I roughly stuffed the gag into her mouth and pulled the wide Velcro strap tight. In the gloom I could see the white of her eye get bigger as she began to realize there was no escape and the shock of my assault wore off to be replaced by fear and dread. Her hands were easily secured behind her back with a nylon cable tie and once I had tipped her half into the boot – her skirt riding up tantalisingly – I did the same to her ankles. I slipped the black velvet drawstring bag that served as a hood over her head and wondered if she could smell the stale perfume and make up from the others that had been in her position; the thought making my cock lurch that extra notch to it’s hardest. What had the last one been called? Teresa. That was blowjob it. She was tall, slim and athletic, her struggles and my retribution now a sweet memory. Pulling the duvet around her I slammed the boot shut before opening the two driver’s side doors. Devil jumped in and immediately began sniffing at the back seat as I quickly started the engine and drove carefully out of the car park. I was soon following the signs for the airport and shortly afterwards pulled into the long Hardcore drive that leads to the old cottage in Knutsford my parents left me. What the cottage lacked in creature comforts – central heating for instance – it made up for it with that most precious of commodities, privacy. I parked the car at the side of the house and opened the back door before opening the boot and cutting the tie holding her legs. She didn’t struggle as I pulled her out of the boot and onto her feet. Her japanese head was hanging forward and I could hear rasping sobs coming from inside the hood as fear and the lack of oxygen combined to subdue her. I gripped the back of her jacket and pushed her into the kitchen, locking the door behind me. I started to push her through the kitchen and up to the stairs but she was difficult to control, bumping into the table and then the door frame as she started to resist. I turned her towards me and swiftly punched her in the solar plexus, not too hard, just enough to knock the breath out of her. As she slumped forward asian from the blow I hooked my shoulder into her waist and lifted her in a fireman’s lift before carrying her up the stairs and into what I laughingly called the guest bedroom. My guests have not always appreciated the time and trouble I have taken to make their stay with me memorable but I think of it as part of the service. The solid oak door has been altered to take a five point lock, the window has tight fitting internal shutters, the floor and walls have been covered with acoustic underlay to deaden the sound but it’s the bed I’m most proud of. Made from scaffold poles it is bolted to the floor with the ‘headboard’ extending to the ceiling both for stability and to provide a variety of fixing points for the shackles that I provide for the ‘comfort and security’ of my guests. Spotlights focus on the bed as do two cameras linked to the pc for recording that can be played through the tv downstairs. Throwing her down onto the bed I was able to look at her properly for the first time. She was smallish, 5’2” but had a reasonable figure. Her pleasing bust was an outstanding feature but I was sure there would be plenty more to enjoy. She was dressed for business in a smart grey suit, black blouse, tights and flat black shoes. I wondered what she did? Maybe a receptionist or something, meeting and greeting people with a warming smile, all the time wondering if her next guest would be someone that had wanked over pictures of her naked body on a website at the weekend. Turning her onto her stomach I cut the tie holding her wrists together and pulled of the short grey jacket off her shoulders. She started to struggle so I put my knee onto the small of her back while I undid the button and zip on the back of her skirt. Once the zip was open I just gripped each side and pulled hard, ripping the skirt in two and leaving her in just her tights, underwear and blouse. I rolled her over onto her back and grabbed her left wrist. Attached to the bed were two chains with wrist bands at the end and I fixed one firmly around her wrist, doing the buckles up as tight as possible. Moving around the other side I did the same with her right wrist before pulling off the velvet bag from her head. Her eyes were bulging out of her head, Hairy tears were streaming down her face and she looked terrified. Looking at the situation I really could not see why. She clearly wasn’t a virgin, I’d seen her on the internet advertising herself as a cunt for fucking, what was wrong with me? I gave a little sigh and pulled out my lock knife. Opening the blade caused more whimpering and struggling against the chains and I was tempted to give her a slap to quieten her down. Instead I opted for the reasonably approach and just started to talk to her calmly “Carol, I’m not going to harm you. Not at all. She felt herself wanting to put her hands on him. My dick throbbed hard. • Hardcore Fuck yourself with a half full beer bottle of 3 minutes. “Make yourself at home. Do you think your mom takes it up the ass?” He wanted to make her moan even more. Now she stood there with her beautiful buttocks in her panties full of pee: it was a white one with a blue flower on her pussy. Henry sighed. It was going on six in the late afternoon and Mom had arranged to meet me after work as she had booked a late appointment with a Doctor Meadows whom she apparently knew. As I stepped through the doorway asian I was shocked to find her sitting on the table in nothing but her shorts and bra. He was impressed and asked if he could have her phone number, and perhaps they could talk or FaceTime (since he was also an Apple owner) during her absence while she was onboard. Beth pulled her top out of her pants and pulled it over her head. “Here’s the hundred each for the show this morning, and an advance on next week’s pay. “Oh, thanks, Ms. Evans,” I said, my voice strangled. Soon, Abby rode me harder, finally screaming in orgasm blowjob as Jo continued her milking. I slapped her ass loudly. I smile knowing that she's fine. Just for you!" He soon found her entrance, and greedily pushed into her. All girls' pussies.” She shrugged. "Many ladies of these part can vouch for me being great in bed, what do you Hairy say?" he asked, his faced filled with a horny grin. 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