you struggle to keep your head and legs up.



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Cindy thinks she’s working for just another customer Miles. A nerdy shy guy she thinks he’s just another trick.
Giving him a nice little lap dance and strip show she takes off her outfit and heals’

For some reason she is feeling tired, she doesn’t know that the “mint” miles gave her was actually a sleeping pill.

Miles doesn’t like the girls he plays with to have hair and makes sure Cindy is smooth for her final show. Miles shaves her head arm pits and pussy. making sure they are smooth as possible.

he has her cuffed to a chair in his kill room. ball gag in her mouth.

He loves her lips so he pulls out the ball gag and shoves a dildo in her mouth. she gags and chokes but there is nothing she can do about it.
Then she puts the ball gag back in her mouth and covers her head with a clear plastic bag. She tries to gasp for air but can’t, the bag just sticks to her face as she struggles for oxygen. Soon she passes out.

She wakes up laying on a table were miles has prepared her for her final act.
Running the blade of his axe across her body so she feels the cold steel on her skin.

With one quick swoop miles drops the axe to her neck and the blood splatters.
The decapitated head landing in the bucket below.


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Cindy's mom is having a normal day just doing some cooking in the kitchen, when a intruder sneaks up behind her with his gun out.

He forces her to strip in the kitchen. Her perfect body looking so delicious. Tying her hands with her own nylons he forces her to the bed room drowning her onto the bed.

Standing back he knows that he can’t let her get away and identify him to the police. plus she just looks so good to him.

With a quick squeeze of the trigger he fires two shoots into her chest. She falls back onto the bed with a gasp.

The man takes off his clothes and begins to have his fun as poor Cindy's mom bleeds and struggles to stay conscious.

He loves her feet taking his time to play with them.
Sliding his cock deep inside her as she struggles to hold onto life. He fucks his sweet MILF toy.

Once he’s done he cums on her face and feet. Then to make sure the job is done puts one more bullet in her head.
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Cindy pays a visit to mothers up in Connecticut and finds herself hanging by her wrists in a creul strappado in mothers dank scary basement. Her arms are welded completely together behind her back with her wrists anchored high above her head to an eye bolt as she stands precariously balaced on a small block of wood in her stiletto heels. mothers stuffs a pair of panties deep in her mouth then seals her mouth shut with white elastic bandage. mother then shortens the strappado rope raising her wrists even higher behind her back. Cindy struggles helplessly on the block as she watches mothers leave her alone to struggle. When mother returns mother decides that she is too comfortable and lifts her up and kicks the block of wood back a few feet. Cindy ' legs flail in the air as mother lowers her to the floor. Her poor shoulders scream as they are stretched to their limit as the ball of her feet barely touch the floor.

She looks back and sees the block of wood and steps back to try to releive the pressure on her poor shoulders. Her arms are pulled forward as she stretches her body to stand back on the block. mother laughs at her predicament and ties her ankles tightly together. Cindy struggles to keep her balance and keep herself from falling off the block as mother leaves her alone to grab more rope. mother returns to tie a cruelly tight crotch rope between her legs then torments her again by lifting from the block and threatens to kick it away. Cindy begs and cries into her gag in terror as she struggles in mothers arms. mother puts her back on the block of wood and then ties a rope to her crotch rope and runs it up to another eye bolt behind her. mother pulls the rope up tight forcing up onto her toes on the wooden block as the crotch rope buries itself deep into her pussy and ass. mother leaves her alone for the night struggling in the brutally tight crotch roped strappado


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mom: Locked in place while bolted down on top of the most powerful vibrator in the world, this my daughter is going to get reduced to a cock sucking machine. Leather straps hold her face in place, and the machine slides her head back and forth, whether she wants to or not. Long after her neck muscles would get tired and slow down, the machine will keep going. It is relentless and without mercy. A dial controls the pace. This porn star is now simply a sheath for our cock. We step up for a ride.
The blow job machine works just as advertised. The sybian kicks into overdrive. Cindy can not help herself. She will cum. She will suck. Over and over. For as long as we desire, at the exact speed we desire. We add some weighted clamps to decorate and tug at those perfect pink nipples. Cindy gasps and moans as the sybian works at her overheated cunt. Her head whips back and forth on the dick jammed down her mouth hole. This pretty little porn star is looking a lot less shy and quiet now.
We use her slutty face pussy to polish our cock to a high gleam. Drool runs out of her well trained mouth. Sweat gleams across her breasts, the strain written across her face. The strain does not matter, she has no choice but to keep sucking. The machine never gets tired. It is the perfect combination of flesh and metal. Wringing one more orgasm out of her, we walk away, leaving our porn star still bolted into the blow job machine. We will be back for another ride when we feel the need…
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A fetish porn company comes up with the idea of doing a rafting shoot, and so they set out with their camera equipment, small film crew, and four deliciously sexy young ladies to film an intimate lesbian adventure on the high seas. All starts well as the bikini-clad beauties dispense with their scant clothing and soon things start to heat up. You’ve never seen a raft you’d like to be in more than this one as the girls tackle this tough acting assignment with real enthusiasm. The breeze may not be stiff out on these calm seas, but shortly after the filming begins one of the crew sure is. The girls are forced to take matters into their own hands and desire rages at sea as the girls work to satisfy their sexual appetites! After an exhausting voyage, the girls and crew toast success and head to shore.

How unfortunate for the girls that four “not so nice, and very hungry militiamen” have been doing a pre-screening of their latest lesbian flick from the concealing underbrush along the shore. The militiamen patiently observe from the underbrush as the film crew springs an obvious surprise on the sexy cast. A big green creature suddenly appears from the depths of the water, quickly boards the raft, and takes his time stripping, fondling, and enjoying the surprised and now frightened starlets as the camera rolls. They obviously were not informed that this was going to be a horror movie. When the creature is done sexually ravaging the sobbing young hotties, it simply slinks away. Now enter the “not so nice and very hungry militiamen” to take their turn.

The devious film crew is quickly dispatched by their marksman, and then the four militiamen are free to do absolutely anything they please with the defenseless girls…and they do. The bikini-clad girls are quickly marched off into the safety of the forest where there will be no witnesses. As you can probably guess, they are culled one-by-one, each sexy young victim helplessly struggling as she is brutally stripped and strangled to death while one or more militiamen enjoy her tender, young private places. Soon, all four girls are naked, motionless and wide-eyed under the very rough hands of their necro-killers, and it turns out that necro-sex is not the only thing on their minds. They’ve worked up quite an appetite. It’s hard work strangling four frantically struggling young starlets and then having necro-sex with them, so BBQ is sounding pretty good right about now. They’ve got plenty of fresh, tender, quietly receptive meat, and lots of BBQ sauce. Let’s just hope they remembered the beer!
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mom: A cartoonist by the name of Elijah Pink was the inspiration for this set. A lot of times in his bondage drawings, the women are bound with rope, tape, and leather. Cindy starts off in a leather harness, with her wrists bound in rope. She whimpers and yelps as I roughly manhandle and smack her ass. This goes on for a while, before a huge squishy ball is shoved in her mouth and sealed in with microfoam. To keep her in place, her leather harness is ziptied overhead. Her upper legs are then ziptied and then cinched with smaller ties. With her legs secure, I grope her a little as I decide what she needs next. Lots of clamps are what I decide on. Her nipples and tits get 6 heavy spring clamps a piece. Her eyes water up as I leave her for a while to adjust to the 1st phase of her bondage. I remove her gag once I return and put the waist of a pair of pantyhose over her head. She is the cleave gagged with the legs. The tears really start to flow, as I start removing the clamps one by one. A loud yelp followed by whimpers are also a reaction to the removal. You can tell how tight they were by the marks left behind. I'm not done though... The intensity of Cindy s yelps and screams intensifies as I start pinching her nipples and groping her sore tits. I clasp my hand over her mouth and continue squeezing and slapping her tits.


A large posture collar limits Cindy 's movement even more. She wobbles around and her breathing intensifies as I bind her lower legs with vetwrap and black tape. Her hands are then bound with ducttape and then taped to her body. Her arms are bound with zipties as well and cinched. the leather body harness straps are tightened and they are even cinched with zipties. A harness ballgag is buckled on her head as well right over top the pantyhose cleave gag that she was already sporting. It is also ziptied overhead. Her arms are bound with more zipties, before many wraps of black tape fuse her arms to her body. Her septum is the clamped. She is then ordered to turn in a circle. The bell hanging off her septum clamp rings and Cindy whimpers and moans as she does her best to turn for our enjoyment. Her poor nipples are once again clamped, this time with clovers, and then tied off tightly to her septum clamp. I've used leather, rope, zipties, vetwrap, and 2 different kinds of tape to bind her. Most of the time, I like to pretty much stick to 1 kind of material, but I like the way this looks. heh heh heh heh heh heh
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Cindy was going over the photos of the killers previous victims. She thinks she has made the connection between the killer and all the victims.

She and her partner set up a sting to catch the killer with Cindy as bait.

Cindy leaves the apartment window open, then takes a nice shower. As she does, the killer approaches—knife in hand. But, it was a trap and her partner is able to shoot the killer dead before she is hurt.

The case solved, Cindy relaxes at home. Later, she takes a shower, soaping herself up, washing her hair.

The killer approaches. She is in shock when she sees him—realizing who the killer really was all this time.

But it is too late for Cindy . The killer frantically swings his blade, slicing into her flesh. She is pincushined by his blade with stab wounds all her all over her body. Then he slides his blade across her throat and she sinks to the floor of the shower floor, oozing and gurgling blood.

She is clearly nearly dead, but he cannot resist bashing her head over and over into the shower wall glass before breaking her neck for good measure. Her body relaxed in death—urine spills out and down the shower drain mixing with her blood.

He pulls her out of the shower, the fucks her mouth, then fucks her until he is satisfied, leaving her bloody corpse for all to find.

The Psycho Shower Killer is alive and well and she is his proof.
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When Cindy moved in to her new house she had heard rumors about a swamp monster in the swamps behind her house but she never believed them.
This all changed one night when she was home alone. She is getting ready for bed when she hears a noise from the back of the house. Crash...... bang the noise went then the sound of cat hissing. It must just be her neighbors cats she thinks to her self, leaving the window open to catch part of that summer evening breeze.
She's about to head to slip into bed when she hears a noise again from the window, before she can figure it out in comes the swamp monster attached by the smell of her tight young pussy.
She is attacked by the monster and thrown to the bed. she quickly realizes what it wants with her, and that is to breed. She is fucked by the monster confused if she is fighting for her life or if she likes it.

What Cindy knows is how the swamp monsters breeds and that the babies use there victims dead bodies to grow and hatch.
The swamp monster quickly wraps its claws around her neck. Cindy fights but the monster is so much stronger.

Cindy ’s life slowly slips away as she is viciously strangled by the monster.
She is left dead for the the swamp monsters babies to hatch inside her fresh body.
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Mom: in the following the word kidnap has been replaced with invite. heh heh heh

today we happily welcome back the stunning Cindy . We keep inviting her back because of her genuine love and enthusiasm of sex and bondage. This is not not some bored starlet coasting through for a paycheck, Cindy is a sexual animal that needs to be unleashed. It shows in her eyes and eager holes.
Starting off with our pale starlet bound and blindfolded in a brutal strappado that perfectly showcases her flawless ass, Cindy is ripe for the plucking. All we have to to is walk up and walk right in. Which is exactly what we do. There are no panties as a barrier, that cunt is open for access. One after another the hard dicks make full use of her tight holes. 10 inches of BBC reshape her tight pussy as she repeatedly cums, revealing the slut that she is.
As fun as that pussy is, we want full access to all those holes, and we take Cindy out of the strappado and drop her to her knees. Cindy is at the top 1 percent of deepthroaters out there today, and we make full use of that well trained throat. She does not disappoint. She makes all 10 inches of BBC disappear like a magician does a rabbit. We rip off the blindfold so that we can see those big eyes as she services our cock.
Time for the destruction. We quickly bind her into a wooden bondage device that exposes both ends for a merciless dicking down. And then it is just a matter of unleashing the floodgates. Both cocks attempt to meet in the middle. Cindy is fucked without mercy, completely restrained and unable to escape the dick. It does the trick. Cindy is destroyed, reduced to a twitching drooling puddle of shit. The look of utter abandon is reward enough and why we keep inviting her back. Can you blame us?

urggghhh, let me go, mom

shut up, Cindy

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head is swimming in a fog as she tries to clear her brain, she moans softly into her gag as she awakens and feels the tight ropes cutting deep into her flesh. Cindy raises her head to find herself laying on the floor in an old storage room. She pulls helplessly at her arms only to realize that her elbows are crushed painfully together behind her back with ropes biting deep into her soft flesh around her elbows and wrists. Her legs are also strictly fused together with more ropes knotted around her ankles and knees. She rolls around on the floor calling for help but her cries are muttled by tight elastic bandage pulled between her lips and wrapped tightly around her head gagging her. Cindy tries to think back to the last thing she remembers before waking bound and gagged here. She was packing for her long awaited vacation after closing a big contract at the office. The last thing she remembers is being grabbed from behind with a foul smelling rag clamped tightly over her mouth and nose that burned her eyes before everything went black. Cindy pulls desperately at the ropes but they are too cruelly tied, then she hears someone on the other side of the door.

She looks up in hope as the door opens and sees me her biggest competitor walk into the room, Cindy begs and cries into her gag for help as I close the door behind me. I stand over Cindy with a huge smile on my face, At first Cindy is confused as to why I'm not helping her as she begs through her gag for me to untie her. I laugh and begin to my helpless rival. I explain to poor Cindy that she has been getting in my way for far too long and that it was time that Cindy disappeared from the picture. I get down on the floor with my helpless prey and begin to grope and manhandle my pretty blonde rival. I tell the cute pixie that someone has been obsessed with Cindy for a long time and that I've been helping him make all the arrangements to take possession of Cindy . Cindy looks back at me cursing and crying into her gag begging for help. I have other plans, instead of untying Cindy she looks down and sees that the rope around her ankles has become unknotted. I reah down and retie her ankles tighter and insures the knots are way out of the reach of Cindy 's nibble fingers. I get up to leave promising that the man of her dreams will soon be by to pick up his prize. Cindy screams and cries into her gag as I walk away and close the door. Cindy is alone still cruelly bound and gagged desperately trying to find a way to escape the ropes. But it isn't long before the door opens again and a brutish bald guy walks in. She begs and cries into her gag as he looks over the pretty blond rolling around helpless at his feet. He gets down on her knees and straightens Cindy 's disshelved clothes and tells her that he has been waiting years for this moment and that there will be no escape. He pulls her to her feet to get a better look at her. Cindy begs and pleads into her gag as he attaches a rope to an overhead eye bolt then runs the rope down to Cindy 's bound wrists.

He pulls the slack out of the ropes pulling Cindy 's hands up high behind her back, twisting her shoulders and stretching out her petite body in a cruel strappado. Cindy begs and cries in pain as her poor shoulders are twisted in their sockets and the brutal ropes bite deep into her crushed elbows. He inspects his pretty captive and explains that she is going on a long trip and she won't be coming back. She is going to spend the rest of her life as her mother's naked whipped slave. Cindy screams in fear and frustration into her gag as he leaves her hanging by her wrists in the cruel strappado, promising to return in a few minutes to take her away from her previous life. Cindy struggles helplessly dangling by her wrists but it is hopeless, the rope are too tightly tied and there is no chance of escape. Finally the brute returns and releases her wrists from the eye hooks. He scoops her up into his arms and looks over his squirming prize. He then tosses her over his shoulder and carries her away still helplessly bound and gagged.

you going home to mother, Cindy


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A woman is getting ready to go out. She is attacked by a masked stranger. They violently struggle arcross the room. He throws her on the bed, jumps on her, pinning her down. The fight continues as he tries to get control of her. She almost gets way again, but this time he has her. She kicks and screams, desperately trying to get away. The garrote approaches her neck, she struggles, the look of absolute fear covers her face. Then, he has her, the garrote tight around her neck--her veins popping out, her body straining with every move. Her legs tense and twist--she tries everything to wriggle free. But he is so strong and after a long, viscous strangle, she is gone.

He pushe her dead body off of him and gets up, leaving her limp form on the bed.

he brings in his EMT kit and removes his mask and shirt. Now, he works to bring her back. He moves the lifeless woman onto the floor and starts CPR and mouth to mouth. He works on her for several minutes, finally, he has her back.

Later, in the old section of the hospital where no one goes anymore, he has a room set up with equipment. She things she is in recovery. She things he is there to save her. And, for a time, he is.

She codes and he works on her. CPR, chest compressions, defibrillator but nothing is working. He inserts a trach tube, then bags her. He keeps working on her. Minutes roll by and hope fades. Maybe she is done and not going to come back to him. But finally, after a long while, she does. She is back and he comforts her and lets her rest.

Later he is back. She has a breathing tube, but he removes it, telling her, she no longer needs it. She is questioning his look and intentions as he wraps his hand around her throat. She is fighting for air, bucking, struggling, but he is done with her and after a few moments, he crushes her trachea. She is dead, staring at him. There will be no bringing her back.

Several hours later, she lies on a table in another room. Dead. The room is cool, 38º. He slowly uncovers her, looking her over. She is pretty in death. He runs his hands over her body, squeezes her breast, then start to give the corpse mouth to mouth, then switches to chest compressions. He was just playing though. She would not be coming back. And now, he would take her with him. He drags her off the table.
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It was deep in the Florida everglades. It was raining and the roads was slick. She was trying to get back to her motel when it happen. There was a gator on the road. She swerves to miss it and ran off the road. She hits a tree stump and flips her car onto it's side. After climbing out of her car shaken up and disoriented she tries to call for help. She had know phone signal. She waits for a little bit for someone to drive by to help her. There was no other cars in site. She decides to start walking back to a convenient store she had scene a few miles back. After a walking for a while a car finally comes by. She waves the car down to stop. It was a woman on her way to the store. She tells the woman what had happened and just needed help. The woman gets her in her car. She tells the girl she doesn't live to far from here and that her husband could help her. The girl was so relieved. The woman asked her why in the world are you way out here. Know one comes way out here. Little lone drive down that road. The girl tells her she is on vacation and it was raining so hard she must have taken a wrong turn. She was just trying to get back to her motel. They drive back to the woman's house. When they started down a long driveway that lead them way back off the road the girl got a little concerned thinking why would anybody live way out here like this. The place was a dump with an old warehouse on it. Down right scary looking. They pull up to an open door on the side of the building. The woman tells her, my husband should be here. The girl asked if she could use the wash room. The woman tells her sure it is right over their. While the girl was using the rest room the woman makes a phone call. She called someone to go get the girls car. She tells them to dump it in the same swamp as the last one.


The girl walks out of the restroom. The woman was waiting around the corner. The girl speaks out Mam where are you. The woman was I am out here sweetie. The girl walks around the corner and the woman grabs her around the neck. The girl tries to fight her off but the woman was to strong. She takes the girl to a back room. It was a dark scary place with all kinds of strange things in it. They struggle around a little bit but the woman subdues the girl. Her husband comes in. Asking where in the hell did she come from. The woman tells him she was just walking down the road. He ask her if she took care of everything. The woman tells him yes now let's have some fun with this young thing. The things that they would do to her is to much to explain. They was a kinky couple that captured young girls for there enjoyment. They would film the torture of the girls to sell on the black market. After there done with there victims they would never be seen again. The swamp is a deep dark place to disappear in.
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It's the weekend and Cindy is not expecting any visitors, so she slips into her bikini and relaxes on her sun bed. She is just starting to slip away into sleep when an intruder bursts into the house and warns her not to try anything stupid. Cindy 's peaceful and relaxing afternoon has turned into a nightmare. He makes her kneel on the floor and applies plastic cuffs to her wrists and ankles, pulling them tight to make sure she stays securely bound. He says he just needs to stay in her house for a little while and the best thing she can do is behave herself and not resist. He gags the girl and then decides it might improve the view if he removes her bikini top and exposed her large breasts. He goes into the next room to do whatever it is he came her to do, leaving Cindy to sit in bondage. Unwilling to just sit there and let her fate unfold, Cindy gets down onto the floor and works her way across to a kitchen cabinet. Her first thought is to try sawing through the plastic cuffs by using the corner of the cabinet, but she soon realizes this is futile. She has to get to a knife or pair of scissors. In her distress, she can't remember where anything is and tries various drawers in the kitchen before she gets lucky. She tries to maneuvre a pair of scissors to cut through the cuffs holding her wrists, but it's a lot harder to do than it looks. Before she can make any progress, the man re-enters the room and catches her. He takes the scissors away and makes Cindy hop across the room and sit back on her sunbed, warning her that if she leaves it again, next time he will drag her back by her nipples.

taking you home to mother

ARRRGGGHHHH
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She is a 18 year old senior at a catholic school. Her rich father has run a Ponzi scheme and disappeared with everyone's money. Divorced from his wife he has set up a untouchable trust fund for his daughter.
This man's family has lost everything causing his father to shoot his mother and then kill himself. He has to figure out how to get back at the man who caused his family to loose everything.

With a lot of research he has found the man's daughter quietly going to school in a small town.

She comes home from school with her book bag dressed in a schoolgirl uniform. White blouse, plaid skirt, white bra and panties, high white socks and tennis shoes and her hair in pony tails.

As she walks into her home calling for Rosa, the housekeeper, he comes up from behind and knocks her to the ground. He tells her they are going to become very familiar with each other over the course of the evening.

With that he drags her to her feet by her hair and begins a good beat down.

She tries to beg and plead, but it make no difference, he continues to pummel her, never answering, until he knocks her out.

He picks her up and carries her off. He lays her on a bed and begins to play with her body. He raises her skirt to her waist and rubs her through her panties. He unbuttons her blouse and raises her bra and plays with her breasts.

He moves her panties aside and begins to finger her.

Suddenly she is awake and startled. She sits up and slides up the bed away from him. She pushes down her skirt, closes her blouse with her hands and draws her knees up close to her.

She tries to get answers, but he won't give her any and walks to the head of the bed and grabs her by the hair and drags her to the foot of the bed and throws her on the bed face down.

She try's to get up but he pushes her hard back face down on the bed. He takes handcuffs out and roughly pulls her arms behind her and attaches them to her wrists. She attempts to struggle but he puts his knee in her back to hold her down. He then then puts a ball gag on her.

He pulls her to her feet by her hair and tells her that they are going to go for a ride.

He then walks her roughly out of the room.

They walk into his room that he has set up for her. At this point he forces her to undress. She does so after he hits her some more. Now he has her get on the mattress he has layed out for her. He makes her spread her legs and finger herself. After some of that, it is time. He forces her to her knees on the cold hard concrete and tells he to give him a blowjob.

It is her first time, and she is reluctant, but after some coaching, she catches on, though rough and sometimes nicking him with her teeth, which he threatens her not to. When finished, he forces her doggie on the mattress and fucks her hard. The girl was tight, the way he liked them. He still needed to get to the questions--that would come--soon. He flipped her over on her back and fucked her missionary style until he released his load inside her tight little pussy.

Not he had her restrained, arms in the air, cuffs cutting into her wrists. He started asking her about the whereabouts of her father. She did not know.

Now the began. He explained what the shock box was to the girl, but she still would not tell him. So, he started, slowly running the raw wires across her young body, causing her to jerk and shake. The ball gag stayed in her mouth to keep her from biting off her tongue---that would be bad--how would she tell him anything if that were to happen.

With each pass, he turned up the volume. Eventually, it was so intense, she passed out. He woke her up, splashing water all over her--wetting her down for better conductivity. He repositioned the wires, this time on her nipples. She till would not talk--perhaps she knew nothing. He was having fun anyhow, so might as well keep playing.

After frying her nips for a while he repositioned the wire, now directly on her pussy. She was in tears, completely exhausted from all the shocking. Drool was pouring out of her gagged mouth. She looked absolutely miserable. So, he asked her the question again. Still, she did not know. Too bad.

The last session was ******, shocking her pussy, more and more. He was surprised she lasted so long. Every time he raises the power the lights started to dim, the box started to spark. He was really pushing the limits of the equipment and the circuitry of the basement he was in.

Finally, she passed out.

He was confident she did not know. But, after all this, he needed to finish. Still, he wanted to get something--just one more bit of pleasure from this 18yo schoolgirl.

When she woke, he had her suck his cock again. This time, he promised her she would be set free. He told her the truth, that they had not really gone anywhere, that she was in the basement of her home. She complied, sucking his cock. As he got close, he started ramming it into her small mouth, making her gag. Finally, he filled her up with his warm cum. She let it our out of her mouth, mixing with the dirty water she was sitting in. She was sure it was over.

When he went behind her, she knew it was to uncuff her, but another part of her knew otherwise. These stories rarely ended well. And she would be right. He looped the rope around her neck and pulled back. She tried to struggle, but her arms were held above her by the cuffs, now bleeding from her wrists. Her body bucked and squirmed in the puddle of cum and water she was sitting in.

He was surprised how long it took after all he did to her and how weak she must have been. But, in the end, she did not go out with a bang, just a slow, slow silence. Her eyes stared blankly, her mouth slightly open, chin covered in his cum and her face bruised beyond belief. She was dead. He murdered a schoolgirl--just a teenager in the prime of her life. So what, he thought. Now he was ready to go find the girls mom or friends, maybe teacher. He would do this to everyone until he found him.

He left, leaving the girl lying in water and filth.


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With her wrists tied behind her back the girl struggles with as he drags her into the lair. He attaches her bound wrists to a chain hanging down from an overhead pulley as she tries to kick at him with her stiletto heels. the girl is able to spit the wadding out of her mouth past the cleave gag, which lands on the floor. isn't happy and picks up the now dirty rag and stuffs it back in her mouth the wraps layers of duct tape, sealing her mouth shut. He grabs more rope to punish her insolence and wraps it tightly around her elbows and slams them together behind her back. the girl grunts into her gag in pain as her elbows are tied together behind her back. She kicks at again but this time he catches her foot and holds it off the floor. He tells her that if she doesn't want to keep both feet on the ground he will assist her with that. He lets go of her foot and goes to grab more rope.

the girl struggles desperately in the strappado trying to break free before returns with the rope. He ties the rope around her left ankle and as she begs and pleads forgiveness he pulls her foot up off the floor and tethers it to the chain holding her wrists. the girl struggles to maintian her balance as he cranks up on the winch lifting her wrists and foot higher in the air. the girl twists and turns in the cruel pirouette strappado as he grabs even more rope. He comes back to ties a super tight crotch rope down between her legs and then up between her pussy and ass. The end of the crotch rope is tied off the the rope holding her legs in the air. A few more cranks on the winch and the girl knows she is totally screwed. Her poor shoulders scream in agony from the severe strappado and the crotch rope burrows deeper into her pussy as she struggles to maintain her balance.
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Mom: My daughter has been the reigning swim team champion for the past three years. There's never been anyone on the team who's been any real competition for her. Out of nowhere, tall blonde Andi Page joins the team and is a really great swimmer. In fact, she's the coach's new favorite and the odds are all on Andi to take the title this year! I am determined not to allow that to happen so I pay a visit to the pretty blonde while she's relaxing in her backyard in her teeny tiny string bikini.

I tell her the coach sent me to discuss the drills for the meet tomorrow and I hand her some water to cool off. Of course I added a little something to her water and soon the leggy swimmer is feeling very inebriated. I grab her in a choke hold and tell her to relax. Next I bind her elbows together behind her back cinching the rope painfully tight. Poor Andi's eyes roll around in her head from the effects of the drink and I seize the opportunity to shove a big ballgag into her mouth. And immediately begins to drool and I tell her I want to watch her swim. I add a crotch rope yanking it up and burying it deeply into her pussy and ass and then I biind her knees together. The groggy girl can barely stand up with her arms and legs bound and I help her over to the pool steps. I force her into the pool and grab the bimbo's ponytail forcefully pushing her head under the water. I dunk her several times only giving the helpless thing a quick moment to breath in between dunking her head. I laugh and explain to Andi that the term swimming with the fishes isn't literal and she soon will know the true meaning of that slang expression. Andi is breathless and I push her head down under the water holding it until her bound body begins to float to the surface. Guess you won't be taking the swim champion title any time soon Andi!!!

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is pushed into the old warehouse by a masked brute with her wrists tied behind her back and a tight blindfold covering her eyes. She begs and pleads with the thug to let her go, but he insists that she ripped his gang off on the last load she flew in on her plane. Cindy denies having a light load which suits the sadistic brute just fine. It is his job to persade her by any means neccesary, he pushe her face down across a table and ties her slender ankles tightly together while she continues to plead her case and profess innocence. He then pulls her to her feet and as she balances on her bound stiletto heels he wraps ropes around her elbows and binds her elbows tightly together behind her back. Cindy gasps in pain as her elbows slam togehter behind her, he then offers her one last chance to confess but Cindy knows that if she confesses it will be the end of her. She is determined to endure what ever the sadistic brute has planned for her in hopes that she can convince his boss that she hadn't ripped them off so she still refuses to talk. A large rag is then stuffed in her mouth and her blindfold is pulled down off her eyes and used as a cleave gag to hold the wadded rag in place. Then layers of duct tape are wrapped over her gag and around her head to reenforce the gag and seal her mouth shut. He lifts her up onto the table and lays her on her side, then ties a rope around her tiny waist and pulls it down between her legs and as she screams in pain into her gag the rope is pulled deep into her lacy panties, splitting her pussy in two. The end of the crotch rope is run between her tightly bound wrists and pulled tight, pinning her hands to her ass. Then he sits her up and pulls the top of her pilot's uniform down to reveal her huge tits. More ropes are wrapped around her chests, shoulders and arms, just above and below her tits then the rope is run up over her shoulders and down between her tits and cinched tight. Cindy watches in horror as her big beautiful tight are wrapped up tight in coils of rope that choke off the base of her tits like a tourniquet. Her big tits begin to swell and bulge as the tight rope are wound around and around each of her breasts. Then the ropes are wrapped around both her tits as her ties them tightly together.

With her poor tits tightly bound and throbbing her lays her back on her side and takes the end of her crotch rope and runs it down between her tightly bound ankles. Her feet are pulled up to her hands by the crotch rope, she screams and grunts into her gag as the crotch rope slices deeper into her pussy. She can feel him tie the end of the crotch rope to her tightly bound elbows and wrapped around her forearms. Now helplessly hogtied he rolls her over onto her bound throbbing tits, Cindy screams in pain as her body weight crushes her poor bound tits under her. He grabs a chain from an overhead pulley and then as she screams in pain and terror he pulls her up onto her knee points and attaches the chain between her tightly bound tits. He hold her up on her knee points as he cranks up on the winch pulling the chain taut until she is hanging by her brutally bound tits. She desperately tries to keep her balance on her knee points but it is hopeless as she fall forward then back jerking her brutally bound tits with her own body weight. The thug laughs at her predicament and tells her that after a few hours hanging by her tits in the cruelly tight hogtie she will talk. He leaves her alone to suffer in her tight bondage. Cindy moans and cries into her gag, she doesn't know how long she can endure the brutal ropes interrogation, but she must or they will surely elimiate her if they discover where she hide the goods.
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Synopsis:

A girl out partying is kidnaped by a man posting as a cop to be used as a sex slave. But his client rejects her, and he is left in a dilemma. He brings in a helper to keep her company while he works on another deal. She is raped, beaten and assaulted. In the end, she is strangled to death.



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Sam was out partying like she does every Friday night. This time, she is confronted by an undercover cop. He cited her fro drunken behavior, cuffs her and takes her away.

At an undisclosed location, she knows she is in trouble. He throws her down on a mattress and beats her repeatedly while securing her with cuffs, and a gag.

He then finds out the client is no longer interested and needs to figure out what else to do with her. He calls one of his helpers and has him watch her. But, as soon as he leaves, the helper, Alex, is on her. He forces her to suck his cock. She gags and drools the whole time. But, she is still not obeying like she should and he knows a thing or two about getting them to obey from watching his boss.

He forced her up and punches her to make her strip to her underwear. Then he ties her up on the hoist--arms over her head. He works her over with his fist, eventually knocking her out. He lowers her to the ground, drags her back to the mattress. She is unconscious.

He then thoroughly fingers her until finally he wakes up. He then fucks her all ways until he comes inside her and leaves her curled up and sobbing.

Next, his boss comes back, and drags her over to the X-Frame. He has a new client and uses his phone to video her while Alex fingers and wand her until he forces an orgasm.

Unfortunately, the client is not interested. So, he gives up and leaves her to Alex.

Alex promises he will let her go and with a little coaxing, has her sucking his cock. This time, he lets her work it at her own pace, wanting to cum. He lets her use her hands and after a while, shoots his load in her mouth. She spits it out and waits for her freedom.

Unfortunately, her hope is cut short by the belt around her neck. She is yanked back and proceeds to struggle violently as he chokes the life out of her.

She lasts a long, long time, and has a lot of great body twitches, bucks and spasms before she is finally still with her tongue partially out.

He is still excited and quickly fucks the warm corpse, cumming again inside her. Then he leaves her body on the mattress for his boss to decide what to do with.
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Cindy is dragged into the living room by with her hand clamped tightly over her mouth. He forces her to the floor between his legs and locks her arms behind her legs. Andi struggles desperately but she is pinning down and helpless as he pulls a large rag out of his pocket and stuffs it deep in her mouth. The layer of duct tape are wrapped tightly around her head, sealing her mouth shut with the rag spreading her jaws. He pulls out a length of rope and tells her he is going to tie her up tight. Andi struggles desperately as he grabs her arms and slams her elbows together behind her back. The rope is tied around her elbows welding them tightly together behind her back. He flips her over onto her knees with her chest on the sofa and ties her ankles tightly together then her wrists are bound. He lets her slip to the floor sitting on her hip struggling in the tight bondage while he get more rope. He returns to his helpless blond hottie and lift her up into his lap. She protest into her gag as a rope is tied around her tiny waist and them pulled down between her legs. The rope is buried deep in her lacy panties, splitting her pussy in two. The crotch rope is feed between her bound wrists then her knees her on the floor and pulls her stiletto heels up to her hands and runs the end of the crotch rope between her stiletto heels and pulls her into a cruelly tight hogtie. The end of the crotch rope is knotted off to her elbows before he rolls her over onto the floor. Andi is left struggling helplessly bound, gagged and hogtied on the floor. She quickly realizes how helpless she is and that the more she struggles the tighter she pulls the crotch rope into her pussy.


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Cindy's mom is lead into the lair naked with her elbows crushed tightly together bound behind her back in rope. He leads her over to his chain hoist and stuffs a rag deep in her mouth then cleave gags her with white elastic bandage. He attaches her neck rope collar to the chain and cranks the winch. The rope around her throat is pulled taut forcing her to stand upright to keep from choking. He binds her wrists tightly together then a strict crotch rope is tied between her legs. The rope is then tightly tied around her big tits like a tourniquet, choking them at their base and forcing them to swell and bulge like two ripe melons. After binding each of her tits he ties them tightly together. He then frees her neck from the chain but immediately pulls her wrists up high behind her back and attaches them to the chain. Her arms are then cranked up high in a cruel shoulder twisting strappado. More ropes are tied around her knees then he runs a rope from her bound knees to her brutally bound tits. He pulls the rope tight binding her poor tits to her knees as her arms are pulled higher in the evil strappado. leaves her hanging by her wrists bent over with her poor throbbing tits tethered to her knees.
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Savannah prepares for her hot date. The phone rings and it is her date, canceling for some lame reason. She is devastated.

Deciding to make the evening her own, she retires to the bedroom where she pleasures herself. Then, she draws a bath and finishes masturbating. Now she is relaxed and drifts off to sleep.

Slowly a nylon rope is lowered, and then suddenly it is around her neck. Savannah is instantly awake and struggling to survive. Her lets kick wildly, splashing water all over. She grabs at the garrote and her attacker, but to no effect. Her feet cling and grab at the porcelain walls of the tub, slipping and twisting. After a while she starts to weaken. He pulls her into a better position and proceeds to finish her. Her body goes into spasms. Her mouth is open and her tongue is protruding.

Slowly she succumbs and finally is still, eyes wide, mouth open, her body twitching after death just a bit.

He pulls her out. She is on the tile now, glistening in the light. He carries her to the bedroom and flops her on the bed.

He spends time slowly exploring her body paying special attention to her feet. Eventually, he has sex with her.

He carries her back to the tub. Sprawled out in the tub, he looks at her while playing with her feet and toes some more. Then he is gone, leaving her in the tub.
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Exercise 1: Murder Trial Interview

Background Information:
Biegel, 43, of 782 12th Ave. and Eric A. Knapp, 27, of 2314 N. 11th St. are accused of robbing a service station of $83 last July and of abducting and murdering the attendant, Cindy, Biegel testified this morning, the second day of the trial.

The Interview:
Q: Well, let me ask you this. Did you commit a robbery at a service station on Baytree Road last July 14?
A: Yes, I did.

Q: And did you help take the attendant, Cindy , out to a campground somewhere away from that station?
A: Yes, sir.

Q: And did you personally see Eric Knapp, your co-defendant, shoot and kill that attendant?
A: Yes, sir.

Q: Describe for us how you and Knapp went about robbing and murdering Cindy .
A: It wasn't me. It was Knapp that shot the Cindy , not me. We had gone up to the gas station, got my car filled with gas. While I was . . . I went in the bathroom. While I was in the bathroom some other people drove up in a car, young Cindy s it sounded like, and they had an argument with the attendant about using the telephone. When it was all over, I came out, and I got back in the car while Knapp put a gun on Cindy .

Q: All right. Did the young people who had driven up, did they leave before you got back into the car?
A: Yes, sir.

Q: Then what happened?
A: I started the car, and Knapp made the Cindy take all the money out of the register, and he found a gun hidden under the counter and put it in a box with the money.

Q: Tell us what happened after that.
A: Well, sir, Knapp told the Cindy to get into the car with us, and, uh, I drove out of town about five miles.

Q: Where was Knapp all that time?
A: He was in the back seat with the Cindy . He had his gun on Cindy , and the box with the money.

Q: And then what happened?
A: I was driving out toward a campground I use sometimes, and Knapp told me to stop. He told the Cindy to get out of the car and lay down in some bushes along the road. I didn't know he was going to shoot the Cindy , I swear. The Cindy hadn't caused us any trouble, and I thought we'd just dump Cindy there so he couldn't call the cops right away.

Q: But Knapp shot Cindy , didn't he?
A: Yes, sir.

Q: How many times?
A: Four. He fired four shots. I don't know how many times he hit Cindy .

Q: Did Knapp shoot Cindy in the head?
A: Well, sir, I couldn't see that. It was dark, and they were off the side of the road. I just heard the shots and saw like blue flames coming out of his gun.

Q: Uh, how far away from Cindy was Knapp when the shots were fired?
A: Not over three or five feet. He was standing right over Cindy .

Q: Did Cindy say anything or try to run away?
A: No, he just kept lying there. He'd done everything we said, and I don't think he expected it. He just lay there; he never moved.

Q: What . . . well, what did you do after that?
A: I drove Eric home. We had a couple beers at his apartment and divided the money. There wasn't much, not even a hundred dollars.

Q: What did you do with the gun?
A: The next night we went out and threw both guns down a sewer. It was over on the other side of town, near a ballpark.

Q: Do you know why Knapp decided to kill Cindy ?
A: He told me the Cindy recognized him, that the Cindy had seen him before. And he . . . he was afraid the Cindy might've seen my license number, the license number on my car.

Q: Why didn't you try to prevent the murder?
A: How could I? I didn't know he was going to shoot anyone, I really didn't. We'd never talked about that. I thought we'd just drop the Cindy there and leave.

Q: Can you tell us why you've decided to confess?
A: The murder wasn't my idea; I didn't pull the trigger. I didn't know Eric was going to shoot the Cindy . I don't think I should die, and I thought maybe if I cooperated, I wouldn't get the death penalty.

Q: Have the police or anyone else promised you anything in return for testifying against Knapp?
A: No sir. No one's promised me anything, nothing at all. I wish they would.
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Little Nikki just graduated from high school. Today, her 18th birthday, she was treating herself to a massage. This was her first time, she was a little nervous, but this place was supposed to be the best.

The massage was going well. He was taking a few liberties, but she was not worried. He was doing a nice job.

But, soon, he wanted more from this hot little teenager. He chloroformed her unconscious. She was a fighter, but now, she was still and he looked upon her nubile nude young body and went right to work.

He oiled her up. Lots of oil. Then he rubbed her, and rubbed her some more. Ever part of her he rub, paying attention to her breast, belly, legs, arms, hands, tight little pussy and feet.

He was in heaven.

He lifted her up for a bit, then back down, then rolled her over on her side, then on her belly. He played with her backside and ass. More feet. Then he rolled her back and lifted her up one more time.

Finally, he had enough play and was ready to finish. He used her hand on his cock and jacked himself until he came all over her.

He walked away briefly to get stuff to clean her off so she would not know what happened when she woke. But, she woke early and all of a sudden.

He had no choice. He had to kill her now.

Quickly, he wrapped his large hands around her supple neck and squeezed. She went crazy and was flipping all over the place. It took all his strength to keep her on the table. She was slippery too with all the oil and once she almost got away.

She was gasping and gargling as he tried to keep a tight hold on her next. It was hard and she kept taking air. But finally, about the time his hands started cramping, he had her in a locked position. He watched her body jerk and spasm as he squeezed her neck so hard, her face was turning red. Her eyes started to roll, her lips her puffing and quivering---her face a look of---emptiness as she just fought on reflexes..her brain probably damaged beyond return. A few more quivers, slow, slow, twitches. Then, she was still. A dead little girl. Just a teenager. 18, her whole life ahead of her--now gone.

He looked at this sweet thing, no remorse, he had to do it. Now, it was clean up.

He wrapped her up in the oily sheet, cradle carried her to his closet and set her inside.

Time for his next appointment--deal with little Nikki later.
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Cindy did not have a very good sense of direction. She got lost going to the grocery store. She ended up on some back road with no idea how she got there. What she did not know was that she was driving through one of the most corrupt counties in the state. She heard a siren and looked in her rearview mirror. There was a police car behind her. He pulled her over for a broken tail light. When he checked her driver's license it turned out it was expired. She was absent minded too. He put her up against the car and searched it. He pulled a baggie out of his pocket and pretended that he found it in her car. He claimed it contained an illegal substance. He handcuffed her and put in her in the back of his police car. Cindy found herself in a place unlike anything she had seen before. She was not processed or booked. She was just shoved into a cage with a mattress and left there. The bad cop came back after his shift was over to see how compliant she would be. He suspected that this bitch would be on her knees sucking his cock within 5 minutes. As soon as he walked up to her cage she begged to let go. He told her that possession of an illegal substance was a very serious charge in this county. She was scum and was looking at prison time.

She could not believe what she was hearing. Once she was appropriately terrified he told her that there was one way to make this all go away. He told her to get down on her knees and suck his cock. He actually overestimated how long it would take. She was sucking his cock within 2 minutes of his arrival. He let her slobber on his cock for a while and then decided that she was ready for more manipulation. He pulled his cock out of the cage and she thought it was over. She did not even have to swallow his load. She was wrong. He was just getting warmed up. He yanked her out of the cage and drug her to the little house that the guards and cops used for overnights and banging prisoners. He brought her into the house and threw her on the bed. He started to pull off her clothes and told her the only way she was going to get out of jail was to do everything he told her. Before she knew it she was deepthroating his cock. He pulled her tits out and pinched her nipples.

Every time she tried to take a breath he told her to keep going he pushed his cock farther into her throat. He started pulling her clothes off. She stopped resisting. She knew that she was going to do whatever this man wanted. He kept fucking her face while he fingered her pussy. She was getting wet despite the situation. He climbed between her legs and shoved his cock in her. Cindy never imagined that she would be on her back getting fucked by a dirty cop when she left her house this morning. He told her to get her tail light fixed and renew her driver's license. Then he pulled his cock out and shot his load all over her face. She was covered from nose to chin. She choked on the cum that went into her mouth. He told her he better never see her in his county again.

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Cindy sits atop an old concrete block with her arms welded tightly together from her shoulders to her wrists in rope. Her wrists have been attached to a chain hanging down from an overhead pulley and cranked up high above her head in a cruel strappado. Her legs are fused together with ropes around her ankles and knees and her mouth has been packed then black electrical tape pulled between her lips and wrapped tightly around her head to seal her mouth shut. She struggles helplessly on the block awaiting 's return. He returns with more ropes and pulls her big tits out of her skimpy halter top. The ropes are then wound tightly around her poor tits like a tourniquet causing them to begin to swell and bulge like two ripe melons. She moans into her gag as her poor tits are next tied tightly together. A rope is tied to her knees then run up and tied to the ropes binding her tits. then cranks up the winch lifting her hands up higher in the air, twisting her shoulders until she thinks that they are going to pop out of their sockets.

Then to her horror he pulls the block out from under her ass and watches as poor Cindy struggles to keep her balance in an uncomfortable squat. She can't straighten up with her tits tied to her knees, if she squats down her poor arms feel like they are going to be ripped from their sockets and standing pulls on her poor tits. taunts and teases her before allowing her to sit on his knee for a moment of relative respite, she begs and cries into her gag praying he will free her arms and tits from the brutally tight ropes. But he doesn't free her but instead stands up and she is once again forced to struggle in the cruel squat strappado. He takes a little mercy by pulling a small stool over to her and allows her to rest her ass on the stool but leaves her still brutally bound, gagged and helpless.

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Cindy kneels in bound misery as her captor waits for the ropes to convince the tall beauty to give in, it's been hours and her body is wracked with pain, she drools humiliatingly and when he walks over and grabs Cindy by the hair he gives her another chance to talk. And then it happens...she breaks and desperately agrees she'll tell him whatever he wants to know! Thinking that her ordeal is now over she gurgles about being allowed to go home but unfortunately not quite yet, once he has her pass code he still needs time to find the files and that can't happen until morning so he tells the suffering girl she'll be kept over night.And with that Cindy is achingly HOGTIED and even worse...just for spite for making him work so hard he ties his captive's elbows excruciatingly tight and Cindy groans at this whole new agony she is forced to endure. Surely he won't keep her so brutally tied over night but that's his plan and with that the abused woman is left to suffer a night of bound agony at the hands of this sadistic man!



sits in an old wooden chair tightly bound in ropes. Her elbows are crushed tightly together behind her back, her wrists are tied, ropes wrap around her shoulders pinning her to the chair, and her booted ankles are pulled up and back tied to the seat of the chair with her feet completely off the floor. She sees a round hole has been cut into the seat of the chair between her legs. Before she has a chance to ask questions the Hunter stuffs a large red ball gag between her teeth and straps it tightly in place. She hears him moving around behind her but can't look back to see what he is doing, Cindy pulls helplessly at the ropes but she isn't going anywhere. Her eyes grow big over her gag as he shows her an Hitachi wand vibrator and drops it into the hole between her legs. The head of the Hitachi brushes against her panties as she squirms in the chair. The plugs the Hitachi into the socket and turns it on. The head of the Hitachi springs to life rubbing against her panty covered pussy. Cindy feels the pleasure sensations as the vibrator stimulates her pussy. She doesn't know what to do, it feels good but at the same time she is a bit embarrassed as her body begins to betray her.

She alternately presses against the head of the vibrator and then pulls away as she tries to control her pleasure sensors in her clit. But the Hunter sees her game and decides to take away all control He ties a rope around her waist then pulls the rope down between her legs and ties a knot right between her pussy. He then ties the head of the Hitachi to the crotch rope so the the head is pressed tightly against her clit. He then turns the thing back on and Cindy 's eyes go wild over her gag. She has no control now as the Hitachi works on her pussy and clitoris. Waves of pleasure coarse though her body as she pulls desperately at the ropes. But there is no escape and with her arms are uselessly tied behind her back she can't pull the Hitachi away. Her first orgasm shoots through her tightly bound body as her back arches and her legs tense. The orgasm subsides but the Hitachi is still working its magic on her pussy. She fights the ropes trying to get away, there is no escape as her body tenses for a second orgasm. She screams into her gag in desperation, she has had enough but there is no one to save her as the vibrations continue to bring her to another orgasm. Cindy doesn't know how much more she can take before she passes out as another orgasm builds up in her helpless body.



Cindy is handcuffed, thumbcuffed, and elbow cuffed. Chains are pulled tight between her legs and attached to her handcuffs. More chains are run up behind her neck and her handcuffs are pulled up and locked off, stressing her shoulders and keeping the chain buried in her pussy. She is also wearing leg irons with a shortened chain. She is blindfolded and gagged with a harness, panel ballgag. Her captor has her collared and leashed and she struggles to keep up with him. He occasionally stops to slap her shapely ass. He offers more motivation to move faster when he pulls on her nipple. Once inside, Cindy kneels and her leash is locked to a ring in the floor. Her harness gag is then attached to her elbow cuffs with a length of thin chain. Her captor gropes her for a bit before leaving her. He eventually removes her chain leash and rolls her onto her side. Her ass gets a few slaps before her shoes are removed and she is hogcuffed. She yelps and moans through her gag as she deals with the unforgiving steel cuffs and chains digging into her tender flesh. Cindy is then toe cuffed and her harness gag is once again chained to her elbow cuffs. She is then left on the floor to endure her bondage.

be coming in the morining to take you to mother

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Her eyes widen, her mouth wedged open with a big red ballgag and her voluptuous body bound with rope. She's approached with a riding crop that at first glides sensually all over her tied up body, inspecting her stocking encased legs, her swoolen deprived pussy, her naked ass and her enormous breasts. Then she's cracked as the crop is wielded along her vulnerable body.

After wacking her pierced nipples, fondling and manhandling her breasts, Cindy is lifted and carried off the floor and to the sofa. She's left alone to squirm and wriggle as the camera floats along her body. Eventually she slides her body off the sofa onto her knees. Bent over she pulsates and gyrates her panty-less ass while rubbing her bound breasts on the sofa cushion with her wrists, elbows and arms trussed up tightly. It's an invitation for to crack her ass with the crop...which he does along with a hard hand spanking with manhandling and squeezing. Hints of pink hues appear on her porcelain white ass after her rough encounters.

While on her knees straightens her up while hogtying her. Wrangling her to the floor she rests on her breasts while she's cranked into a tighter hogtie and left to wiggle and mmmumph in her tight bondage.

Hogtied with her elbows welded behind her back and a HUGE ballgag strapped in her mouth Cindy is immobilized. Limited in movement, her dress pulled up around her waist exposing her bare ass and front side she somehow manages to roll over squashing her bound breasts. Squealing and mewing she tries to call him back with a little gag talk. Her bondage becomes tight and rough, her breasts swollen and aching, she must try and roll over. Helpless she starts drooling and can't handle much more.

Now sitting on the hot tub with her wrists, elbows and ankles bound she's grabbed and made to stand up. Slowly escorted towards a waiting chair she takes small baby steps inching closer to another dire predicament she's about to endure. She's not moving fast enough and is made to hop causing her huge breasts to bounce at every move...especially with the top of her dress pulled down and not supporting them. Securing her lower legs to the leg of the chair she won't be going anywhere. A big pair of red satin panties come into the picture and she's not liking what she sees. Convinced to part her shiny lips they are amazingly completely stuffed in her mouth hushing her cries. Then the tape is next. As tight as can be her mouth is wrapped as she squeals and mumphs.

Above and below her breasts rope is wrapped around her binding her to the chair then another rope is used to cinch her breasts all nice and tight. Her thighs are lashed to the seat of the chair and her legs are tied just above her knees as she whisps her stocking clad legs together. Now completely stuck she can't fight back or avoid more tape wrapped around the already tight tape-gag she already has. Trying to scream she must take it because she has no choice in the matter. The man says good bye and leaves her tightly chair-bound and panty-gagged much to her dismay and surprise.

The door slams shut and she's quiet not believing what just happened to her. Slowly she begins to squirm and struggle trying to find a way out but she can tell and feel that it's not going to happen. Every angle of her predicament is shown as she makes gagged noises struggling to escape. The only progress she makes is losing her sparkling high heels and can only rub them together.



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sits in an old wooden chair tightly bound in ropes. Her elbows are crushed tightly together behind her back, her wrists are tied, ropes wrap around her shoulders pinning her to the chair, and her booted ankles are pulled up and back tied to the seat of the chair with her feet completely off the floor. She sees a round hole has been cut into the seat of the chair between her legs. Before she has a chance to ask questions stuffs a large red ball gag between her teeth and straps it tightly in place. She hears him moving around behind her but can't look back to see what he is doing, Cindy pulls helplessly at the ropes but she isn't going anywhere. Her eyes grow big over her gag as he shows her an Hitachi wand vibrator and drops it into the hole between her legs. The head of the Hitachi brushes against her panties as she squirms in the chair. The plugs the Hitachi into the socket and turns it on. The head of the Hitachi springs to life rubbing against her panty covered pussy. Cindy feels the pleasure sensations as the vibrator stimulates her pussy. She doesn't know what to do, it feels good but at the same time she is a bit embarrassed as her body begins to betray her.

She alternately presses against the head of the vibrator and then pulls away as she tries to control her pleasure sensors in her clit. But sees her game and decides to take away all control He ties a rope around her waist then pulls the rope down between her legs and ties a knot right between her pussy. He then ties the head of the Hitachi to the crotch rope so the the head is pressed tightly against her clit. He then turns the thing back on and Cindy 's eyes go wild over her gag. She has no control now as the Hitachi works on her pussy and clitoris. Waves of pleasure coarse though her body as she pulls desperately at the ropes. But there is no escape and with her arms are uselessly tied behind her back she can't pull the Hitachi away. Her first orgasm shoots through her tightly bound body as her back arches and her legs tense. The orgasm subsides but the Hitachi is still working its magic on her pussy. She fights the ropes trying to get away, there is no escape as her body tenses for a second orgasm. She screams into her gag in desperation, she has had enough but there is no one to save her as the vibrations continue to bring her to another orgasm. Cindy doesn't know how much more she can take before she passes out as another orgasm builds up in her helpless body.



your mother be here about an hour, Cindy

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We shall start in the dark, dank building---a converted meat processing plant, where a new meat is process--not for consumption....no, worse, eradication.

The prostitutes were innocent, but not in the eyes of the Chekist. They were scourge on society--not to be trusted and most importantly, not needed. Young girls mostly, these, barely above teenagers were lead to the chamber. The guard had his job. Countdown the firing squad. They huddled in on last effort for connection---the feel of warmth--of life. Then the shots rang out and there bodies flopped lifeless to cold, dirty concrete. They placed them on the cart to be disposed of later in large pit in the countryside.

A family was next.....another in a long line of them over days and days of processing. Arrival, process, countdown, cart. The guard was numb with faces of so many...young, old---it did not matter. They were enemies as determined by the Chekist council. If the father was bad in the eye of the council, so was the mother, the daughter, the son.....and so on.

This family, like so many others were middle class. They came in there Sunday dress. It was a last show of who they were. A last attempt to make it about real people. The guards no longer saw real people. He saw a nice had, shiny jewelry, some stockings that would look good on his niece should be be allowed to keep them.

They marched them forward, past the bodies of the dead whores.....the youngest daughter looking in terror. Into the next room, it was time to give up all they had. One by one, at gunpoint, they were forced to undress. All the clothes. All the jewelry. It all went into boxed for later categorization.

Naked, the family was marched into the next room. Like the other room, it was dark. A single light illuminated their naked forms. They were told to kneel and as they did they huddled together, even prayed. The father, trying to comfort his girls.

Finally, they were told to straighten and as they did, the firing squad readied. The guard counted down. And the shots rang out.

The family all fell over in a massive flop. All were dead, but the youngest daughter was not. The guard, clearly frustrated by this even, walked over, aimed and finished her off with his pistol---shooting her in the forehead. Her bladder released at her death.

Now begain the process of loading them up on the cart. One by one, they lined up the bodies, finishing with the youngest daughter on top. The cart was rolled away.

Later, one of the guards came back. The bodies were still on the cart. A lucky break as normally they would have been loaded into the larger bin for disposal. He picked up the lightest, youngest girl and took her off into another room where discarded clothing would act as a cushion.

He set her down and proceeded to explore her young body. No one would come now. He had plenty of time. He touched her all over and put her hand on his throbbing cock. Her cold hand felt so good. He rubbed her hand along his shaft, then decided to put his cock in her mouth. He fucked her mouth for a while in different positions, then was ready to fuck her.

Her pussy was tight. It was clear to him that she had no experience before her death. He would be her first. He found that thought exciting as he pushed his large cock into her tight pussy. It got easier and he fucked the dead girl for a while, changing positions a couple time. When he was ready, he shot his load on her. Then, conveniently, she was laying on a tarp, so he dragged her away.
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Hot, oiled, naked ladies embracing, kissing, caressing one another’s breasts (or boobies, if you'd rather have it that way). Really into it they are... yes, distracted. They are, in fact, the perfect sitting ducks. Ultra-busty Cindy's aunt and stunning, lithesome (this descriptive always fits and works) dancer Cindy's mother are making out, sure. Without really noticing, their latest target, a Seymour 'SmokeemIfYouGotem' Cindy is paying THEM a visit. The ladies had planned to comitting Cindy to jail.

While the pair are all wrapped up in each other’s fine legs, having a good old smooch, Cindy bursts in on them holding a persuader. Though the girls give Cindy a ton of mouth, they are forced to comply. Slowly, they raise their hands. Now, look at what he has HERE! The babes are soon struggling gagged and bound, just as captive as can be. Beautiful Cindy's mother is lashed into a wooden chair, thick red cloth bound tightly around her mouth, preventing further insults. Busty beauty Cindy's aunt struggles on the sofa. She too is tightly cleave gagged and the naked stunners twist around like crazy, trying to get loose.

After a while, and with the ladies positively fuming at this situation, Cindy comes in to restrain them yet further. Call it revenge. Cindy needs to get out of town tonight, and Cindy wants a damned good head start on these two when before Cindy sets off. Realising that these gags, though very sexy indeed, will not keep them quiet enough, Cindy shoves cloth packs into their outraged mouths, one by one, and brutally entombs their widely stuffed open lower faces, pushing the goggle-eyed lovelies to breaking point. Then Cindy ties the very wriggly and soooo hot Brook's legs back to a chair leg, to stop her flexing them and trying other wonderful stuff to escape, no doubt. Cindy also takes the precaution of hogtying the incensed and gag raging Cindy's aunt into a very tight hogtie while she points her amazing bare feet this way and that. Now, with the girls totally taken care of, Cindy feels them up some more while they squeal in protest and leaves them to it!

When Cindy is gone, the furious, gag talking babes strain as hard as they can at their bonds, with flexible Cindy's aunt bending upwards at times, like a pretzel , and that cutie Brooke damn near bouncing out of her chair with the amazing body bops she is relentlessly pumping out. Those ropes hold her delightful ass in that chair, however, despite her greatest efforts. Now, Bounty Bitches; taste the pain! Yep, these two are, and you can be sure that with colossal gags like those on (something very sexy about the choice of tape colour here) and their limbs restrained to numbing tension, this is one hard, very hard session of restraint. This is what they get, you see, for taking their eye off of the ball.

this is a juggernaut of an action fest, with two deeply sexy damsels mercilessly rope-restrained and wrap gagged to meltdown point, all felt up and cheekily abused, and there was not a thing they could do about it.
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He was sitting in a bar when the woman approached him. She was tall, slender, gorgeous. She had a killer set of legs, red hair, and wild green eyes, and she walked up to him, of all the people in the bar that Saturday night.
“Is this seat taken?” she asked. Her voice was deep and hypnotic. He swallowed hard.
“No,” he said. “Please, have a seat.” The woman smiled at him and took the next stool. “My name is Ron. What’s yours?” She extended a delicate but powerful hand to shake.
“Mona,” she replied. “Nice to meet you.” Ron ordered two drinks and they started chatting. Of course, the chat didn’t last much longer than his first sip. If he had been watching his drink more carefully, he might have stayed awake long enough to realize that they had more in common than she had originally let on.
*****
“Paul?” a voice said. “Paul, wake up. I think you’ve had a long enough nap, don’t you?” Paul opened his eyes.
“My name is Ron,” he said hoarsely. “Who are you?” A figure stepped out of the shadows and he realized that it was the woman from the bar. “Mona? What-?”
“Just shut up,” she chirped. “I know your name isn’t Ron. You did a great job of hiding your previous identity. Your only mistake was getting rid of the old one before you had a new one set up. Tsk tsk.” Paul’s heart skipped a beat. Had they found him at last? He had tried so hard to hide, only to be bagged by a hit woman? He tried to stand up, and only then realized that he was bound to a metal folding chair.
“What are you talking about?” Paul was still trying desperately to play the fool. Maybe she would think she had made a mistake. No such luck.
“You know perfectly well what I’m talking about, Paul,” Mona sighed. “I have the photos to prove it. Just �?fess up, and maybe I’ll let you decide what happens next.” Paul stared at her in shock, mouth slightly agape. Could it really be that easy? Rationally, he knew that it wasn’t, but some desperate part of him needed to believe that he could still get out in one piece.
“Alright,” he said finally. “You’re right. It’s me. I…I don’t know what else to tell you.”
“That’s good enough for me,” Mona said with a shrug. “I wouldn’t have taken you if I wasn’t positive to begin with.” Paul squirmed in his seat.
“What are you going to do with me?” he asked.
“Well,” she said. “No one’s going to miss you since you have no concrete identity set up at the moment, and I’m a sadist who’s being paid by the hour to watch you die. So, basically anything I want.” Paul felt sick. They had to send a psychopath after him. His crime wasn’t even all that terrible. Seriously, who hadn’t committed a little vehicular manslaughter? It was only a sickening coincidence that he had run over the wife of someone who would take revenge of this magnitude. “But I promised that I’d let you choose what comes next, so let’s hear it.” Paul heaved a gigantic sigh of relief.
“Let me go then,” he said. Mona clicked her tongue.
“Sorry, I’m fresh out of that one,” she said. “You get to choose how you die. Nothing more.”
“Old age?” Paul asked hopefully. Mona laughed, a cold laugh unfitting of her form, and shook her head.
“Nope,” she said. “Think quicker, but not too quick, I hope.” He opened and closed his mouth a few times, then closed his eyes. He still couldn’t believe that this was really happening.
“You can’t seriously expect me to make that kind of decision,” he said finally.
“Would you like me to give you choices?” Mona asked. Paul shook his head in disgust. “You could always let me decide…” Paul’s eyes went wide, but he said nothing. Perhaps she was only bluffing. “Alright. Let me get my toys.” She pulled a large suitcase out of the shadows and unzipped it. From it, she began to withdraw implements too horrid to name, many of which Paul could not name at all. Finally, it all became too much for him to bear.
“I’d like the choices,” he whispered. Mona looked up at him, pretending that she hadn’t heard.
“What was that?” she asked, an innocent look on her face as she toyed with the blade of a large, serrated pizza cutter.
“I’d like the choices, please,” he repeated, a little louder. Mona nodded and smiled.
“Actually, I was hoping you’d ask,” she said. That sentence frightened Paul more than anything that he had yet heard that day. From the very bottom of her wicked bag of tricks, she withdrew a small file folder. “I’m going to show you a few photographs of my previous work.” She pulled several glossy prints out of the folder and approached him. “I will keep circulating them until I hear you say �?that one please’, or until ten minutes have passed. Whichever comes first.” Before Paul could protest, she held the first photograph in front of his face and said, “ten minutes, Paul.” He gaped in horror as six depictions of graphic terror and agony flashed repeatedly before his face, each more atrocious than the last. He could barely stand to look at them, but he had to. He couldn’t leave something like this up to the whims of a sociopath. He had to use his intellect to make a good decision. But was there even such a thing in this situation? A picture of a man suspended upside down by his ankles, naked, as a masked woman took a handsaw between his legs. That was obviously not a good choice.
“Oh God,” he moaned. “Oh fuck. Oh, please, God, just let me go.”
“You have five minutes to pick,” Mona said, heedless of his cries. He tried to analyze the images in the abstract, but they were still too heinous to comprehend.
“Please,” he begged. “Oh, fuck. Please no.” Panic was clutching at his stomach. He didn’t want to die at all, especially from any of these methods.
“Three minutes, Paul,” Mona chirped. Her voice was infuriatingly cheerful. “I’d get thinking if I were you.”
“Oh my God,” he whimpered. “I don’t want to die, please. Mona, please.”
“My name isn’t really Mona, and you have two minutes.”
“Ohhhhhh…” Paul felt sick. The pictures continued to circulate and he began to hyperventilate. “Oh no. Oh God. Oh fuck.”
“One minute, Paul.”
“That one,” he choked out. He had selected it rashly, but looking at the man on the device, he did not seem to have anything inherently wrong with him, unlike all of the others.
“You didn’t say the magic word,” Mona taunted.
“Please,” he gasped. “That one please!” She held it still for him for a moment and he instantly regretted his decision. The look on the man’s face was pure agony and his skin had a bluish hue. “Wait, I-” Mona turned the picture to herself and smiled.
“You chose the Cross of Alexander the Great,” she said. “Nice choice.”
“Wait, I think I changed my mind,” Paul said. “Please, can I see those others again?”
“Not a chance, mister.” Mona turned away from him and began to put the other things back into her suitcase. “You’ve made your bed, now you have to lie in it.” In an absolute state of panic, Paul searched the room for an escape. They were in an old barn. The doors were closed and locked with large combination locks. Even if he could escape from the bonds of his chair, there was no way he could make it out of the building. Mona walked into the center of the barn, in front of Paul, and lifted a large, wooden post up from the ground. She set it upright and checked that it was stable. It was. She gestured to it extravagantly. “See this?” she asked. “You’re going to die there, Paul.”
“Please no,” he begged. He was beginning to cry now. “Please, just let me go.” Mona pulled a switchblade out of her pocket and clicked it open. She walked over to him and toyed with the tip. “Please…” Mona took the knife and held it to his throat. “No, please, oh fuck. No.” She used the cold tip of the blade to flick at his earlobe. “Oh my God, please stop. Please stop. It was an accident. I’m so sorry, please.” She pressed the blade into his neck. “Oh my God please no!”
“If you ask nicely, it could all end here,” Mona whispered in his ear.
“What?” Paul gasped. “What are you talking about? Stop, please. I don’t know how to ask any more nicely than that.”
“I’m not going to let you go,” she said. “But I just might cut your throat instead of putting you on the cross.”
“Oh my God no,” Paul pleaded. “Please don’t cut me, please don’t.”
“Alright,” Mona said. She removed the knife from his throat and cut the bonds on his hands.
“Thank you,” he blubbered. “Thank you so much, oh my God.” She threw the ropes to the floor and pulled him to his feet. “Thank you.” Mona began to lead Paul away from the chair. “Thank you so much.” But then Paul noticed that she was not leading him to the door, but into the barn and toward the wooden pike. “What are you doing?”
“You didn’t think you were getting out, did you?” Mona asked, her tone serious. “I’m sorry if you were confused.” Paul began to struggle against her, but she was far too strong for him. She turned to face him, pulling his hands in front of him and removing a length of rope from her belt. In three quick movements, she had his wrists bound together. She then let him go. The instant that he was released, he tried to make for the door, but his ankles were still bound. He had barely made it halfway to the door when suddenly he was stopped. He looked back over his shoulder and saw that she had pulled the rope over the top of the cross, through a hole, and back. There was still some rope in her hand. What was she doing? She hooked the end of the rope into a pulley and began to turn the crank.
“No, no, no, nooo,” Paul pleaded. He leaned back against the rope, but the crank locked with each inch of turn and he was dragged toward his certain destruction. “Please stop. Oh my God.” His hands grazed the wood of the post. “Oh fuck. Oh shit, please, please don’t put me up there. Please don’t.”
“Turn around,” Mona barked. Paul didn’t listen. He pressed his face to the pole and bawled. Mona grabbed him around the shoulders and spun him around. His face was contorted in terror and streaked with tears.
“Mmnn…” Paul was shaking his head wildly.
“Stay still,” Mona warned. She walked walked to the crank again.
“Please,” he begged. His hands began to rise again. He whimpered. “Stop.” His hands rose up over his head and then he began to feel the tug on his torso. “Noooo!” He was on his toes now, and could feel the weight being shifted from his feet to his wrists. “Owwww…oh God. Ahhh!” In a couple of moments he could feel the hole in the wood and knew he was at the top of the pillar. He looked at the ground, three feet below or thereabouts. Mona walked around and looked up at him.
“So,” she began, her lip twitching halfway into a smile. “How’s it hanging?” Paul groaned. He could tell that she was enjoying herself thoroughly. She pulled up a chair and sat down, staring up at him with intense interest. “Did you know that the word �?excruciating’ has its origin in crucifixion?” Paul coughed once. “It does. There wasn’t a word that expressed the level of agony involved. It’s based on the Latin �?ex cruciatus’ meaning �?from the cross’. You sure know how to pick.”
“What is this?” Paul choked.
“You’re suffocating to death,” Mona said. “That’s how this tool kills you. It can take several hours. In fact, I’ll be right back.” She got up and walked to her suitcase and began to rummage through it. In a moment, she came back with a ziplock bag of popcorn in her hand. She opened it and popped a piece in her mouth. Then, she held the bag out to him. “Want a piece?”
“Let me down,” he wheezed. His lungs were screaming. They were painfully overfilled. He coughed again. “Please.”
“Suit yourself,” she said. “Just so you know what’s happening to you, you are going to start finding it harder to exhale. Eventually, you will die of carbon dioxide poisoning.” Paul’s stomach jumped into his throat and he began to struggle out of sheer panic.
“Please,” he hissed, attempting an exhalation. “Oh fuck. Please, let me down.”
“Oh please,” Mona laughed. “Keep talking and struggling. You’re only killing yourself faster.” She ate another few bites of popcorn. An hour went by, but it felt like an eternity. Each breath was agony, and his body was burning from lack of proper ventilation. Every time Paul looked down at Mona, she was staring up at him mildly. There was almost no emotion on her face beyond that of vague amusement. Occasionally, she waved at him. She tried to offer him popcorn twice more, but he never accepted. No matter how he begged and cried, it was as if she was watching children’s cartoons. There was no sympathy on her face, and she repeatedly laughed at his pleas. Finally, after all of this, Paul couldn’t take it anymore. He pulled himself up with his arms, and breathed out, then in. He could feel splinters from the wood piercing the flesh of his hands, but he didn’t care.
“Cut me down, you fucking cunt!” he screeched. The woman stared at him blankly for a moment, then her look changed to one of fury.
“You little bitch,” she said. Paul could feel his face growing hot with anger and embarrassment. She walked to the crank and began to lower him toward the ground. Paul’s heart skipped a beat. Could it be that she was letting him go? No, she stopped him a few inches from the ground. Because of his height, she stood almost as tall as him in her heels. She had the switchblade in her hand again. Using quick strokes, she cut his shirt from his body.
“What are you doing?” he wheezed. It was growing more and more exhausting to force the breath from his body.
“You are making me very upset,” she replied. “I am tired of being here with you, and I want you to die now.” He could feel his stomach sink into his feet.
“Please no.” Paul coughed a couple of times. “Stop. Oh God. I’ll do anything.”
“Alright,” she said. “Shut the fuck up.” The panic was making him lightheaded. His body wanted to hyperventilate, but he couldn’t gather the strength. She took the knife and held it to his chest.
“Oh God!” Paul cried. “Oh God please don’t cut me, please.” She ignored him, and made two slice marks in his chest, one on each side. “Aaaaahhhhhh!” He managed a scream, but couldn’t exhale for a while. A strange whistling noise came from his nose. He was beginning to see spots. He could feel the gashes in his chest stretching open from the weight of his legs.
“Are you ready to go?” Mona asked. Paul tried to shake his head, but she grasped him by the chin and forced him to nod. “Very well.” Paul tried to protest, but his lungs were too strained. Mona put her hands on his waist and he shook his head violently.
“Nnnnnnn,” he wheezed. Then, she began to pull. The gashes began to tear wider, and his lungs felt about to burst. Paul closed his eyes in resignation. After that, it wasn’t long before he lost consciousness, and from there, it was a slippery slope to death. As soon as his heart stopped beating, Mona let go of his waist and took out her switchblade. She cut the rope and allowed him to crumple to the ground. She had not been paid to hide the body, so she left it lie. She had other places to go. She finished the last of her popcorn, picked up her suitcase, and walked out of the barn
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Mom: my daughter is bound super tightly with painful thin leather cords. Her elbows are crushed together and the thin leather cuts into her flesh. Her wrists are bound and a leather cord is wrapped around her shoulder blades. The gorgeous girl has her knees and ankles bound parallel style and worst of all the poor thing's pussy is split in two with a leather cord and every move the helpless girl makes causes the leather to bury deeper and deeper into her pussy. She's hogtied with her ankles pulled up tightly toward her bound arms. I've placed a leather harness gag on Cindy 's head and the ballgag is shoved in between her lips. Cindy struggles furiously her flexible lithe body bends in unbelievable twists and turns making Cindy appear to have no back bone. I enter the room and stand above her bound body. The poor thing's eyes widen in fear as I remove her stiletto high heels and bind her big toes together tightly with another thin leather cord. I laugh as I add one more piece of leather to the ring on her head harness pulling her head back and tying it off. Cindy is completely helpless. The bound beauty Cindy looks up pleading with her eyes, but I have no mercy for this. I enjoy making her suffer. She is after all my personal toy to do with as I please. Cindy knows this is going to be a very, very long night and she sobs her heart out as she struggles as hard as she can.


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not so fast, mom


Mom arrives home after a long day at work, she goes over to her bar and sits with her legs crossed on the bar stool and makes a phone call to her girl friend. She hikes up her pencil skirt to reveal her long legs encased in silk Cuban style stockings as she finishes her call. She then head for her bedroom unaware of the danger that awaits on the other side of the door. She is grabbed from behind by a pair of powerful hands as she enters the room, she tries to scream for help but a sedative soaked rag is pressed tightly over her nose and mouth. Mom struggles in his grasp fighting as the sedative takes effect. The struggle onto the bed with Mom 's long legs kicking and flailing in the air. Her eyes go wild over the rag then roll back in her head as she is overcome by the fumes. She wakes up later laying on her bed, she tries to move but when she does she can feel the tight ropes digging deep into the soft flesh around her elbows and biting deep into her wrists. Mom tries to scream but her screams are muffled by a large rag that has been stuffed deep in her mouth and sealed in place by layers of white sticky tape. She struggles helplessly on the bed listening for the intruder, hearing nothing she struggles to her feet, she has to try to get help before he returns.

She tip-toes over to her bedroom door and struggles to open it with her bound hands. She peeks outside into her living room and seeing no one she creeps out the door and to the front door. Mom fumbles with the door handle and dead bolt with her numb fingers. Frantic now trying to get her hands to cooperate she doesn't hear the brute come up behind her. He grabs her and drags her away from the door, Mom is pushed back into her bedroom. He throws her onto the bed and before she has a chance to roll over and try to kick at him with her stiletto heels he is on top of her. He grabs her long legs and crosses her ankles over each other, ropes are tied around her crossed ankles forcing her knees to spread apart. He grab more ropes and ties her crossed and bound ankles to her hands in a cruelly tight hogtied. The ropes are then wrapped tightly around her forearms, pressing her already bound elbows tightly together behind her back. He whispers in her ear all the dirty things he plans on doing to her helpless body. Mom screams in terror into her gag as he gets up and leaves her alone on the bed. He promises he won't be gone long and when he returns the party will begin. Mom pulls at the ropes but it is hopeless, she isn't going anywhere, there is no escape.
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The boy leans back against the wall with his head turned down. I know he’s watching me, though; he’s been eyeing me as much as I’ve been checking him out.

Late teens, medium height and build. I can see his pecs through his tight t-shirt. He has curly hair, kinda dirty blond. There’s a faint dark down on his face that he evidently thinks is a goatee. At least, that’s how he’s shaved it—but it’s barely there.

He’s got on a purple t-shirt and tight black jeans. On his feet are tightly laced sneakers of black and white leather.

Dressed like a typical skater rat but he can be had for a suitable fee.

I grin. I’m gonna have him, all right, and fuck the fee. Money won’t do him any good by the time I’m done with him.

His face is turned down but he glances up frequently. I catch a glimpse of his brown eyes through his tangled bangs. He’s wondering if I’m gonna approach. Bet he’s trying to figure out how much to charge.

I’ll give him a moment of anticipation at first; I’ll agree to his first offer. He’ll think I’m desperate and he’ll come along willingly, thinking he won’t have to do much to keep me happy. See, he’s glancing at me again. Now he’s rubbing the bulge in his crotch. He wouldn’t be making those gestures if he really knew what it will take to keep me happy.

But he’s gonna learn real soon. Let’s see his price.

A hundred bucks to fuck him? Yeah, right. Little whore has a high opinion of himself. But I smile and leer and agree to his terms. His face lights up and he climbs into my truck eagerly.

The location of the room I’d rented was perfect; it was the last one in that wing of the cheap highway motel. Middle of the weekday, no one saw us enter.

The kid was apprehensive when he saw the sheet of plastic I’d already spread on the floor, but he bought my explanation that I wanted to rub him down with baby oil. It probably helped that I mentioned I’d pay him extra for that—and for tying his hands behind his back. He’s hesitant about the last part, but I have his arms behind him and his wrists bound by a zip tie before he can object.

I know that the surrounding rooms are vacant and the maids have already done this wing, but I still don’t want to make too much noise. The boy is starting to get wound up, so I clamp a ball gag in his mouth before it gets too loud. Then I kick the back of his leg, dropping him to his knees on the plastic sheet. I’m down on my knees behind him, pulling out my knife.

It’s a serious knife, a Ka-bar D2 with a seven inch blade. The fuckmeat will get a chance to admire it in a moment, but first, I need to cut access through the kid’s jeans. It’s easier than I’d anticipated; I only need to cut through one layer. The slut is going commando, planning for easy access himself.

I’m already hard and dripping at the thought of what’s to come. I’m resting my cock on the kid’s back so he can feel what I’m about to stick into him.

As far as he knows, that’s the only thing I’m gonna stick into him. Time to change that misconception.

I grab a hank of his hair and pull him back until his back it pressed against my chest. With my other hand I hold the knife in front of his face and I whisper into his ear.

“See this knife, bitch? I’m gonna kill you with it. I’m gonna cut your throat. See these serrations that go all up the haft? You’re gonna feel them tearing into your windpipe. This groove here is gonna channel your blood away from my hand as I slash your neck open. You’re gonna bleed, fucker. It’s gonna take a long time to die and you’re gonna be riding my dick all the way, you fucking whore. I want to feel you fight, punk. The more you struggle, the harder I cum. You’ll fight to live and it’s gonna feel so good on my cock.”

He’s struggling and crying now and I’m not even in him yet. That’s quickly changed—I force his head to the floor and jam my tool into his ass through the hole I cut in his jeans. I’m fucking him fully clothed.

The kid’s screams are muffled to a frantic moaning by the ball gag. He’s sobbing deeply, to the point that the snot leaking from his nose is interfering with his breathing. He’s suffocating, his face turning purple.

“Oh, my poor boy,” I whisper to him, stroking his face with the knife, “Guess I better help you breathe. Are you ready, fuckmeat? Ready for me to rip your throat open? Fuck yeah! Let’s get it on!”

I yank his head back, hard, and stick the Ka-bar knife into his throat, punching through from one side to the other. As I do, the teen punk’s rectum clamps down hard on my cock. It feels like its set in concrete and I can’t imagine the pressure getting any stronger—until I start slicing out of the kid’s throat.

He screams, but the only sound that emerges it a high-pitched squeal. I take my time, sawing my way out from the middle of his neck. Each sweep of my hand slices the tender flesh of his neck more. The pain must be excruciating.

“That’s it, fuckwad,” I snarl into his ear as he writhes in agony on my cock, “Jerk and die. I want to feel you bleed out on my rod. You can feel death coming, can’t you? Everything is going gray as your blood pressure drops. Your heart is gonna fail soon and your quivering ass is gonna milk the cum right outta me as you die.”

The blond whore really doesn’t wanna die. He’s fighting it hard—it feels fantastic. He’s struggling, stretching his arms out behind him, trying to free himself from the zip tie. His flailing hands brush against my face, beating helplessly against my chest. He’s convulsing his entire body. I’m holding his head against the plastic sheet as he thrashes violently, trying in vain to escape the merciless grip of death. He attempts to scream in pain and terror, but I’ve shredded his larynx into ragged strings of meat. The only sound he can make now is a strained grunt.

With each grunt, he jerks his ass back onto my dick. As the punk bleeds out, the thrusts come farther apart but are more intense. His breathing becomes irregular as he gargles away his last few seconds, drowning in his own blood. I lose control during my orgasm and find myself stabbing the kid in the back repeatedly as I cum. I don’t know that he’s still alive to feel it as I slam my knife into his smooth hairless back with each wad I blow into his hot dying guts.

The next thing that I’m aware of is that I’m still lying on top of the fuckmeat. And inside of, for that matter; my cock is still hard and still inside the dead boy’s ass.

He’s not moving underneath me. My blond whore is meat. His eyes gaze vacantly ahead, one of them filled with blood. The corpse twitches and quivers as oxygen-deprived nerves fire randomly. Far from relaxing in death, his sphincter has actually tightened. It remains taut as I slowly withdraw from his hole—and stays that way when I push myself back in.

I fuck the dead boy again. It’s a nice, smooth feeling, since the muscle rigidity was held constant by death. His ass stayed nice and tight while I blew a second load of sperm into him, giving him more of my seed to warm his cold rectum.

Oh, my pretty brown eyed golden-curled fucktoy. You were so much fun. And you didn’t even stain the carpet.


thank you, Cindy, for sending him to me. heh heh heh
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Home from a long day of work, Valentina takes off her cheerleader uniform. She misses the days of being an actual cheerleader for her high school football team. Things were so much easier then. She wonders what Brad is up to these days. All the girls on the squad wanted him but he was always so aloof. She could have sworn she saw him at the night club tonight. Someone definitely slipped more dollar bills than usual on stage and she thought she saw a familiar face out in the crowd.

She counts the money in her garters. Damn, Whoever that was definitely had a thing for cheerleaders. Nothing like an easy day at work. Time for a shower though. She’s covered in sweat and the excited spittle of strangers.

As Valentina wraps herself in her towel, thinking about what movie she’ll watch tonight over a solo microwaved dinner, she hears something. A noise. She goes outside to look, but sees nothing. Must be the neighbor kids. It’s getting close to Halloween and they’ve been extra rowdy in their excitement to scare each other. But still, something feels amiss…

She heads to the shower, the water gets warm quickly and she gets in. Ah, how wonderful a warm shower feels after a long day of being ogled. She washes herself thoroughly, the soap slipping over her naked, voluptuous body and carrying away the daily dirt and grime down the drain.

While shaving her legs, Valentina nicks her shin. Shit. These new blades are sharp. She cleans the blood off. It stings, but blood is such a beautiful color. If only she could be bathed in that color without the pain that comes with it of course.

She’s so preoccupied with this self-inflicted wound that she doesn’t notice the large, muscular man in a blond wig coming at her with a massive kitchen knife. After what seems like several slow-motion minutes, he lunges at her, plunging the knife into her chest. She screams, thrashing about, but the blood loss makes her feel weak and she slides down to the shower floor. Her killer slides his blade across her throat and vanishes.

Left to die on the shower floor, drenched in that color she loves so much. It’s the color of her uniform. If she wasn’t dying she might have laughed about cleaning the blood off her shaving cut. As she dies, her bladder releases, turning the blood a strangely beautiful orange color. That red is so beautiful. She missed being a cheerleader. She wonders what Brad is up to these days.
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Synopsis:

A woman has been cheating on her boyfriend, so he decides to teach her a lesson. With the help of a friend, she is brutally raped by both of them. Later, her younger sister shows up and they decide to include her in the plan.

Note: This is the most violent intense rape scene I have shot. Ever. The performers did fantastic and if you like part 1, part 2 ramps the intensity up even more. However, the set up and majority of the rape scene with Jizzabelle is in this part, so I encourage you to get it.

Story:

A woman and her younger sister are hanging out just talking. Little do they know, the woman's boyfriend is plotting to rape and kill her.

They chat it up for a bit, then the younger sister is off, planning to be back later.

Then, the boyfriend comes home. They make out and passions lead to the bedroom.

After an awesome slobbery blowjob, the boyfriend friend walks in on them. She does not understand why he is here. But, thing turn ugly fast with her boyfriend pulls out a switchblade and forced her to sick the other guys cock.

And, that is just to start.

What follow is a brutal rape with more then just penises going in more then just one hole.

Check out the preview pics, but you truly have to see this.

Later, her younger, innocent, sweet sister returns and they attack and knock her out.

They decide she will be a nice addition to the party



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sister sits on 's table with her wrists tied behind her back and her legs tied with her ankles

crossed in a lotus tie. comes behind her and stuffs a huge rag into her mouth then wraps

white elastic bandage tightly between her lips and wraps it around her head. A rope is then

tied around her tiny waist and pulled down between her legs and buried deep in her lacy

panties. He feed the crotch rope between her bound wrists and pulls the rope taut, pinning

her hands to her ass. The crotch rope is run back under her ass and back through her pussy, he

pulls her stiletto heels up tight against her pussy and ties her crossed ankles to the crotch

rope. sister groans and moans in pain as her elbows are crushed tightly together behind her

back, bound in ropes. Helplessly bound and gagged her big tits are pulls out of her tiny crop

top and tightly bound in ropes. The tight ropes circle her big tits like a tourniquet, causing

them to swell up like two ripe melons. He then binds her bound tits tightly together. A rope

is then run from her bound tits down to her crossed ankles, pulling her into a tight little ball.

He leaves her bound, gagged, helpless and alone tied in a tight little ball.
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After graduating college, Aria decided to reward herself with a fun trip to Europe by her self. It would be a really fun and adventurous way to gain some independence and see the world! At the airport, she gets stopped by a customs agent who notices she’s traveling alone. He leads her to a bland room in the back where he questions her.

Silly, naive girl that she is, she answers honestly. She has no family and is traveling alone to Europe. The fluorescent lights start to make her feel uncomfortable. Well, that and the agent is telling her he has to do a strip search. She’s really uncomfortable with this idea. Why is that even necessary? She hasn’t done anything wrong…

But he pulls out a pair of scissors and threatens her with them. She panics. Maybe going to Europe alone was a bad idea… he cuts off her clothing, piece by piece. She tries to argue but he is threatening and she has a fear of displeasing anyone in a position of authority so she reluctantly complies.

It’s time to check her ass and vagina. He pulls on some rubber gloves, telling her to bend over and place her hands on the wall. He slides a finger into her ass. Finding drugs, he confronts her. They’re not hers! Of course… They never are.

She’s in trouble now. He zip ties her wrists and ankles and forces her to the ground. Now that she’s bound and on her knees the agent makes her give him a blowjob. She cries and protest the whole time. He would fuck her too but she’s worth more as a virgin and obviously she is one. When he’s good and ready, he knocks her out.

She falls to the cold floor with a thud. He stuffs her body inside a clear body bag. He likes the look of her skin through the plastic. He gets a phone call. Bad news for Aria. Now he won’t be able to sell her to his regular customer. Now he has a mess to clean up. He pulls the bag tightly around Aria’s face, suffocating her. She comes around to find herself in quite the predicament, face pressed helplessly against thick clear plastic, her killer’s gloved hands pulling tightly, squishing her nose.

After she dies, the man drags her body out to the dumpsters and throws her in the alleyway next to the trash cans. She’s not even worth putting inside the bins.

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is carried into the lair over 's shoulder, her wrists are twisted up high behind her shoulder blades in a cruel reverse prayer and a large red ball gag has been jammed between her teeth and strapped tightly in place. He torments her as she screams into her gag in terror before he puts her down and attaches the ropes holding her arms to a chain hanging down from an overhead pulley. She is left to struggling tethered to the chain as he goes to get more rope. When returns she is still helplessly bound and struggling at the end of the chain. ties more ropes around her elbows and pulls them closer together, forcing her hands up higher between her shoulders. He ties a rope around her tiny waist then runs the end of the down between her legs and buries it deep in her lacy panties. The end up the crotch rope is tied to the rope holding her elbows together. Then a rope is tied around her left booted ankle and her foot is pulled up off the floor and frog tied to her thigh. Aria is left to struggle balancing on one booted stiletto heel held up by the chain attached to her brutally bound arms. The crotch rope slices deeper into her pussy as she struggles to maintain her balance in the brutal bondage.

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mother really needed her mid-day cigarette, but the company had a strict no smoking policy inside the building. It was a cold rainy day and mother didn't want to go outside to smoke, she had access to the entire complex and knew that the old abandoned basement was her perfect hiding place. No one ever went down there, few even knew it existed, so with the boss out on an extended business lunch mother grabbed her smokes no one would even know she was gone as she headed to the down the stairs to the old basement. The basement was kind of creepy but her nicotine addiction was stronger then her fear. She inhales her first puff when a cold chill run up her spine, she feels like someone is watching her, she shrugs it off but now wishes she was in the safety of the office instead of the creepy long forgotten basement. mother takes another drag and decides that maybe it wasn't such a good idea to come down her, she gets up and goes back to the door to the stairway. But when she turns the knobs she discovers that the door is locked. Scared now she bangs on the door in desperate hope that someone might hear her. But the stairway was so remote and with all the machines running there was no chance someone would hear her. There had to be another way out, she turns and heads deeper into bowels the dark gloomy basement.

Luckily for her she had a flashlight in her purse, mother turn on the light and goes searching for another exit. She walks down a long hallway nervous as a cat, muttering to herself at her stupidity. mother didn't even hear a sound as suddenly a tight wire is draw across her throat by a pair of strong hands. mother opens her mouth to scream for help but her scream is choked out in her throat by the tight wire cutting into her larynx, she tries to fight back but the brute behind her easily overpower her as he drags her back into a side room. mother fights for her life as the thin wire slices deep into her throat cutting off her airway and blood flow to her brain. Her struggles become weaker as her brain is robbed of life giving oxygen, her legs grow weak as the room begins to spin and a strange buzzing in her ears. She mercifully blacks out and the brute lowers her to a old industrial cart, he checks her pulse to make sure he didn't over do it. No this has got to last, terrorizing his victims was the best part. With pretty mother laying motionless on the cart he worked quick wrapping more of the thin wire around her upper arms and slamming her elbows tightly together behind her back. Then he wraps more wire around her slender wires and cinches her wrists tightly together behind her back. He pulls an old shop rag out of his pocket and stuffs it deep into her big mouth then wraps black elastic between her lips and wraps it tightly around her head, then he pulls out a roll of black electrical tape and wraps the tape tightly over her gag to ensure absolute security. mother begins to awaken as he finishes the gag, her eye fly open in panic as he pulls her up from the cart. She struggles helplessly in his grasp in a desperate attempt to break free, kicking at him with her stiletto heels. He grabs more wire and wraps it around her waist, pinning her forearms to her back in the wire loop.

He then pulls the wire down between her legs and buries it deep in her panties, splitting her pussy in two, mother screams in pain into her gag as the thin wire cuts deep into her cunt. He runs the wire up to her bound wrists and ties her wrists down to her ass with the wire running up from her crotch. mother is desperate now, she has to get away from this fiend. She kicks out again and slams against him with her hip, knocking him off balance, she turns on her heels and runs for her life. mother is too afraid to look back as she runs blindly into the dark gloomy basement. She stops briefly at a door in hopes that it isn't locked, but it is locked tight. Panic stricken she runs further down the long looking for a place to hide and gather her thoughts. She finds large room with an old abandoned refrigerator standing near the wall. mother darts behind the refrigerator and squats down to catch her breath and try to calm her panic so she can think clearly and try to figure a way out of the basement and avoid the brute hunting her down. Her arms throb behind her back, she can feel her poor elbows crushed up tightly against each other and the thin wires slicing deep into her flesh. Her arms are totally useless to her with the wire running up between her legs pinning her hands to her ass. She stretches her jaw to try to push the choking rag out of her mouth, but the wrap and tape hold the packing deep in her mouth. mother closes her eyes and calms her beating heart and thinks as her panic subsides. She struggles back to her feet and listens to hear if her attacker is pursuing her, she hears nothing in the gloom so tip-toes quietly to the door and peeks outside. See no one she creeps to a large steel door. She can hear traffic as she nears to the door, it must lead outside and hopefully it isn't locked. Kale get to the door and pushes against it, she can definitely hear the outside world on the other side, all that stands between her and safety is a few inches of steel door. The door isn't locked but she looks up and sees a hasp with a hook run though it holding the door shut. If she had the use of her hands she could easily unhook the hasp and find help.

But with her hands pinned to her ass there was no way of reaching the hasp. She tries to move the hasp with her nose and cheeks but there is no way she can remove the hook. She kicks at the door in frustration and screams for help into her gag in a desperate attempt to attract attention from someone outside. She looks around and realizes that she can't stay here with the steel door block her exit there is no where to run or hide if her attacker comes down the corridor. Reluctantly she turns away, she needs to find another way out. She explores the huge basement climbing stair and looking for any door that isn't locked or blocked. Ever vigilant she creeps around with her dead arms pinned to her spine searching desperately for an escape. But every avenue of escape is locked or blocked and she is exhausted, mother needs to find a place to hide again and try to think. She finds an old vault and creeps inside, her legs are like rubber so she sinks to the floor to rest. She begins to sob and cry into her gag, it seems so hopeless she wants to give up, she needs to find a away to cut the wire from her arms before they are permanently damaged but she is too exhausted to move. She begins to cry and doesn't hear him approach until there he stands in the door. mother screams into her gag in terror and tries to kick at him, it is her only defense. He grabs her legs and pulls out more wire, she watches helplessly as her legs are fused tightly together with the thin wire. He pulls her to her feet and lift her helplessly bound body up onto his shoulder and carries her away into the bowels of the cellar.

mother screams, sobs and cries into her gag as she is carried away to her certain doom. He makes his way deeper into the cellar and finally comes to stop in a large room where is sits her on the cold concrete floor. He then leaves her alone sobbing on the floor. mother pulls at the wire cutting into her flesh but there is no escape, she can only sit and wait for his return. When the brute finally returns he pulls a clear plastic bag out of his pocket then torments and mocks his hapless victim. mother begs and cries into her gag for mercy but he has no mercy. He pulls the bag over her head as mother begs and cries into her gag.


heh heh your daughter is next

ARRGGGHHHH



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your mother owed me money, Cindy


Cindy 's arms dangle uselessly behind her back as she groans and squirms in the severe bondage this sadistic bastard has tied her in, her shoulders will never be the same and she fears damage from the lack of circulation but all that doesn't matter to this guy, he's getting his money's worth and she is paying that high price! Suddenly as she tries to find some sort of comfort she loses her balance and FALLS hard on her side landing with a gagged grunt and now lays utterly helpless on her side unable to do anything but wiggle her feet and groan into the hated ball. Since he is convinced Cindy can go nowhere he leaves the tied girl while he goes for a drink and all the poor girl can do is pray the house doesn't catch fire because that'll be the end of her for sure...she's tied that tight! The hours pass slowly for Cindy but eventually the fucker returns and it seems the nightmare is over when he says it was worth every penney to do this to her with a tone that suggests he'll until her. But instead he just walks to the other side of the room, sits down and continues to watch her suffer and moan, she wishes she could just pass out to escape this hell but that's nothing more than a dream, she's going to stay like this until his sadistic side is satisfied!
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Mom: Beautiful debutante Rich Bitch is getting ready for a ball. She puts on her lipstick and sits to lace up her strappy sandals thinking about her wonder boyfriend - a super rich investment broker. Rich Bitch 's dressed in a gorgeous designer evening gown purchased she realizes she left the matching purse at her mother's house. She gets in her car and suddeny a wet rag is pressed up against her mouth and nose. Pretty Rich Bitch kicks and tries to pry the rag off her face, but the fumes overtake her and she passes out cold. Rich Bitch awakes all alone is a creepy industrial building. At first she's confused, but quickly this turns to panic and she feels rope cutting deeply into her flesh and she realizes she is naked except for her lace panties and she can't move at all. The poor thing is brutally bound with her elbows crushed together behind her back and massive amounts of ropes on her torso and legs. Helpless Rich Bitch cries out in terror and I take the moment to slowly stroll into the room.

My captive's eyes widen in fear when I approach and begin to grope her body. I laugh and inform the girl that I want money from her rich boyfriend. I grab her cell phone and take some pictures of the poor damsel in distress. I call him and Rich Bitch sobs into the phone. I make the ransom threat and plans to meet him for the payoff. I decide to silence the bimbo before I leave so I shove a big ballgag between her lips and wrap her pretty face with layer upon layer of duct tape. Can't scream now can you babydoll. Rich Bitch stays like this so brutally bound for a long night and I return with the news that her man didn't show up. I decide to escalate things and I choke her out and take pictures of the pitiful debutante. Off I go again leaving poor Rich Bitch sobbing and terrified. I come back after the payment was made and I'm so happy that I will soon be a very rich woman. I taunt Rich Bitch and the poor thing is filled with hope about finally being released. I'm so sorry darlin' - you'll have to suffer several more days. You see, I can't release you until the funds clear at my bank. In the meantime, you can just stay like this ... so painfully tied. Hey, will bring my daughter Cindy here to keep you company. heh heh, you like that?

ARRRRGGGGHHH


With her arms fused tightly together behind her back, bound with thin leather cords, sexy Rich Bitch is pushed across Cindy 's table. Her mouth has been tightly packed and cleave gagged with red elastic bandage. She sobs and cries into her gag as she ties her ankles tightly together. Cindy pulls her up and wraps more leather cords around her shoulder and runs the cords down between her bound wrists and her arms are jerked up onto a cruel chicken wing with her elbows forced out and her wrists up to the small of her back. Cindy lifts her onto the table on her belly and leaves her struggling helplessly on the table while Cindy grabs more cords. Cindy returns and hogties her with more leather cords, running the leather from her bound elbows down to her tied ankles. Cindy leaves her alone to struggle helplessly on the table, barely able to more all she can do is sob and cry for help into her gag
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Max has invited his favorite little stripper, Amber, to come play and she’s shown up in a hot pink tiny bikini. She looking super sexy with her warm tan skin and dark hair. They’re sitting on the couch and she’s a tad reluctant to strip but goes for it anyways.

Amber is on the table and then slowly gets down and takes off her bottoms. Then she reaches for Max’s hard cock and strokes it and rubs it up and down. “So how much for a blow job baby?” asks Max, but Amber becomes snotty and says it would cost too much for a blowjob or anything else she says. Amber keeps stroking his huge cock until he comes all over.

Then he asks her if she want something to drink after their fun and she takes what she thinks is a shot while Max says’s he’s going to get her money. But Amber starts violently convulsing and foaming at the mouth before Max finds her dead.

“Too much to fuck you huh?!?” Max says out loud before he moves her in a better position.

He fucks her dead body hard and cums.
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Waldo Jeffers had reached his limit. It was now Mid-August which meant he had
been separated from Marsha for more than two months. Two months, and all he had
to show was three dog-eared letters and two very expensive long-distance phone
calls. True, when school had ended and she'd returned to Wisconsin, and he to
Locust, Pennsylvania, she had sworn to maintain a certain fidelity. She would
date occasionally, but merely as amusement. She would remain faithful.

But lately Waldo had begun to worry. He had trouble sleeping at night and when
he did, he had horrible dreams. He lay awake at night, tossing and turning
underneath his pleated quilt protector, tears welling in his eyes as he
pictured Marsha, her sworn vows overcome by liquor and the smooth soothing of
some neanderthal, finally submitting to the final caresses of sexual oblivion.
It was more than the human mind could bear.

Visions of Marsha's faithlessness haunted him. Daytime fantasies of sexual
abandon permeated his thoughts. And the thing was, they wouldn't understand how
she really was. He, Waldo, alone understood this. He had intuitively grasped
every nook and cranny of her psyche. He had made her smile. She needed him, and
he wasn't there (Awww...).

The idea came to him on the Thursday before the Mummers' Parade was scheduled
to appear. He'd just finished mowing and etching the Edelsons lawn for a dollar
fifty and had checked the mailbox to see if there was at least a word from
Marsha. There was nothing but a circular from the Amalgamated Aluminum Company
of America inquiring into his awing needs. At least they cared enough to write.

It was a New York company. You could go anywhere in the mails. Then it struck
him. He didn't have enough money to go to Wisconsin in the accepted fashion,
true, but why not mail himself? It was absurdly simple. He would ship himself
parcel post, special delivery. The next day Waldo went to the supermarket to
purchase the necessary equipment. He bought masking tape, a staple gun and a
medium sized cardboard box just right for a person of his build. He judged that
with a minimum of jostling he could ride quite comfortably. A few airholes,
some water, perhaps some midnight snacks, and it would probably be as good as
going tourist.

By Friday afternoon, Waldo was set. He was thoroughly packed and the post
office had agreed to pick him up at three o'clock. He'd marked the package
"Fragile", and as he sat curled up inside, resting on the foam rubber
cushioning he'd thoughtfully included, he tried to picture the look of awe and
happiness on Marsha's face as she opened her door, saw the package, tipped the
deliverer, and then opened it to see her Waldo finally there in person. She
would kiss him, and then maybe they could see a movie. If he'd only thought of
this before. Suddenly rough hands gripped his package and he felt himself borne
up. He landed with a thud in a truck and was off.

Marsha Bronson had just finished setting her hair. It had been a very rough
weekend. She had to remember not to drink like that. Bill had been nice about
it though. After it was over he'd said he still respected her and, after all,
it was certainly the way of nature, and even though, no he didn't love her, he
did feel an affection for her. And after all, they were grown adults. Oh, what
Bill could teach Waldo - but that seemed many years ago.

Sheila Klein, her very, very best friend, walked in through the porch screen
door and into the kitchen. "Oh gawd, it's absolutely maudlin outside." "Ach, I
know what you mean, I feel all icky!" Marsha tightened the belt on her cotton
robe with the silk outer edge. Sheila ran her finger over some salt grains on
the kitchen table, licked her finger and made a face. "I'm supposed to be
taking these salt pills, but, " she wrinkled her nose, "they make me feel like
throwing up." Marsha started to pat herself under the chin, an exercise she'd
seen on television. "God, don't even talk about that." She got up from the
table and went to the sink where she picked up a bottle of pink and blue
vitamins. "Want one? Supposed to be better than steak, " and then attempted to
touch her knees. "I don't think I'll ever touch a daiquiri again."

She gave up and sat down, this time nearer the small table that supported the
telephone. "Maybe Bill'll call, " she said to Sheila's glance. Sheila nibbled on
a cuticle. "After last night, I thought maybe you'd be through with him." "I
know what you mean. My God, he was like an octopus. Hands all over the place."
She gestured, raising her arms upwards in defense. "The thing is, after a
while, you get tired of fighting with him, you know, and after all I didn't
really do anything Friday and Saturday so I kind of owed it to him. You know
what I mean." She started to scratch. Sheila was giggling with her hand over
her mouth. "I'll tell you, I felt the same way, and even after a while, " here
she bent forward in a whisper, "I wanted to!" Now she was laughing very loudly.

It was at this point that Mr. Jameson of the Clarence Darrow Post Office rang
the doorbell of the large stucco colored frame house. When Marsha Bronson
opened the door, he helped her carry the package in. He had his yellow and his
green slips of paper signed and left with a fifteen cent tip that Marsha had
gotten out of her mother's small beige pocketbook in the den. "What do you
think it is?" Sheila asked. Marsha stood with her arms folded behind her back.
She stared at the brown cardboard carton that sat in the middle of the living
room. "I dunno."

Inside the package, Waldo quivered with excitement as he listened to the
muffled voices. Sheila ran her fingernail over the masking tape that ran down
the center of the carton. "Why don't you look at the return address and see who
it's from?" Waldo felt his heart beating. He could feel the
vibrating footsteps. It would be soon.

Marsha walked around the carton and read the ink-scratched label. "Ah, god,
it's from Waldo!" "That schmuck!" said Sheila. Waldo trembled with expectation.
"Well, you might as well open it, " said Sheila. Both of them tried to lift the
staple flap. "Ah sst, " said Marsha, groaning, "he must have nailed it shut."
They tugged on the flap again. "My God, you need a power drill to get this
thing open!" They pulled again. "You can't get a grip." They both stood still,
breathing heavily.

"Why don't you get a scissor, " said Sheila. Marsha ran into the kitchen, but
all she could find was a little sewing scissor. Then she remembered that her
father kept a collection of tools in the basement. She ran downstairs, and when
she came back up, she had a large sheet metal cutter
in her hand. "This is the best I could find." She was very out of breath.
"Here, you do it. I-I'm gonna die." She sank into a large fluffy couch and
exhaled noisily. Sheila tried to make a slit between the masking tape and the
end of the cardboard flap, but the blade was too big and there wasn't enough
room. "God damn this thing!" she said feeling very exasperated. Then smiling,
"I got an idea." "What?" said Marsha. "Just watch, " said Sheila, touching her
finger to her head.

Inside the package, Waldo was so transfixed with excitement that he could
barely breathe. His skin felt prickly from the heat, and he could feel his
heart beating in his throat. It would be soon. Sheila stood quite upright and
walked around to the other side of the package. Then she sank down to her
knees, grasped the cutter by both handles, took a deep breath, and plunged the
long blade through the middle of the package, through the masking tape, through
the cardboard, through the cushioning and (thud) right through the center of
Waldo Jeffers head, which split slightly and caused little rhythmic arcs of red
to pulsate gently in the morning sun.
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Busty dream, Kim, is a leather bikini-clad and latex glove-sporting undercover detective looking for more missing babes that predictably leads straight to the front door of The Psycho Chef! Predictably, she finds Sir Ian McPekingDuck hard at work in his kitchen, and after some of the usual top banter, his phone conveniently (for both as it transpires) rings and he excuses himself. Kim, already on high alert, has a good snoop around the kitchen, and that is when the fiend creeps up behind her and bangs her with a frying pan. Soon gagged and bound with a measure of tightness reserved for only the feistiest of snoops, the massively cleave gagged, cheek-bulging beauty begins to struggle and gag talk hard and fast. Then he strips and hogties the bitch, while squeezing her tits a lot, for fun!

Then he gets stuck in garnishing her jigging, highly biteable behind. After abandoning the highly animated, boob-bouncing babe to her sexy gag talk around a mouth full of the tightest cleave-bandage, he returns and allows her a few choice words sent his way before thrusting a big red rubber ballgag into her mouth, branding her his suckling pig and regretting only that he hadn’t used a huge apple instead. Still, at least this massive drool-inducer will stay firmly where it is meant to be. After spanking her with his hands and even a spatula, in order, you understand to 'tenderise' his meat, he continues to molest the tied up stunner's huge, mouth-watering tits.

Later, with Kim hidden upstairs, her hot partner Kiki final arrives! However, this isn’t quite on the cards and both gals are soon resolutely in the clutches of Sir Ian himself, and man, is this dude HUNGRY. Binding an overpowered Kiki with a heck of a lot of tape while struggling Kim furiously emotes at him from the bed through her tighter than tight gag, Kiki eventually comes around, only to find her mouth being positively jammed with thick cloth and then onscreen tape wrap gagged. Then the pair of trussed and silenced beauties are left to strain, twist and generally enthral us all in their heavy duty gags and bonds. As they try animatedly to communicate through their cheek-bulging gags, the plucky duo (they ARE detectives after all) finally manage to settle on the following formula: daring Kiki will attempt to loose Kim’s harsh ropes with the spiked heels of her shoes. FAIL.

Kiki is next stripped naked and, onscreen, the nutty chef quite powerfully ballgags both squirming, protesting babes, fondling and mauling all the livelong while! Abandoned again to gurgle, burble and drool at one another, their jaws wedged uncomfortably wide by the huge rubber balls, the bound babes are sure in a pretty pickle. Gag talking and tit bouncing Kim tries urgently to free herself and is brought down to the deck as a result. Then the wriggling, spanked up hottie is viciously cleave gagged again and left to further twist and strain on the floor while Kiki is prepared for what lies next!

Out with the thick stuffing, in with the feisty gob, around and around – and around – with the ultratight tape. Kiki's stifled gag noises, as ever, are simply tremendous here as her cries are choked off, literally, with this superb new silencer. Then Kim is rudely assailed again, her huge boobs mauled with manic glee and her curvy and delicious body played with and then bound into a stringent hogtie. Plucky Kiki even tries with her firmly lashed ankles to kick the mad chef and is roundly spanked for her cheekiness - then, to prevent her from gearing up for a second go, she is dragged to the ground and bound into an equally tight and restrictive hogtie alongside her bouncy chum! Pretty epic final half to this madcap journey as the hogtied hotties go nuts, twisting, bouncing, writhing and gag talking in mega, unbridled measure.

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Beautiful 60s throwback, Agent Love (think The Avengers, then think again) is investigating more phantom girl nabbings. The suspect? Well, you all know who that is by now... Roaming in her sexy nylons and heels through the downright sinister domicile of our resident looney culinary master, the stunningly toned lady agent does not notice as he looms large behind her, frying pan in mitt, ready to bop bop BOP!

Agent love awakens with her arms bound overhead, all trussed up and helpless, having a sock jammed into her mouth. She is then very tightly cleave wrap gagged into complete muffledom, as Sir Ian (no nobleman he) frenziedly cuts all her clothes off, including those nylons and her panties. Thus most enticingly nuded, he gives her a serious feel up and spanking combo, then leaves her hanging, literally.

After much buttock wiggling and struggling, the mighty Chef ascends the stairs and announces dinner will soon be served. Outraged and powerless, the tough girl agent is soon trussed and gagged incredibly tightly at his table! Now then, the starter is either octopus or squid. What will the mmmmmpppphhhhing struggling lady be having? Sir Ian leaves her tied up at the table to mull-it over (sorry) before returning and shoving a huge apple into the wriggling bitches mouth just as far as it will go. Thus massively stifled and gurgling, the hot, muscular captive is groped up some more and left to strain away.

Later, and she is carried about before being wrapped into a very snug hogtie on Sir Ians legendary banquet table and left to continue to chow down on that thick juicy apple in her gob, stretching her jaw to breaking point, while her host heads off to find the biggest chunk of cloth he can find. When he returns, he shoves it as deep as he can into the threatening agents mouth and then most sincerely indeed wrap gags her with tough mega tape. Damn, that shiz is on TIGHT! Now Agent Love is left to really go crazy, working up quite the appetite for most of us actually, as she repeatedly body pops and grids away sensationally on that table. After a ton of hot, supremely gagged struggling, dinner shall be served. Wonder who it (Uh, we mean WHAT it) will be! Mwuahahahahahahhaha #longpig
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A college student sits in front of her computer, obsessively combing through websites about serial killers. She has been researching them for month---both in books and computers. It is not a project for school--just for her.

Today, she is excited because her internet just got repaired. The guy just left and she was back, surfing. She eventually finds some pictures and video of murder victims. She is extremely turned on by this and starts to masturbate.

The internet man was sneaking back into the room behind her and at the right moment, attacks, yanking her out of the chair. There is a struggle, but finally she is out.

He takes her into her bedroom. She is hogtied and unconscious When she wakes up, he is circling her menacingly with a wooden bat.

She pleads for her freedom, but he is quiet and focused. She decided to appeal to him the only way she knew how--sexually. She could tell he was interested in her. And, so, he took the bait and explored her body as she was tied on the floor.

He takes her to her bed, and lets her suck his cock for a while. Eventually, she is frustrated because she cannot get him off.

He is frustrated as well and walks off and starts digging through his bag. Finally, he tells her the truth. He is one of the killers she has been researching on. He was also in her house earlier fixing her internet. And now, the only way he can be with a woman, is if she is dead.

She starts to panic at the realization that this just isn't some rape-fantasy, but he means to end her life and fuck her dead body. No matter how many times she herself fantasized about the during her research, she could not even fathom it happening in reality.

He was on her quickly and as she fought, he gagged and covered her eyes.

Now he was ready. She had no idea what was about to happen. Then, it hit her--literally. Pain, scorching searing pain shot through her as he pummeled her with the bat. And just when she though he would stop, he would start again.

All over her young, small body, he bashed her with the wooden bat. Again and again---legs, stomach, head, nothing was spared.

She was going to die....she could not do a thing. She kept letting out noises--anything to prove she was alive, but that just made him hit her more. Soon, he whacked her several times in the back of the head and she was delirious Finally, he rolled her over and lined up the bat for the last time. Her face.

He let her have it with all his might---crushing every bone in her face until she was a bloody pulp.

Now she was dead and he was ready for her.

He spread her legs and fingered her a bit, noticing she was a bit wet. He rolled her over, raised her ass in the air and fucked her doggy style for a while.

Then, he flipped her back on her back, and fucked her missionary. Eventually he fucked her tits, then sprayed his load all over her face.

Now, he was finished. He laid a single rose on her as was his signature. Then, he destroyed her completely by shooting her in the head, spilling blood and bone everywhere.

Then, he left to find his next victim
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Cindy: The plan was simple. It was always simple. Last time, I was the cable guy and killed some bitch housewife in the burbs. This time, I was from the airport--delivering baggage to some chick. This plan was even better because I was actually expected and I even had her fucking luggage. The guy who was really suppose to bring it--well, he's fucked.

So, I get there, I knew she was a chick cause I already riffled through all the bags the dude had in his truck until I found one--on like this one. The clothes smelled sweet and young. Pink vibrator---I knew it was some sweet chick with a nice tight pussy.

So, she opens the door. I was right. Cute girl--super cute. I was going to have so much fun fucking her.

We did the pleasantries. I got her ID, she walked to the couch and that was when I pounced, tossing her like nothing the smacking her. She fell to the floor, knocking her head. She was out.

Easy as pie.

I tied her hands behind her, then put clear packing tape over her mouth.

I stripped her top off the set her back on the couch. I tormented her with my blade for a bit. I loved the scared look in her pretty doe-eyes. I was already hard.

Soon, we were in front of a mirror so she could watch herself as I ran my blade on her soft, perfect young skin. I cut her bra off...her titties were nice--perky.

I made her suck my cock. I was ready to explode then, but held on while the scared little bitch did her best to give me head.

I had to have her. First, I bent her over the desk and ficked her from behind. Then, I flipped her and fucked her so she could see me. Man, she was tight--TIGHT!!!

So, after a bit of that, I fucked her over on a chair, she rode my cock, it was great. Then, over on the couch, I went on her missionary style.

Later, I had her hogtied on the floor. I was admiring her, and my rope work. I knew it was tight and she was really uncomfortable. I took out an old polaroid and snapped a shot. Showed it to her--instand developing---cool shit. She was freaked. I snapped a shot on my phone....maybe put it on the net someday. No one would ever know.

But, alas, all fun things must come to an end and I had other bitches to find and kill. So, I wrapped a rope around her neck and pulled. I pulled tight and she struggled, her body contorted, her toes wiggling. Her eyes here wide, her mouth taped over with clear tape, foam in her mouth. Wow, this bitch was lasting a long time. She was fun to watch.

But eventually, she slowed down and finally was still.

I pushed her over to get a look at the eyes. Man, I loved the eyes and hes were great. Just Cindy's mom ing, sad, and so, so gone.

I grabbed my stuff and left.


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is marched into the lair with her elbows slammed tightly together behind her back, bound in rope. Her mouth has been tightly packed and sealed shut with layers of cellophane tape. pushes her over his table and grabs her ankles and binds them tightly together. Her wrists are then tightly tied and he pulls her to her feet. Ropes are wrapped over her shoulders and run down her back to her bound wrists. He then jerks her arms up into a strict chicken wing with her elbows jutting out and her hands pinned to the small of her back. toys with poor cute girl , forcing her to hop around to watch her big tits jump and jiggle in her tight top. He then pulls her tits out of her and hop back over to the table. cute girl sits on the edge of the table to rest and watches helplessly as sorts through a pile of rope. He ties a rope around her waist them pulls the rope down between her legs, buring the rope deep in her lacy panties and splitting her pussy in two. He then wraps more rope around her chest, framing her big tits before binding them tight. The ropes are wrapped around the base of her huge tits like a tourniquet, choking them and causing them to swell and bulge. Then another rope is wrapped around both of her tits, cute girl yelps and cries in pain as her big tits are bound tightly together. He makes her hop around once again on her bound stiletto heels to watch to see if her brutally bound tits will still bounce and jiggle. He pushes her over his table, cute girl sobs and cries into her gag trying to keep her body weight off her brutally bound throbbing tits. pushes her up onto the table and lays her on her side then pulls the end of her crotch rope down to her bound stiletto heels. He jerks her legs up into a cruelly tight hogtie, the pressure of her bent legs pulls the crotch rope deeper into her pussy. He rolls her over so that she is on her belly with her massively bound tits hanging over the edge of the table. cute girl is totally helpless and can barely move as she is left teetering over the edge of the table.


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has captured leggy Cindy's mom roaming the hallways of the hotel, subdued her and carries her limp body slung over his shoulder into his room for play. Cindy's mom hangs like a rag doll as he carries her over to his bed and tosses her onto the bed. He flips her body over onto her belly and ties her wrists tightly together behind her back. Then her ankles are securely bound with more ropes. Cindy's mom begins to recover as he ties off the knots, dazed and confused she tries to understand what is happening to her. She is about to scream for help but is ready with a large red ball gag which he stuffs into her mouth and straps it in tight. He pulls her to her feet and wraps ropes around her upper arms then slams her elbows tightly together and welds her arms together with rope. With her elbows secured and crushed together behind her back he pushes her back down onto the bed. More ropes are tied around her forearms, fusing them tightly together. Then a rope is run from her bound stiletto heels to her wrists for a cruelly tight hogtie. Cindy's mom sobs, begs and cries on the bed helplessly hogties. pets and caresses her as she sobs into her gag. He leaves her alone to go get some drinks, promising to return later to party.

hey, your daughter owes me, and I am gonna get my payment out of you, heh heh heh


UARGGGHHHHH
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After attacking and murdering two hot coeds downstairs, he was attracted by the laughter upstairs and enters Roxxxy’s room to find Keeley tied to the bed and crying for home. What a lucky day he has been having and now he gets this young thing served right up to him. He settles onto the bed beside her and starts to caress her body…she thinks he is the other girl. But after a few minutes, he pulls her blindfold off, but as she starts to panic, he clamps his big strong hand around her neck, cutting off her air. She immediately goes crazy, bucking and trying to breath. He just observes her twitching form….after murdering two other girls, he was more curious of the process. He did not really have to try to hard to cut her air off….her hands were tied. This was too easy. She managed to get her arms free, nylons dangling off each wrist, she fought viciously. He let her slip by him and she tried to squirm onto the floor. He grabbed her leg, her body twisted about, but she broke free and then he had her on the loveseat, be she was quickly back on the floor. He grabs her finally and half shoves; half throws her onto the bed. Then he is on her big time—he is not playing around anymore. He claps down on her neck and squeezes hard. She just went crazy, her legs twisting—she knew it was go time and was trying so hard to live. But, he would not let her—he never let anyone live. That was not the plan. He kept on her as her body bucked and jerked and her legs twisted this way and that—feet digging into the bedding, hand clawing at his arms, sweat covering both of them. Her face was red, her eyes open and tongue lashing out for air. She eventually started slowing and he watched her face closely until she finally went out, still, dead.

Roxxxy comes into the room and immediately notices something is not right, but before she can react, he knocks her out. She falls face forward over Keeley’s body. Perfect, he pulls her ass up and starts doing the coed from behind. Roxxxy begins to come to, so he grabs one of the nylons and wraps it around her neck. As soon as she realizes what is happening he tightens the garrote. He continues to do her as she struggles for air. She is in a difficult position. She has to use her hands to hold herself up over Keeleys body, in a perceived effort to get air. She tries to use one had to reach back at her attacker, but then starts to lose balance. It is a strange situation, but the killer certainly does not mind. He is able to fuck this college bitch without too much injury, not that anything could hurt him. She weakens in this position, trying to hold her head up. Eventually, he slumps forward as he continues to have his way with her dead body.

When he is finished, he flips Roxxxy over, still laying on Keeley. He then does some exploration. Eventually he grabs the nylon tied to Keeleys wrist and holding it like a puppet string, manipulates her hand, rubs her tits and spanking Roxxxy’s ass. Too much fun for one day. He reposes the bodies, the goes around and plays with them some more before posing them and leaving.
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you going home to mother, Cindy

ARRGGGHHH


Cindy is cranked up into a cruel strappado with her elbows slammed tightly together behind her back. A large red ball gag that spreads her jaws wide open has been jammed between her teeth. leaves her dangling by her wrists in the cruel strappado to go grab more rope. Cindy struggles desperately to escape, kicking at the winch in a futile attempt to free her wrists from the chain. But her struggles are in vain as returns with more rope. He pulls her big tits out of her crop top. Ropes are wrapped tightly around the base of her poor tits, like a tourniquet, causing them to swell up like to ripe melons. More ropes are then wrapped around both of her bound tits as he ties her tits tightly together. He grabs more ropes and ties a rope around one of her knees, then a long rope is tied to her ankle. Cindy screams into her gag as her leg is pulled up off the floor and frog tied. Balancing on one stiletto heel hanging in the strict strappado she struggles helplessly as he pulls her knee up and using the rope tied around her knee he tethers her knee to her brutally bound tits. Cindy is left struggling to keep her balance on one stiletto heel while trying desperately to keep her knee raised to prevent her leg from pulling and stretching her cruelly bound tits


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Cindy's mom: What a wonderful gift I found upon entering the barn. my daughter Cindy with her tongue and nipples stretched to the max. A note adorning her chest tells me that my hunter had left her for me. My first thought is to how long she's been there, on her knees with her arms behind her back.

She's on her belly with her arms bound together behind her. Her knees are bent and each thigh is tied to her ankle. I want to see her cunt so I spread her knees with a metal spreader and open her as wide as I can. I pull her hair back to her arms so she either pulls at her hair viciously or she raises her arms uncomfortably. I insert an asshook and attach it to her arms. Now she's caught pulling between her tender asshole and her delicate scalp. Then I fill her cunt with a rubber cock on a stick before teasing her with a vibrator. Before she's able to cum I remove the vibrator. She makes her first mistake and protests. My response is a hideous barbed gag that slides down her throat. Then I get to my real work; punishing her feet with a cane.

Her ass is my next target. With her legs pulled up to a post I can whip, flog, cane, and otherwise beat her ass, back, and feet. Her ass is so sweet it just begs to be penetrated. The dildo takes a second to go in, but it makes a nice pop as it does and elicits a beautiful scream from her throat. The dick on a stick fucks her ass to a chorus of screams. The vibrator betrays her true feelings though. As the squirt flows from her pussy she scream and shakes. The spanking adds to her pleasure and she floods the floor with her juices.

Still cum: she’s tied to the floor, caned, and whipped. Painful clothes pins pinch her milky white tender flesh. The string connecting the pins is tied to a rope holding her legs up to the pulley and now she has to hold them up herself. That’s not going to be so easy with the singletail slicing at her beautiful round butt. She holds out as long as she can, but the pain is too much and she kicks her legs out ripping the pins off in an excruciating display.

Finally her nimble body is tied into a ball. Her pussy and asshole are completely exposed leaving her feeling vulnerable. Her neck is tied to the floor with just the right amount of pressure. Her clit is tortured with the vibrator and a hard metal shaft penetrating her tender pussy. She cums again and again causing her already sensitive clit to become red and even more tender. Most people would let enough be enough, but I want her to squirt again. The hitachi does the trick with a thick cock fucking her cunt. She’s beyond cummed out and yet the squirt keeps coming.

When my hunter gives a gift it really does please. All I can think to do is share the prize. Tied to the floor sweaty in a pool of her own cum
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rock has been watching Allison's house for a while now.

He watched as her parents left for vacation, and knew the young girl was to be left alone in their big house on the hill.

He grabs his bag and sneaks in through the back door while she's out. He takes off all his clothes and puts on a mask, chloroform in hand, ready to strike.

Allison comes home, talking on her phone, she hangs up and goes to the kitchen to get a drink, that's when Rock sneaks up behind her and grabs her.

He attempts to put the chloroform over her mouth, but she manages to break loose. He chases her down and grabs onto her and puts the rag over her mouth, knocking her out.

He starts to fondle her unconscious body, plays her pierced nipples and fingers her tight pussy. He picks her up and carries her into the bedroom where he ties her wrists above her head and ankles spread apart, then puts a bit gag in her mouth.

She starts to wake up and see's where she is, and starts to struggle, but Rock shows her the big massive knife and she shuts up, letting out small whimpers as he cuts her clothes off and goes to lick her tight young pussy.

He goes to his bag and grabs a big dildo with a handle and starts to fuck her with it, she screams through her gag as he pounds her with the fake dick, then he grabs a vibrator and starts to rub it on her pussy, forcing her to cry out in orgasm.

He teases her, taking the gag off and shoving his dick into her mouth, then goes down to fuck her.

He thrusts his dick inside of her young pussy, and pounds her deep and hard while she pleads and screams. He keeps fucking her until he cums inside of her.

He knocks her out again with the chloroform, then hogties her. Once she wakes up, her rapes her mouth until he cums all over her face.

She begs him to let her go, and that she won't tell anyone, but Rock doesn't believe her. He talks with her, making her think he might consider freeing her, while he sets up his rope to strangle her. He wraps it around her neck and pulls, tightening it, making her gag and kick her hogtied feet, but it's no use.

After she's died, he unties her and lays her in bed, and tucks her in. A great little surprise for mommy and daddy.
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bank manager is being held hostage in her home by one of the three thugs that had invaded her home. The other two had left to go rob her bank while the leader stayed with Cindy's mom in case they needed a hostage. They have her tied up tight in ropes and gagged. The brute tied her so tight that poor Cindy's mom can feel her elbows rub up tightly against each other behind her back and feel her forearms fused completely together. More ropes circle her chest, shoulders, belly and arms fusing her arms to her spine. The masked brute pushes her onto her sofa bound and gagged and orders her to stay put while he goes to find some beer. But Cindy's mom has no intention of cooperating as she struggles to her feet and looks over at her front door. She judges that she could be up and out the door in less then a minute if she doesn't make to much noise in her escape attempt.

She looks around and listens to see if she can see or hear the mask brute, then she sneaks carefully to the door trying not to make any noise in her stiletto heels. She makes it safely to the door and tries to reach for the door knob with her numb fingers, Cindy's mom realizes that she has had her arms so tightly bound for so long that her hands have lost sensation, she fumbles with the door knob desperately trying to open it but the door won't open. She then figures out that the dead bolt is locked as well, she struggles to reach for the dead bolt but with her arms pinned to her back she has to strain in the ropes to reach it and with her hands numb she can barely feel anything. Her ill fated escape attempt ends in failure as the masked brute hears her and discovers her before she can get her door open. He grabs her by the throat and drags her back to the living room. A rope is then tied to rope around her belly then pulled down between her legs. She protests into her gag as the crotch rope is buried deep in her panties and pantyhose, splitting her pussy in two. The end of the crotch rope is tied to her wrists, further restricting her arms behind her back. Then her tits are pulled out of her blouse and a rope is tied between her tits to the ropes around her chests.


Then to her horror the fiend begins to bind her big beautiful tits with the rope. The rope is wound around the base of her tits like a tourniquet, biting deep into the soft flesh at the base of her tits. Cindy's mom looks down in horror, sobbing and crying, as her tits begin to swell and throb in pain as the tight ropes are wound tightly around the base of her breasts. He pushes her down on the sofa and leaves to go find more ropes. Cindy's mom is in shock with disbelief at what is happening to her, and with her arms so strictly bound and her breast throbbing from the tight ropes and can barely move. Her captor returns with more rope and ties her ankles tightly together then pushes her down onto the sofa, he sits down and places her head in his lap and admires her strictly and cruelly bound body. He tells her that she is going to pay for trying to escape but first he needs to find that beer. He gets up and leaves her alone again, this time Cindy's mom has no chance of escape, she can barely move, and her poor tits are throbbing and beginning to turn colors. Tears of pain, terror and frustration well up in her eyes as she realizes the helplessness of her situation

you going to gimme the money, mom

ARRRGGHHH

and after that gonna molest you, heh heh heh

NORRGGGHHHH
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The district attorney was in hiding. Stuck in a hotel room, a policeman outside, waiting on food delivery, she expresses frustration to her friend on the phone. It was only a few weeks ago that her temporary secretary was attacked, kidnapped and brutally murdered. Shortly after that, some poor university girl was killed---just for publishing a story. She was a good girl. A cheerleader, an honor student. Murdered over something she had no connection to. Before that, another student was murdered at the same school and prior to that, that reporter. Of course, what started it all was the female cop---that poor poor cop. Now she was a target. But she was strong and would get through this.

A knock at the door. Ahh food--finally. But as she opened the door, her worst nightmare was realized. It was not the delivery man or the police officer. They were both likely dead, she thought, in the moments before he plowed into her, knocking her too the floor. And now, she feared, she would be dead soon too.

He was relentless, beating her to a pulp, kicking her across the floor--slamming into the fridge, dishes shattering around her. He dragged her into the bedroom. She was delirious with all the hitting.

On the bed, he tore off her business suit. She was momentarily sad, remembering it was a quality product. She would get another if she lived through this. He hit her again knocking her out. He then spent time, touching and rubbing her, looking at her pussy, fingering it. She was #6 and it was getting to the point where he was forgetting his purpose. He was almost on autopilot. An attack dog, then a lustful animal. He ravaged her, so sexy, so beautiful. He would have so much fun with her.

She woke up, sobbing and begging as he fingered her wet pussy. When he tired of this, he ball gagged her, then tied her spread eagle to the bed. He got out his favorite toy. His tazer. She saw it, know what it was instantly. She panicked, begging through her gag, pulling back from him. But. she was not going anywhere and he started working her over. She reacted intensely to each jolt, her muscles tensing, her body shaking. Ne made no sound while the shock was pulsing through her. She could not. The moment he released it, she was panting and moaning. If only she could curl up unto a ball and make this all go away. He worked her over for a while until she finally passed out.

He cut off her bra and panties. Then, he explored her body some more before flipping her over and tying her arms to her legs in sort of an easy access hogtie. No, the real hogtie--the one for the cops to find--for his legacy--would be done later. This one was for his pleasure. So, he spent a while, fingering her now very wet pussy. He fingered her and licked her until she finally woke up.

She was begging and pleading through her gag. She would tell him everything. He laughed as he held the tazer again. OF COURSE she would tell him everything. They ALWAYS told him everything. That was not the point. THIS was the point--and he started all over again. Once again, her body responded--tensing up, releasing, moaning, breathing. He did this over and over. He liked watching her shake and spasm--watching her boobs shake and the muscles in her legs twitch and convulse.

She went out again. He splashed some water in her face, abruptly waking her. She was done, spent, about to just completely detach. But, there was nothing she could do. HE was not done. HE was not going to let up. So, he tazered her some more. She desperately wanted to tell him the final persons name and so he let her. Might as well. And with that information--the potential end to his quest, he finished tazering her, then shoved his cock in her mouth.

After a bit in this awkward position, he place her on the bed in a doggy pose and rammed his cock deep into her throat. She could really take it well, slime and drool pouring out of her mouth every time he pulled out. Now, properly lubed, it was time to fuck her. And so he did, fucking her hard, hard, hard, as she moaned and cried.

But then he did something he had not done before--something new. He rolled her back--her face down, her ass in the air. It was if she knew what he wanted and she tensed up, prepping and begging him not to--but he did. He fucked her ass--sodomizing the district attorney who helped put his family in prison. He fucked her tight ass until he could not take it any more--until he shot his load up her ass. Then he shoved her off of him like garbage. She cried and cried as he left for a while.

Now, she was tied up, in a proper hogtie. This time, her hair was also tied back, pulling her head back. This was perfect, because now he wanted her to get him off again. His libido was working overtime, his lust for violence of this sort was harder and harder to maintain. He, of course, promised to let her go. She had to believe him. Why not. Either he would, or he would not. There was no risk in doing what he asked to try and live. And--that was the best part. They did their very, very best to survive and he got a fucking awesome blowjob. And, at the end of this fucking awesome, drool injected, gag heavy, throat thrusting blowjob, he let it all out in her pretty little mouth--filling her up with his hot cum. Of course, they always pushed it out and that was even better, watching his cum, HIS fluids drool out of the poor girls mouth. Priceless.

Of course, she would not live and the look in her eyes was evidence that she knew the score. But, what the hell. She had a good ride. He looped the rope around he neck and pulled. Her body tensed up. While her mind may not be in survival mode, her body was, and she shook and spasmed like crazy. Her face turned beet red, her eyes cringed, mouth twisted and veins popped out. She struggles as hard as a person could in a restrictive hogtie. When it was done, he let her slump forward, head hanging off the bed, drool oozing out onto the carpet of the cheap hotel they were in.

He spent plenty of time untying her. He liked this process. She was quiet--well, dead. He liked the quiet and they way the warm body just did whatever he wanted. He got all the ropes off, then posed her on the bed for the cops to find. Another Hogtie Killer victim. It would be near the end, unless he could find some more on his way to California. It was a long road ahead and you never know who your gonna meet.
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Emma arrived at her Grandma's house like she did every other day for the past several years. At just 18, Emma was a good girl, and smart, already having a scholarship to a the states prestigious university where she was going to be entering their medical program. Today, however, streets smarts would have been the best type of smarts to have, for when she knocked, the big bad wolf answered. An unknown male stranger opened the door and smiled at her---she trusted his story completely. Her grandma needed help and had a caregiver that attended to her needs 6 hours a day. Typically, it was a woman. Today it was a man, or so he told her. He was subbing for a few days...she believed him completely, which is why she did not anticipate what happened next.... He knocked the little bitch to the floor...oh my god, he could not believe his luck. After luring the 30 something caregiver lady to the shed and slicing her head open with a skill saw, he went back in and the grandma...too easy. He was just about to search for valuables when this girls knocked at the door. Oh my god, she was incredibly hot...and young. He really had no plan, no course of action--he'd usually watched a house for a few days, see the pattern--swooped in and out, sometimes leaving a body or two and move on. This was defiantly a bonus. With 4 hours left on the caregivers shift, he could take his time. He admired the young girl for a while, still in high school no doubt, looked brainy---probably the glasses. He leaned down, sniffing her slowly---oh, she smelled pretty.

He moved up to her neck, sniffing her teenage scented body spray---bubblegum or sweet tangerine something or other. She had some glitter on too. Yum. He rolled her on her back and spent a long time feeling her body, first through the clothes, then slowly removing the them. At one point, he has to set her up to remove her shirt. Her skin was tan and soft to touch. He ran his tongue over her, finding her perky nipples and gently licking them. He wanted to take his time, savor it all. He removed her pants, the underwear. He looked at her pussy, then went down and had a taste. Finally, he rolls her over, unzips his pants and starts to have sex with the unconscious girl. Later, he picks her up and cradle carries her over to the chair--placing her nude body in it. He goes behind her and pulls out one of his favorite ligatures--wrapping it once around her neck. He gently wakes her up. She is petrified and cannot move or make barely a sound. She looks up at him in fear. He tells her what he did, just to help build up the terror--he liked terror. When he was ready, the ligature became tight and she became very, very mobile. She tried hard to fight, trying to dig her fingers on the cord, while attempting to get some leverage with her feet and legs. He stood strong, though, and held her tight with the cord--digging into her soft neck flesh. Her mouth wide open--tongue lashing for air, she kept struggling. Her eye, wide with terror, he could tell she wanted to live so, so much. He wanted her dead and did not let go. She fought hard, but was losing her energy...slower, slower she became. The look of terror became more of a plea and by the end it was of acceptance. She would die soon and there was nothing she could do. Though her mind had accepted her fate, her body fought on as best it could. Her legs kicked out--spasming along with quivers in her chest and arms. Finally she slowed way down until is was just light little jerks. Then, nothing. She was still. He removed the cord--the redness where it had been was very evident. He looked her her dead face...her eyes staring blankly back through her glasses. She did not move, no reaction. he had killed many times before, but this one was special, very special. He ran his hands along her body, at one point, he picked up her foot, feeling it, putting it against his chin. He picks her up and carried her around the room a bit, then heads of to Grandma's bedroom to spend the rest of his time with her.
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mother is an executive secretary who has more knowledge than is good for her, and now someone wants her to give it up. mother always knew this day might come, and she has mentally prepared herself to endure whatever is done to her. She listens to various threats as her hands are tied and she is made to kneel. More rope is added, gripping her upper body and biceps. She is gagged with microfoam tape wrapped around her head before her thighs and ankles are bound. Finally, she is placed in a hogtie and left to think about her situation. mother tries to find the knots in the ropes binding her wrists, but they are concealed. Her fingers claw at the ropes in futility but there is nothing she can do to escape. At last, her interrogator returns and asks her if she has reconsidered. When she shakes her head "no", he warns her that things around about to get worse for her. Next, we find mother secures to a chair with zip ties, her ankles attached to the cross support of the chair at seat level so that her feet cannot touch the floor. Her wrists are tightly secured to the chair legs just below the seat as well, making her lean forward. She sits there is discomfort, gagged and blindfolded, until her captor enters and removes the blindfold. When mother still refuses to cooperate, he humiliates her by unbuttoning her blouse and pulling it down off her shoulders, exposing her bra. He pulls her skirt up to reveal the tops of her stocks and her white panties. Once again, he leaves mother alone, now in this disheveled state, to await further interrogation when she is tired and her will has weakened.

mother is carried into the lair over 's shoulder, with her elbows cruelly tied and crushed together behind her back she struggles helplessly kicking her stiletto heels begging and crying for help. teases and torments her before putting her down and stuffing a large ball gag deep in her mouth and straps it in tight. He then attaches her bound elbows to a rope hanging down from an overhead pulley and cranks the chain taut. He leaves poor mother struggling at the end of the chain as he goes to get more rope. mother struggles frantically to get free from the chain and escape before returns with more rope. She kicks futilely at the winch in hopes of dislodging the chain and hopefully free her bound elbows from the chain. But her struggles are in vain as returns and binds her wrists tightly together. Then a rope is tied around her waist and pulled down between her legs and buried deep in her panties, splitting her pussy in two. The end of the crotch rope is tied to her bound wrists and pulled tight, pinning her hands to her ass. Then to her horror he ties a rope around one of her slender ankles and pulling her foot up to her ass he frog ties her leg forcing her to stand like a flamingo on one stiletto heels. As she struggles to keep her balance the crotch rope saws and slices itself deeper into her pussy. mother begs and cries into her gag for pity but leaves her alone in the cruel bondage.


mother 's crotch rope is tight and the crotch rope is attached to her wrists, so when she pulls it gets even tighter. It also does not help her as her legs are bound with ankles tied in a crossed position ,making it almost impossible for her to stand. mother has nice natural shapely breasts and large nipples. The ball gag is on extremely tight. A nice highlight is when mother kicks at the door with her heels as it shows of her long legs. You may have scene mother on some TV shows and movies as she is also a professional actress in real life. On screen gagging by me, her daughter, Cindy.

mother: UARRGGHHHHH
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SAUGERTIES, N.Y. -- Authorities say a 22-year-old woman died after she was thrown from a horse and the animal fell on her during an equestrian show in the Hudson Valley.

The Daily Freeman of Kingston reports Rebecca Weissbard was pronounced dead at the scene at Horse Shows in The Sun in Saugerties on Wednesday.

Police say the woman from Manorville on Long Island was on her second run through a 10-hurdle course and had just cleared the first hurdle when her horse struck a cross pole. She was thrown from the animal and it fell and landed on her.

Weissbard had previously won a gold medal at an international equestrian competition.

A spokeswoman says it’s the first fatality at the show.


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URGGGHHHH URGGGHHHHHH

shut up, Cindy



Mom: The hated clover clamp have been mercifully taken from her swollen and abused clitoris only to be reattached to Cindy 's nipples which is done in a close up to make sure you get the FULL EMOTION of this intense scene. "Pleeeease no" she quavering pleads, her thighs shake with fear, pain and apprehension but she has no choice but to endure the clamps and after being attached she is left to dangle by her wrists and again, the emotion is so raw, so gut wrenching you'll feel sorry for Cindy . As she dangles the sobbing girl goes up on her toes to desperately try and relieve the stress her shoulders are enduring, she continually whimpers and sobs and it gets worse when I approach with the leather belt I removed from my pants and snap it right in Cindy 's face to up her terror. She knows it's coming which only makes the tension worse but she doesn't have to wait long...the belt is WHIPPED across her tender ass over and over and over leaving bright red welts on her snow white ass and she sobs in agony yet she knows this is deserved and has no say in the matter. When the beating is through Cindy is deeply gagged after her arms are let down from the strappado and you can see the agony in her face from the tortured position she has been in and again in incredible close up images. Then a long length of rope is wrapped around her chest, squeezing her pert and abused titties and is used to wrench her crossed and tied wrists high up behind her back putting the suffering girl in yet another cruel position for the next phase of her torture


Mom: Cindy 's brutal punishment continues as her arms are being retied in great close up scenes, you can see the drool fall from her pried open mouth, the angry welts from her belt whipping are very evident and she is whimpering in very real fear and misery! Once he is bound Cindy is pushed against the wall, her legs are apart and she is cruelly and brutally FINGER FUCKED and that's not all, when I take my wet fingers from her cunt I rub them against her lips forcing Cindy to taste her own juices, she resists but is helpless to stop me from doing it several times until I'm satisfied. From there the near sobbing girl is put on the filthy concrete floor where I tie her left leg in a frog tie and then the abused young girl is told to lay on her side and spread her thighs so I can get a good look at her oh so inviting pussy , hehh heh heh

ARRGGHHHH
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