The First Of Many

Torture phone sex

There we were.  Just you and I, and our special guest.  I will never forget how they looked as we waited for them to wake up.  I also remember how your cock jumped when I slapped her down on the floor of the van.  She was knocked out cold.  I even took a moment to pull her tiny t-shirt up and run my tongue over those puffy nips, before climbing into the passenger seat so we could take off. 

Once inside I had to almost laugh because you were extremely excited.  You just kept walking over here, messing with your belt trying to get your zipper down.  The fact that your hands were shaking made it possible for me to step in to shoo you away.  You had wanted this for so long that I didn’t want you to waste it.  This one would matter, it would be your first.   I wanted you to take your time, enjoy it.  Go too fast then you would look back with regret.  I didn’t want that for you.

We drank some beers in silence.  Then those eyes fluttered opened, the look of panic on her face made your dick grow again.  I went over and whispered in her ear, telling her some of the things that were going to happen to her.  The tears started, I licked some of those salty drops from her cheeks while looking at you.  You downed another beer then got up. 

She was tied so tightly to that chair, the sound of those chair legs scraping around the floor as you made her scream will live on in my memory forever.  The abuse to the flesh was amazing, I didn’t think she would survive it, she did though.  Then we moved her to the sofa where she was made to scream again, over and over until I had to stop her screaming once and for all.  You thrusting into her, violently as my fingers slipped around her throat.  I wasn’t sure which you enjoyed more, the sound of her neck snapping or the unbelievable orgasm you had.

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