Posted by Mortally Wounded on June 22, 2004 at 15:21:07:
I knew the firm would come after me some day. I was resigned to it now. The waiting and the tension - and the certain knowledge that the day would come - were too much for me.
I had fantasised about some hunk doing the job and I began to find the idea a turn-on. I sense that when you come to my appartment, you are sent by them. When I see your handsome face on the security camera I smile inwardly.
I let you in and you shut the door behind you. When you pull out the silenced gun, I realise the finality of it. I'm scared but aroused at the same time. My nipples bulge through the blouse. My black satin and lace panteis are wet.
I part my blouse to reveal my belly, offering it to you. My hands are shaking.
I see the bulge in your pants.
Pfft!
Agh! Oh God that hurts so much! My belly is on fire. I clutch the wound and stagger drunkenly. But with the pain comes a strange ecstasy. The room is swimming before my eyes. I drop to my knees, then, as the room spins around, I keel over sideways and roll onto my back.
I am tortured and aroused at the same time. My legs are wide apart, knees up, and you can see the tops of my stay-up stockings.
Pfft!
Oh Jesus! My right tit - just above the areole. Oh!
A new pitch of ecstasy and pain. I find myself struggling for air. I can taste blood in my throat. I try to lift my hand to the wound but my strength is gone. I am cold and my vision is going dim.
You sense my need. You kneel over me and part my blouse. Blood is running down the side of my tit. You stroke the hard nipple. You then stroke my warm silky thighs above the hems of my stockings. Then, pushing aside the crotch of my panties, you just brush off my clt. The mere touch makes me come. The orgasm is a gentle, warm one.
Pfft!
A fierce pain in my left tit, then a fading away. I am cold and numb, barely conscious. A spasm runs through me, a gurgle in my throat and a trickle of blood emerges from my lips.
Then it is over.