 She came to sometime later to find herself in a bed not her tarts own. Glancing around in confusion, she struggled to remember how she could pics have arrived here , and what she was old doing in someone old else's bed. She tried to rub the sleep from her eyes, only to find that her wrist was tied, secured to the oldtartspics bedpost. Awareness hit her old like a slap in tarts the face, and Shelley gasped as she remembered the burgulry and tarts the kidnapping. A shudder went through her and she fought to supress a sob of despair. Here oldtartspics she was, alone, tied up and helpless, at the old mercy of some crazed unknown man, who jpeg probably meant old to rape and oldtartspics kill jpeg her tarts. Panic seized her in a death grip jpeg and held on tight. Shelley's breaths came hard and tarts fast, and her tarts heartbeat oldtartspics banged in her chest with the rat-tat-tat-tat of machine gun old fire. Just when she thought she would lose herself to the terror, she seemed pics to hear her loving husband's old voice in old her mind. It's all old right, Shelley . Don't be afraid. Everything will be okay old. No one will ever pics hurt you while I'm alive old, I promise you that. Just relax and stay calm. I will find you and rescue you . Just believe in me.
 The man tarts laughed again. "Are you fucking stupid pics or something? Do you think I went through all the jpeg trouble old to pics get you here alone old, naked, and helpless, just to pics let you go? Oh no, baby. I plan on old having some jpeg fun with you old first."
 The masked man was gone.
 Shelley soon tarts began old to old bit pics her lip, trying to fight the overwhelming pleasure building up within her. She was nearing a climax, the likes of which she had never felt before. Only her husband and oldtartspics Master oldtartspics, Jon, had made her feel this way before, and part of her felt oldtartspics a deep shame that oldtartspics a stranger was able to take her to such heights so easily. Suddenly, she knew she had to fight it, she had to resist him, she had old to fight the sensations tarts, and fight HIM old with all her strength old. He was about to make her cum. something only her Master could old now old do. If she pics lost control to him, if she climaxed ridingn his cock, she knew, somehow, that he would own her old. Struggling again in her bonds, she began fighting desperately, trying to push him off, trying to hold out against his relentless pumping oldtartspics, shouting, screaming her old denial of pics submission to this stranger.
 Shelley cried pics out then, orgasming, arching her back painfully as everything old faded from view, everything old but the image of her treacherous, devious husband old, her oldtartspics strong, dominant, controlling Master, the black dressed man pics, her captor, her lover, her old savior tarts, and her torturer old, all old rolled into one. The sensations overwhelmed her oldtartspics and she shuddered uncontrollibly for several minutes as orgasm after orgasm ran through her body. I held her gently in my arms, caressing her face old, kissing oldtartspics her old again, but gently this time pics, lovingly. Unable to hold on much old longer, I pumped away inside her until I felt her clench tight in orgasm old again, then I joined old her old, shooting my oldtartspics load deep inside her hot wet slit. Gasping for breath old, I held her as old we both drifted slowly back down to earth.
|
