Turn of the Tide (with jenwishuknew)

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Adrian Stringer
Age: 21
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 210 lbs.
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Hazel
Body Type: Strong and Athletic but slightly overweight as well


Adrian took the key from his pocket and slid it into the lock, slowly opening the door, mumbling 5368 to himself. The lock opened, allowing him to enter the porch. He took the second key, and slid that into the mortice lock, anticipating the stiffness of the lock, the bolt moving with a quiet thud. Finally, he took the third and last key, and slid it into the lock, slowly turning the lock, hearing the quiet click indicating the door was open. He paused, as he listened out, his experience in the cadets had honed both his night vision and his hearing. All he could hear was the sound of a car drive past, the boom boom boom of the unnecessary large bass speaker marking the car’s presence to all and sundry.

As the door opened, the remote sensor stopped flashing as anticipated. He had 60 seconds to reach the control panel. As a droplet of sweat ran of his brow, he entered the code, 5368, the alarm system successfully deactivated.

He sighed deeply. He caught a photo out of the corner of his eye, and stopped and stared at it, AT HER. She was in her mid 30s, and a widower. The first couple of years, she took it hard, but the last year or so, she had obviously accepted her loss, as she started to wear more colorful attire, and more revealing outfits around the office. That was until she, sacked him with a couple of others.

That had seriously pissed him off. He had not done anything wrong for 12 months, had a clean sheet. She even commented on his improvement at their last one to one meeting. And then the dismissal, with two others.

She was apologetic, but the fact was she had dismissed him, as far as he was concerned unfairly. His troubled days, flirting with the life of crime was over. Having a job that inspired him, had helped to keep him straight. He wasn't sure if he would be able to get a job again, even with her good reference

He continued to look at her in the photo as he shone his torch onto her. She was wearing a tight summer dress, her small but perky breasts clearly visible under the halterneck top of the dress. He had looked at her for months, becoming more and more intoxicated by her beauty, her looks, her sexuality. Now it was time for revenge; revenge for sacking him, revenge for being a flirtatious tease.

“Bitch” he mumbled under his breath

He ascended the stairs he had ascended numerous times, including that afternoon as he had rehearsed the movements, knowing which stairs creek, and those that don’t. At the top, he stopped, and listened, looking around the landing, the house in almost total silence.

After several minutes, he was sure that she was asleep, and slowly step-toed into her back bedroom, placing the balaclava over his already hot head, and pushed the door ajar, and stepped in, looking around the room, at his prey.
 
Lydia was in her early 30s but could easily pass as if she was a freshly grad and in her early 20s. She was once married and now a widower, she changed her life around when she met the guy. He was no more and their journey together was very much fun but short. She loved him and had to get over his death in able to move on with her life. First, she had hard time settling down with someone….as if it was hard to find the right guy. And when she found the right guy, it was only for a very short period of time.

Of course, it changes person when they have to go through the things she had to go through. She graduated with a degree in business management so when she always was a key person in making decisions even when her husband was around. At one point, he passed his importing business of fine clothing over to her when he had invested into a big travel agency. She had always helped him in his business so it was easy to take over to give him some space and time away from this to another business. And it was then the tragedy had happened which took his life, a car accident.

She had asked him that they should cut down the number of employees they had working for them and he didn’t like the idea. It was still his company back then but she ran it. Though, ever since she took over, she had managed to turn the profit around, adding few numbers to what he was making initially. She revisited the idea of cutting down few people since the economy had taken a hit last year. Of course, she was rich and not the one affected by it and even if she was, it was very menial to even notice. But when it came to looking after her business, she always did what was necessary.

Now they had hired all sorts of people. People who were qualified enough and even people who weren’t qualified enough, just to help them become something. But when the time came to cut few people off, she decided to stick with people who had more experience and qualifications. She rather have less people with higher qualification. It was a tough decision but not as touch to lose sleep over it. And just like that, she was sleeping in her luxurious bed in a humongous estate that she and her husband worked so hard for. It was in a gated community and in a rich area.

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She partially had her comforter covering to her waist. Her silky black night outfit on display as her dark blonde hair splayed beneath her head as she was sleeping in her left and in a peaceful manner. She had no idea what was coming her way and how few people had been trying to get revenge on her due to recent actions on her part.
 
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Adrian stood at the door war for a while, contemplating his actions. The bed was large, and made from wood, it had lovely wooden corner posts from where he could tie the cheap cotton strands he had bought, and placed in situ already.

He was employed as a handy man having attended a college course as part of his re-habilitation programme. As such he had learnt various maintenance skills and had received certificates for them. As such he had been allowed access to their home to undertake simple repair jobs. Other duties had included being a driver, collecting clients and taking them to the airport as and when required. The pay wasn't brilliant, but he hoped to have stayed there for af ew years to improve his employability.

As he looked around the room, he saw a bra hanging from the footpost of the bed, making him smile. His cock was already semi hard, he had found her alluring from day one, always looking smart elegant but she always had a flirtatious smile towards him he thought.

Slowly he started to enter the room treading carefully but she seemed asleep. He took the bra and folded it up into half.

He inhaled deeply before he stroke, reaching for her mouth, he pressed the slightly padded cups into her mouth as he whispered to her

"Keep quiet if you value your life..."

His hazel coloured eyes stared into hers as she was suddenly woken up, interrupted from her deep sleep.
 
Lydia lived a very comfortable life for a woman her age. She really was work oriented of recently and had other hobbies but she mainly concentrated on her work. Apart from usual house chores and living on her own, she had a healthy lifestyle where she worked out almost every day and paid attention to how she looked now that she owned a big company. She single handedly was handling the transactions.

Her advisors had suggested that they continue to keep alive the re-habilitation program so to help the society and keep a good name of herself. She agreed back then but now it was time to cut that branch out. And she went ahead and did it.

The moment she felt something being stuffed, she tried to scream and then moved her hands over this, trying to push him off, her legs coming in to try to find some ground on the bed to push herself up and away. Of course, all her attempts failed and left her with short of breath. She blinked her eyes twice when he told her to keep quite if she wanted to stay alive. She wanted to tell him to take everything, all the money and anything else that he wanted but with the bra pads in her mouth, she couldn’t say anything except some mumbling.
 
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Adrian breathed out with releif as Lydia refused to struggle. He knew she was fit, exercised reguarly and so could have put up a struggle.

But the shock of being woken up from her deep sleep had helped, and thrusting her bra cups into her mouth as a gag also had helped to subdue her.

Quickly he reached under the bed and retrienved the two pieces of rope he had placed during the day, and secured her wrists.....

He made an effort not to over tighten the knots but at the same time he had to ensure she was unable to escape....

"So Lydia... do take great pleasure in helping to break the prospects of your employees huh?"


He started to reach out and caress her cheeks her lips soflty with his fingers as he caressed her...

"And do you enjoy being a prick tease?"

The room was in total silence, only broken by two people inhaling deeply; both of them full of adrenaline as a result of the activities.

He was now straddling across her torso, her breasts covered by the silk chemise that she was wearing, on one breast her areola almost visible.

"I must see how pretty you are Lydia....."

With that he moved his hand from her lips, and turned the bed side light on, positioning it into her eyes as if she was being interrogated.
 
She didn’t want to make the matters worse. He was possibly there to steal some things and she guessed that if she complied, he’ll leave her alone. As anyone would expect, she did as anyone would in that situation. She had just woken up from her deep sleep and took a while to get hold of the situation, by that time, he had significantly taken over the situation.

Her efforts went in vain as she tried to thrust out her bra cups out of her mouth and by that time, he had secured her wrists by tying them to the bedposts with rope. It only hurt her wrists if she pulled harder but other than that, it was pretty lose.

Wondering how did he know her name and about what she did. Realizing it must have been someone she knew. It had to be someone that knew her. Moving her head left and right, eyes widening as he asked if she liked being a prick. It was obvious it wasn’t a robbery. This was about something else. When he told her how he had to see how pretty she was, she guess what he was about to do and so started move and squirm beneath him a bit vigorously. Pushing up with her torso as she tried to used her leg strength to pushed her hips and rest of her body upwards.
 
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Adrian straddled Lydia as she strugled with her legs.

He reached out and caressed her cheek, lips soflty as he spoke....

"If you don't stop Lydia, I will have to restrain your legs as well! Do you really want that?" His voice was cool, soft, almost soothing yet commanding.

He confuted to cares her cheeks as he looked down at her, her face now brightly lit by the bedside light, his other hand joining in, as he just simply caressed, moving his fingers down to the neck, just above the clavicle as he raked her flesh with his nails, softly gently.

"So Lydia why do you tease your male employees, tempting them with your adorable looks and yet scathe them when they look.?"

He inhaled...

"You are just a fucking cougar prick tease arn't you Lydia? Giving us the come on; but we all know nothing will happen, ever happen... that is till now...."

With that, he placed his hand on her breast, partially covered by the cup of her nightdress, as he caressed it, feeling for the nipple, and started to roll it gently between thumb and forefinger.
 
Lydia soon realized just how strong the guy was and when he turned the lights on, she found him wearing a mask so she couldn’t tell who he was. Not being able to speak a word, she couldn’t address her concerns. He was wise to mute her because she would have screamed her lungs out if he hadn’t.

She moved her head way from his hand as he caressed her cheek and then her pert lips as if she was angry at him. When he told her he might have to restrain her legs as well if she didn’t stop moving and knew that she’d lose her chance to get away if he tied her legs….in case if she did get a chance to sneak away.

She nodded no and quit moving, laying still as he looked up at him, trying to speak with her eyes as that was the only option. Feeling his hand around her supple neck and listening to him speak to her as if she was some tease and tempting people around her with her beauty. It was true…noting would happen between her and the people from work.

She was too good for them and she had a reputation to look after now. Her eyes widen watching him place his hand on her breast through the fabric of her nightdress as he’d caress her nipple and started to roll it with his fingers. She stayed still, hoping he’d just leave her alone or allow her to speak so she can find out who he was.
 
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He continued to caress his captive, running his hands, along the inside of her arms, raking her flesh with his nails, perfectly manicured as a guitarist. He was for the most part gentle in his touching, trying to arouse her if possible.

Moving in from her arms, he returned to her neck, and breasts, caressing, stroking, the room becoming quiet other than the sound of their breaths.

He found her breasts again as he caressed, teasing her, circling around her nipples, pinching them before again rolling them between his thumbs and forefingers simultaneously....

"So Lydia, my adorable cock tease..... as in the words o the Billy Joel number has this uptown gal ever had a downtown boy?" His voice was soft gentle.....

He still carried on teasing her, moving back to her various erogenous zones as he touched, teasing her exposed flesh.


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It was sad that she couldn’t do anything with him heavily straddling her to stay put in her bed. Funny thing about it was that she had a large estate property and even if she screamed, it was doubtful that a soul would hear her and come to her rescue. So she knew her screaming would go in vain and these bra cups did a good job at keeping her mum.

She felt his hands roam over her body as he raked her skin with his nails, leaving soft of red streaks. It wasn’t the one to leave marks behind but in that moment, she could feel his nails scratching her soft skin. She started breathing faster as he then moved his hands to her neck, breasts and over her torso, going back to tease her breasts and her nipples as he pinched her and she felt the jerk in her body that was involuntary.

She only looked at him angrily, still trying to figure out what he wanted from her. MONEY? She could easily send him off if that was the case but if it’s something else then it would be a hard bargain.
 
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Adrian continued to caress, and tease her body as he detected a change in her breathing pattern, to one of some one becoming aroused - possibly.

He shuffled down such that he was now straddling her thighs as his right han reached for the hem of her chemise, her night dressed, and slowly started to slide his fingers along her thigh.

As he did so, he leant in, placing his lips close to her ear..

"Has anyone ever told you Lydia that you are an attractive woman... You should forget about your husband, as unfortunate his death was, and find another partner...."

As he finished speaking he started to kiss the base of her neck softly whilst his other hand caressed her inner thigh, slowly working it's way up, taking the hem of her chemise with it.

He continued talking, whispering as he kissed..

"Rather than flirting with all in-sundry, leading them on..... You are such a fucking prick tease Lydia that you need to learn a lesson...."


As he finished talking, the last few words being hissed, he cupped her labia under her chemise....

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She was breathing heavily because he had pinned her down and her struggles had tired her down a little, trying to catch her breath as her chest heaved up and down rather drastically. She felt him shuffle down to straddle her thighs as he pulled on her night dress upwards, exposing her panties covered sex, black in color.

She turned her head to the other side when he leaned in to whisper in her ears. Hearing him tell her how she was an attractive woman and how she should get past her husband’s passing. Maybe he was right but it wasn’t going to be him for sure.

She felt him lean into her soft neck and started to kiss her there while his other hand caressed her thighs, working its way up her sex. He only had hatred for her it seemed as he then grasped at her out lips, under her chemise. Feeling him hurt her a little, she moved and tried hard but knew her efforts were wasted.
 
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Adrian's fingers cupped her labia through the gusset of what felt like a lacy shorts. His touch was now soft gentle as he caressed her clit, running his fingers slowly over her slit.

He felt her struggle at times before she would rest and then start again - making him keep the bra cups in her mouth as a gag. His lips continued to kiss, lick nibble her jaw line, the base of her neck. He was slow and sensual, as he tried to see if he could tease her, get her aroused.

He wasn't sure, if he would be able to, but he was an accompliced lover when he wanted to be, he loved giving pleasure, and this was no exception. He wanted to sleep with Lydia, to bed her, not to rape her.

His lips moved to her breast as he uncovered it from the silk of her chemise, exposing he r nipple. Hi blew over it before softly licking, it with the flat of his tongue, licking it feverishly. He kissed it, nibbled it as his eyes met hers, the fingers of his right hand still lightly sensually caressing her labia, her sex through the lace shorts.

His own cock was hard in the confines of his black cargo trousers and trunks he wore underneath.


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She could feel him cup her sex through the fabrics of her panties. She could feel that he wasn't being as rough and harsh with her, something that's to be assumed in given scenarios.

She'd struggle and rest but not too much too often. She felt him pin her down in her bed as he leaned down to kiss and lick her flesh. She did move when she'd feel him suckling same spot for too long as it would leave questionable marks that would be hard to explain.

She wondered if this was a rape since he paid mind to small details. Finally, she felt him tug her dress further up her frame, exposing her pert 32B breasts. They sat perfectly on her torso without sagging down or to the sides, just perfect. Her body slowly squirmed feeling him suckle and lick her nipple, treading as if he was her lover or an admirer.
 
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Adrian continued, taking his time, as he cupped her breasts..

"You do have lovely breasts, Lydia, pert, firm and so kissable...... " He gently nibbled her nipple as he finished speaking, his had still caressing her sex, teasing her clit, unsure if her body was starting to respond.

He moved his lips to her other breast and continued, his hands caressing constantly, before he moves to the base of the bed and picked up her left foot, and slowly started to kiss her big toe, holding her foot to prevent her from kicking him. He then proceeded to perform fellatio on her big toe as he watched her, her face in the bright glare of the light, he was in the dark shadows....

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She did have perfectly rounded breasts that one could admire all day long if needed. The pert one with fine nipples and not so big at all but just perfect for her petite frame. She arched her back, lifting her torso toward him as he niggled on her nipple, hoping he wouldn’t hurt or bite them so helping him nibble with ease.

She had no idea how her body was reacting to this but he would find some moistness. Though emotionally, she hated his guts for doing such a thing. She watched him with curiosity when he finally moved down on the bed and lift up her foot only to kiss her big toe and then lick her. She couldn’t understand why and if it something that someone should suckle on but it did feel good.

Felt good in a way that he wasn’t hurting her but making love to her body, even though her rough, it was a roughness very much welcomed. Though the fact is that no one ever made love to her like that, this was definitely new to her and one wouldn’t say this was lovemaking. Of course, if they were dating, one could easily assume they’re playing a game or something. She tried to pull her leg back as it tickled a little but his grip was tight.
 
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Adrian continued his onslaught as he literally worshiped her body. He knew she was starting to respond, her breathing, her involuntary sighs. Finally he moved his lips along to some other toes before taking her entire foot in his mouth as he sucked them en masse.

Then he started to kiss, along the top of her foot and up her calf, sighing, his hands always caressing...

Ultimately he reached her thighs as his hand moved upwards again, cupping her sex, feeling the wetness...

Slowly he pushed the gusset to the side as he inserted a finger into her wetness, bending it softly to massage her spot...

"Don't cum Lydia you cock tease....." his voice was coarse full of resentment and bitterness



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Lydia watched him as he continued to suckle on her toes and then her entire foot as she couldn’t help but wiggle her toes while they were in his mouth, feeling his teeth graze and the tongue swirl around them and in their grooves. She was relieved when he finally let go and moved to kiss along the top of her foot but he continued to move down to her calf as he continued to caress her soft skin.

She couldn’t help but pull back and push forward her leg but his grip was tight and it didn’t do much as he continued to move towards her sex and when he cupped, her hips lifted up from the bed.

She looked down at him as he inserted her finger into her tight little hole and curled upwards, teasing her. Though her fear grew that she may cum since she’s had some real sex or even some alone time where she’d play with herself. She was extra sensitive and with him touching her like it that, it would be awful to actually cum in front of a man who was torturing her….so that’s how it actually had started and she hated him.
 
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Adrian sensed that Lydia, his former boss appeared to be enjoying his little session, her short takes of breaths, her sighs especially as when he had performed fellatio on her big toes; and that her pussy was invitingly wet when he inserted a finger inside her

As his finger teased her spot, gently rubbing it, his lips found he breast as he clenched his teeth around her nipple tugging it sharply, before caressing it with his lips and tongue to ease the pain. Then he repeated....

He turned to face her....

"Close to cumming Lydia aren't you....."

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To Lydia, this seemed like torture. The way he was behaving with her, though she didn’t put up much fight since she had assessed him to be way stronger than her, she didn’t know what else she could do other than try and pull on her limbs to see if a knot would come off and maybe she can punch him.

It was something that wouldn’t happen either but she tried to pull. She couldn’t help but feel the pain his finger caused when he entered her pussy and started to tease her there, rubbing along her slit as he found her breasts and teased her nipple there. Her body squirmed in efforts or pleasure, it was hard to tell.

She was disgusted by the guy and his approach, scoffing when he asked her a question. “You wish…” she mumbled through her bra cups.
 
Adrian's cock was now hard as he gently caressed Lydia's almost nude form. Her pussy was wet, but he could still see th elook of shock, distrust, in her face, she was clearly frightened.

His fingers continued to caess he clit, and her spot inside, gently as if he was engaged in foreplay of a partner, even though she was not. He removed his fingers and sucked on them, tasting her juices as he caught her eyes.

Slowly he stood up, and unzipped his trousers, releasing his cock; he was commando.

He reached for his shaft, clear and smooth as he had shaved that morning for her, for the event. Her eyes were terrified, anticipating the inevitable rape....

But he contained to stroke his shaft slowly, his foreskin covering his glans, as it glimmered in the light from th bedside table before he pulled it back. He wasn't long, an average 6 inches or so, but he had been told he was slightly wider than normal for his size.

With each stroke, his own breaths became short watching her eyes...

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She was still that bitter boss that he knew even though she really had no leverage at saving herself tonight. She couldn’t understand how someone can get so much pleasure from doing such a thing to a woman like her.

Soon she found him pull his finger out of her pussy and then slurp her juice off of it. Watching him as he stood up at the bedside and then the sound of a zipper made her heart beat quicken. She moved her legs but there wasn’t much she could do at this point.

She watched him stand under a light but with his mask on, she knew she had no chance to find out who he was. She was really gasping in shock as she knew what was coming next. She couldn’t believe it and wanted to think of this as some bad dream but she knew this was as real as it could get. She could hear him breathing heavily as it was quite in her room now.
 
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Adrian felt good as he released his hard cock. It wasn't small nor was it large. At six inches or so it was of an average length, but apparently slightly larger girth than many in his length. He looked, stared at her through his mask, as he stroked his hardness, easing his fore sikin back and forth. He felt a drop of pre-cum on his fingers and so he bought his finger to his lips, tasting his own pre-cum.

His strokes were slow and deliberate as he stared at he beauty before him.

"Why are you such a prick tease Lydia. The most attractive woman I've seen, you tease all the men under you and then you treat them like fucking dirt. Are you gay, a muff muncher?" His voice started off as angry, but soon quietened down into one of just dis-believe as he continued to stroke his foreskin meticulously. His other hand reached out and resumed caressing her body, soft gently, as if he was pleasuring her or attempting to as opposed to his own benefit.

He continued to stand and masturbate, for several minutes as he mumbled compliments, unknowingly revealing who he was by saying a phrase that was 'so him'


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She could see that he wasn't as well endowed but still had a thick girth to his cock. Though, she had seen bigger. She watched him stroke his cock while he continued to feast with his eyes, admiring her beauty as she laid there on her bed, helpless and nowhere to run to.

It seemed as if he wasn't in hurry at all and would spend a night here, in her room. That can't be good for her. Finally, he spoke after a long silence, though, his words were bitter towards her. Not only that, they were false accusation she thought as she never thought she was a prick. Maybe she came off that way, maybe she really was but according to her, she was perfect the way she was.

Whatever the case, she also watched him compliment her beauty and that's something she knew. She gets that a lot, even from people she occasionally meets to advertise her products to new clients. It seemed he was angry at her, nodding no to answer his question. Her body almost jerked when his hand came to caress and feel her body once again.

She moved her head to the other side as if finding this odd behavior disgusting. She would not want to look at him as he continued to mumble compliments until he sort of revealed himself and she wondered if it was him. She turned her head instantly to see his reaction before saying his name, "Adrian? Is that you?" She asked and looked right into his eyes to see if she was right. "That is you....Adrian!" She gasped and continued, "Look you don't have to do this. Tell me what is it you want?"
 
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Adrian continued to stroke his cock slowly purposfully, In part becasue he knew he was close to coming. Unlike the porn clips, he knew he didnt have that much stamminar, staying power even when he tried to relax.

He took every curve in, as he feasted on her beauty, her pert breasts, barely moving down her sides. Her nipples appeaeared erct, prominant.

He contiued to mumble compliments mixed with his frustration, until he heard his name mentioned.

He stopped as he turned to face her.

"Pardon Lydia?" hi hissed through his teeth

"Is that you?" she repeated. Adrian could barely make it out as to what she said, other than his name.

She had guessed he assumed it was him, unaware that his mannerisms had given him away.

He froze briefly before he started to wank furiously, pulling back his foreskin, and letting it go forth.

"Fuck Lydia, I want you, you fucking bitch. I want to pleasure you, I'm in love with you"

As he spoke thick jets of his wad left his slit onto her torso, covering her breasts, her navel, even a drop on her face such was the ferrocilty of his eruption of sour seed.

He stared into her eyes as he reached out for a dollop of his fresh seed, and licked it up from her navel and licked it before swallowing it as he looked into her eyes.

Moments later his flaccid cock just hanging he leaned into her and hissed...

"If you shout out, we will both die this night...." as he spoke, he drew a line around her neck with his finger, before grasping the bra that he had stuffed in her mouth and pulled it out.

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