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He quickly rushed in. The cunt was sitting on the couch, daydreaming as usual. He knocked her out quickly with the chloroform. As he tore off her top and hand his hands over her form before wrapping her for transport he thought--there would be no going back...he had crossed that line.

And, they did not have a violent relationship--they just fell apart, she became bitchy, he just tried to hid, watched a lot of TV in the den. But, something changed after the divorce--he bagain to obsess about her. She had no idea what he had become.

At the place, he tossed her down on the mattress, smelling her body, touching her--wanting her. He stripped off her shoes, then pants. He pulled off her panties, then smelled her sex. He went down on her, fingered her.

It was time.

He woke her up. The gun in her face, she saw him and was confused. He was never violent, never. She calmly talked to him, but he kept the gun--it might be loaded. He wanted her to suck his cock. She would--whatever it took to calm him down. What was wrong with him---soon she would find out.

She did a good job, she always did. He took it all into, running her lips and tongue on his hard shaft--drooling, slobbering, lapping up his pre-cum, making it as good as she knew she could.

She notice the gun was set down now as he faded away into this heavenly BJ, but she was cuffed. She needed to wait and see. This could just be a game. It could be over. He was never violent. Never.

Now he wanted her and it was time to finish want he started. He made her climb up on him, her pussy was warm and tight, she felt so good.

She was concentrating on fucking him, doing it well. She was actually, secretly liking this gave in some wierd way....she had no idea what was happening.

He had the shoe lace and quickly wrapped it around her neck---yanking her back. Now, it was go time--no going back--no ever.

She freaked out, struggling hard. The garrote dug deep into her neck, her face turned dark. She reached for the gun, he laughed. It was not loaded. It was a prop. He did not need a gun for this.

Now he could see the panic..the fear. That was what he wanted. He coild stop now and be happy that he achaived his goal, but he knew he had taken it to far. He was going to keep going and he was going to enjoy it.

He twisted her around, now her head off the bed. Her eyes were wide, mouth open. Her face dark red, the garrote digging deep into her flesh. He started lapping at her pussy, giving her pleasure while she *********.

It lasted a while, him, eating her out, tight garrote, her feeling pleasure, pain, fear, hopelessness. Then, she started to fade and it just became hopelessness.

After a while, he realized, she was dead. He looked up at her, removed the garrote, then fucked her. He fucked her dead cunt hard, then flipped her over, and fucked her some more. Finally, he emptied his load all over her ass.

He gathered up his things, got dresses and left, leaving his dead ex-wife, violated, ********* and covered with his cum.
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ex wife has captured and taken to the lair, with her elbows slammed together behind her back and bound and ropes she walks blindfolded as the Hunter pushes her along. Her hands flail about uselessly trying to find a wall to get some sort of bearings on where she is. ex wife sobs and cries into her gag as he pushes helplessly along. He stops and pushes her down to sit on an old industrial cart. He pushes her back down onto the cart and ties her wrists together then removes the blind fold but leaves her tightly gagged. ex wife begs and pleads with her eyes and moans and cries into her gag as a rope is wrapped around her tiny waist then pulled down between her legs. Once again he pulls her to her feet and centers the crotch rope so it splits her pussy then feed the rope up her ass and between her bound wrists. ex wife is pushed back down onto the cart and laid on her side. The end of the crotch rope is now pulled up from her wrists and feed between her bound heels and she is tightly and brutally hogtied. The excess rope is then wrapped up her forearms and then pulled up and around her throat. He pulls the rope tight around her throat threatening to choke her if she struggles too much. ex wife lays on the cart helplessly hogtied as the Hunter gropes and molests her helpless tight body before wheeling her away on the cart to her unknow fate.


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