With the high amount of adrenaline running through me at the moment, my horror at what I had done was temporarily hampered.A sense of calm swept over me as he started his pursuit again. The barrel suddenly stopped shaking as I felt a certainty steal itself inside me; or maybe it was the fact I finally gripped the butt with two hands, who knows?But this time, when I pointed it at him, it was dead center and when I pulled the trigger once again, my aim was true. I stopped him with two quick pops from the gun and watched as the horrifying realization slowly broke over his face the instant before his face met the ground. With an eerie calm, I listened to the gunshot reverberated through the area. I knew I should run, but my legs seemed to have grown roots, and I couldn't go anywhere. I stared down at the motionless form at my feet, morbidly entranced. My eyes saw what had happened. However, my brain refused to process it. I was jerked back to reality when another bang flew by my ear. M
With Kevin and Alyssa on my side, the whole police interrogation was almost a breeze. They barely even spoke two words to me, much less ask any real in-depth questions. Basically, the whole conversation was: Why? And where are the bodies? When they seemed satisfied, Kevin swung his arm around my shoulder and pulled me forcefully away from my house. Once I was safe and secure in their truck, I felt every muscle in my body melt into the seat as I turned into a pile of goo. I could hear Kevin and Alyssa talking, but I was too exhausted to try and make out what they were saying. I allowed the soft cadence of their voice to lull me into a drowsy doze that wiped out every other thought in my head."Bethany," came a soft voice bringing me out of my sleep.Drowsily, I opened my eyes to find Alyssa's sweet face staring ardently into my eyes. "Beautiful," I whispered without thought because she was. Her gently rounded cheeks were silky smooth, begging for a gentle brush of my hand. Her amazin
I sat up and gave him a stern look. "Kevin." "Bethany, honestly it doesn't matter," he told me in a matching firm tone."It does to me," I insisted."Why?" "It just does." With a heavy sigh, he pulled me back down on his shoulder. "The man you hit with the branch… he died as well." The memory of the sickening crunch of that man's nose rose unbidden. My stomach tossed and turned like a typhoon had stirred up. I closed my eyes and focused on my breathing as well as keeping everything down. This was for the best, I told myself reassuringly. Those men were there to kill me, and I needed to remember that whenever this feeling came back. It was the only way my mind was going to survive with what I had done. A gentle hand brushed across my cheek prompting me to open my eyes. Kevin's face was filled with concern and a disconcerting amount of fear that I wanted to wipe off it immediately."Good," I stated with as much confidence as I could."Good?" Kevin parroted, taken aback. "Yes, good
I nodded emphatically. "Yes, Master." He gave me a proud smile. "Good girl." "Very good," Alyssa beamed at me. I melted at the sound of approval in their voices. I wanted to hear it more often, and I prayed that I would get the chance to. Starting tonight, I vowed solemnly to myself, I was going to prove to them I could be the type of sub they would want to keep around."May I kiss you, Mistress?" I requested demurely. She raised an eyebrow in surprise as if that was a question she didn't heard often. I intended to change that as well. She crawled up the bed and straddled me before leaning in close. I realized that her hair was slightly damp, and she was only wearing a thin towel as well. She must have been taking a shower while Kevin was taking care of me. I felt bad that she hadn't been there as well. She must have felt left out of that moment, and that was the very last thing I would want her to feel. "I'm sorry you weren't here earlier, Mistress," I said softly. "I didn't mean
At the juncture of my closed thighs, she paused to gaze at the sprinkling of hair covering my pussy. With that simple caress, she damn near undid all the pep talk I had given myself about not coming before I was told. She was killing me with her sensual torture session; I knew that for a fact. "Not bare?" Alyssa inquired. "Haven't had a moment for self-care these last few weeks, Mistress. I was going to take care of it tonight to prepare myself for tomorrow," I explained in a raspy tone. I was slightly embarrassed that I had not taken the time to clean myself up before playing with them. She stared down at it contemplative, still caressing the tiny curls. Then she nodded, obviously accepting my explanation."You will fix this tomorrow. But tonight, I am too anxious to play to let you get off this bed right now," she told me. "Yes, Mistress. I am anxious as well," I agreed with her as well.She smiled with a wicked delight, moments before her fingers trailed down the line that part
I whined in frustration as Mistress' sweet tongue that had brought me such unbelievable pleasure began to slowly pull away. She gave two more slow thrusts then licked gradually up to my clit, giving it a hard suck before letting it go with a loud pop.My whine was ignored as Master stared at his wife with rampant hunger when she sat up between my legs. The sight of my own juices glistened slightly on Mistress' face turned me on even more. Master's groan let me know that it was affecting him as well. He leaned forward and ran a thumb over her lips, collecting the moisture that lingered there then brought it to his own mouth, sucking it off like he had found the nectar of the gods. With another moan, he grabbed the back of her head and pulled her to him then slammed his mouth down over her lips, devouring them voraciously. I watched in delicious fervor as Master and Mistress came together in front of me in a passionate embrace. "God, I can taste her on your lips, Alyssa," Kevin groane
I did not have to be told more than once. As soon as I heard Alyssa let go, the building pressure released, and the streaks of pleasure burst into a spine-bending climax. I would have screamed, but the minute my mouth opened, Mistress captured the sound with her own mouth. Her tongue plunged in and wrestled with mine as if she could taste my orgasm from there. Between Master Kevin still plundering my pussy with his seeking fingers and Mistress Alyssa tongue mimicking the thrust, I was completely out of control. My hips jerked against those fingers while the pleasure seemed to rise and crest, then come crashing down once more. I thought I would never learn how to breathe again until Mistress tore her mouth from mine and let out a high cry as her own climax shattered through her. I watched with fascination as her sweet face showed off every amazing burst of pleasure that swept through her. It was a sight that I wanted to see every night, and I knew it at that moment. I didn't want Robe
But, before I could ask, I felt something nudge against my slit. I looked over my shoulder to see Master rising above me and slowly moving forward. My channel parted and stretched to what felt like the maximum it could take as he slowly pressed in. I pressed back against him, just slightly wanting him deeper inside me. "Don't move yet, Bethany," he growled through gritted teeth. I was in awe at his tone, almost like he was on the very edge of his control. The mischievous side of me took hold, and I could not help the little wiggle I gave. Especially since I knew he was not in complete control of himself. He gave a harsh groan, and I knew that was the sound of restraint being snapped. He grabbed the hair hanging down my back and twisted it in his hand almost painfully, but he stopped short of any real harm, then he pulled my head back to look at him. His blazing eyes promised retribution even before he opened his mouth."You will pay for that, sub. Since you are anxious and unable to