Posted by Jennifer Kilmey on November 22, 2000 at 11:01:45:
The time has come. She is so confused, she no longer knows what is real. It is all like a dream. You on the other hand, are totally aware. You have never been so sure of anything as the soft plush terrycloth belt caresses your muscular neck. "You'll have to pull harder." Your voice sounds pinched, but you can still breathe. She diggs her heels into the small of your back, forcing your cock even deeper into the warmth of her, takes a deep breath, and pulls as hard as she can.
Heavenly! Oh God! it feels wonderful as the pressure builds, beginning to crush your windpipe. Your lungs begin to ache with air hunger and your pulse is pounding in your ears like a drum.
Her arms are trembling from the strain, but she's still pulling hard, hoping she can make it last long enough. Your face begins to tingle. Your'e on the verge of blacking out. The skinny little bitch is rising and falling on your shaft now, giving you one last fuck as you moan and grunt, lungs desperately trying to take in air. Air this little whore won't let you have! Your anger rises. It is as involuntary as the twitching of your feet, or the tears emerging from the corners of your wildly bulging blue eyes.
The Dagger... Ah yes, we musen't forget the dagger. Your hands are weak now. You can barely feel your fingers, but somehow, you fumble around on the carpet and find the handle of the deathblade. One more little suprise for Jenny.