• Pulling the duvet around her I slammed the boot Anthony Fisher shut before opening the two driver’s side doors. Devil jumped in and immediately began sniffing at the back seat as I quickly started the engine and drove carefully out of the car park. I was soon following the signs for the airport and shortly afterwards pulled into the long drive that leads to the old cottage in Knutsford my parents left me. What the cottage lacked in creature comforts – central heating for instance – it made up for it with that most precious of commodities, privacy. I parked the car at the side of the house and opened the back door before opening the boot and cutting the tie holding her legs. She didn’t struggle as I pulled her out of the boot and onto her feet. Her head was hanging forward and I could hear rasping sobs coming from inside the hood as fear and the lack of oxygen combined to subdue her. I gripped the back of her jacket and pushed her into the kitchen, locking the door behind me. I started to push her through the kitchen and up to the stairs but she was difficult to control, bumping into the table and then the door frame as she started to resist. I turned her towards me and swiftly punched her in the solar plexus, not too hard, just enough to knock the breath out of her. As she slumped forward from the blow I hooked my shoulder into her waist and lifted her in a fireman’s lift before carrying her up the stairs and into what I laughingly called the guest bedroom. My guests have not always appreciated the time and trouble I have taken to make their stay with me memorable but I think of it as part of the service. The solid oak door has been altered to take a five point lock, the window has tight fitting internal shutters, the floor and walls have been covered with acoustic underlay to deaden the sound but it’s the bed I’m most proud of. Made from scaffold poles it is bolted to the floor with the ‘headboard’ extending to the ceiling both for stability and to provide a variety of fixing points for the shackles that I provide for the ‘comfort and security’ of my guests. Spotlights focus on the bed as do two cameras linked to the pc for recording that can be played through the tv downstairs. Throwing her down onto the bed I was able to look at her properly for the first time. She was smallish, 5’2” but had a reasonable figure. Her pleasing bust was an outstanding feature but I was sure there would be plenty more to enjoy. She was dressed for business in a smart grey suit, black blouse, tights and flat black shoes. I wondered what she did? Maybe a receptionist or something, meeting and greeting people with a warming smile, all the time wondering if her next guest would be someone that had wanked over pictures of her naked body on a website at the weekend. Turning her onto her stomach I cut the tie holding her wrists together and pulled of the short grey jacket off her shoulders. She started to struggle so I put my knee onto the small of her back while I undid the button and zip on the back of her skirt. Once the zip was open I just gripped each side and pulled hard, ripping the skirt in two and leaving her in just her tights, underwear and blouse. I rolled her over onto Smoking In Fishnets her back and grabbed her left wrist. Attached to the bed were two chains with wrist bands at the end and I fixed one firmly around her wrist, doing the buckles up as tight as possible. Moving around the other side I did the same with her right wrist before pulling off the velvet bag from her head. Her eyes were bulging out of her head, tears were streaming down her face and she looked terrified. Looking at the situation I really could not see why. She clearly wasn’t a virgin, I’d seen her on the internet advertising herself as a cunt for fucking, what was wrong with me? I gave a little sigh and pulled out my lock knife. Opening the blade caused more whimpering and struggling against the chains and I was tempted to give her a slap to quieten her down. Instead I opted for the Fishnets Fucked reasonably approach and just started to talk to her calmly “Carol, I’m not going to harm you. Not at all. In fact I hope we enjoy our time together. I only have the knife to that I can make you more comfortable. You don’t normally go to bed fully clothed do you?” I reached forward and took hold of the waistband of her tights before cutting then, letting the knife slip through the material so that it parted before pulling the shreds of material down and off her legs along with her shoes. I reached for Black Fishnets Fuck her blouse but stopped, realizing that I was being too hasty. “Be right back” I said, patting her cheek in a reassuring way before running down the stairs. I paused in the lounge to switch on the pc and the cameras so I could enjoy the action again afterwards before going and getting Devil out blonde. fishnets of the car. When I got back to the bedroom it was obvious that she had been moving around testing her bounds as her blouse was now twisted to one side, displaying a glimpse of a black bra that matched the tiny lace knickers she was wearing. “Sorry to keep you.” I said as a grabbed hold of her ankles and pulled her down the bed, stretching her out again. I pulled her blouse down so it hung neatly before climbing onto the bed and straddling her hips. I looked around and saw to my satisfaction that Devil was sitting on his haunches in the corner of the room taking a keen interest in what was going on. If anything she looked even more terrified as I pulled off my sweatshirt and tossed it into the corner of the room. I knew that the lights and the thin sheen of sweat would combine to make me look even more powerful than I actually was and I enjoyed the deepening look of fear that I could see in her eyes. Now it was time to unwrap my present. I ran my hands up her flanks and onto her shoulders before lightly dragging my palms down her breast, feeling the firm swell of her flesh and the lace of her bra. Mmmmm, she felt good, her tits filling my big hands as I rolled and squeezed them, mashing them against her chest and pushing them together. Without warning I slid the fingers of my hands between the two sides and ripped the blouse open, buttons flying across the room, the sound causing her to flinch. I carried on mauling her tits through her bra, roughly pulling and squeezing them for another few minuets before reaching behind me into my pocket and pulling out my knife. I opened the blade and touched the point to her forehead, the only pressure being caused by its own weight as I gently ran it down her nose, lips, chin and throat before hooking it under the mid point of her bra and pulling sharply upwards, cutting it in two. I cut the shoulder straps and pulled the shredded bra off her. I paused to look at the label, noting the 36C size before throwing the remains towards Devil who started sniffing and chewing it. As soon as she stopped squirming the kissing and rubbing would begin again. She'd witnessed me at my most wanton and shameful and didn't despise me. I stood there for a couple of minutes just staring into his eyes. The porn flicks are Anthony Fisher just fine. She was completely naked and she had the same look in Smoking In Fishnets her eyes that she has had since everything escalated the way they did Black Fishnets Fuck when they got home. “And anyone I manage to score with tonight.” I finished Fishnets Fucked instantly as I breathed an internal sigh of relief. She shook with a groan and my dick popped from her sucking mouth. “Students in the Program have to comply with any reasonable request. I'm still squirting. She kept a catatonic look on her face with her mouth agape and drool running off her outstretched tongue and down her chin, dripping onto her bare chest and making it shiny. I must have looked obliterated, which I was. She kisses me and tells me that blonde. fishnets she loves me and hopes that I know she is just teasing. “