Red gagged and choked and shook her head frantically, but in an ever-decreasing manner. I fucking love her. She was here for some tender love and care. Yeah. and then my Little Girl. I bit my way in my slut’s inner thighs until I was only inches away from her pretty, shaved tight pussy, covered only by the thin fabric of her meagre underwear. My eyes are full of water. After a long, shuddering orgasm my Little Girl dropped back into the water, exhausted. “Great job today,” she beamed at me, “See you next time.”
I smiled back, but my mind was already ticking over. He can kill her like he killed me. Momentarily I focus my attention on the pale scars that she wore so willingly, marks of her captivity that redden a little when the water covers them. I know we want to hurt if he’s going to kill us. Pushing. Home. He thinks I am his. Wank but edge only and drip. This was essential for the next part of my plan. “I … I am close to her. Spittle. “That poor fucking chamber maid.” We both laughed. This time her agony was ecstasy.
