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May I give you a ride somewhere? Perhaps people are expecting you”? “I would be so grateful.” Janika simpered “So very grateful. I am completely lost, and nobody knows where I am. Please take me with you”. His bright blue eyes ranged up and down her athletic body, underdressed for the autumn winds, and then quickly flickered to the side to confirm that the road was still empty of amateur traffic. “Jump in, Miss,” he said, easily “I am Oscar and it is my pleasure to help”. The door swung open; she unslung her rucksack and climbed in. “We drove for a while, away from the coast and away from the main road and I gave him the story of a foolish and adventurous back-packer alone in his country” Janika told asian Carissa, stabbing burnt umber ink into her most sensitive skin, disregarding her laboured breathing and trembling thighs. “He concentrated on the road and let me talk, but I know he caught some of the coy, sideways glances I threw at him. I think he understood that he was very nicely put together. Eventually, we drew up outside an abandoned log-cabin in the middle of nowhere, weed-ridden and with moss growing thickly on the roof. For the first time, he seemed unsure of himself, so I smiled sweetly and suggested that we go inside”. The interior of the cabin was pitch-black and there was a strange, sweet odour partly masked by the smell of rotten wood and neglect. Janika stood just inside the doorway while Oscar struck a match and lit a paraffin lamp. As its light began to spread across the room he stepped quickly back to shut and bar the door behind her. She looked around teen slowly. Holly and ivy sprouted thickly through the only window and damp paper was peeling from the walls. As her eyes adjusted to the gloom she began to make out shapes in the darkness. A battered armchair, losing its horsehair stuffing and festooned with coils of rope, stood in the middle of the room. The bare floorboards around it were stained with dark spatters. A bare mattress lay behind it, also discoloured with red-brown smears. What might have been a collection of blonde and ginger wigs in various lengths and styles were scattered over and around it. On the table beside the lamp Hardcore sat a car battery with a collection of crocodile clips and wires and what looked like a small cattle-prod. There was also a gleaming machete and a scattering of photographs. Janika felt his eyes burning into the back of her neck as she went over and began to flick through them. They showed the humiliation and torture of six different young women - pleading or screaming in agony, stripped and bound and tormented mercilessly. Hearing movement she stole a glance over her shoulder and saw him positioning an automatic camera on a tripod. She hurriedly turned her attention back to the pictures. They were arranged in sequences each of which ended with the victim’s naked corpse either beheaded or garrotted but always scalped, abandoned in some secluded place to be discovered by a horrified passer-by the next day. He set the timer on the camera and stepped up close behind her to watch over her shoulder as she spread the pictures out, a wordless and menacing presence that thrilled her to the core. With a wriggle of her soft shoulders she slipped out of her jacket and, without ever taking her eyes from the pov vivid snuff laid out before her, hitched her thumbs into her waistband to lose her skirt and knickers with a wriggle of her hips. She made sure that she remained in full view of the lens throughout, undressing to the accompaniment of shutters and flashes. “You know your fate” he growled into her ear, his hands hovering near but still not touching. She reached calmly behind her back to unfasten her brassiere and let it fall to her feet. “Where do you want me?” Janika asked, a naked offering in only her walking-boots and wristwatch. “She thinks I will be easier on her if she gives me her arse first, the slut.” he said with contempt. “The whore”! “My arse is yours until you kill me, while you kill me and after you have killed me” she whispered. Her fingers went to her engorged clit, rubbing in tight circles while she stared, spellbound, at the image of a mature and curvaceous blonde woman spread-eagled beneath Oscar’s muscular young body. His cock was deep inside her bowels; his strong hands were closing around her outstretched throat and her bloodied thighs were wrapped around his back. The pregnant blonde's big tits heaved as she plowed me. Her pregnant belly jiggled. She’d also leak Jhanvi’ naked pictures on the Internet. Sam was much more direct. pov Lucy felt a moment of jealousy and guilt when she saw Becky so excited about a threesome. I hope you'll do it.” A few minutes passed before she came back out with Mr. Willis. “Ok, see you Hardcore tomorrow, sorry” said Celeste as she hung up the phone. Laying naked in her back yard she wondered what it would be like amateur the next time she took Bruno to the dog park. She covered the hole with one hand, then stopped stroking Angus. We arranged for her to come round on the Monday for a chat. “Well, she said she’d try not to cramp your style if she saw you,” Hazel added. Jennie, being very bright, started to put the pieced of evidence together and came to a conclusion. I want you to fuck me when I want. “You’re right, I raised a good boy,” she says as she opens the trunk and I set my bag inside. I told her I had not, and she said, "You should and I'll find someone else to satisfy my needs." I stroked my daughter's side, loving the delight teen in her green eyes. I’d considered myself superior to the red-wrapped girls and the naked ones then. That gel smelled and tasted asian like Strawberry jam.