The Joys Of Observing Torture Sex

torture sex angieI stopped in my tracks and was on full alert.

Not moving a muscle I listened.

I know I heard it.

There it is again.

Muffled.

Clearly the sound of a cry that is being muffled by a hand or gag. The sound is unmistakable.

My panties are getting wet and I follow the sound. Stopping every now and then to make sure it is getting closer.

Peering through the branches I see him.

Smiling.

Eyes glowing with evil satisfaction.

Under him lay a body.

Young

Naked

Beaten

Bloody

His dick is standing at attention facing her.

Bouncing happily.

Pre-cum covering the tip.

Covered in her blood.

Silently I watch as he administers his own special brand of hell. Savage torture sex for her. Erotic, powerful pleasure for him.

Masturbating to the scene before me, I am aroused vicariously through him and he doesn’t even know I am there.

Finally he tires of her and leaves her there.

Bound

Broken

Barely breathing

Her eyes fill with tears and the hope is evident when she sees me emerge from the trees. She feeds the twisted fire with in my soul with her optimism.

I walk towards her and gently run my hands over her tattered flesh. Her blood is thick and beginning to congeal in places.

My cunt is pulsating.

I can’t resist any longer.

I pull my pants off  while removing the dirty towel from her mouth I replace it with my cum soaked panties.

I begin to rub my wet pussy hard against her bloody, swollen and bruised cunt.

I hold the knife to my tongue feeling the sharp tip of the blade waiting for the explosion that is near.

As my orgasm grows closer so does her end.

I will feel her body spasm as she takes her last breath under me, my cum flowing onto her flesh as life leaves her body.

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