LETHAL LOVING

By M.M.

That day began like any other day. The firm was at its best, people running all around, telephones ringing and faxes coming like crazy. Everybody was so busy and cheerful, everybody but me. It was me who had the dullest and most stupid job in the firm. Standing all day behind the reception desk wasn't really anybody's idea of fun. This was a part time job during summer pause and I was so determined that this is going to be my last year at college. I've been going there for 6 years now and was tired of it all.

My boss came in around 10:30, "Good morning ser" I said, and he replied, "Hi Bobby. Hey listen, today a new head of marketing department is coming, someone called Jones. I want you to be extremely nice and professional, ok. As I hear this one could easily get to be our boss next year so I think you know what I mean" and he went to his office. I knew what that asshole meant; we should all be kissing asses like he does. My father had some shares in here and he wanted me to work here regular after I graduate. This may be the reason I am still in school; I disliked that place pretty much so I stall my time at college.

It was around 11:15, I was checking some records from last week when I heard someone saying, "Good day!" I lifted my head and, what a surprise; "Marla?" I asked and she looked at me like she was trying to remember who I was. Finally she said, "Robert? Is that you, Robert Caine", she smiled and I said, "Yep, it's me but everyone calls me Bobby. How've you been Marla? I haven't seen you like for hundred years." Then it came to me; "Marla Jones was her name. Jones, like new marketing manager, anyway I asked, "What are you doing here? I didn't know that you're back, I thought you ere living somewhere back east, ha?" "Yeah, I am, at least I did until two days ago. I got the job here so I came back but my folks are still there. I thought that I'll find something new in this place but it's all the same, nothing changed. What about you? This is your job, here?" she asked that like in wonder. "Yes…well, it's only during summer, you know…" I was embarrassed now, "still in college", "College? You're joking, right?" she couldn't believe it but neither could I, frankly. "No, I am afraid not…I had some problems, you know, but this will be my last year, I promised that to my self" she wanted to say something but I interrupted," which job are you here for?" I already knew, "Marketing manager!" she said proudly. "My boss just told me this morning that someone by name Jones is coming today and that I am to be very polite and professional and…well, you know, just to kiss ass I guess. I never even imagine it could be you." She looked at me with a smile and blinked her eye, "well, I like that." "Like what?" I asked but she turned away and said, "Gotta go now, see ya!" I watched her walk away and said to my self, "No objections, I could kiss that ass anytime."

The boss arrived late as usual, "Hi Bobby!" he said cheerfully, "Hi boss, it's nice to see you're in good mood." "What's with you and that chick Jones, anyway?" I didn't know what he was talking about, "What do you mean boss?" "You know her?" "Yes, I know her, she use to live around here, we went to school together, and it was like million years ago. I hardly recognized her, but why do you ask?" he thought it for a second, "Never mind, you got to go anyway" and then he called, "Diane!! Come here and replace Bobby, will you?" girl came; he grabbed my hand and said, "Come on, let's go." "Go where boss?" he looked at me and smiled kind a sourly, "to marketing Bobby, to marketing."

To be a front desk boy was enough for me, but to be a Marla's secretary, now that was degrading. 'Bumpy Marla', that's what we used to call her at school. But she was no Bumpy anymore I can tell you that. She looked like Penthouse pet of the decade. Long and curly black hair covered her beautiful face. Although little skinny, she reminded me of that actress Diane Lane. She had great body, nicely shaped little ass and even greater legs. I couldn't take my eyes of those for she wore a mini and had some red high heels on. "HHmm…" she coughed, "Mind your own legs Bobby…for now" I blushed, I could feel blood running into my face like in jets. "I am sorry…I wasn't…" but she interrupted," yes you were, but never mind that now. I know you're not thrilled with working for me and if you refuse, that's fine with me. But look at it as a promotion, I can make it look good in your file, I just want to help. It's up to you to decide but I want you to know, if you decide to work here with me it'll be a hard work and you'll have to do variety of different stuff. I am a demanding girl and if you're not up to it, then…" she stopped and watched for my reaction. 'Not up to it?' I thought, 'come on sweetie, you don't know a thing about me'. "Ok, I'll do it, no problem" "Sure? I need you to be absolutely sure, I don't want to have to replace my secretary after a week" she smiled kind a wickedly, "don't concern your self Marla, that won't be necessary." "And Bobby, it is Miss Jones when we are not alone. Ok?" I bowed my head and said, "Yes miss Jones." She looked at me kind a cold and said, "I like that. Now let's begin. Go to the personal and see what they have for me, they just called." "Yes Miss Jones" and I went but she stopped me, "it's already noon and once I am done with that, maybe we could go and have a lunch together; that is if you're not busy." I was just about to ask her the same thing, "No, perfectly free" I said and left.

We went for Chinese, few blocks away. "So, Marla tell me, how is it that you became a marketing manager?" "Well, I graduated with honors and one small company hired me. I became manager over there in a year then the firm called me and here I am" she said and I continued, "and soon, I'll be running for the office." She wasn't pleased with what I said, "And you probably, as any other man would, have some objections when it comes to successful women, ha Bobby?" "No, no, I don't…I am really glad for you, I think this country desperately needs a lady president. Maybe there would be no wars then, we are always in some kind of war." We were silent while we ate our food and she said, "You know what, as I am a boss and a senior now, I say we don't go back to work today. It's Saturday anyway and no one will notice. Maybe we can take a walk around the town; I'd like to remind my self of past a little, what do you say?" "Well, if the boss says that we shouldn't work anymore…who am I to object." We laughed and after a while left the restaurant. I took her to the center and then we went to see our school. "Remember that teacher, Miss Spalding, she was a bitch I say, and I bet she still beats her husband." But she didn't agree, "Well, I liked her, just a few of us did. And it's not true that she beats her husband, the man was clumsy; he used to fall a lot." I looked at her and said, "come on, you know better, I don't think anyone is that clumsy to fall everyday and bruise him self on the face, always different spot." Then I brought up something that I maybe shouldn't have, "Hey, you know how the kids used to call you back in school?" I wanted to say but she interrupted, "I know and what do you mean boys, you never called me that, Bumpy Marla?" I defended myself, "No, as the matter of fact I never did", "Yeah right..." she said. "Look Marla, I need to tell you this. I don't want you get offended but, when we were in school, you really was an ugly girl" I noticed that she was angry, ready to jump at me and pull my eyes out, but then I said, "But now…" I waited, "What??" she almost yelled, "Now you look like…" I waited again, I liked provoking her like this, "Like what Bobby??" she was furious, she thought who knows what I am going to say, "You look like million dollars now Marla, really. I barely recognized you yesterday, you changed a lot" and I saw her calming down. "Hmm…thank you, nobody said to me that before. So, what else do I look like, ha? Bumpy?" she took the game now, "and remember; I am your boss now." "No, you don't look bumpy, I just told you; you're beautiful; you really are. And…" "And what?" she gave me that investigative look, "And you really look sexy when you act so bossy like just now". She looked at me kind a cold again and said, "Really? Hey Bobby, I can be bossy, I can be bossy a bunch, believe me" she said that like she was saying 'and I am gonna show you how much'.

It was all she said it will be, a pretty damn hard work. I never even imagined that so much was happening in marketing department. Sometimes, Marla was a real bitch, when edgy she was yelling and calling everybody names. But still, she was the very best in the business. We went out together everyday, sometimes only for lunch and sometimes we would spend all evening. I suppose we both knew that we were attracted to each other in some way, but none of us wanted to make a first move for a quite a long time. One day she invited me to see how she had arranged her new apartment. It looked kind a cold but I still liked it. We were sitting in her living room, having some wine and just chatted about old times. "I knew you all called me Bumpy Marla but that didn't bother me much. What bothered me was that all the boys just loved to pull my hair, all the time. You used to do that, too, haven't you?" she wanted me to feel guilty now, "You've had long red hair, what happened to that?" I asked, "Don't change the subject, you used to do it, too, answer me?" I didn't know what she wanted with this, "Well, yes, I think I did that once." "Just once?" she asked, "Yes once, I never liked doing stuff like that, I wasn't like the other boys." She smiled and said, "Yeah, I guess so. I remember one time everybody was harassing me, then you came and pulled my hair real gently and I asked my self 'what's wrong with this one'. If you didn't like doing it, why did you do it then?" "Hmm…I guess I didn't want everybody to think that I am some kind of wimp" I was like excusing my self. "You boys always have to be macho or something, ha? Well guess what, not all the women like that. Me, I'd personally always choose a gentle wimp then some macho bully asshole" we both waited a little and she said, "So, what are you Bobby, wimp or a bully?" I didn't want to answer that because it sounded like really stupid question, "I'd like you better if you were a wimp" she said. "A wimp, ha; you want me to be a wimp so then you'd like me? What kind of bullshit is that?" I thought she was provoking me now, "No I like you anyway, but…", "But what?" I asked, "If you were a wimp I would be able to feel better, I had enough bullies in my life" I didn't know what she was talking about and I said, " Well, I am sorry if you already had you disappointments with men, but we are not all the same. If you'll feel better I'll start to act as a wimp with you, you're the boss anyway, ha, ha…" I was teasing. "Will you?" she asked sweetly, "Will I what?" I asked back, "Be my wimp…" I didn't understand what she was after, "Be your wimp? What do you mean 'Be my wimp', what kind of game are you playing?" I didn't have a clue where she was getting at. "I am not playing a game, not yet anyway. Come with me…" she put our glasses on the table and led me to her room. Once we were in there we began to kiss and remove each other's clothes rapidly. She was kissing me very passionately, caressing me with her hands and removing my clothes at the same time. She was very anxious to get laid. Once naked we laid on the bed and I wanted to remove her shoes but she stopped me, "No! I always keep my shoes on during sex" I was pretty amazed by this but, hell, I didn't give a damn. She pushed me on my back and climbed and leaned forward so I could kiss her breasts. She had great boobs, medium but very round and very hard. I began to lick her nipples and she rubbed her pussy against my dick, "Oh yes, lick those, mmm" she moaned very laud. My dick was all hard by then and she just slipped her pussy on it, "Aahhh…feels so good" she began to ride me and we were both really horny by now. I was breathing heavily and she moaned so loud that I was almost embarrassed what the neighbors would think. She was fucking me very passionately and almost roughly and she suddenly stopped, "Give me you hand" she said and took my hand. She pulled some silky laces from below the cushion and said, "Don't worry, you'll like it" she then tied my both hands to the bed rail and went to the other end of the bed to tie my ankles. Once she was done she stood beside the bed and just watched me for few moments. I didn't know what was going on so I said, "Kinky, ha?" and she almost yelled at me, " SHUT UP! " she placed her hands on her hips and said, "try to untie your self!", I tried but I couldn't, those laces were silky but Marla knew the right knots. "Is this some kind of revenge for pulling your hair back then? I did it gently, you said so yourself." "Yes I know, but that was because you're such a wimp." "Come on, we are both grownups, if you like it kinky just say so, I'll probably go along with it" I said also I promise not to tell anyone. "Maybe you're right, maybe I am just kinky but that doesn't matter now, does it? You're over there and I am here, once again I am in charge" she had this calm and wicked expression on her face. I thought that playing along is probably wisest thing then, I was immobilized and couldn't compete with that, for what I knew, I didn't know anything what she was capable of. So I decided to keep my mouth shut and let her make the first moves. "Cat got your tongue?" she asked but I remain silent. "Hmm, ok then" she said and climbed the bed. I watched her beautiful body as she stood above me with her legs spread, she was really gorgeous. She placed her right foot on my chest and said, "Maybe I should walk all over you for starters, or…" her foot slide down to my groin, that freaked me out a bit. "Lets do a test, shall we?" she sat on my chest turning her back to me and took my dick between her shoes. She was light weighted so I had no problems with this. She then began to play with my dick and soon it was hard and erected, "Well equipped wimp" she just said and began to stroke it with her feet. "We'll soon find out if there is any chance for us" I didn't know what she was talking about but all this made me very horny and soon I was all moaning and breathing heavily." Mmm…haahh", "Oh, he likes it, how about that. Let's get this done." She said and began to stroke me very rapidly, 'Ohhh, yes…yeeesss, ahhhhaaa" and I came all over her shoes and my belly. "Ts, ts, ts, you naughty boy, look what you did" I couldn't believe that she managed to make me cum so quickly this way. I was confused because I didn't know what really turned me on. She stepped off the bed and went away to clean her shoes. She came back with some other red shoes on her feet. "So who's kinky now, ha? You just came like a teenager on a first lay and did so under my feet. You like being there don't you; under my feet that is?" She waited a little and said, "I won't beat around the bush anymore, I'll just come out straight, ok?" she waited and I said, "Please do." "You were right before, there is a kinky side of me…I like to be in charge" she then untied my hands and ankles. "I like to dominate men, that's where I get my kicks from" I stood up and went to get my clothes. We went for the living room and she asked, "Some more wine?" and I said," Sure, that'll be nice." I was still in shock from what she just did to me and from what she said. I had to admit myself that I had this fantasy about older women but that was when I was little. This was different, she was my age and I never saw this coming. "Go on." I said. "Well that's it, I just told you." "And what am I suppose to say now" I asked, "I don't know, say whatever you like." "What is it that you, exactly, want from me, I still don't know. You got this kinky thing in you but I know nothing about all this, I never…" I didn't know what to say anymore. "You ever had any boyfriends to dominate before?" she smiled and said," No, not really. I had boyfriends and I tried this twice but they ran away immediately." She bowed her head, as she was so disappointed. "Hm…who wouldn't?" I said and she replied silently, "You're still here" and I was, wasn't I? "So, what if, I repeat, what if I decide to go along with your kink, what then" I suppose she sensed that I just might and smiled cheerfully, "then I'll have to make you my slave" I opened my eyes wide in amazement, I already felt like one just being her secretary at work. "A slave??", "Yes, I mean, sex slave, it's all about sex anyway, I am not going to force you to pick cotton or something, ha, ha, ha." Damn, she was just irresistible. "So what do I do then" I asked, "Anything I say, that's what slaves are for", "And what about good old plain missionary fucking, ha? What about that?" I asked and she thought it for a while, "Well, if you are a really good slave I might fuck you from time to time, or let you fuck me" she gave me a strange glance . I decided to provoke a little, "Ha, I bet you have a basement full of leather and shackles?" she looked at me coldly and said, "Come, I'll show you something." She took my hand and led me to the door of some room I haven't seen before. "There is no basement in this building, but…" she opened the door and turned the light on, "here we are". Room was almost empty except for some strange furniture around and a closet. She opened a closet and I just couldn't believe what I saw then. It was full of leather collars, handcuffs, whips and crops, all kinds of devices for who knows what. I was stunted, I had no words to say except to swallow and let go a "Wow! Jesus, what's all that?" "My toys, our toys that is, if you want to try them" I suddenly felt very cold and slightly frightened. "This looks like pain, I am not sure I like it at all." "Aha. So you are a wimp after all, that's too bad." "What's that suppose to mean, I am a wimp if I don't like whips and chains?" I was angry, "No, but you are a wimp because you're afraid to try something new." "That's bullshit, I am not afraid to try, but…" and she interrupted me, "if you're not afraid then prove it to me." Now I was intrigued, "Prove how?" "Well, lets play for an hour and then we'll see if you're a wimp or not." I wasn't really sure about this but…, nobody calls me a wimp for no reason. "Ok" I said, "let's play" she smiled wickedly and said, "That's a good boy." She told me to strip and to wait here and she went to the bathroom. I looked around the room and thought 'what' a fuck am I doing?' I asked when she came back, "What are we going to do here?" and she said, "That's for me to decide". I was ordered to strip naked and stand still, "Ok, this blindfold is just for beginning, later I'll take it of" she placed it around my eyes, "and the handcuffs…" she cuffed my hands in front of me, "those will probably remain through the game." She buckled a leather collar around my neck and a weird leather strap around my waist, which also had a leather lace going down below my balls and back to my back. She pulled that collar and said, "Come on, follow me" she towed me into the middle of the room and said, "Now wait here a second" and she left. In a while I heard her coming back; her footsteps were now much lauder. "Ok, put your hands up" and so I did. She hooked some kind of shackle to the handcuffs and then pulled my hands up with something. She removed the blindfold and stood behind me at first, I saw that I was chained to the ceiling, all stretched upwards. When she came in front of me, she stood there for a while showing off her outfit to me. Her hair was now curled into a ball on top of her head, she wore black leather corset without the top so her breasts were bulging out. She had black leather panties and that was it except the shoes, which were also black and had very high heels with spikes on them. "So, what do you think?" "Oh, nothing much, just hangin' around, ha, ha…" I tried to make fun of her and that was really stupid. "Hmm…so you're a joker I guess, ha? I think I'll just give you a kiss for that" she came closer, put her hands around my neck and pressed her lips on mine. Just when I was about to return the kiss, she stepped on both of my feet with her shoes and lifted herself to increase weight, "AAoouuucch…Jesus!" I yelled, "Oh, I am sorry, I didn't mean to" she said, " bullshit, you did so!" it hurt pretty much and she came closer again and said, "No, I didn't…but if I did it would be like this" she kissed me again, this time much more hard and placed her heels on my feet. This hurt twice as much, she ripped a little of my flesh and I screamed, "OOHH, nooo, aaaarghh!" Suddenly I was so scared I was freaking out and without thinking I said, "Please, don't hurt me anymore." "Oh baby, are you scared? Don't be, aunt Marla will fix everything" she moved away and 'THAAM!' she slapped my right cheek so hard it was burning in an instant. "You see, I have to make sure that you won't make any more jokes, I have to make you obedient, otherwise it's all for nothing, except for the kick I get out of this. So, it's really up to you, if you are a good boy, then maybe I'll be gentle and if not…well, I have plenty of ways to make you a good boy." She stared right in my eyes, "I think you should let me go now" I said but she replied, "Oh, I am sorry but I can't do that, and please, don't ask why, ok?" but it just came out, "Why?" and 'THAAM!' she slapped my left cheek even harder, "You just won't listen, ha? Ok then…" she went over to that closet and took a leather whip from it. "Few minutes more and you will listen, I promise." I was out of my mind, "What are you doing? What you want that for…" I didn't even finish when I heard that whip cutting the air 'Ttsssamm…smack' she lashed it across my back, it felt like a torch against my skin, "NNOOOO! STOP, please I'll listen I promise…" 'Tsaaam…smack' the other one came and caught me across my ass cheeks, "AUcchh…" she just said, "don't make those sounds, I don't like it" and the third one lashed me across my ribs and my chest but I managed to bight my mouth and remain silent. "Now, that's better, you see, you are listening now. We are getting somewhere" she said cheerfully. "I think I'll let you off now, but remember, I haven't show you the worst yet and, believe me, you don't want to know about it" she removed that buckle from the cuffs and as my hands fell down they almost dragged me to the floor, too. I bowed down and gathered my strength a little and, after a minute maybe, I went towards her, I wanted to kill the bitch that bruised me like this. She saw my intention and suddenly her left leg swung some kung-fu move and hit me in the guts. "What 'a fuck do you think you're doing, ha?" I fell on my knees and curled down and she punched me at my temple so, that I fell on the floor. " YOU WANTED TO JUMP ME, DIDN'T YOU…YOU PIECE OF SHIT ? She was furious now, she kicked me in the ribs several times then she pushed me on my back with her foot, she stepped on my chest with her full weight. I thought that her heel would just rip thru my lungs, those were real killers. She placed her right foot on my neck; I thought she'd break it, "I could end your pathetic life right now" she said calmly, "But then I'd have to look for new slave, so I won't. She stepped of and placed her left foot on my temple, "this I where your kind belong, under our feminine powerful feet. I had to remain silent because this one could just fulfill her threats. "Well…are you a wimp or not, hmm? Are you ready to play this game or not? And better say yes, or else…" I didn't want to know what 'or else' means, so I said, "Yes, I am ready, whatever you say." "Now, that's more like it, but just for the record, that move was jit-kwan-doo, so don't try that again, ok…" she removed the cuffs from my hands and told me to lie on the bed that was near. "Stay here, I'll be back in a minute." She changed her clothes again, this outfit was normal, just a plain red dress and black sandals, her hair was now loose too. She brought some bottles, some cotton and a towel. "Ok, lay down, I have to check the damage I did" only then I looked around my body, I had whip marks all over, some bruises on my ribs and chest and still hot cheeks. As she was attending my wounds she said, "Shit, I messed you up good, I never noticed. I, definitely, have to throw away those shoes; those may just kill someone…" I knew she was smiling at me. "Ok, I think you'll be fine, not much harm done. Now, lets see what you just learned. I want you to give my feet a treatment, you know what I want, don't you?" I knew, so I kneeled on the floor and began to kiss and lick her shoes and feet. "Mmmm…yes, that' a boy, lick them, lick them good. Aha, lick those heels, too, yeess." As I was licking her feet I thought, 'Jesus, how sick she is' "Open your mouth, now!" as I opened she shoved her heel into them and said, "Suck on this and suck good!" I had to suck her heel for at least 5 minutes, she was moaning and she became very hot by this. "I want you to come up here and eat me, I wanna cum in your mouth. I want you to do a good job, and if I am not satisfied we'll do this all over again, is that clear?" "yes it's clear" I said, I might as well bring this to an end as I planned not to come back here ever again. She pulled me up by the collar, and grabbed my head. "Come" she said as she pulled my head between her legs, "Come and lick me, but slowly now, I'll dictate the pace." I began to lick her clit gently with a tip of my tongue. I knew from my previous girlfriends, that pussy eating was one of my better sides in sex, and so I figured maybe I could torture her little. It would be a sweet torture but sweet is better then none. "Ohhh…" she moaned and began to move her hips around, "Yess, lick it, oh yeah" I looked up at her, she was twisting her eyes and licking and biting her lips. "Oh faster, yeah…oh god!" she was almost orgasmic; rivers of cunt went down my chin. By now, she was rubbing her cunt on my face, "Stick it, stick your tongue inside…yeah, ahhhhaa" and I was really horny, too. My dick was hard as a rock, and my cum was yelling 'I want out!!' And then, she pulled my head towards her pussy hole like she wanted it all inside and, "OOHHH, I'M COMINNG, I'M FUCKING COMING…YEESSS, OUUUHH" and she came violently. She calmed down after maybe 20 seconds but still held my head forcefully against her crotch. I was hardly breathing; I almost lost all the air so I began to twitch my head left right; she was a very strong woman. "What...don't you like it there?" and then she released me 'uhaaaah' I breathed deeply. She looked at me like with pity in her eyes, "You can dress now; we are done." I went back to THE room and got dressed. She went to the bathroom and I used the moment and just left the place.

Once I got home, I couldn't close my eyes for a second. My wounds hurt but also I couldn't stop thinking about what happened this evening. I was now pretty sure that I won't be going over there anymore but problem laid at work. I had to go over there tomorrow and pretend like nothing happened, but afraid I won't be able to do so.

Around 9:00 am I went to the office. At first I thought of calling in sick and staying at home but that was impossible, that way I had to lye to Marla and she'd knew why I wasn't coming, so I went. "Hi Bobby" she said as I entered the office, "Marla" I replied. "You're late, don't do that again" she was sharp, "Yeah…ok, I won't, sorry. Look, about the other night…I think that I can't…" but she interrupted me, "We are not talking about that here and now, ok. That has got nothing to do with work, private things we keep for our free time." She was very bossy and strict, I couldn't object, she was the boss after all. 'I know' I thought 'I'll just ask for transfer to some other department' I figured that the situation was unhealthy in here, now, 'yes, the best thing to do is to go'. "Miss Jones, I need to speak about something" I said. "Sure, go ahead" "I'd really appreciate if you could ask for my transfer to some other position. I don't think I can work here anymore" I said and waited. "Wimp!" was the only thing she said. "What, what did you just say?", "Nothing really. Ok, if you want to go, go, but I need to tell you, this won't look good in your file. I'll make a call this afternoon, by tomorrow you're gone, is that ok?" "Yes, thank you, I appreciate this" I went for the door to exit the room but she called, "Bobby!" "Yes" I replied, "I' am really sorry about last night, it didn't go as I wanted it to go." I waited for a while, "Are you sure?" I asked, "About what?" "About that you are sorry about last nigh." She looked at me for few seconds and said, "No, I am not"

She called for me around 11:55, "Now is a lunch time, if you want to go that's fine but I thought maybe we could stay here and talk. Now we can talk about last night, what do you say?" "Well…what's there to talk about Marla?" I wondered what she had in mind now, "Well… I just thought that you might want to ask me some questions, I don't know. I know you were pretty surprised last night." That sounded interesting, "And if I do, you will give me a straight answer to any question, is that a fact?" "Well I guess I owe you that much." I gave it a thought and, "OK, lets begin then" I took my jacket off and sat on the couch she had in the office. She was still sitting behind the desk but she lifted her legs on the desk. This was just to provoke me, she had a really short skirt, and her legs were great. She saw me looking at them, "Like them?" she smiled. "I ask questions now." "Ok, shoot." I didn't know where to begin; last thing I wanted then to happen was for me to start asking stupid questions, I didn't want to make her feel superior or something. "Ok…lets see…when was the first time you felt that you want to tie someone up and abuse him?' I had to be direct, "Oho, direct, aren't we? Ok, I'll tell you. It was in high school, second year, when I actually did that. When I first wanted to do so, I cant recall." She was direct, too. "And… what happened between you two later?" "Well, I had good time then, but later, he died, so that was it" she said that like that was nothing, just mere occasion that happens regularly. "He died? Christ, what happened?" she was pretty calm considering, "That's not really important, is it? Maybe I killed him…, ha, ha." Nothing else I could of think at that time but 'this woman is sick'. "And until today, how often did you…, you know, practice this?" she replied calmly, "I don't keep a record, but not to often anyway. It's not easy to find a partner, you know." I imagined that was true. "And what do you expect out of your life, to whip and step on men for the rest of your life? What about love, family and that stuff? And friends, what about friends? Once they find out every one will think that you're some kind of freak, pervert?" she thought for a while and said, "tell me something Bobby, before last night, what kind of feelings you had for me, ha, tell me that?" she knew very well what she was doing, I did start to feel for her, "I don't know exactly, I guess I liked you, I wouldn't go around with you if I didn't." I was honest, no reason for me to lye. "So, if we could manage to forget last night, erase it completely, would you come to my place again?" I was confused now, "I thought that I'll be asking questions." I said, "Ok, just answer this one, please" "yes, I suppose I would, why?" "So, that means you still like me, ha?" and she was right, I did, "Maybe I do, I don't know, you did hurt me yesterday, you know. But I want to know how or why you become this…" I didn't know what to call her, "This kinky I guess. "I don't know; I didn't become anything; it was just there in me. It is something that turns me on, that's all. You asked for straight answers, so I' am giving them to you." She checked her watch and said, "Oops, it's working time again, we'll have to finish this some other time." "Ok" I stood up and went for the door, "Just one more thing…" "Yes" she said, "Did you kill that guy or not?" I had this strange feeling that she just might have said 'yes' but she just looked at me and blinked her left eye, "Maybe" she said quietly, "Now go to work."

That evening she called around 7:00 pm, I was just about to leave the house, "Hi Bobby, what are you doing?" "I was just about to leave" I said, "I have to go some place for an hour maybe; what is it?" "Oh nothing, just bored I guess. I don't know anyone anymore in this town, you're the only friend left" 'a friend, ha' I thought, 'she's up to something' but I felt kind of sorry for her anyway. "Ok, maybe we can go for a drink later, just don't bring any of those things from that closet of yours, you wouldn't want to scare me away, would you?" she laughed and said, "don't worry, how about same place as yesterday, half past eight?" "Sure, that's fine" I hung up and left. After an hour that we spent together I almost forgot all about what happened the other night, she was again that sweet and lovely girl. "So, you still live with your parents then, ha?", "In a way, yes. I live in a guesthouse just by the manor. I hardly see them anyway. It's a big property but I want to buy something on my own." "I hope that we can remain friends, Bobby? If we can't be more then that, fine, but I really need a friend in here." We were both silent for a while and she said, "Well?' "Yeah, sure, we can be friends. It's a shame tough." I wanted her real bad but I wasn't prepared for more torture. "What's a shame?" she asked, "That we cannot be more then just friends" I said. She watched me or a while, "Look Bobby, it is difficult for me, too, you know." She lowered her voice and came closer across the table, "I like sex just as any other person my age… and it is very hard to…you know… not having any" she almost cried, "sometimes I feel like a freak my self, you know what I' am saying? I really like you Bobby and I managed to make you despise me in only one hour" she released a tear, "Come on, I don't despise you; you just caught me by surprise, that's all. Maybe we could try again" I couldn't believe I said that, she lifted her eyes and said, "Really…I mean, are you sure?" I wasn't sure of course, "yes I am sure, but…maybe we should go to my place this time, ha? And this time we do it my way" she was thinking for few moment, "Ahhmm…ok, why not" buy now we were holding each other's hands.

We reached my place in about an hour and once we were inside we began to kiss very passionately and to remove each other's clothes. We quickly went to the bedroom and crushed down on the bed. As horny as we both were we began to caress each other with hands and kisses all over our bodies, very soon we ended up in 69. Marla was wet as a spring, "Ohhh…Bobby, yes, mmm, do me" and I, I was all ready to explode. She sucked me so hard I felt my balls would soon come out of my dick. I was sticking my tongue deep inside her thru any hole I could hit. "Suck it, yeaah…" I was hollering, "ohh, I….will come, yees" she was pushing her cunt forcefully to my face and I was shoving my dick deep down her throat. We both came simultaneously, "OHHH, yees" she yelled, I came so hard that I just lost my voice, I opened my mouth widely and just let a few, "Ah...Ah….AAAAAhhhhh." She crushed on the bed beside me and after few moments she said, "Jesus, we didn't manage to fuck at all. I never saw any man horny like this","Well…yes, I was in overload I guess, but you had your revolutions high, too, didn't you?" I looked at her and kissed her gently,"Night's still young…" "Yeah" she agreed. We both went to the bathroom, first her and then me. When I got back she almost fell asleep already, "Hey, you tired? Maybe we should go to sleep, ha?" I asked, "Yeah, I am a little wasted but I don't want to miss this…you know, you being so wild and all…" she smiled, "Oh, don't worry, that won't go anywhere" I was again ready to jump. I began to kiss her breasts gently and to massage her clit with my right hand. I slowly went down to hers belly button and I easily licked it, after few second my head was between her hips and I was sucking on her clit. She let out a moan, "Mmmm…nice, lick it, yeah", I began to circle around her swollen pussy lips and her pussy hole but she just wouldn't get wet. I tried to get her going for a few minutes but then she said, "Hmm…Bobby, a…maybe I am too tired, I am really sorry" she put her hand on my cheek, "Sorry…" she repeated. "It's ok, don't worry about it" I pulled my self up and lied beside her. "I am not really sleepy, it's just…I don't know…maybe we shouldn't of been so quick the first time, I feel like I just released something out, completely, and…" but I interrupted her, "don't concern your self, just rest, ok" I pressed my self against her back and put my arm around her waist. I expected us to fall asleep soon, but like me, she wouldn't close her eyes. After a while I asked, "Still awake?" "Yeah" she said. I thought of something so I said, "Hey, I have an idea" I got up from the bed and said, "Wait here." I was quick so she never managed to ask what, but I just ran out of the room. I spent maybe 10 minutes looking for some stuff and when I got back she asked, "What's this?" but I just said, "You'll see…" I brought her shoes, those were some black sandals with a high heel; I noticed before that she never wore any shoes without the heel. I had a brown leather belt, that was mine, and I picked up two pairs of stockings that were left by Sandra, one of my ex girlfriends. "Come on, sit up" I said, "Why?" she inquired, "Just sit up, ok, you'll see soon enough why." She sat on the edge of the bed and I put her shoes on her feet. Then I took the belt and made a noose of the end with buckle. I put that around my neck and tightened it just to fit. I looked at her and saw her eyes wide open; she was confused by my acts, now. I tore up those stockings and made for pieces out of two pairs and placed them on the bed rail to hang loose. I then took the other end of the belt and said, "Here, take this" she wouldn't at first but I insisted. "What are you doing?" she asked acting ignorant, "You know what I am doing, come on. You are tired but you cannot sleep, I know what the problem is and I am sure this will help." She was watching me for a few seconds and the she said, "I thought that you didn't like this kind of things; what is it now?" I waited a little, "I said I don't like being hurt and tormented; I never said that you cannot tie me up from time to time. So take that leash…I mean, belt, and lets do it" she still played ignorant, "Do what?" I knew I had to provoke her a little bit so I said, "Are you just acting or you're really stupid?" and then I saw how she suddenly changed the look in her eyes. "Stupid?" she asked almost whispering and then she yelled, " STUPID? I'LL SHOW YOU STUPID, YOU BITCH " and she slapped my face twice but gently, she knew that she shouldn't loose control if she wanted me to play along. She pulled the belt a bit and placed her shoe on my chest. After a while she crossed her legs, put her shoe under my chin and just said, " LICK !" I threw my tongue out and began to lick her feet and her shoe. I managed to take a peek on her crotch and saw drops of her juices coming out already. She began to get excited. "Take it off with your teeth, now! I want my feet clean" I knew she might ask me this so I left her shoes a little loose when I put them on. The shoe fell on the floor and she placed her toes on my mouth, "Suck them good!" and I sucked her toes one by one. "The other one now!" she said and I took the other shoe off, too, and repeated the process. "Lie down on the floor, now!" I lowered my self down and she placed both of her feet on my mouth and started to rub them on my lips. "I need to clean them soles, too!" She was shoving them in my mouth, taking turns, "You like my feet, don't you worm? Say you like them!" "Yes I do, I do" and I did, she had great feet, very nicely shaped and maintained. After a while she pulled the belt and said, "Come on up, lets tie you up, you are moving too much" I climbed the bed and spread on it. She went for the pieces of stockings but I said, "Just one thing before you tie me…" "What!!" she almost yelled, "Did you or didn't you kill that guy, I want to know now?" she froze and took a look at me and then she said, "lets say I did, so what? I am not going to hurt you, ok, just don't provoke me and you'll be fine." I couldn't believe what she just said, I was shocked and by the time I got my thoughts back together I was already tied up. And now, I was really scared, 'what in a world made me do this 'I thought, but I didn't dare to say anything now. She probably saw the fear in my eyes and she smiled wickedly, "Maybe I am out to show you, ha?" "Show me what" I asked really politely but she yelled, " SHOW ME WHAT, MISTRESS!! THAT'S HOW YOU ADRESS ME NOW !" 'Jesus, if she looses control again I am fucked' I thought, so I said, "Yes Mistress, sorry" "That's better. I'll be back in a second" and she ran out of the room. After a few minutes she brought a scarf she had on previously, looked like it was silk. She sat on the bed and began to put her shoes on, "Sorry, but I can't fuck with you without my heels" she climbed the bed and stood above me, legs spread, "This won't hurt…" and she placed her left shoe on my chest and began to add pressure, in a few moments she was standing with her both feet on me. "Does this hurt, tell me, and I want the truth?" "No, not really" I said, it did hurt a little but not much. Then she stood on the bed again and said, "Maybe I killed him this way…" and she placed her foot on my neck."You see, this way I could kill you in a second" and she began to add some pressure to my neck. "Argghhh…" I let some sound out, "Hmm…no, I'll let you live for now" she then removed her foot off, "Or I could just smother you to death with my bottom" then she lowered herself on my face, placing her asshole on my mouth and her pussy hole on my nose. "Can you breathe worm?" I barely could. "Start licking, you fuck-face!" she ordered and I began to lick her asshole. She rubbed her pussy and her asshole all over my face allowing me from time to time to catch some air. The weirdest thing for me was that I liked it, I was so hard and stiff I thought I would burst really soon. I was all sticky; her pussy produced so many juices I could get drowned only by those. By then she was really wild, "AHHH, yesss, lick it, ahhaa" she moaned loudly, "OHH, that's it, yeess, I'll come all over your face worm…yeaah" and suddenly she just stopped and turned around to check my dick. She grabbed it and my balls together and squeezed hard, "Oh no, don't you dare coming on me now, if you do I'll really kill you" and "AAoouuucch" I yelled, the pain was huge and my dick just went limp in a second. "Don't yell on me, you shit, who said you can yell. And now the real thing…" she moved down, sat below my groin between my legs and placed her foot over my mouth. "Lick some more, I need your dick stiff now" I licked her foot and somehow, she was right, my dick got all hard and erected again. "You see, you even like it wormee…" she then pulled up and placed her pussy hole on top of my dick. She looked at me and said, "Death fuck" I was horrified, I didn't know what she meant. She began to fuck me, up and down she moved, slowly at the beginning but faster and faster then. After a while she took that scarf she brought and dragged it under my neck, then twisted the ends in opposite directions. She slowly began to tight it up like she was to suffocate me, "This is the way I killed him; I just suffocated him with my scarf." She began to ride me more and more fast and she was tightening that scarf around my neck. I began to loose the air, I felt blood rushing into my face, "GHG...ghkg" I was coughing; faster the pace of her fucking was, less air I had. "Oh, yeahh…fuck" she yelled and I thought 'I am dead, this time she'll really kill me'. "yeah…mmm, oh Bobby, I want to…I want to kill you…aahhhh, may I, may I please kill you" she was all messed up and out of control, "NN…no. Ghghghh" I was struggling to say something, "But...but I need to, yeahh, die Bobby, ahhhaaa, ohhh…I am coming, yess, I AM COOOMMIING" she screamed like crazy, and she came so violently, that was something I never saw before. She fell on my chest and calmed down, and fortunately, she loosed that scarf. She pulled up and looked at me with her eyes open, "STILL ALIVE??" she yelled and 'SMACK', she slapped my right cheek pretty hard. I was terrified what she might of done next but she just stepped down on the floor and sat on the bed. "Hey! You scared?" she asked, "don't be, it's all right, that was just a game, I like you too much to hurt you plenty, ok?" I had to say something, "a…for a moment or two, I thought that you will…" I lost my words but she wondered, "will what Bobby? "You know…kill me…" she smiled, "No sweetie, I told you, I like you, you're not like other men; you care for me, right?" "Yeah, right" I had to say that. "Want me to untie you, or you prefer some more" she looked at my groin, "I thought you'll cum soon, look at your dick, it's still standing, ha? And your balls are like huge, you know…" she smiled, "I'll fuck you again; I want to see that cum spraying…what you say? Or I could just jerk you off; hey, do you know what blue-balls are, hm?" "No, I don't know" I said but the sound of it wasn't any comforting, "Want me to show you? I'll show you all right…" She took my balls in her left hand and my dick in her right. She began to squeeze them gently and to stroke me very slowly and gently. I wanted to cum but she just wouldn't let me, once she saw that I might she would stop, wait for a minute until I calm down and repeat the process all over again. Now, if anything was a torment this was it in it's worst shape, "Oh…Marla…I mean Mistress, please, I beg you let me cum, please…" the area around my groin was so tense and it began to hurt, I felt a pressure all around, I thought everything inside was about to collapse. "Well, this is it, blue-balls. Come on beg me some more…" and I had to, I was on the edge, I felt tears coming down my cheek, "Please Mistress, I'll do anything, just…Oh, I beg you, just let me cum" "Hmm…no, not just yet. I want to hear you begging me, I want to hear how you beg me for some more of the game, come on, I want to hear you say how you just love whatever I did or I might do to you" I couldn't stand this anymore, "Come on wimp, I am giving you the unique sexual experience, you should really be grateful to me" "Yes Mistress…ahh…I am, I am very grateful, I love everything…oohh…that you do to me, please Mistress" she knew her skills, she was keeping me on the edge, "I beg you…I'll do anything, a...a…anything you want, just let me cum…please" "Anything Bobby? Really?", "Yes, I will, I promise…" "Ok!' she said, released my balls and stroked my dick for 3 or 4 times rapidly and I shot my load, I shot it all over me and the bed. Some of it fell on her chest, too and she was just laughing like nuts, "ha, ha, ha, that's it, come on…' I was shooting and shooting; I thought it would never stop. I twitched all my muscles; I was all-spasmodic for several seconds before I managed to catch my breath again. "Better now? What do we say?" I knew what she wanted, "Thank you Mistress" "You see, what did I tell you, when was the last time you had an orgasm like this one, ha?" and she was right, never before in my life I felt something like this, never. "Ok, now is my turn again' she untied me and said, "don't try anything stupid or I'll have to use my skills again, remember…" I remembered that kung-fu shit she knew, "Follow me!" she pulled that belt and led me out of the room towards the bathroom. Once we were inside she said, "You promised to do anything I say so get on the floor and lean you head on that" she pointed on my toilet bowl. I didn't know what she was doing but I obeyed, I was too wasted to even think of anything. Once I was down she approached me and stood above my head. She grabbed my head and said, "throw you head back" and so I did. She was standing above me, just smiling viciously and after a few moments she said, "Close your eyes and open your mouth!" so I did and I felt warm pee coming down on my face and my mouth. "Drink it, you scum, come on" she was pissing all over my face, and then she sat down on it still peeing. " Mmm…this is nice" she said, "you're my toilet slave Bobby" she pissed on me for at least 2 minutes and I was all wet, covered with it. "Have you had enough of you beverage, worm? I think you have…" she stepped up and stood away. I think that's it for today. Lets get dressed…oh, and maybe you should take a shower first" she giggled and went out of the bathroom. I lay down there for at least 5 minutes more; I had to get my act together. I went for the shower then and only thing I could think about was 'how could I possibly get so excited by all this'. I couldn't believe I liked it even a bit. But I did, I had to admit that to myself, not all, but some of it I liked and that was a scary thought for me. I showered and put on a bathrobe and I went for the living room. She was sitting on the sofa, "Hey, I found this bottle of wine so I opened it, you don't mind, do you?" she was all cheerful. "No, it's ok' I took my glass which she already filled and drank all of it, I was thirsty like hell. She lifted and curled her legs on the couch as she leaned on me, "So how do you feel baby? Ha?" I didn't know what to say, should I say I liked it or not. Maybe not so I just said," I am fine". We were silent for a while and she said, "I really like you Bobby, I think I may be falling for you…" she sounded sincere. "Falling for me? You almost killed me there." "Don't be silly, if I wanted to kill you, you wouldn't be here talking to me, right?" 'We'll see' I thought, at that moment I decided to play on a dangerous ground so I said, "Lets say, hypothetically, that I am some really crazy son-of-a-bitch…" she looked at me curiously and said, "Yes?" "And if I was so crazed with all this, over there, to beg you to…" I stopped a while, "to beg you to kill me…what would you do?" she frowned as I caught her by surprise. "Can you tell me for sure that I'd still be alive now, ha? I mean, while you were in trans over there, tightening that scarf around my neck…" "I wasn't in trans, what…" but I interrupted, "Oh, yes, you were, believe me." She thought for a while, "That's really stupid question Bobby, I don't know why…" but again I interrupted her, "Just give me a straight answer, will you?" she bowed her head for a moment and said, "Of course not, don't be ridiculous." Somehow I just didn't believe it. After an hour she went home.

Around 10:30 she called me in her office, "Bobby, I have a client at 11:15 and I want you to be here, too. But I want you here 15 minute earlier, is that ok? We have to prepare something for this guy." "Ok, no problem, I'll be back in 20." And I came back around 10:55, "Ok, so what do we do" I asked. She stood up and closed all window blinds. I came to her and she pulled a chain-leather collar, out from her drawer, "Come closer" and she cuffed it around my neck. "Marla, this is crazy, someone could…you know" "I know, that's why it' so great, ha, ha…now go down under the table" I got down on the floor and she went and opened the blinds, and now everyone could see her from outside. She came back, sat down and took the collar, "You know what to do" and she placed her right foot in front of my face, "Now be a good boy and lick my foot, come on" and as I began to lick she placed the other foot on my head just to keep it still. After maybe 10 minutes somebody knocked on the door, "Come in!" she called and pushed me further below the table. "Hello!" I heard some guy's voice, "Hmm, are you miss Marla Jones?" "Yes, yes I am, come on in…" "Hi, my name is Philippe, Philippe Marceau from Quebec, we have an appointment I believe" guy was all happy when he saw who was he dealing with, Marla looked amazing today. "There's no one out there, I mean, your secretary, so I just knocked, I didn't interrupt anything, I hope?" "No, no, it's ok" she said and pulled the leash because I stopped licking, "I sent that wimp to do something for me" and he asked, "Wimp?" "Yes, my secretary…he is a man" "Oh, I understand…ok. So, did you manage to read the contract I've sent last week…" they talked about work for maybe 15 minutes and Marla pulled the leash few times more when I quit licking. Then, she pushed my head away, sat straight on the chair and spread her legs. She moved a little to the edge of the chair seat and then, easily pulled my leash until she brought my head in front of her crotch. She was already wet and hot, I sensed the warmth and scent coming out from her pussy. She mad a move like she was fixing her skirt but instead she pointed to her pussy with her finger. She wanted me to eat her and so I got closer and began to lick and suck her clit. Now she had problems with talking, "So, I suppose…a…this is…mmm…it, I guess that…aa…we have a deal" that guy probably saw that something was strange so he asked, "Hey, are you all right?" "Oh yes" she replied, "Never better…hmmm" "Ok then, I'll be going now…listen, maybe I could take you to dinner sometime, if you like?" "Sure Philippe, that'll be nice" she was smiling, "Ok, here is my card, so when ever you're free, call me, I'll be here until Wednesday." And the guy left, "What was that all about?" I asked, "Shut up and lick it, don't stop now" so I did it for some 5 minutes more until she reached the top and came, not to forcefully like usually. "Oh, now this is really nice" I was angry, "There I was under the table, licking everything and you just made appointment for the date" she smiled at me, "Bobby, don't be silly, ok. I had to be polite; he is the client after all. You don't have to worry…" she leaned towards me, "You are the only one, I swear." And she kissed me softly. "So, what do we do tonight?" I asked. She smiled wickedly and said, "Tonight, I'll make us some diner and after that we can watch some TV or something, I don't know" she was teasing me, "Unless, of course, you had something else in mind, ha?" I had to think for a while, "I don't know, we'll see" and she said, "Ok, come over to my place around 19:00, ok" "Your place? I don't know about that…" I remembered that room she had there. "Oh, come on Bobby, I cant cook at your place, I don't have all that I need over there. Don't worry sweetie, I won't be taking you to my special room unless you ask me to, ok, that's a promise". I guessed I could live with that, so, I agreed.

I arrived around 19:10, whatever she was cooking smelled great. "Hi there" I said and kissed her and she kissed me back, "Hmm…that smells great, what is it?" "A duck" she replied, "This is a meal from east Europe, they call it 'Hunters stew', it's really great, little spice but not much, you'll see. Hey, I have a bottle of Cognac, why don't you pour us two glasses, ha? Wine is already in the fridge, I hope you like whit wine?" she was in very good mood. "Yeah, that will be fine" I said and went to get that bottle of Cognac; "There you go" I gave her the glass and sat by the kitchen table. "I wanted to ask you, what about friends, you have any? You never mentioned anyone of your friends." "Well…I had a few friends in high school and college, too. I had a few boyfriends but my folks moved a lot around the country, so it's hard to stick to your friends that way. I don't really have any steady friends except for…" she hesitated, "There is this girl, her name is Jennifer…she is the only real friend I have. We hear from each other from time to time, she travels a lot, too. I think she's somewhere back east now, we don't see each other much, though. I don't remember last time I saw her." "That's a shame. So, what does she do?" I was trying to find out more about her, how she became whatever she is now. "She works for the government" she said. "So, is she…a…you know, does she also like to…" I didn't know how to put it, "What Bobby?" "You know, play games and all" she smiled, "You mean, tie up people and kill them?" she said sarcastically, "Jesus, don't say that, it gives me creeps" "Well…let me put it this way for you, she is something else and believe me, you don't want to be tied up in the room with her in it, that's all I am going to say, ok?" I couldn't imagine anyone crazier then herself, but seemed like I was wrong. "The food's almost done, maybe you could fix the table, ha?" she was very polite, "Sure, no problem" so I went to bring some plates and all. The dinner was great, something really new to my tastes. Once we finished, I helped to pick up the dishes and we both washed them together. While doing it she said, "Bobby I have a secret to tell you…but I want this to remain between you and me, can you promise me that?" "Sure, I can keep a secret, it's safe with me, I promise" I wondered what it could be, "OK…well…you see, I, in general, dislike men. I am not lesbian or anything, it's just…well, something happened while I was in high school and since that day I hated all men" I saw that the subject was kind of difficult for her, she became little disturbed by it, "Look, if you don't like to talk about it, then just don't, I don't want you to ruin your evening now." She looked at me and smiled sweetly, "You are very sweet Bobby, you are sweet and caring" and she reached for my lips and kissed me, "But anyway, I don't want to say what happened, it's just that I hated all men until we met again, and you were right, you are not like others" she sounded sincere. "So…this thing that happened to you, maybe that is the reason for you to…a…for you to get your kinks and all" I was close to the truth. "Maybe, yes…I don't know, I suppose that it made those feelings more intense, I am not really sure." "So, how do you feel now? You still feel like tying me up, every time during sex or maybe we can go and do it classically?" she didn't know what to say. "maybe we can experiment a little, ha?" I said, "How do you mean?" "Well I guess I better show you" I knew I was now on very dangerous ground but I was also curious, I wanted to know how she really felt about me. I figured I could play these games for a while, but to spend my life with someone who wants to beat and humiliate me all the time, no; that would be too much. So we went to her bedroom and started to undress each other. I put my hands on her hips and began to caress her back and her ass while kissing her. I laid her down on the bed and licked her nipples, one by one, "Mmm, oh that feels good" she said as she began to get excited, "Yess, lick them" she then took my balls and my dick and stroked the up and down gently. I became hard in an instant, "Oh Bobby, look at you, you are a horny dude aren't you? Come, lay down…" I lay on my back and she went down for my dick, at first she just licked its head for a long time squeezing my balls gently at the same time. It felt great, I was afraid I might cum too early. "Ohhh…mm, suck it, yeah" I moaned heavily, "You like this?" she asked and suddenly my whole dick disappeared in her mouth. She took it out and coughed, "Gh, Gh…Jesus, it's huge" she then began to blow me, nice and slowly at first, "Hahh…yes…mmmmm" and it felt great. She was licking and sucking it, stroking it faster and faster, "Don't cum yet…" she said, but she wouldn't stop and I just couldn't hold it any more. "AAAHH…OH, oh…I am…I am coming" and I shot my load right into her mouth. She was all in effort not to loose any; she drank it all. "You tricked me, I told you not to cum; it's not fair…" she was joking, "I am sorry, but… I couldn't…you wouldn't stop" "No, I am just joking, it's ok Bobby...I loved it" "Well, we do have all night" I said and I just relaxed. "I'll go get some wine, you just relax" and she went to the kitchen. She came back with the wine, placed the bottle and couple of glasses on the night table and said, "Pour some, I have to pee" she went for the door and I said, "Do I have to go, too?" I was trying to be funny, "Hmm…if you want to, come along". I don't know what got into me but I jumped off the bed and followed her. When we got to the bathroom she looked at me and said, "Do you just want to watch, or…?" I wasn't sure really but watching her peeing seemed like stupid idea, so I just stepped into the bathtub and laid inside, "Ok" she said and climbed the tub. She placed each leg on other side of the edge and squatted down above my face, " Hmm…I thought you wanted some wine instead of…" she didn't finish but began to piss all over my face. I kept my mouth shut until she said, "Drink some, I will make you even more thirsty with it" so I opened my mouth and started to drink her piss. She closed her eyes and as relieved she let out a sound, "Mmmm" and then she looked at me and said, smiling, "Toilet boy!" Once she finished she said, "Clean me up, please." She held my head up while I was licking the drops from her pussy, I felt her juices and warmth of her pussy, she was on fire but she just acted cold. "Better wash yourself up, you don't want to go to bed this way" I looked at my dick and saw how stiff and huge it was again. I suppose she saw it too, but made no comment of it. She went out and I went to the shower and after few minutes I got back in the room. She was on the bed drinking wine, "What was that all about?" she asked and I didn't know what to say, "I am not sure, I just…I just felt like it." "Ok then, come…" I lay on the bed beside her and took my own glass of wine. She then took my dick in her hand, "Now look at this, good as new, ha? You know what I think Bobby? I think that I know what you're thinking now, I'll bet on it." She seemed confident, "Ok, what am I thinking then, tell me?" "I think that you want some of this…" and 'SMACK' she slapped my butt gently, "Hmm? Am I right? I think that you're just waiting for me to take control and maybe get you in that room of mine?" she saw that I was confused now, "There is nothing that you have to admit to me, only to your self Bobby. Let me make it easier to you…I'll go over there now, and, I will wait 10 minutes for you. If you came, that's fine, if not I'll just came back here and never again even try to tie you up or anything alike, ok? I think that's fair enough." I wanted to say something but she was too fast for me, she went to that room. Damn, I was so divided inside, I wanted to go, but I was afraid…I was afraid of me not of her. I was thinking rapidly, examining all combinations in my head and after about 7 or 8 minutes I decided to go. There was no coming back; I knew it. The only comfort was that I was still able to have sex normal ways. The only thing that was really bothering me was that I still wasn't sure if she really killed that guy or not.

I knew she told me how things are different now, how she has realized that not all men are dirt and all. But, each time we played the game she was really close to bruising me bad or killing me. I had to know, to be sure and the only way was to push her to the limit. That was a really stupid and dangerous move for me to make but I made up my mind. I came inside and she said, "Oh, and I was just about to go back there. You're 1 minute late and that's not good, I don't like late" this was just introduction for the game, "Fortunately, I am in really good mood today, I feel like behaving good. You like that?" I knew she wouldn't be much longer, "Yes, I can see that…" I referred to the outfit she had on her; very high-heeled leather boots with thick soles, some leather body corset and leather gloves up to her elbows. She was blonde now; she put a wig on her head. The closet was open, probably that I could see all of the toys, just to scare me a little. "Come closer" she said, "I want to see you eyes better" the room was pretty dark except for the few red and weak lights. "You're not afraid are you?" "No, I am not, If I were I wouldn't come I suppose" I knew my tone of voice had to be irritating; "Smart-ass, ha? We'll see yet…" "Put it on!" she gave me the collar, "Doggy…" she said. "Good boy, now, get on the floor and follow me." She led me to some wooden bench and said, "Get up and bend over!" so I did. "We have to do something about that tone of voice you have…" and 'SMACK', she lashed a whip over my ass. "Count for me, now!" "Ok" I said, "No, no, it's 'YES MISTRES, NOW', get it?" she yelled; "Yes Mistress" I repeated. "Good then", 'SMACK' she hit me again, "two" I said…'SMACK' she whipped me harder this time, "tree" I said, 'SSMMAACK' that one was a killer, "four" I said and she stopped. "Did you like it, slave?" she asked and I began to provoke, "You are so gentle Mistress, thank you." "GENTLE!" she yelled, "I'll give you gentle…" and she went over to the closet. I couldn't see her but I guessed that she was little too far to even reach me with that whip, suddenly I heard 'SSSUUMM' like something was flying thru the air and 'SSSKSSHH' I felt like something was tearing my skin off my back. I screamed 'AARRGGHH' and she said, "Look, look what I have here. I lifted my head and saw the long, thick leather flog she held in her hands, it looked horrifying. "Gentle, ha?" she said and swung it towards me 'SSSUMM' it came down on my left arm, my back and part of my chest. The pain was agonizing, I began to cry soundless; I felt tears rolling down my cheeks. "Be careful what you say to me, wimp, you se what happens when you're not careful. Stand up now and come here." I barely managed to, but I came, "Go down and see to my boots, they have some dirt on them, I think" I kneeled then bowed down and began to lick those boots. Once I sensed the smell of her leather boots I forgot all about the pain. "Look at you; I think you really like this, ha?" "Yes Mistress, very" I said and she seemed pleased. "Keep licking, boy! You are better and better each day, I can see that now." I licked her boots for some 6 minutes, maybe, and then she said, "Ok, that's enough, lay on your back" I lay down and she placed her boot on my chest. She began to add pressure to it but I managed to keep my face looking cool and still. "Does this hurt, ha? And watch what you'll answer, because" but I interrupted her, "No Mistress, not even close." "Nooo?" she was confused, "stay there, I'll be back soon" and she went to the closet again. It was too dark to see what she was doing. She came back and by the sound I knew she changed her footwear. She had some small boots but with very sharp spiked heels. She stepped on my left arm first and said, "How about now, pig? Does it hurt now?" but I kept my game, "No Mistress, is that the best you can do?" she looked at me unable to believe what I was saying. She removed her boot and stepped on the floor, her eyes still wide open. Then, she suddenly jumped in the air and landed on my chest with booth boots. "AAARRGHGHH" I screamed, I couldn't hold that one back; it hurt like hell. She began to twist her heels in place, " I think I'll just pass right thru you chest with these, maybe that'll teach you a lesson…but then it'll be too late, you'll be dead, you piece of shit" she was mad now. I looked at my chest and saw blood coming out from my skin. "You see…you see, I am killing you…now, apologize for what you said, you crazy prick" but I kept silent. She moved her foot to my hard dick and stepped on it, "Maybe here I should make some mess, ha? I could just smash it under my power…" she pressed my dick to the floor; I thought it would brake in two. "Don't you have anything to say yet, slave, don't tempt me, I am warning you." She was still unable to understand what got into me to act like this. "M…Mistress…?" "Yes, worm!" I decided to touch the limit, "I want you…" but the pressure was too hard, I barely spoke, "YOU WANT ME? Are you nuts?" "I want you to…aahhh…kill me…if…if it pleases you." I couldn't believe my ears what I said just then, "You want…you want me to what??" I managed to open my eyes and take a good look at her face, she was stunned, shocked with my words. Both her mouth and her eyes were wide open and she just couldn't speak, "A…A" she tried to say something but she just swallowed her words. She stood up on my chest for at least 3 minutes before she finally managed to say, "What is this? What are you trying to pull, ha?" I kept silent but she insisted, "Come on, answer me…" her voice was calm. After a minute or two I said, "I don't think that you have actually killed anyone, it's just a game of yours" I couldn't say if those words would just provoke her even more. She bowed her head down as she was ashamed of something, "I don't want to talk about that. Either we quit this conversation now or I'll just stop all this and, no more games…ever" I knew she was serious. "Ok, I won't mention that again, I promise" I didn't want to let go just now, "Are we ok, now?" I said, "Do you want to continue this?" she asked and I just nodded with my head. "For this, I'll have to punish you…severely this time, you know that don't you?" I just hoped those were mere threats. She stepped off my chest and said, "Get on you knees!" As I kneeled she went behind me and cuffed my hand and ankles. I tried to look at her but 'SMACKK' she suddenly slapped my face so hard I felt on the floor. I felt my lip began to bleed, I tried to turn my self over and as I lifted my eyes I just saw her left boot coming fast towards me and 'SBBAMM', she hit the left side of my face with her boot sole. "FUCKIN' WITH ME, HA?" she yelled and kicked me forcefully into my ribs. I felt dizzy I thought I just might faint. "I'LL MAKE SURE THAT YOU NEVER EVEN CONSIDER DOING THAT AGAIN…" and series of blows began to intercept my whole body. She was kicking me with her legs without thinking where she does it, I was so all in pain that after maybe a dozen blows I felt nothing anymore, still she continued kicking me. "Crawl over there!" she pointed to some kind of table covered with leather. It took me at least 20 second to get on my hands and knees, "Here, let me help you…" she removed those cuffs from my ankles and I was able to spread my knees a little to ease the crawling. But that was not her intention; once my legs were apart she swung her right leg and hit me in my balls. "AAAggghhh…" I fell on the floor and curled, I just couldn't move, "You won't be needing those anymore, not after this" she said, "GO ON, CRAWL BITCH!!" I lifted my self slowly minding not to spread my legs too much this time. She pulled the collar up, forcefully, my neck almost broke; "Come on, on the table!" I barely managed to climb up and I just fell on my back. She pulled up some chain with the shackles on them and began to shackle my wrists and ankles, "Look up worm, you'll se something nice!" I looked and there was a mirror on the ceiling. I saw dozens of bruises on my torso and my legs, my left eye was all black, my lips bloody and swollen. I felt horrible pain in my back; too, she beat me up this time, properly. I was all stretched on that table and she said, "Whatever happened or whatever will happen to you, I want you to know, it's all you fault. I wouldn't even touch you if you weren't so…so cocky before" she went to that closet and when she came back she had some black rubber gloves on her hands. She sat directly on my face and said, "Look good, smell it and taste it good, I think this is the last time you'll se this divine cunt of your Mistress…" she began to rub her pussy over my mouth and this time it didn't felt so good. It hurt; my lips were damaged as the rest of my face. However, she enjoyed it, "Get that tongue out, you fuck, lick it…I want your blood on my cunt, come on!" she began to rub it harder and harder. I felt my lips were bleeding even more, now, "Yeah…ohh, that's it, come on…" she was talking through her teeth, "Eat it, you pig…EAT!!" she was now all-wild She turned around and grabbed my dick, "Is this still operational…IF YOU CAN'T GET IT UP I'LL HAVE TO CUT IT OFF, DO YOU HEAR ME?" I felt my dick was already hard by she just wanted to frighten me even more. She pulled down and slipped on my cock in an instant, she began to fuck me, "Final fuck, Bobby…" she said and leaned over to put one hand on my mouth and the other on my nose. I couldn't breathe, "IS THIS WHAT YOU WANTED, HA?" she yelled and increased the pace of going up and down on my shaft. "Ohh…you want to die for me…aahhh…ha? Is that…is that what you want…Ohhh fuck" she was almost jumping on my groin, I didn't know if I was still inside her or not, "I'll fuckin' kill you this time…oh yeahh, aahhh, come on…hhhh…tell me, can you…can you breathe" I couldn't breath or speak. "You're dead….ohhhh…yeess…dead…come on, die you shit…mmm…die!" she suddenly stopped and removed her hands, "Now, beg for your life, beg me for it…and I am serious, too!" "Gh, ghghh…hhrrr" I was trying to fill my lungs with the air and she just sat there and waited for me to speak. "You…I knew that" I barely produced any words, "I knew that you can't…do it, you just cannot do it, ADMIT IT!" I raised my voice as much as I could. She suddenly grabbed my neck with her left hand and squeezed it. She held it like that for the moment and then swung her right hand 'SBAMM', 'SBAAM' she began to slap my face with her palm in one way and with her backhand in the opposite. She was slapping my face like maniac for at least twenty times. She suddenly stopped and slowly placed her right hand little above the left, on my neck. Again she was fucking me, but suffocating me at the same time, "Ohh…Bobby… this is…this is goodbye" I opened my eyes and I saw the tears coming out of hers. I tried to wave my head left and right to stop her but she was in complete trans, "HHMmmmh…ohh...i can't…I am" she was just babbling with no sense, "you have to…aahha…die now…die, die, die…" she was pressing and squeezing harder and harder. I knew that this time she wouldn't stop, I opened my eyes wide as I felt they just might pop out and then, "OHHH….I AM COMIIIINNGG…AHHAHHA" she came with a violent twitches of her body. She calmed down, her head bowed down but I was still choking. She then looked at me and without a word she threw her head backwards and squeezed my neck as harder as she could. That was it, my sight was all blurred and becoming hazy and dark. Only thing I remember was her screaming "DIEEEE YOU WORTHLES MAN, DIEEE". And so, I died, at least I thought I was dead. I don't know for how long I was unconscious and when I woke up I saw her curled on the floor, she was moaning. I coughed as my throat was all fucked up and she suddenly turned and looked at me. She stood up and held her both hands over her mouth looking stunned and happy at the same time, "You are not… you are alive, oh Jesus, you are alive" she began to cry then, "H...h...hh…I thought I… I thought you were dead" she suddenly bent down and started to kiss me all over my face like crazy, "Oh Bobby, you're alive, you're alive…" She quickly removed the shackles and said, "Come on…I'll take care of you" she helped me to stand on my feet but my leg just wouldn't hold, so I fell on the floor. Every inch of my body ached. "OH NO!!" she yelled and quickly helped me back up. She then took me to the bedroom and went to bring various bottles and painkillers. I couldn't sleep for the whole night and she was just trying to fix all of my wounds and bruises. I fell asleep when the sun was already up. When I woke up, she wasn't there. I found a note; she wrote that she had to go to work and that I better stay home for couple of day. As she was my boss, she didn't have to report me being ill so that was convenient for both of us. I wanted to go home and for that I had to disguise my self so people around wouldn't see me all bruised up. I decided to stay there for day or two and not to open my door or answer the telephone either. I was hurt physically but emotionally, too. I just loved Marla when she wasn't in her element, but this was too much for me. The phone rang that day several times but I never replied. She knew I was in, so she left few messages on my answering machine, she was asking how I was, she wanted to talk, to see me, she practically begged me to pick up. But, I just couldn't, I was afraid if I did she'd again have me just where she wanted and I couldn't even think about last night.

She quit calling me after two days of not replying to her calls. I called my ex boss and told him that I quit the job, summer was coming to an end anyway, so it wasn't really unexpected. Few days later the phone rang and I picked up, I thought those would be my folks probably as they found out how I quit the job. But instead, it was Marla, "Hello!" I said and for a few minutes there was only silence on the other end. "Hi Bobby, it' me…" she finally said, "Oh…hi Marla" I shouldn't picked up that handset. "Are you ok, Bobby?" she asked, "Well…yes, I think I am…" "Why didn't you…why didn't you answer my calls. I know you were there." I didn't know what to say, "Ahm…I don't know really, I just needed to be alone I guess" and she said, "I understand…it's just that…I felt really bad for what happened and I wanted to…I wanted to redeem somehow, although I don't know how…and I…" but I stopped her, "it's quite all right Marla, I am fine now…" "Your bruises…did they…I mean, are you…Damn; I don't even know what I want to say…" she sounded scared and confused. "Look, Marla…I don't know if we should continue to see each other, because I think…" but she interrupted me, "Bobby, I left town yesterday!" she said quickly, "You did? Why?" I was surprised, "Well something came up and I just had to leave…" "A, ok... And when are you coming back?" I asked, "I am not Bobby. I won't come back…I left for good" suddenly I felt sorry, sorry for myself, "But…why? If it's the previous night, you don't have to…" and she interrupted me again, "No, it's a different story…I can't say but it's for the best anyway" I was silent for few moments, "Bobby…still there?" I replied silently, "I just thought that we…that we had something, you know…" "Yeah, we had, and that something was me almost murdering you…no, this is for the best. I just wanted to say goodbye, Bobby. Maybe one day, I'll send you my address and you could…" she never finished, "Goodbye Bobby…" I wanted to stop her, "BUT MARLA…!" I raised my voice, "I am really sorry Bobby, bye now…" and she hung up. I just stood there by the phone, disappointed with what just happened. I sat back on the sofa and thought it for a while, it felt strange, I was kind of sorry that she was gone and at the same time I was also relieved. I thought about school and it looked that I was better without her, she could mess me up again, badly, and I didn't want to miss my classes over sex and whipping. I knew I would have hard time putting her out of my mind bit it didn't really matter; I just had one more, little freakier, experience. The only thin that troubled me still, was that I didn't know for sure if she killed that guy or not. Maybe I was just lucky to be alive.

Two days latter I came home around noon, I just visited my parents, but they were not angry as I expected. I promised again that this would be my last year in school and they were glad. I just came out of the shower when someone rang my door bell, "JUST A SECOND…!" I yelled and went to dress up quickly. I opened the door and there were two people, man and a woman. "Mr. Robert Caine?" the guy asked, "May I know who's asking?" I replied and he continued, "I am special agent Freeman and this is special agent Beck," he pointed at the woman. "We'd like to talk to you about a woman, Marla Jones…do you know her?" I suddenly felt very cold, "Yes…yes I know her…" I was afraid what I was about to find out. "May we come in" the woman asked. "Oh sure, sure…come right in…take a seat. Can I offer you something, coffee, tea, anything…?" "Coffee would be nice" he said. They sat on my sofa in the living room and I went to the kitchen, "It'll take a minute, make your selves comfortable…" I had to think fast 'why they were here and what would I say about me and Marla' and I decided to lie about what we did. I came back after few minutes, "What happened to your eye?" she asked as she saw a bruise on below my left eyebrow. "Well…few nights ago, me and the boys had a fight in one bar…I hope it's not illegal, is it?" I began my lying, "As the matter of fact it is…" the guy said, "But we are not county police, we're FBI, that's not what we wanted to talk about. We wanted to ask you what your relationship with Miss Jones is." I waited for a moment and said, "Well…we're friends and I used to work for her here, in one local law firm. We also know each other from elementary school, she used to live here when she was little" I figured I could tell some truth to those two. While he was asking questions, woman was watching every move on my face, it felt really weird and I began to feel really uncomfy, she just stared me all the time. "And that's it…I mean...you two never had any closer relation but just being friends, ha?" "Yeah, she was my boss at work, so it's kind of inappropriate, wouldn't you say" I managed to stay calm, "Hmm…yes I suppose it is. And you wouldn't happen to know where she is now, would you?" I thought it for a while,"No, I don't, she left the town on some business, I really don't know where…" and I didn't, really. "So, when's she coming back" the woman asked, "I don't think that she is coming back" I said, "I asked her the same question but she never answered", somehow I felt that she knew I was lying. "Mr. Caine, do you have a girlfriend here?" she asked, I was confused now, "Well, no…why do you ask?" "Oh, no reason…this is just standard procedure, these questions, you know..," "Aha, I see…" "Ok, we won't be taking any more of your time" the guy said, "And thanks for the coffee." "You're welcome…if there is anything else I could do…?" I acted cooperative, "Not at this time" he said and they left. I watched them going to their car, they were discussing something. They were just about to enter the car when the woman turned around and headed to my door. 'What now?' I thought. I opened the door before she managed to rang my bell, she looked at me and said, "Hmm…Mr. Caine…here is my card" she gave me her visit card and said, "If anything at all may cross your mind, which could help us to find this woman, I want you to call me, ok? I'll be staying at this hotel and you can call me there or just call me on my mobile phone, ok?" "I looked at the card and said, "Ok, sure, if anything comes around I'll call, ok?" "Ok then, have a nice day" and she turned away for a second and then faced me again and said, "Call me!" and she went for the car. I was certain that she knew I knew something. I got back inside and checked her card 'JENNIFER T. BECK' 'SPECIAL AGENT OF FBI', and there where some numbers and addresses. And then it hit me like a rock, 'JENNIFER???' Was this just a coincidence or…? No, that can't be it, woman happens to have the same name as Marla's friend, that's all; just mere coincidence. Goddamn curiosity! I had to find out, so around 18:00 I called her at the hotel but she wasn't there. I then called her mobile and she answered, "Special agent Beck…" "Yes…hi, this is Robert…Robert Caine" I was afraid and confused, who knew what I might found out yet, "Oh, hello Mr. Caine!" as she knew I would call, "A…yes, I need to speak to you, miss. Can you come over or…?" "Well…I have a meeting in 30 minutes, but if you could come to my hotel, maybe we could talk there…if it's not convenient for you then…" but I interrupted, "No, that's fine, I don't have anything to do, anyway, and I could use a walk, too." I had to clear my mind before I see her. "Well then, how about in one hour, is that ok?" "Yeah, that would be fine" and I hung up.

I got there a little earlier, feeling very anxious to find out. I have to say that I had some thoughts about Special agent Beck. She was very pretty and handsome. I knew that, below that official suit was a great body; she couldn't hide her looks even with the suit. She came 10 minutes latter, "Oh…hello. You're early!" "Yes…well, I had nothing to do so I just waited here for a while. "Would you like something to drink, I am off duty now and I really feel like having some" she asked. "Yeah, I suppose I might." We went to the bar and had a beer each. We just talked informal, she asked me about the town and the firm and I managed to figure out her age. She was same age as Marla. "So, you and Miss Jones are just friends, ha?" she began, "I think that we should talk about this somewhere else, less crowded" I said, and she looked at me inquiringly, "Ok…maybe…maybe we can go to my room, we'll have enough privacy there" that sounded good, "Yes, I think that'll do" and we went up. We took our coats of and sat in the dayroom. She had a suite; it was rather big. She removed her shoes and said, "These are killers" and then she took out the gun, handcuffs, her badge and some small police stick. I stared at those cuffs as they reminded me of Marla. "Something wrong?" she asked, "No, no…I was just thinking. Look…before I start I want to ask you something." I needed to know, "Yeah, sure, shoot…" "Well…Marla said something about her friend named Jennifer…could that be you?" she was surprised to hear this, and she kept quiet for a while. "Hmm…ok. Yes, I know Marla; we went to high school together. I suppose we were friends then…but…lets just say that we had some common interests at that time, that's all. I don't really see her as a friend anymore…you see, Marla is wanted by the FBI for four years now and I wanted this job because I know her" she stared at me again. "I don't suppose you could tell me why she is wanted by FBI?" she thought it for a while and said, "Murder!" and I just felt stone cold, "More preciously, murders! We have strong doubts that she killed six people, all of them man…" I couldn't breathe or speak, I felt like crying and laughing at the same time. "Would you like a glass of water?" she asked and went to bring some without my reply. I drank it and felt a little better after a while. "Ahm…Miss beck…" she interrupted, "Call me Jennifer, ok!" "Yes…fine…are you absolutely sure that…that we are talking about same person…I mean…I can't believe that she…" I saw how calm she was so I quit. Word 'murder' came out of this woman's mouth like any other word; it was something that, obviously, didn't bother her too much. "Yes Robert, we are quite sure, I, myself, are 100 percent sure. I just miss few strong evidence, but I'll get those soon, too." We were both silent for a while and then I said, "There is something I want to show you, if you like…?" "Sure, go ahead." So, I stood up and began to unbutton my shirt and my pants. She just watched calmly and I felt so embarrassed and stupid. Once I removed my shirt and I lowered my pants she lifted her eyebrows in wonder, "Jesus, how that happened?" she asked and I felt blood rushing into my face, "Well…it's a little embarrassing but…we were lovers and she liked to…she liked to play this game and…" I couldn't end my sentence, she must have figured it out so she said, "It's ok Robert, put your clothes back on; I know what I need to know. I saw bruises like that before." I sat back, covered my face with my hands and bowed my head. I almost cried. "I'll be back in a minute, you better call room service and order something heavy for your self; you look like you need some." She went to the bedroom and I picked up a phone. I ordered a bottle of Jack Daniels and waited. They were quick; it took them only few minutes. I heard shower running and then she was doing something in the bedroom. When she got back I already had two glasses of the liquor and was filling third one. "Hey, easy on that…you don't mind me getting a little comfortable, do you?" "No, not at all" I said. She wore white bathrobe and white slippers with heels. I saw only in porno movies that women goes around in slippers with heels, 'what is it with these women these days' I thought. I was right, she had beautiful body, and legs; I never saw legs like those before. She brought a plastic bag with her and something in it. "May I have some of that?" she took one glass and filled it up to the top, no ice. She opened the bag and pulled out pair of black leather boots with high spiked heels and thick soles, "I suppose she used something like this on you…" she was smiling, I couldn't believe it. I felt really ashamed again, "Well…yes…something like those." I kept staring at her legs; she uncovered them on purpose. All this began to remind me of Marla. "Want to tell me more about what two of you did?" she asked but, "I don't really want to talk about it…" I said. "Well, that's ok; I think I get the picture, anyway. From all those bruises, I should know. I think that you can consider your self very lucky, Robert. I saw bruises like those before on other people, but they were all tied up and dead, strangled to death. You see Robert, Marla was different before. She always had a thing about S/M but in high school, those were just fantasies. We used to talk about it and it was pretty innocent, then. Well…something happened, Marla was raped and badly beaten up by tree guys and after that, everything changed. One of those guys was found dead, tied up, badly wounded and bruised, and strangled. Police never managed to pin that up to her or anyone else, but I know it was she. After that we never talked about it. The problem is, that was not just a revenge…" she drank some of the whiskey and continued, "I think that she just hate all men, and she is becoming like a serial killer because of that. I can't figure out why she let you live, though." I had all kinds of mixed feelings in me. Christ, I slept with a serial killer, and worse, I had feelings for her. Even though she apparently killed all these people, I still felt sorry and affectionate for Marla. "I suppose that those boots are Marla's, like evidence or something?" I asked and she said, "No…no, these are mine boots." She watched as I change expression on my face, "YOURS?" I raised my voice a little, "Yes, what is so strange about it, can't a woman have boots?" I didn't know what to say so I just kept staring at those great legs and shiny leather boots. She saw my confusion and asked, "Want me to put them on?" I didn't follow at first, "What??" "I said: do you want me to put them on Robert" she said it word by word. "A…No, no, why did you say that" I tried to look uninterested, "Why are you staring at them like that, ha?" she was pushy now, "You look like paralyzed with those boots…" I had to said something, "No…actually, I was staring at your legs, sorry…" "Oh…you like them" she was all pushier and pushier, she wanted to confuse me and she did. "A…yes, yes I do, don't you" what stupidity I then said, "What…My legs?" She was laughing, "Of course I like my legs, as long as they are in one piece and listening, ha, ha, ha…" I managed to get my thoughts together so I said, "You know, when Marla mentioned you, she said that…well, she said that I wouldn't want to be tied up in the same room with you, Jennifer. What was she talking about, ha?" she kept silent for a minute and smiled, "Hmm…Marla Jones doesn't know me, Robert, she just like to think that we are the same, but we are not. I never hurt anyone the way she does. If you are guessing why do I have these boots I suppose you're guessing right, if that's what you want to know?" "Yes…I suppose I do…I mean I did" she got me confused again and the whiskey got to me, too. "You are still staring, Robert!" she pointed at her legs, "Come closer and take a better look, if you like." I felt excited instantly, I just wanted to get on the floor and start licking those great, beautiful legs. "Well…I know you want to, so…if you want here they are" and she removed the robe a little more; I could almost see her panties. She then offered her hand to me and said, "Come, don't be shy!" I took her hand and she pulled me easily. I stood up and went around the table to get closer,"Here, sit on the floor" she put me down by the hand and placed her legs in front of me. I was on my knees looking at her legs when she easily lifted her right foot in front of my face. I didn't know what should I do, at first, but then I just opened my mouth and looked her in the eyes. She just smiled and touched my lips with her toes and I closed my mouth with her middle toes in my mouth, as I began to suck them she said, "That' a boy…you see, it wasn't so hard, was it?" I just gave my self in, and then…I took her foot in my hand and began to suck and lick every inch of it, from her toes to the heel. "Lay down on the floor" her voice was gentle and so I laid back. She put her left foot in my mouth and said," suck it now" and with the other she began to rub my dick over my pants. I was hard as a stone. "Oh, nice…look at that" she referred to my dick, "you are a kinky little prick, aren't you. She rubbed her foot over my face and my mouth, very gently. I thought I would cum soon, if she wouldn't quit pressing her foot over my dick. "She did this?" she asked and placed her left foot over my throat, I suddenly felt fear again. She must have seen it so she removed it and said, "No…don't be afraid" and placed it back on my mouth. "Come up" she said, so I did. I sat on the sofa beside her and we kissed, very passionately. "I'll be wicked to you, only as wicked as you want me to be, ok?" that sounded good, so I said, "Ok…but as long as it pleases you, too." She smiled and said, "don't worry about that, I'll take care of everything, come, follow me…." We went to the bedroom and sat on the bed. "I'll go back there for a minute and you can get rid of those clothes for me, ha?" "Sure" I was really excited, this looked good, much better then with Marla. I got naked and she came back after a minute, wearing those killer-boots. "How do you like them now, ha?" she brought her handcuffs, too. "Come, give me your hands…" and she cuffed my hands behind my back. She took out a leather collar with a leash from her bag and said, "is this ok with you?" "Yes, it's fine" I said, "Now, I'll have to start to act bossy over you, so if you have objections to that, tell me now." "No, it is ok; I know how the game goes." "Ok then…On the floor!" she raised her voice a bit and I kneeled in front of her. She sat on the armchair and said, "Lick those boots, dog! I want to see my face on them once your polishing is done." I began to lick her boots from bottom to the top. "You can lick some of my hip, too, but not too much" I licked her inner thighs and she allowed me to see her wet panties. She grabbed my hair gently, pulled my head and said, "Come, take a sniff!" I felt the scent of her sex; it was magnificent. She kept my head like that, an inch from her cunt, for maybe two minutes. She pushed me away, "I want to walk now, is that ok with you?" I knew what she meant so I took a look at her boots and it didn't look safe. "Yes…" I looked at her eyes and said, "Mistress!" she just smiled and said, "Oh…some training you had, ha? I like it that way. Ok then…" she removed the handcuffs, "Now lay on your back, dog! I need to walk!" I assumed that she was heavier then Marla, but I wanted this. I felt like a sick man but I still wanted it. I laid back and she stepped on my chest, first. She began to add pressure little by little and when she saw no pain on my face she climbed fully with her both legs on my chest. "You pervert, you even like this. No wonder she messed you up that bad, you gave her a reason. I bet that you want me to hurt you, too, ha? Tell me the truth, dog, do you?" I had to think a while, wasn't so sure how safe that was. Finally, I said, "Yes, please…do hurt me a little Mistress." "Hmm…ok then, but I need a reason for that, you have to give it to me now" I didn't know what to do, so I just said, "Fuck you!" She opened her eyes wide and said back, "No, FUCK YOU!" she swung her boot and hit me in the face. She looked at me to see if there was any damage and said, "Be careful, you know, there are limits for anything. Hmm…turn your head aside, I want to see something." I turned my head but she just placed her boot on my temple, "Can you take this, ha?" she applied some pressure on it, "Can I step on it fully, tell me, can you take it?" I couldn't say so, "I…I don't know" "Well…there is only one way to find out" and she stepped on my head balancing on her right leg. "You see, your ok so far…I wouldn't want to crash it into pieces…or would I?" she was much heavier then Marla, I knew that now. She stepped off and squatted on her knees near my head, "Are you ok, dog? Say something!" "Yes Mistress, I am fine, you've been very good to me." She was surprised, "VERY GOOD? Oh really, come on…don't flatter me, you pervert, you'll see, yet! I need to go to the bathroom, you just wait here." I said then, "Maybe…maybe you could do it here" she looked at me, "Do what?" "You know…relieve your self here." "Oh…ha, ha…that's what you have in mind, ha? Let me see…no, you just follow me" and we took off to the bathroom. "Lay on the floor, bitch, and open your mouth." She widened her legs and I crawled beneath her, "I have to say that Marla did a great job on you…you're completely hooked, aren't you?" I was afraid that she was right; all this began to turn me on like crazy. She let go a few drops at first and then a golden shower came down from her pussy, "Drink!" she ordered, "Drink it, you piss-lover! I don't want any on the floor, do you hear?" she had a lot and I couldn't catch all, "I am afraid that you'll just have to lick the floor now" she said after she finished. "Start licking the floor while I have another walk over your back" I turned around and got my tongue out as she climbed my back. She walked all over my back; she stepped on my neck but lightly and went back down to my ass cheeks. "Ok, lets go back" she pulled my leash and led me to the room on my hands and knees. "Lay on the bed, face down!" she ordered. I felt my dick would just explode and my balls were so heavy. I laid down and she went for that bag again. She took out the whip and said, "I am going to punish you for…for…well, I'll just punish you!" she placed her knee on my neck and began to flog my ass. "Does it hurt?" but my face was buried down to the pillow so I managed to let only, "Mmmhh" "What? I can't hear you." "Mmm…No..." "No? well, it will, believe me!" and she hit me harder and harder. Every time she whipped me she would either say 'Yeah' or just let out an 'Ahhhaaa'. After maybe a dozen hits my butt went num and she said, "Ok, turn around now!" I turned around and she went for that bag again. This time she pulled out a strap-on with a dildo on it, she strapped it around her waist and sat on the chair. "Crawl to me, dog, I have a bone for you, ha, ha, ha" I stepped on the floor, squatted to my hands and knees and crawled to her. "CLOSER, BITCH! COME CLOSER!" she was yelling now. She placed one leg over my back and said, "You like it? It's all yours." She kept my head with one hand and dildo with other and she brought it to my mouth, "Now lick it…suck it and give me a good blow-job, or else…" she pointed to the leather whip which was stretched on the floor near the chair. I began to lick the dildo and in a moment I was sucking it, she shoved it deep into my mouth. "Now this…this really makes you my bitch, doesn't it?" she began to breathe heavily, she moaned like it was part of her. "Mmmm…oh yeah…uhhh, suck it, suck it good…that's it. Oh yeah…you're good, you know…very good, I just…oh yes…I just might keep you in my possession" she then removed her leg, straighten up and began to fuck me in my mouth fast. She was shoving it deeper and deeper, "Ohh…fuck, this is great…come on…I want to see cum coming out of it…yes…fuck, fuck…ahhaa" she was wild. She stopped and so very quickly, she removed the strap and the dildo and shoved my face into her crotch, "LICK!" she yelled, "FUCK ME WITH THAT TONGUE…YEESSS…EAT ME GOOD, COME ON!" she went nuts, she was rubbing her pussy on my face violently and after maybe a minute, "Oh god…I am… I am…ah…ah…COMING…SHIT…AAHAHHHAH" and she came with my face deep in her sex. After a while she looked at me and said, "You may go now! Go there to the bed, now!" I obeyed her order and went to the bed. "Bend over the bed, dog!" she said and I did. She came beside me and said, "Spread your legs, I am going to make you my prison-bitch!" she pressed the dildo on my asshole and penetrated me hard, "Aaaouch!" I screamed, It hurt pretty bad. "Now, you're really fucked" and she began to fuck my ass, slowly at first but faster and faster then. "You better cum quick or I'll just bust your ass with this!" and as she was fucking me I felt I was on the edge, "COME ON YOU PRICK, CUM ALREADY!" she yelled and spanked my ass forcefully. My muscles began to twitch, she saw me cuming and said, " you're allowed to scream if you want" and I suddenly let go, "AAAHHHH….OHHHH…OH…OH.…OH" and I spurted all over the bed, liters of cum came out of my balls, my belly and my chest were all cum covered. She pulled out a dildo and moved away. I turned around on my back and smiled, I was actually smiling. "Nice, ha?" she said and laid beside me. She leaned over to my chest and tasted some of my cum with her tongue, "Mmmm…nice, I just love hot fresh cum." I looked at her and said, "Thank you!" She smiled at me and said, "No, thank you! You were…you were great, so humble and obedient, I couldn't even imagine. I was looking for someone like you for years." I smiled to that and said, "Maybe we should be grateful to Marla, after all, I never knew anything about this until she came back" "Maybe…" she said. "What time is it?" I asked and she looked on her watch, "it's half past ten, why?" I looked at her and said, "it's still early…" then she looked at me all in wonder and asked, "AGAIN?" I smiled and said, "Why not?" "You're sick, you know that! But I just love you that way" she kissed me, climbed on my chest and 'SBAAMM' she slapped my face, "BITCH!" she yelled and smiled, "You're dead, you know!" she leaned over to kiss me but her mobile phone rang. "SHIT!" she said and climbed off of me, "I'll be right back." She came back with a strange look on her face, she covered the phone with her hand and said, " IT'S HER…IT'S MARLA. " I was shocked. She turned on the speaker and I could hear, "Oh nice, really nice…ha, Bobby, cheating with my best friend, ha?" "I am not your friend Marla" Jennifer said, "Why don't you give your self up, we know what…" but Marla interrupted, "He wants to die, Jenny, kill him" I just couldn't believe all that what was happening, "What' a fuck are you…" Jennifer tried to talk but, "He has a death wish so, kill the fuck! You should try it, you know, it's something else, really…and don't bother to look for me, I am gone, far gone" and she hung up. We were both shocked by this; how did she get her number. She sat on the bed beside me and said, "Damn it! She's always one step ahead of me; I don't know how she does it…" I pulled her to my chest; "Forget about her, you'll catch her, sooner or later" and I kissed her. She looked at me and said, "What was that all about, you wanting to die and all? Did you tell her something like that?" I didn't know what to say, but I didn't want to lie either, "Well…once when we were doing it…I just wanted to provoke her, you know, to see if she is capable of killing someone…" I stopped for a while, "And she almost did kill me, you know. I was unconscious for few hours." She couldn't believe this, "Jesus… and you're still alive, I don't believe it! So…how does it feel to…you know, to almost die?" I looked at her for a while and said, "Pretty exciting, to be honest." She just stared at me, "You are…you are crazy, you know, I mean…I don't see how it could be exciting, it's…it's sick!" "I think we both had our kicks from it, especially she, but that time was really too close." And she became curious, "So…what did she do…I mean, how did she…" "She was strangling me, first time with a scarf, second time with her hands." She was amazed once again, "TWICE? You did it twice?" "Yes" I said, and she pushed me on my back and jumped on me, "Like this? Is this what she did?" she placed her both hands on my neck and squeezed a little.

I knew that, in a way, she was like Marla, but I also sensed that two of us could have great time together. The only thing was that we had to mind the limits. With Marla, that was impossible; Marla could cross that limit any time, I knew then that she had feelings for me but it was still unsafe ground. "That would come at the end" I said, "We played for an hour or so before this…this dieing thing. You should really see her then, she's all in trans, she doesn't hear or see anything, she just looses all her senses" I was explaining to Jennifer what this did to Marla. She removed her hands from my neck and said, "Hmm…would you show me that? I am just curious, now, that's it" I had to think it twice, I wouldn't want her to go crazy, too. But I also wanted to please her and… and me, maybe, so I said, "Ok…but we have to do it all from the beginning. Maybe we could do a quickie, ha? Lets do this…you think of a few things that make you most excited and aroused, and go for it. For this, you have to be really turned on, ok?" she watched me as I explained, "You'll know what to do, then. I'll make sure of that. And, this time…I want you to be selfish, think only about your own pleasures, ok? That way it'll be much more intense for both of us" I saw at her expression that she wasn't really sure about all this but then she said, "Ok, my pleasures only…hmm, that shouldn't be so difficult. For this, I think I'll go and change my clothes; I have this game I often fantasize about but I never had an opportunity to bring it to life. Maybe…maybe this time I can, and I promise it'll be fun." I have to admit, that she sounded scary then. First, she sat me on the chair and cuffed my hands behind it…and then she pulled out some duct tape and rapped it around my ankles and taped my body to the back of the chair. "I'll be back soon" and she went out of the room. After maybe 10 minutes she came back. She was wearing some kind of uniform; it wasn't an ordinary police outfit, probably some FBI official uniform. She had one more pair of handcuffs, a 37mm gun and a police stick, all-hanging from her waist. The only difference was that she had those leather boots instead of regular shoes. "This is the game, I imagine a thing or a fact and then I interrogate you. You have to guess what it is, sooner your guess is right, sooner the interrogation stops. I'll have to use some unordinary ways of interrogation, other way it would be boring. Are you comfortable with all this?" she asked and I just wasn't sure. I gambled before so I did it again, "Sure, no problem" I agreed. She licked her lips and said, "Hmm…let me see…ok, you are a suspect in a criminal case and you need an alibi. I have only one place for you to be, on the night of the crime, to believe you alibi. You have to find it out for your self" this won't be easy, I was quite sure of that. She stood in front of me for a while and said, "Ok…so, Mr. Robert, where were you on the evening of 11 ^th , between 08:00 and 11:00 pm…and you better tell me the truth. You are in deep shit now, and only the truth can save you!" "Well…I can't remember exactly but I think that I was at the party with my girlfriend" I said, "Hmm…we already checked and you do not have a girlfriend" and she took that stick in her hand and circled around me. She stopped behind me and 'SDUMM' she hit me with it on my left shoulder, not so gently, "DON'T LIE TO ME, YOU PIECE OF SHIT, I WANT THE TRUTH!" she yelled and another one landed on my right shoulder, even more forceful 'SBAAM'. "Now try again and don't think you can lie to me, I know all the tricks" she came back in front of me. My shoulders hurt pretty much, "I am sorry, I…mixed up the dates. Yes, on eleventh I stayed home, alone, I watched a movie and went to bed, yeah…that's right, I remember now" she just placed her boot on my chest and pushed me on the floor with the chair, I fell on my back but then she rolled me over to a side. I couldn't move at all. She swung her right leg and hit me in the guts with it, "LIEING AGAIN? I DON'T BELIEVE YOU, IDIOT!" and then her left boot sole intercepted my face, "I am gonna mess you up bad, if you don't say the truth." I was thinking very hard of which place could she invent for this and suddenly it came to me, "Ok...Ok…I admit, I was lying, but I'll tell the truth now, I was…I was at the crime scene that night, that's where I was, I did it, I confess…" and that was it, I guessed right this time. First, she was surprised but then she smiled. She rapidly turned around and took the whip. "This is for my partner you shot dead that night…" 'SMACK' she lashed that whip across my back, "YOU THOUGHT YOU'LL BE OUT OF YOUR MISSERY ONCE YOU CONFESS, YOU PIG!! WELL…" 'SMACK' she hit me again, "YOU WERE SO WRONG!!" and she began to whip me fats and hard. 'SMACK…SSSLASH' blows came quickly, one after another, I lost my counts, but I figured around thirty or so. I was badly scarred now and she…she looked just like Marla, now. She placed her boot on my head and said, "I should end your life right now!" and she added some pressure, "But, not yet…I want you to suffer as your victim did. To rape and cut someone up like that…it's sick!" she was developing the game in her head. Then, she stood fully on my head then and yelled, "IF THIS HEAD OF YOURS COLLAPSE NOW, IT'LL MAKE ME REALLY FEEL GOOD" she flexed her leg few times as she tried to add some pressure. "Come on…why don't you just die now, you sick fuck…I am just wasting my time with you" this was a little too much, now. She stepped off and said, "NO? Ok then…" she pulled out her gun and pointed it to my head, "Goodbye now…" and 'CLICK', she pulled the trigger but the gun was empty. I felt cold sweat coming out of me, my heart had pace of thousands per minute; I thought I'd had a heart attack. She took a razor and cut the duct tape away and said, "Stand up!" She stripped in a second; she was now naked except for the boots and a hat. "Lay on the bed, now!" I lay on my back and she tied me up to it with leather laces. She removed that hat and took out from the bag a black hood with opening for her eyes only. "In this state, when you confess you crimes, penalty is death!" I saw her crotch; it was all wet; she was horny like hell. She climbed the bed and stood above me, "Any final wishes, you are entitled to one last wish before you die?" I looked at her and said, "Just make it quick!" "Hmm…I am afraid that's impossible now, if it's quick, no kick for me, and I am selfish, remember…any other wishes?" I thought it for a while and said, "Before you kill me, I need one more taste of that pussy, please" and she almost jumped on my face, "Ok, lick it dog!" I began to lick her eagerly, she was all hot and sticky, rivers of cunt came down my chin, "Mmmm…yeah…oh, that's a licker, come on" she began to rub her crotch all over my face, "I'll fuck you some this way, pig!" she was now riding my tongue like nuts, "Ohhh…yeess…ahhahh…open…open your mouth" as I opened my mouth her pee hit me right in my throat, "Drink it…yes…oohhh" and once she was done, she moved away. She placed her cunt on my stiff dick and slide down. "This is it…your sentence is to be executed…" she began to fuck me and took the whip. She dragged it below my neck and pulled out. As she crossed the whip around my neck she began to tight it up, little by little. "Ohh…You must die now…ahaha…you're a criminal…and…and I have to…oh…oh…KILL YOU!" she yelled at the end. I knew she was about to cum, so I said, "Harder!" "WHAT?" she asked and I continued, "Tight it harder…" she was now confused, "I…I can't… I don't want to…" but I interrupted, "HARDER! HARDER, YOU BITCH!" After that she became furious, "BITCH? YOU...YOU JUST CALLED ME BITCH? DIE, YOU PRICK!" and then I was out of my breath, she was really strangling me, "Ohh...yeah…aha…aha…die, you fuck, die….AHHAHHH….I AM COMING…OOHHH…YESSSSS!!!" she went spasmodic; I could see all of her muscles twitching and her arms, too. She was strangling me with that whip without even knowing it. I managed to let a few sounds and to cough, so she would come out of her trans, "Gh…gh…gghhg" and she loosened it, finally. She removed the hood and looked at me, "Oh shit! Are you all right?" I was still breathing heavily, trying to catch my breath. She removed the laces and freed me, then began to explore my throat and my body. I suppose she was looking for any bigger damage she might have caused. She was very gentle, now, with her hands all over me. She stopped when she came across my hard and erected dick and rapidly she took it into her mouth and began to suck me. I came in seconds, spraying like fire hose all over her face and hands. "Robert…are you all right?" she sounded very concerned, "I am so sorry…I didn't realized that…" but I jumped in, "No! It's quite all right…I am fine. This was what I wanted you to experience…", "Really? Just like this?" I took her hand and pulled her closer to me, "Yes…did you like it? I think you did." She looked confused and embarrassed, "I don't…I don't know, really…it was weird" she said. "You should of seen how you looked when you came" I smiled at her, "You just lost it for a moment" she crushed beside me on the bed. "I guess you're right, but…I don't really want to do this again, it's dangerous, I almost killed you" I knew she meant it so I said, "No…you weren't even close, believe me, I was faking it" I wanted to calm her down. We just rested for a while and she said, "I think we should get some sleep, don't you? Come, get up, I need to change the sheets." I went to the bathroom and she changed the linen, and when I came back she was already undressed, ready to go to bed. So, I joined her.

The phone rang, 'Jesus, it's already noon' I thought, "Hello!"…"Hi, it's me…", "Oh, hi Mrs. Caine!" "Hi Mr. Caine, what are you doing?" "Just studying…how about you?" "Well…it's dull day today, here at the office, but I like it that way, no crimes, no nothing…and, the best of it is that I'll be able to split earlier" "Ok…that's great, I'll make us some dinner then, for…let's say 5:00 pm?" "Yeah, I think I'll manage to leave by that time. I bought something for us, today…wanna know what?" "No…no, I'll rather go for the surprise." "Fine then, and be sure not to mess up the food, or I'll just have to...well, you know what happens to bad, bad cooks." I smiled, "yes I know, I'll do my best, don't worry." "Oh, I am worried, all right! I am worried that you'd do everything right and that I won't have anything to punish you for, ha, ha, ha…" "I am pretty sure you'll be able to find something…" "Ok then, love you Bobby, and see you later." "Ok, bye!" " WHAT DO YOU MEAN 'BYE', WHERE IS MY 'I LOVE YOU, TOO" AND ALL, HA ?" "Oh come on…who could love such a mean, sadistic bitch like yourself, ha?" she was silent for a moment, "Did you just say Bitch? You're dead!" and she hung up. I smiled, as I knew this would be one ' HELL ' of a night.

She came home around 5:15 pm, as she entered the house she called, "I AM HOME, HONEY!" then she added, "And hungry like hell" "Bobby?" but I kept silent. When she entered the dining room, she was really surprised by the sight; on the table there was variety of different food, but on the bed beside, which I brought from the bedroom, there was me, stretched on it and naked. I had a blindfold and a collar around my neck. I just said, "Take your pick!" she waited for a few seconds and then she said, "SHIT! I'LL HAVE TO EAT COLD DINNER." She approached the bed, looked around and took the whip from the chair, nearby. She then looked at me, swung the whip thru the air and 'Sswish' she lashed it across my chest, "Well…let's get this party going on."

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