It took several days of planning and stalking, but you finally managed to acquire the perky-titted redhead. A rag liberally doused in chloroform made her capture simple and easy to place her into the trunk of your car.
By the time you came up to your isolated cabin in the Sierra Nevadas, the small-breasted redhead had come to. She struggled in her restraints and appeared to be cursing you out from behind her gag. You revealed to her your razor-sharp 12-inch Bowie Knife and grinned evilly at her. Ms. Hannigan went still and her eyes rolled back into her head.
Putting the knife away, you lifted the redhead out of the trunk and carried her into the cabin. You decided to let her rest for the night before beginning her humiliation tomorrow.
So much fun was to be had.∂ |