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He follows her up the stairs.
When they reached the top he opens the door, she walks inside and waits for his instruction.
Closing the door behind him he walks over to a chest of drawers in the far corner
of the room, aside from this and an aged burgundy sofa, the room is quiet bare. Leaning down
he opens one of the cupboards and takes out a small wooden wine crate and length of rope.
He brings the box to the centre of the room and gestures for the girl to stand on it.
He coils the rope and tosses one end over the beam above her head, in the other he fashions a
Hangman's noose. She stares at the noose, understanding it's implications, then she glances
up at him, then back to the noose. He asks if she is ready, and she nods. He walks back over
to the dresser and opens one of the draws, taking out a set of handcuffs. He tells her to hold
out her wrists, she does, and he fastens the cuffs tight around them. Still holding her by the
cuffs he picks up the noose and ties the rope to them, about four inches above the slipknot,
before placing it over her head.
She is panting now.
Her breath comes in short excited gasps as he takes the free end of the rope and gently pulls
at it, taking up the slack.
Her arms slowly raise, the noose lifts her chin pressing on her throat until she is stood
straight backed, arms over her head.
Tying off the free end to a cleat on the wall, the man walks back to admire his work.
Her lithe body almost stretched, taut like the rope. The tension in her eyes mirroring that in
the room. He smiles and slowly runs a finger down her face, under her chin, down over
her breast and stomach. He pauses at the hem of her dress before pressing between her legs.
She is warm.
Her breathing increases again, his fingers tease at the mound of flesh beneath the fabric.
She is wet.
His hand resumes it's journey, squatting down he brings his other hand to bear and together
they trace the contours of her legs.
Holding one ankle firmly he slips off the high heel on that foot. Without the shoe to stand in,
she is forced to stand on the balls of her feet. He admires her leg as the already defined poise
gains muscle definition, glancing upwards he can see her chin jutting a little further out, and
her brow creased with strain. He takes off the other shoe. Holding her high heels in one hand
he stand up and slowly walks around her, nodding to himself with approval of the sculpture in
front of him.
She watches him cross back to the dresser, placing the shoes on it's counter he opens another
draw, and then stops. Shaking his head he walks back to the strung girl.
Standing in front of her, he runs his hands over her body, squeezing, smoothing and gripping
her supple flesh. Her nipples already swollen, harden, pressing through the thin fabric of her
dress. He rubs them with his thumbs while clasping her petite frame under the arms.
Sliding his grip downwards he reaches the edge of her dress, slowly and deliberately
he hoists the clingy material over her hips so that it bunches at her waist. He holds her
gaze for a moment, suddenly, and without warning he tears off her underwear. The sudden
force takes her off balance and she swears loudly as she catches herself. The man holds her
roughly by the throat, and forces her tattered undergarments into her mouth. She can taste
her own arousal on them.
Her breathing increases, but with her mouth full she is forced inhale through her nose, and she
begins mewling without realising. Short sharp sniffs of air. All she can smell is her own sex.
He smiles at her, but it's without warmth. His eyes are cold.
He returns to the dresser's open draw and takes out a black role of tape, a small wooden case
and red dildo. Still smiling, he crosses back to the whimpering girl and placing the case on
the floor flicks the dildo on.
The soft buzzing fills the room. She is aware of it; and then the sensation. It starts at her
knees and moves up, slowly, a gentle vibration, now between her thighs, higher, she tries to
push down to meet it and succeeds only only in choking herself on the noose.
He teases her for a while, legs shake and her body twitches, her eyes plead with him, before
he finally plunges it up inside her dripping hole and a guttural moan fills her throat.
He tears off a few lengths of the tape and secures the toy, half to her leg with rest buzzing
happily in her.
She wriggles, and sobs. There is no getting away. A small dark heat forms deep in her loins.
He circles her. Inhaling her sweet heady perfume, taking the time to listen to her a****l like
breathing and muted cries.
The heat in her becomes larger and brighter.
He continues to circle, her hyperventilating becomes louder and more frantic. Her eyes have
started to roll back into her head.
He leans in to her ear and asks if she would like to come. She nearly pulls her head off
nodding to him, acknowledging a desire in the most basic of language, not even words.
He smiles, reaches around and flicks the vibrator off.
She visibly relaxes as the room goes quiet.
He leans down and picks the case up from the floor, opening it he shows her a variety of
different sized butt plugs, about five in all. He shows each of them to her in turn starting with
the smallest, about the size of a small carrot, up to the largest, more like a lemon.
He takes the smallest plug and explains the rules of the game to which she agreed.
He explains how he is going to plug her asshole, and turn on the vibrator. He tells her she
must not come without his permission, and that she may ask for it but only when the orgasm
is almost upon her. He smooths the hair from her face, and asks if she understands the rules.
She nods meekly.
He grabs her firmly by the chin, and wipes the small plug around in the spittle and snot which
has accumulated by her mouth and nose, smearing her lipstick. He uses it to push her
underwear deeper into her throat causing her to cough and gag.
He asks if she is ready, and she blinks in response. Releasing his grip on her face he walks
around behind her and squats down, reaching for her pert young ass.
With his left hand he spreads her buttocks, exposing the small pink ring. Teasing it with his
forefinger he brings up the plug and presses it to the knotted flesh, slowly applying more
pressure until suddenly with a muffled gasp and jolt of her body it disappears deep up her
most private of holes. He twists it ensuring a snug fit then reaches between her legs and flicks
the toy back on.
Sensations flood her.
The shortness of breath has made her dizzy and sensitive.
The buzzing toy relights the heat in the base of her stomach.
The plug causes her ass to clench spasmodically.
Soon the heat spreads inside her, everything is hot, everything is tingling, from her asshole to
her cunt, impossible to escape. She feels the heat begin up her spine as her legs start to
wobble, knowing she is close, she has just enough time to grunt before she slips and the noose
silences her.
He flicks the vibrator off, and helps her back to her feet.
He reaches behind and tugs at the plug, it takes some force but soon slides out.
He replaces the plug in the case and takes out the next size up.
He shows it to her, its slightly thicker than the previous.
He returns behind her and inserts the plug. She squeals from somewhere in her throat, and
jerks her hips forward. He switches the vibrator back on.
The buzzing returns to her ears but she can't hear anything. Waves pulse up every nerve in in
body, she closes her eyes as the heat returns, burning in her ass, filling her holes.
She lasts maybe five minutes before she starts to thrust and twitch, he hears her grunt.
He pulls the plug out firmly and turns off the toy.
He repeats the process, over and over.
On the fourth plug, she tenses and the vibrator falls out of her. He tries to replace it with the
tape, but her cunt has soaked down her legs.
Cursing he removes the panties from her mouth and uses them to dry the inside of her thighs.
She gulps air before he roughly returns the rag to her throat.
He tapes the vibrator back in her, and switches back on.
The taste of cunt in her throat, sends her to the edge almost immediately and he removes
the plug to silences her cries. He repeats the process.
The last plug goes in reluctantly, but she is now pushing back, trying to sit down into it.
It pops up, and the buzzing returns. She speaks in tongues from somewhere behind the gag,
thrusting her hips forward and back to some invisible assailant.
Every nerve in her ass and cunt burns like a bright white star, her whole body shakes. She is
aware of a scream from somewhere in her throat but has no idea how she is doing it.
He turns off the vibrator, and pulls the large plug from her ass.
She gapes. Her assholes twitches and winks at him. He spits at it.
Standing up he unzips his fly and takes out his cock, and strokes it hard.
Gripping her waist he presses his swollen end on her tattered shit hole.
Again she pushes back, and he teases her, pulling away.
Slowly he inches up her, much slower than any of the plugs. Much deeper too.
Her moan returns, more of a growl this time. He is balls deep inside her ass.
He seems bigger than the plugs, hot as well, she can feel him pulsing and throbbing inside her.
He draws out in in one swift movement, out all the way, before plunging back in.
He begins fucking her.
Deliberately deep.
All the way out.
All the way in.
She screams, the heat consuming her whole body.
She screams and cums, hard.
He feels her sphincter spasm on his length, as he continues to drive it and out of her.
Feeling his own end approaching, he kicks the box out from under her feet.
She dangles by her wrist and neck.
As the noose tightens, he lets go of her hips.
She hangs speared by him.
Before she passes out she feels her bowels fill with his load.
White hot semen fills her.
Afterwards he lets her down, and carries her gently out of the room.
Opening her eyes she looks at him dreamily.
“I love you”.
When they reached the top he opens the door, she walks inside and waits for his instruction.
Closing the door behind him he walks over to a chest of drawers in the far corner
of the room, aside from this and an aged burgundy sofa, the room is quiet bare. Leaning down
he opens one of the cupboards and takes out a small wooden wine crate and length of rope.
He brings the box to the centre of the room and gestures for the girl to stand on it.
He coils the rope and tosses one end over the beam above her head, in the other he fashions a
Hangman's noose. She stares at the noose, understanding it's implications, then she glances
up at him, then back to the noose. He asks if she is ready, and she nods. He walks back over
to the dresser and opens one of the draws, taking out a set of handcuffs. He tells her to hold
out her wrists, she does, and he fastens the cuffs tight around them. Still holding her by the
cuffs he picks up the noose and ties the rope to them, about four inches above the slipknot,
before placing it over her head.
She is panting now.
Her breath comes in short excited gasps as he takes the free end of the rope and gently pulls
at it, taking up the slack.
Her arms slowly raise, the noose lifts her chin pressing on her throat until she is stood
straight backed, arms over her head.
Tying off the free end to a cleat on the wall, the man walks back to admire his work.
Her lithe body almost stretched, taut like the rope. The tension in her eyes mirroring that in
the room. He smiles and slowly runs a finger down her face, under her chin, down over
her breast and stomach. He pauses at the hem of her dress before pressing between her legs.
She is warm.
Her breathing increases again, his fingers tease at the mound of flesh beneath the fabric.
She is wet.
His hand resumes it's journey, squatting down he brings his other hand to bear and together
they trace the contours of her legs.
Holding one ankle firmly he slips off the high heel on that foot. Without the shoe to stand in,
she is forced to stand on the balls of her feet. He admires her leg as the already defined poise
gains muscle definition, glancing upwards he can see her chin jutting a little further out, and
her brow creased with strain. He takes off the other shoe. Holding her high heels in one hand
he stand up and slowly walks around her, nodding to himself with approval of the sculpture in
front of him.
She watches him cross back to the dresser, placing the shoes on it's counter he opens another
draw, and then stops. Shaking his head he walks back to the strung girl.
Standing in front of her, he runs his hands over her body, squeezing, smoothing and gripping
her supple flesh. Her nipples already swollen, harden, pressing through the thin fabric of her
dress. He rubs them with his thumbs while clasping her petite frame under the arms.
Sliding his grip downwards he reaches the edge of her dress, slowly and deliberately
he hoists the clingy material over her hips so that it bunches at her waist. He holds her
gaze for a moment, suddenly, and without warning he tears off her underwear. The sudden
force takes her off balance and she swears loudly as she catches herself. The man holds her
roughly by the throat, and forces her tattered undergarments into her mouth. She can taste
her own arousal on them.
Her breathing increases, but with her mouth full she is forced inhale through her nose, and she
begins mewling without realising. Short sharp sniffs of air. All she can smell is her own sex.
He smiles at her, but it's without warmth. His eyes are cold.
He returns to the dresser's open draw and takes out a black role of tape, a small wooden case
and red dildo. Still smiling, he crosses back to the whimpering girl and placing the case on
the floor flicks the dildo on.
The soft buzzing fills the room. She is aware of it; and then the sensation. It starts at her
knees and moves up, slowly, a gentle vibration, now between her thighs, higher, she tries to
push down to meet it and succeeds only only in choking herself on the noose.
He teases her for a while, legs shake and her body twitches, her eyes plead with him, before
he finally plunges it up inside her dripping hole and a guttural moan fills her throat.
He tears off a few lengths of the tape and secures the toy, half to her leg with rest buzzing
happily in her.
She wriggles, and sobs. There is no getting away. A small dark heat forms deep in her loins.
He circles her. Inhaling her sweet heady perfume, taking the time to listen to her a****l like
breathing and muted cries.
The heat in her becomes larger and brighter.
He continues to circle, her hyperventilating becomes louder and more frantic. Her eyes have
started to roll back into her head.
He leans in to her ear and asks if she would like to come. She nearly pulls her head off
nodding to him, acknowledging a desire in the most basic of language, not even words.
He smiles, reaches around and flicks the vibrator off.
She visibly relaxes as the room goes quiet.
He leans down and picks the case up from the floor, opening it he shows her a variety of
different sized butt plugs, about five in all. He shows each of them to her in turn starting with
the smallest, about the size of a small carrot, up to the largest, more like a lemon.
He takes the smallest plug and explains the rules of the game to which she agreed.
He explains how he is going to plug her asshole, and turn on the vibrator. He tells her she
must not come without his permission, and that she may ask for it but only when the orgasm
is almost upon her. He smooths the hair from her face, and asks if she understands the rules.
She nods meekly.
He grabs her firmly by the chin, and wipes the small plug around in the spittle and snot which
has accumulated by her mouth and nose, smearing her lipstick. He uses it to push her
underwear deeper into her throat causing her to cough and gag.
He asks if she is ready, and she blinks in response. Releasing his grip on her face he walks
around behind her and squats down, reaching for her pert young ass.
With his left hand he spreads her buttocks, exposing the small pink ring. Teasing it with his
forefinger he brings up the plug and presses it to the knotted flesh, slowly applying more
pressure until suddenly with a muffled gasp and jolt of her body it disappears deep up her
most private of holes. He twists it ensuring a snug fit then reaches between her legs and flicks
the toy back on.
Sensations flood her.
The shortness of breath has made her dizzy and sensitive.
The buzzing toy relights the heat in the base of her stomach.
The plug causes her ass to clench spasmodically.
Soon the heat spreads inside her, everything is hot, everything is tingling, from her asshole to
her cunt, impossible to escape. She feels the heat begin up her spine as her legs start to
wobble, knowing she is close, she has just enough time to grunt before she slips and the noose
silences her.
He flicks the vibrator off, and helps her back to her feet.
He reaches behind and tugs at the plug, it takes some force but soon slides out.
He replaces the plug in the case and takes out the next size up.
He shows it to her, its slightly thicker than the previous.
He returns behind her and inserts the plug. She squeals from somewhere in her throat, and
jerks her hips forward. He switches the vibrator back on.
The buzzing returns to her ears but she can't hear anything. Waves pulse up every nerve in in
body, she closes her eyes as the heat returns, burning in her ass, filling her holes.
She lasts maybe five minutes before she starts to thrust and twitch, he hears her grunt.
He pulls the plug out firmly and turns off the toy.
He repeats the process, over and over.
On the fourth plug, she tenses and the vibrator falls out of her. He tries to replace it with the
tape, but her cunt has soaked down her legs.
Cursing he removes the panties from her mouth and uses them to dry the inside of her thighs.
She gulps air before he roughly returns the rag to her throat.
He tapes the vibrator back in her, and switches back on.
The taste of cunt in her throat, sends her to the edge almost immediately and he removes
the plug to silences her cries. He repeats the process.
The last plug goes in reluctantly, but she is now pushing back, trying to sit down into it.
It pops up, and the buzzing returns. She speaks in tongues from somewhere behind the gag,
thrusting her hips forward and back to some invisible assailant.
Every nerve in her ass and cunt burns like a bright white star, her whole body shakes. She is
aware of a scream from somewhere in her throat but has no idea how she is doing it.
He turns off the vibrator, and pulls the large plug from her ass.
She gapes. Her assholes twitches and winks at him. He spits at it.
Standing up he unzips his fly and takes out his cock, and strokes it hard.
Gripping her waist he presses his swollen end on her tattered shit hole.
Again she pushes back, and he teases her, pulling away.
Slowly he inches up her, much slower than any of the plugs. Much deeper too.
Her moan returns, more of a growl this time. He is balls deep inside her ass.
He seems bigger than the plugs, hot as well, she can feel him pulsing and throbbing inside her.
He draws out in in one swift movement, out all the way, before plunging back in.
He begins fucking her.
Deliberately deep.
All the way out.
All the way in.
She screams, the heat consuming her whole body.
She screams and cums, hard.
He feels her sphincter spasm on his length, as he continues to drive it and out of her.
Feeling his own end approaching, he kicks the box out from under her feet.
She dangles by her wrist and neck.
As the noose tightens, he lets go of her hips.
She hangs speared by him.
Before she passes out she feels her bowels fill with his load.
White hot semen fills her.
Afterwards he lets her down, and carries her gently out of the room.
Opening her eyes she looks at him dreamily.
“I love you”.
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