A Devil's Torniquet

uns uniform off, but he didn't touch her. She believed him because there was no pain between her legs. She plainly remembered hearing he

ve her a glass of warm milk and w

slowly opened and t

e held it infront of her and found that it was too big for her, must be one of his shirt, she thought to herself. "what am I supposed to do with this?" Trisha asked,

and come have b

hat am I supp

e asked while staring at the

't possibly be implying that she wear

and a short would probab

o intention of making your stay with me comfortable, if possible, I want to make it as ho

n her throat. Did sh

sterday. He raped and killed a woman. What the hell was she feeling complacent for? Just because

red her with a loud laugh. "that's it Trish, fear me.. Fear me more. I ne

air. He toyed with the shirt, pulling it sideways then rolling it on his wrist. It coiled

out in 15 minutes" he grumbled before turning away fr

nd herself staring at his bo

n. It was then that she saw the welts and dark bruises on her wrist. It must have been from the rope he used t

s nothing inside but a small mirror that hang on the white painted wall, a bottle of lavander shampoo, a pink soap and a brown towel. Ther

f being fully exposed without a blanket or b

et a higher score on his upcoming test. She never took those words seriously, she agreed as a joke, being his tutor and elder, she felt she neede

become a nun, because she only wants to

e present. "if you don't come out in the next 13 minutes, I will hav

out soon" Trisha

Trisha came out of the bathroom with the pink shirt on a

legs spread open while Clyde busied himself eating her out. She could hear him humming as his body grinded on the soft material of

like you" he sa

ss the scream bubbling from behind her throat

e bathroom door frozen,

between the woman's legs. He positioned himself above her and started to ram himself inside o

awake for this Tris

fallen, she pryed her sight away f

of flesh on flesh filled the air. Trisha tried

presence near her own body did Trisha dare to op

presented infront of Trish while Clyde was busy ramming her still, from behind. He spread the woma

er right and crouched down while burying her face on h

doing soon. Don't you think a few exercises will h

as the intimate sound of slapping flesh reigned all around the room. The lack of furniture in