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Short stories about Pauline's by Pagan
The Perils of Pauline's 2
Pauline Jones.
The three converted barns made beautiful homes. Secluded, set away from the
village but convenient to the motorway, each one with an spacious acre of ground
separating them, a peaceful and quite area to live.
Number 2 had hanging baskets along the wall leading to the front door, lovely
big rooms, one lounge and one dining room plus a kitchen and down stairs
bathroom, all beautifully timber beamed.
Up the round staircase were three big bedrooms, again all timber beams, and all
en-suite.
The master bedroom held blush pink fitted furniture and a huge bed with scrolled
brass fitting's top and bottom.
The beautiful blond haired woman lay on it, her arms up above her head tied
through the middle scroll. The rope ran from her wrist's down behind her back,
between her legs, there large rough knots had been tied every inch so as they
bit in to ass and cunt before going over her flat stomach then being tied off
around her waist. Every movement she made forced the knots to play on her. Her
legs were open wide and fastened to the base. Her bright blue eyes looked up to
the ceiling as she tried to move the round ball strapped in to her mouth. The
soft wall lights now illuminated her young magnificent body, exposed and totally
naked. She glistened with a light perspiration; her mind fought in it's confused
state.
As she lay there she thought; I've lost count of the amount of times I've been
raped, abused and forced to do degusting things by those two pervert's in the
last 24 hours. I begged them to untie me but the last thing they said was, "You
ain't going anywhere darling you just lay there sweetheart we are going for a
beer, you just remember what's happened to you we will be back later and carry
on were we left off". She thought, I hope they untie me before my husband gets
home and why oh why have I got this uncontrollable fetish?
And how in god's name did I let it get me in this position?
The large blue removal van sat at the end of the basket-lined path. Tal Jones
and his pretty new wife Pauline watched the two burly men in their matching blue
overalls carry their furniture in to their new house. After two hours and
several cups of coffee the box's started to be taken to the correct rooms, each
one carefully labelled, lounge, kitchen, bedroom, miscellanies, etc. Pauline ran
excitedly from room to room changing her mind as to where things were going, Tal
smiled and followed her every whim.
It must have been about 1.20 during lunch break, Pauline and Tal were sitting on
the kitchen stools staring in to each others eye's sipping some celebration
wine, the two men were in the back of the van chewing sandwiches, secretly
pouring scotch in to their coffee. Steve lay back on some packing cases when he
heard a crack.
"Oh shit what the fuck was that", Chris peered around the back, "I think your
alright mate, it's a piece of our packing rack but you've moved one of their
box's and it don't look non to safe".
Steve climbed around to the split box and pulled it clear, he looked at the
writing on it, "Miscellanies and confidential, now there's a thing, I wonder
what it is". Chris looked at him, "Curiosity will get you the sack, and you
nearly got caught the last time".
Steve smiled as he lifted the corner of the lid, "Fucking hell, the lucky
bastard".
Chris looked up, "What the fuck is it now". Steve handed him some cards from the
top of the box, most of them from a stag night party, Chris picked some out.
"For use on a trouble-some wife, keeps her tied to the kitchen sink, Never say's
no with one of these", he looked at Steve, " What the fucks in the box".
The first thing Steve showed him was a set of bondage magazines then ball gags,
wrist and ankle straps, vibrators, rope, nipple clips, he smiled, "Well I wonder
what they get up to, look at this," it was a vibrator like a toothbrush, it
rotated as the brush pulsed back and forth, "Must be fun, must do things to a
darling like her", he waved the nipple clips, "I could go blind with the thought
of these on hers".
Pauline came to the back of the van as the box was being replace, she looked at
it in Steve's hand's, "I'll take that", she grabbed at the box and marched back
in the house.
Steve and Chris quickly picked up two box's and followed, they could hear her
raised voice as the past the kitchen, they stopped and listened.
Pauline was her full flow, "I told you to bring this in the boot, I still
haven't forgiven you for telling you mate," Tal was trying to explain, sorry, I
didn't mean to, forgive me, I was drunk, I love you, interjected Pauline's
stream of words.
"This is our secret, you promised, just because we found out I get
uncontrollable turned on by being tied up is just for us not to be spread around
your work and golf mate's, if you want to tie me up and make me do wicked things
than that's fine, I like my sex that way but don't tell other's, how can I be
expected to face them. This had better never happen again, you can think about
the fool you have made of me while your away next weekend you think long and
hard, I want to make this our lovely house and I will go out and buy some lovely
things while your away, so think on that too".
The blue van pulled back on to the motorway, Steve looked at Chris, " I wonder
if she gets uncontrollable with him or any-one".
Chris looked back, "Well mate you will never know".
Steve smiled, "There is a small box we forgot to unload, and we are off next
week-end, should we drop it back".
Chris stared at him, " You are joking".
The smile grew wider, "I don't joke".
Pauline was restless, Tal had only been gone 2 hours, she sat reading a magazine
but her mind was on the bondage fun they had last night, she got up for another
coffee, as she waited for the kettle, she opened the cupboard by the sink and
stared at the box, she bent down and picked out a magazine called Captive, made
her coffee and went back to the lounge taking the magazine with her.
She sipped her drink and gazed at the scantly clothed woman, tied up to a beam
standing on a table, the thought of her wriggling around unable to escape and
being at the mercy of any-one, that caused Pauline to touch her-self through her
light summer skirt.
She put her coffee cup down and looked up at the beams above her then at the
dining room table, she was not only restless she was wet.
She pondered, maybe just 15 minutes, just enough to get rid of this horny itch,
how would I, yes a pair of steps, then loop the rope round the beam, step down
on the table, get rid of the itch and step back on the steps to release myself
and, yes why not.
She put some cardboard over the table so she could wear high heels and then
moved a mirror so she could see herself. She looked at her self, nice, a sort of
innocent sexy, high heels, support sexy stockings, little light summer skirt,
nice tight fitting shirt, she thought shows my firm tit's off nicely, now
where's the rope.
Pauline got the box out and put it on the kitchen table, found a length of rope
and then got the big steps from the garage. Positioning the steps beside the
table she climbed up, measured how much rope she would need to hold her tight
when she was on the table, then looped one over her wrist and held the other
end. She got off the steps her arms were at full stretch, then she got back on
the steps and found she could loosen the wrist, well if she could loosen one she
could loosen two.
She was getting excited, she slipped the rope over one wrist, climbed the steps
and pasted the rope over the beam then slipped it over her other wrist, pulling
the slip knot's tight.
Just one more check that she could slide them off again, then she stepped down
on to the table, her arms were held high above her as the knot's bit in to her
wrists.
She threw her head back and rubbed her thighs together feeling the juicy
moisture sticking between her legs, oh yes this is what it's all about, it was
nice.
She moaned, oh yes she was coming, her head hung back as her eyes closed her
whole body going head long in to her first orgasm.
"Hello" she jerked and looked down. Steve smiled up at her, "Hello Mrs Jones
having fun".
Pauline was speechless, as she stared at him, her foot quickly moved to the
steps. An even quicker flick by Chris sent them crashing to the floor, he looked
at the panic stricken face, "OPP'S".
Pauline tried to be as composed as possible, "I don't know what you're doing in
my house, so please put those steps back and kindly leave".
The two men sat on chairs and pulled them in to the table, they both lent on the
table their heads not 2 feet from a pair of long beautiful legs. Steve smiled at
Chris, "Not a very nice way to treat a couple of blokes who have just brought a
box back for you".
Pauline was now getting very worried; "Look I'm sorry if I seemed rude but
please put the ladder back and I will repay you your expense's".
Chris picked up the bondage mag it had been left open at the page, "Seems like
our Mrs Jones is experimenting, look at this", Pauline's head spun and turned as
she saw Chris showing Steve the picture, there was now panic in her voice, "Look
will you please let me down, this is not a joke and I'm getting very annoyed".
It was as if she hadn't spoke, Chris turned the page this time the picture was
the next step, the woman was now tied with her legs open, held by a rope from
one ankle under the table and fastened to the other, Chris looked up at Pauline,
"Was this your next move".
"Now look here put those steps back and get out, this is my house and you are
trespassing, I will call the police", Steve laughed, "Not from where I am you
won't, now why don't you let us help you with your little game, I mean
experiment", he grabbed her ankle hard.
He didn't have to speak to Chris he just nodded and a long piece of rope was
pulled from the box, he took one end and wrapped it round Pauline's ankle, she
almost screamed at him, "No please stop, what do you think your playing at, stop
it", all to no avail as he threw the rope under the table and Chris picked it
up.
They both pulled on the leg in front of them, the heels ripped at the cardboard,
she was no match for them and her legs were tied off, now well apart. With her
legs parted her body lowered her wrist's were straining on the rope.
The screaming had gone to a quiet sobbing voice, "Stop it please, I will pay
you, just let me down". Steve nodded his head, "Seems our Mrs Jones is finally
learning manners, such a nice lady", he started to stroke her leg, just the calf
to start with but soon he was at her knee, Chris was doing the same.
"Tell me Mrs Jones why has a nice lady like you got a box like this?"
"Please let me go, please I've done nothing to you, why--," she was cut off,
again Steve said
"Why, yes why has a nice lady like you got a box full of fun toy's?"
By now Steve's hand was at her stocking top's and she was shaking her voice
almost a whisper, "My hh husband was ga given them at his eerrrr staa stag party
ahhhh", as she said the word party Steve's hand tickled the naked skin above her
stockings.
Chris let his hand touch her skin, "Why didn't you get rid of them". She was now
speaking through gritted teeth, "I wassss going to throw it away a ahh", Steve's
other hand was now stroking her leg between the back of her knee and the top of
her stocking, Pauline was unable to stop her ass moving and her breathing was
becoming erratic.
Chris pulled the back of her skirt back, up and high, he could see between and
up her bound legs, he smiled, what he could see was the dark stain between her
legs, he nodded to Steve, "Seems our Mrs Jones's panty's are a little damp up
there".
"Well what seems to be making your pussy wet, come on, tell us and if we feel
your telling the truth, we might untie you".
The two men could hardly hear, "No, Noo please why are you doing this stop, I
don't want you in my house please untie me and leave". Steve told Chris to find
some beer, "This could be a long night".
Pauline managed to stamp a foot and she yelled, "Untie me you bastards and get
out, just leave".
Steve got up and walked round to the box, Chris was still tickling the naked
thighs, he was enjoying the way he was making her legs move. Steve pulled a ball
gag out of the box and returned to the chair, stood on it then up on the table
behind her. He looked at the mirror, he could see her looking at him, "A Chris
she can see herself," "ooo,oo," he mockingly waved at her via the mirror, then
he lifted the ball gag so she could see it, "What's this do".
"Take that away, stop it please", Steve was right by her ear, "Only if you tell
me what it's for".
"You know what it's for", Steve looked down at Chris, "Needs some help
remembering, do you remember that little gismo I showed you in the van, try
using that instead of your hand".
Pauline now knew they were there and they weren't going away, her pleading only
in-sighted them to do more, her mind raced, she was helpless, tied and they knew
she had done it herself for her own sexual excitement and now, worst of all, she
found herself in her own fantasy, alone, tied, at the mercy of two strangers and
getting wet, her body was charged, she had to stop them before it was to late,
she was married to a wonderful man, she was his and his alone, and she loved him
she was not the plaything of these monsters.
She said, "Look I'm sorry pleaseeeeee", the vibrating head slid up the inside of
her thigh and touched he panty line beside he crutch. She went to speak as the
ball was rammed in her mouth, she shook her head but Steve had the buckle
snapped shut and pulled tight, her mouth opened fully as her teeth held the
ball.
Steve looked at her reflection in the mirror and smiled, "Now you nod or shake
your head at my questions, my friend seems to have made you jump, would you like
him to do it some more?" she shook her head but he carried on. "What can I see
sticking out from your shirt, two little interesting lumps", his hands came
round and pulled at her nipples, her head looked down then back up at him,
"Chris, she just nodded".
As she stared back at him through the mirror, Chris laid the head on to her
pants right over her cunt. Her knees buckled as far as they could and a low moan
came from behind the gag, Steve immediately rolled her nipples, "Like that don't
you", with all the strength she could muster she shook her head, "Oh I think you
do, but have it your way we will just keep you tied up and your cunt going until
you do like it".
His eyes were fixed on the mirror and the bound beauty he could see. Her eyes
were closed, he watched his own hands slide down the front of her shirt up
underneath then the outline travailing up, he felt her soft skin, then the under
part of her firm tit's. He grinned at himself as his hands closed over the firm
mounds feeling the pert hard nipples in the palm of his hand.
With a giggle in his voice he said, "Chris I got skin try some on that machine",
Chris put his finger in to the crutch of her pants pulled down and slid the
vibrator fully on to her cunt". The Nooo that came from behind the gag was mixed
in to a loud sob, but her body uncontrollable moved, Chris whispered, "Do you
like this".
Pauline's ass was gyrating her head moved and she moaned as the two men
continued their torment. Steve stepped round her unbuttoned the shirt and
started to chew on the extended nipples. Chris pulled another vibrator out of
the box, long and thick and putting his head under her skirt he pushed it up her
cunt while playing the brush head over her clit. Accompanied by squeals and
moans Pauline's hips thrust back and forth until she came to a shuddering
climax.
She hung there as Steve played with her tit's, Chris was fingering a very wet
hole, "Now you did like that, so as I promised we will take you down", she
looked at him through her tear stained eyes, he smiled back in to the pretty
face, "And tie you in another position while we play with you some more".
Chris left the buzzing plastic up and let her pants hold it in before he jumped
up behind her. As Steve struggled to untie her wrists he couldn't resist
grabbing himself a handful of her tit's. He fondled them, squeezed the firm
mounds and pulled on her nipples, he had time because Steve had to cut the rope
to free her, Chris was ready as they pulled her arms behind her and retied, they
jumped down and took away the ankle ropes, she tried to kick out at them but at
the second attempt her leg was caught and she was held until Chris lowered her
in to the waiting arms of Steve, "Come on darling lets go upstairs and tie you
up the way you like it, then we can have some fun on your big bed, Chris bring
the some fun box".
She was half marched and half dragged to the stairs, she fought not to go but as
she moved the feeling of the ropes tight on her wrist's and the plastic cock
still wedged and buzzing up her was to much, she could feel that her cunt was
twitching, she moaned as she stopped fighting, her body forced her to give in,
it was imposable for her to stop the men taking her upstairs. The large scroll
ended bed sat in the middle of the bedroom, Chris and Steve grinned at each
other as they pushed Pauline in.
Apart from the fact that her shirt was undone she was still fully dressed, the
two men walked her to the edge of the bed and pushed her down. Chris put his
left hand on her exposed tit's and held her down, Steve lifted the front of her
skirt and looked under, the end of the vibrator could clearly be seen under her
pink pant's, he smiled at Chris, "Makes a nice droning noise don't it".
Chris said, "Must be doing something to her, her ass can't keep still, come on
let's get her tied again and empty a load up her, my balls ache".
Steve went to the box, sorted out a magazine, "Pull her back up let's have her
sit on the thing for a while, here you are Mrs Jones, pick which picture you
like and we will do the rest".
Pauline now sat firmly on the vibrating plastic cock it was doing incredible
things to her, she looked at them for mercy, all she got was the pages being
flicked slowly in front of her. She looked at the pathetic faces of the bound
women, the feeling in between her legs was overpowering, she squirmed.
"Hay I like the look of that, what about you?" Steve thrust the page in her
face. As she focused on the picture she felt a hand go under her skirt and push
the vibrator up her, she squealed again. "Seems that's the one, and the woman's
naked so it looks like we are going to have to strip you so let's get your
clothes off and get to it", Steve's face was a picture of triumph as he showed
it to Chris.
It was a picture of a naked busty blond, her arms were folded in front of her
and tied tightly together and then to her body, her legs were bent and fastened
at the ankle to the upper thigh, she was gagged. Ropes had been threaded behind
the bent knees and through her upper arms and she was suspended, wide legged
like a swing. A man was kneeling between her legs licking her open cunt while
another stood, holding her head back and down letting his cock lay on her face,
with in twenty minutes Pauline hung the same.
Steve grinned down at her, "Lets complete the picture, you don't mind if we get
comfortable, my trousers seem to be constricting something", both him and Chris
stripped.
Pauline's head swung around trying to see what they were doing, Steve's naked
legs approached her she looked up to see him waving a ribbed full size imitation
cock, the way her arms had been tied forced her firm tit's up between them. He
pulled hard on her nipple pulling as much of her tit's from between her folded
arms, Steve laughed in her face as he pushed the cock between them. She gasped
through the gag it was Chris running his fingers between her soaking slit, "What
do you want, plastic or the real thing". Steve was still looking at her, "Let's
give you plastic first then you will give the real thing a real good time".
Her eyes were wide with panic as Steve turned it on, Chris looked at her,
"Getting fed up sucking that plastic ball, soon my pretty you will have me and
as you can see there's a lot of it". Her eyes suddenly shut as a loud then long
moan filled the bedroom, the end of the vibrator rubbed over her wet clit, her
bound body jerked, the moans became squeals, Chris undid the strap and pulled
the ball from her mouth.
Chris still had the brush vibrator and he ran the end over her nipple as Steve
started to fuck in and out of her cunt with the other one, Pauline gasped,
"YYYEEESSSS OH GOD AAAHHHHH MMMMMMM AAAAAHHHH". As her mouth opened again Chris
pushed his cock in to her mouth, she closed over it and sucked, "That's it
darling the experimenting is over now we fuck you". Her ass jumped and moved,
Steve dropped the vibrator and slid easily in to the excited hole and with
furious vigour both of them fucked the lovely Mrs Pauline Jones as hard as they
could.
Pauline lay on the bed trying to count how many more times she had been fucked
in the last 22 hours, she moved her arms and the knots tickled her ass-hole and
clit again she moaned, what had they done to her, what had she become.
She remembered they had fucked her cunt and mouth the first time, by the time
they had taken her down and were re-tying her, knelt on the floor, her ankles
crossed her wrists tied to them and her elbows pinned together they were rampant
and ready again. Steve had his fun by making her lick and taste her own wet cum
on his cock as he fucked her mouth. Chris made her degrade herself by spreading
her legs further and kneeling on a plastic cock fucking herself while he fucked
her mouth for a second time.
She had still been spitting juice from her mouth as she was untied only to find
herself downstairs and over the dining room table, legs tied wide, her arms
stretched across to the other legs, her ass a perfect target to be warmed by
their hands, and they warmed her.
They used the little brush vibrator on her nub while she was spanked, to keep
her quite they tied the large cock shaped plastic in her mouth then put the
mirror in front so she could look at herself and watch.
The sensation of the vibrator on her cunt and the spanking made her so wet that
she was to far gone to put up any resistance, she remembered the look on their
face's grinning at her through the mirror as they had a great time fucking her
ass.
Pauline gazed at the ceiling and pulled the rope up in to her cunt again, she
couldn't help it, she was looking at the beam and her mind was full of them
forcing her to put on stockings, suspenders and high heels, tying her elbows
tight to her side, fixing a noose to the beam and around her neck, then making
her fuck and play with herself while they sat on her settee with the last of her
celebration wine, laughing as she brought herself to a climax and her knees
buckled, she was moaning and gasping as the rope around her neck tightened.
She remembered the smile on Steve's face as he loosened it while he stood in
front of her fucking her cunt and Chris completed the sandwich by standing
behind fucking her ass.
She wondered what time it was, would they untie her and leave before Tal got
back, what plans had they for her after the beer. She hoped it wouldn't be as
painful as the last one.
They had kept her wrist's tied behind her while she was sat between them moving
from side to side sucking hard and licking every bit of their cocks including
balls while they flicked through the magazines, she remembered the uneasy
feeling when she saw them pick up a copy of Japanese S & M.
Her head was being rammed the full length of Steve cock when she heard Chris
say, "Now that looks painful", she didn't now then how right he was.
If she had been and had her haircut like she said she was then they wouldn't
have had enough to tie. She had been laid face down on the table, her elbows
were tied tight with rope past over her tit's and then under them, three little
piece's locked them tight to the right, centre and left, forcing the rope to
squeeze them. Her ankles pulled up and tied as one to her wrists, ropes around
her thighs held her legs bent double. They tied a rope around her stomach then
to her wrists, bringing the ropes from her bent legs and elbows to join it and
then up to a beam. Her hair had been bunched and tied, the rope went the length
of her body, then those dam knots in between her ass and cunt before being
pulled up and tied of at the waist as soon as she tried to move her head the
knots bit in to her cunt, suddenly all the ropes tightened at once, she screamed
as the table was moved from under her.
She swung and slowly spun as the ropes bit in to her. After the screaming
stopped the begging started, pleading with them to let her down, as her head
passed Steve he said, "Do you know something Mrs Jones your in the perfect
position and at the perfect height for you to give the best blow-job in the
world and when I've had it you can come down, oh and that goes for Chris as
well".
They gentle spun her as they stood back and admired not only their handiwork but
also the beautiful woman now total at their mercy. Her tit's hung below now much
firmer in the confines of the ropes her nipples pointed slightly left and right
and they were at full length. The knotted rope between her legs was hard up her
ass and cunt, the rough knots rubbing on the sensitive flesh and her lovely
round bottom so inviting to the hand, "Going to suck us, give us the old tickle
with the tongue, do all the work and swallow the lot", she groaned a pathetic
"Yes".
Being able to swing her and move her round at their will they enjoyed pushing
her away as she tried to get their cocks in her mouth, as this was happening the
phone rang. Six rings and the answer phone kicked in. "Hello darling, just
thought I'd ring and see if you were at home or has my lovely wife gone to the
swinging city, catch you later, Tal".
Steve roared with laughter, "Your Mrs is swinging all right swinging right on to
the end of my cock, and that's the second time me and your wife have swing
fucked to day", Chris joined in, "And she's at home with my cock stuck in her
what a fuck bunny you got for a wife". He bent down and squeezed her enlarged
breast's, "Does your Tal know you're a good handful", he kissed her face, "Your
fucking lovely all right or is it, you've got lovely holes for fucking, let's
find out some-more".
Steve said, "While your down there Chris grab those nipple clamps, let me see if
they look as good as I imagined", Pauline could not bend her head to see but she
soon felt both her long nipple's being squeezed by the hard metal, the pain
increased as Chris swung her about using the chain.
After that the men made sure that this blow-job was going to last or her nipples
weren't. Unable to save herself she was helpless, they knew she couldn't move as
they pushed forward, the momentum of her own body forced her mouth back and
their cocks the full length of her throat, if she didn't make gurgling noise's
they would not have withdraw to let her breath. She found the best way to keep
them from choking her was to lick and tickle the heads, her mouth and tongue had
never worked so hard.
The clock had pasted over an hour by the time both men had cum down her
throat, her head hung down, her body totally exhausted, as the cum dribbled from
her mouth Pauline felt disgusted.
Both her tormentors opened another can, Steve first pulled on the nipple chain
she moaned then he walked behind her, ran his fingers in between her legs, the
knotted ropes were soaking, she had climaxed three times and he took great
delight in making her suck her own cum of his fingers.
It took them a long time to untie her, they had to carry her upstairs, first
they put her on the toilet and then washed her down. After they had tied her
arms and legs to the bed, they rubbed cream in to her sore tit's, ass and cunt,
of course that got them randy, so before they left her in the state she was in
now with her cunt knotted they both decided to make use of her cunt again.
Well if they wanted her to think about all that had happened she had done, what
next.
She heard more than two voices, yes three no four, one of them female, who the.
The door open, a rather attractive lady entered followed by an older man, then
Chris and Steve.
The woman spoke, "She is lovely, thought she would be", the man joined in, "Been
watching her through binoculars an absolute darling and gorges dressed like
that".
Steve looked at them, "O K, she's all yours we be off now, I think she been
warmed up nicely", Pauline was amazed, after all they had done to her they just
turned and left, the woman approached the bed.
"You are gorges just perfect", she bent and kissed her nipples, "You fancy
sucking my cunt, my husband will see to that itch between your legs, Suddenly
the man grabbed the woman, swung her to the floor and ripped her clothes off.
Before Pauline could understand he had handcuffed her wrists and he was dragging
her up by the hair and forcing her between Pauline's legs, "Suck it, go on, you
suck her before she sucks you".
The woman's tongue sucked and licked the clit from between the knots, the
feeling was incredible, Pauline's hips were soon jumping and she was pulling the
rope as her clit was sucked in to the soft mouth, "Enough, move your ass, go on
sit on her face, I'll give that hole a fucking", the gag was removed and the
woman pushed on to the bed, her leg's straddled Pauline's face.
The wet cunt over her was open and Pauline's tongue was in it, licking and
sucking, her nose pushed at the hard fleshy nub as the taste of the juice
started to consume her mouth. She felt the knotted rope being pulled out of her
cunt and fingers being pushed in and out, even in her well fucked state Pauline
was immediately aroused and pushing up to meet the full force of the finger
fucking she was getting.
Another voice filled the room, she looked up past the hairs of the cunt she was
eating and saw Tal, he smiled at her then pulled the woman to him as he kissed
her passionately on the mouth he squeezed her breast's. Pauline tried to speak
but her mouth was full of aroused cunt and her own body was jumping to the
fucking her cunt was getting, what she did hear was Tal.
"Hello Phibe, told you she would suck cunt, what do you think of my lovely
wife's cunt Jack worth tying her up and fucking on a regular base's. It would
seem things moved a bit quicker than we planned, those removal men, thought they
might try something when they found out, so I'm glad you were watching and rang
me". He kissed her again then looked at Pauline, "Oh hello darling these are our
new neighbours, you may recognise Phibe from the magazine Hogtie, she's moving
on to a hardcore mag called Tied, Helpless and Raped next, also she has got the
photograph team an appointment with you.
PAGAN.
