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(MF, nc, rp, ws, sn, nec) *** "So how do you like it papi?" asked her soft caressing voice. "Mmmm...I wanna lick your pussy so good. Taste it when it gets all hot and wet" he breathed deeply. "Ohhh that just turns me on" her voice said kinda whispery. Her fingers stroked in between her creamy, tropic sand colored thighs. "Are you fingering that pussy for me baby?" he slid his hands slowly over the hardness inside his black pants. "Ohhh yeah! I can't stop touching my body. You always get me so hot papi," her voice moaned. "You always get my dick all hard," he said. "Wish I could see it," she said in a teasing voice. "Oh yea? Well I might be able to make your dreams come true," he said, slipping the black leather gloves on his hands. "Now how is that possible papi? You know I live in another state. I told you I'm in Canada," she giggled soft and sensually. "Don't underestimate me baby. I know your not in Texas" he said. She was silent for a moment, and felt a slight panic prickle into her skin. She swept her hand over her short black hair. "Sorry papi, I'm gonna have to hang up now. I have really enjoyed talking to you as always. *Muah!*" she made a kissing noise at the end of her sentence and hung up. There was something about his thick New York accent that always made her nervous. He sounded coarse, like he ran the streets doing weird stuff. Maybe he was some serial rapist for all she knew. Out of all her phone sex clients, he was the only one that freaked her out the most. She was a full blown Lesbian, and did not ever intend on being with a man. It disgusted her to even think of a nasty filthy penis. *** She stood in her bathroom mirror brushing her hair neatly. Her straight bangs fell forward in her eyes as she smooth it down. The bathtub was filling up slowly, while she preened in the mirror. The phone rang again, and she decided not to answer it. She slid off her flower pink robe and went to the phone to dial up Veronique. "Its about time girl. Where have you been?" Veronique's voice was husky and penetrating. "Well I was getting ready for my bath. I didn't finish the call from Mr. Tortelli or whatever his name was. He started talking crazy. Something about he can make my dream come true. I think he was implying coming here or something... freakin crazy Italian guy," she laughed. "Oh shit girl! Well don't worry, no clients can get access to you. Remember that girl. So give me the minutes and I'll log your time so you can get paid girl," Veronique pulled out her small tablet and pen. "We talked for one hour and thirty minutes," Sonia sighed. "That's pretty good. So you made a total of six hundred fifty dollars tonight girl! Woohoo!" Veronique laughed. "Mmm... Just makes me wet thinking about it," Sonia breathed. "Haha! Your such a slut! Well I'll let you take your bath. We'll talk tomorrow," Veronique giggled. Sonia hung up the phone, and walked into her bathroom. The tub was filled up with big fluffy soap suds and warm water now. Her slender fingers picked up the bar of soap from the silver holder, and she began to lather up her slick body. Eyes watched her from behind the crack of the slightly open door. Eyes watched her hands rub over her slick wet arms, letting the soap penetrate deeply. Eyes were watching her wash her nicely shaved pussy, while spread her legs apart. She let herself go under the water to wet her entire head. She came up from the water, wiping her face and coughing a bit. She stepped out of the tub and dried her petite body off with a towel. Her robe was hanging on the nail on the back of the door. She pulled it off and slid it on her freezing cold body. She grabbed a bottle of Ming Shu lotion and went into the darkly lit bedroom singing in Portuguese. She sat on the edge of the bed with her robe gaping open, in front of the floor mirror. Her short haircut made her face look boyishly sixteen years old. Her fingers combed back the wet stringy bangs from her eyes as she continued to sing. She lotioned up her arms, legs and feet. The was a dark image behind her in the dim lit hallway. The image got closer and came into her room. The shadow as now behind her. Her eyes widened in terror as she realized someone was in her room! She jumped up and spun around! "Didn't expect to see me did you?" Mr. Tortelli said flatly. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE! OH MY GOD!" she screamed, trying to run past him. He grabbed her shoulders tight and threw her on the antique bed. He straddled over her body, with a black leather cord in his hands. "Remember how I told you I'd make your dream come true?" he grinned wickedly. "NO!" She tried to scream at him. He held his hand over her mouth and nose, suffocating her. "IF YOU DON'T SHUT UP... I'LL SHUT YOU UP! DO YOU UNDERSTAND SLUT?" he whispered in a threatening tone. She nodded, fighting desperately to breath. He released his hand from her mouth and nose and then unzipped his black pants. He pulled out his hard 6 inches, and held it in his hand. "SUCK MY COCK!" he ordered. She opened her mouth while he fucked her mouth. "IF YOU USE YOUR TEETH I'LL FUCKIN KILL YOU!" he promised. She sucked his dick hungrily, afraid to screw up. She gagged a bit as he forced it to the back of her throat. "Suck harder spic slut!" he spat. Her mouth was working so hard to satisfy his cock. She sucked and sucked him until he was groaning very deeply. His cum poured in her mouth, almost choking her. "SWALLOW SLUT! SWALLOW!" he shouted. She drank it down, trying hard not to throw it up. The taste was so strange and disgusting to her. "Good little slut. You did a good job. Now turn over on your stomach," he demanded. She rolled over on her belly, as he tore off her robe and tossed it. He forced his dick into her tight little butt-hole. She made shrieking noises from the pain. "SHUT UP!" he yelled. She started sobbing in broken Portuguese, the pain was excruciating. He pumped his dick nice in slow in her tiny ass, and put the cord around her neck. Her green eyes shot open, her shrieks became choking sounds. His hands gripped the cord, squeezing her neck. Her tongue was beginning to loll out of her mouth, from the pressure on her neck. The tight cord was making her head pull back. Her body jerked hard. Her hands dug at the cord, trying to get it off. Her hands were growing very weak and fell to the bed. Gargling noises came from her open mouth, while she kicked her legs shook violently. He continued to fuck her ass until his cum dripped from her bright red asshole. He released the cord, and her head fell down limp on the bed. He lay on top of her, looking into her wide empty eyes. He wondered why her face had such an expression of deep shock on it. Her eyes had rolled upwards, and were staring. This fascinated him. He wondered if she could feel him as he turned her body over to play with her little bitty perky tits. He talked to her breasts, telling them his entire ordeal. He fingered her dead twat while he put a cold nipple in his mouth. He wondered if she could feel him violating her snatch. This was all so amusing to him. He couldn't wait to go home and write about it in his journal. He noticed her pussy was wet from previously. He sucked her sweet cum from his gloved hand. He then lifted her limp body and carried her into the bathroom. The tub was empty, the water had all gone down the drain. He place her on her back to recline in the cold porcelain tub. He turned on the faucet, letting ice cold water shoot out. He sat there, rubbing in between her smooth legs as the icy water filled up. He watched as it rose up to her neck. He turned it off, and dunked her head beneath holding it down. The water pulled her little tits upwards. He watched her permanently hard, rosy nipples pointing up at him. A thin yellow stream float out from in between her legs. He released her head and let her float to the top after 30 minutes. He left the apartment. The phone rang and rang. Sonia could not answer the phone, she was lying in the icy tub water, completely lifeless. The machine came on: "Hi this is sexy Sonia. Please leave a message after the beep. Thank you." *Beep* "Hi Sonia, this is Veronique. Pick up the phone! Some guy called here saying some strange things. Get out of the apartment Sonia! I think its not safe! He said he knew where you lived! SONIA! SONIA please pick up! Sonia!" "Beeeeep* ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 32