Getting rid of their cars took a little longer to work out. Man, I sweated bricks after the first one. I just left her car in the rest stop (without thinking . . . ok, ok, I know!). The police (eventually) found her car 16 miles away, and did a wide sweep of the whole county looking for her. I gotta tell you I walked on egg shells for over a month, praying to god I wouldn’t get caught. They did a door knock of every home in the area, including mine. I was scared, I‘ll admit, but I was sure they wouldn’t find her. I was also pretty sure I wouldn’t be ‘uncovered’ quickly. My (ever caring) family had also arranged for me to receive a ‘new’ identity (thanks to some guy they knew). Hey, ask no questions, lol . . . don’t get disappointed! Did I tell you my ‘loving’ family were all fucking pussies, lol?
After I moved in, I immediately dug out two new rooms, off from the basement. It took me over three months of secret digging and lugging the soil away, but it was worth every second. I always worked naked, cock stiff and pulsing, eagerly hoping. The entry to my new dungeon was through a smaller room, rigged with a hidden door, open from inside a closet. I may not have had a fancy-as-shit college education, but I wasn’t an idiot, no sir; and I could spell and write good sentences too! That was all I ever needed to get by on!
My ‘dungeon’ room was 15′ by 15′, big enough for my fun (the smaller room was about 8′ by 8)’, and because it was below ground, it was totally sound proof. I rigged up lights, drains and water too, so that any cleaning up could also be done without any fear of getting caught. I was pretty proud of my efforts, fully reinforced, and strengthened, even a fucking hurricane wouldn’t reveal my pleasure room.
That first slut never did get found (of course!), and the police were ever so nice and polite during their questions and inspection (hah!), especially after I offered them coffee and donuts. My ‘new’ identity stood up to their checks, and they never guessed she was slightly ‘tied up’, less than 15 feet below them!
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As we sat and talked upstairs, she lay naked and bound in my little room, lol. In the three days I had her, I had already had some fun with her nipples, and they did taste nice. Her tits bled like a stuffed pig though, and I was having trouble stopping the bleeding. It took me nearly two days to stop her fucking tits bleeding. Geez, she screamed non stop as I burned her sagging breasts with my cigarettes, lol, but she did stop bleeding eventually.
I was down in my room, getting ready to play with her some more, when the door bell rang. I freaked, and immediately left her there as I went upstairs in a panic. Thank god I was still dressed, which was unusual, I gotta tell you! I had just rammed a 12 inch dildo into her ass and taped it in, then stuffed a fucking huge unity candle up her hairy cunt, so that I could really get into her pain.
I was a bit pissed that she died while I was chatting upstairs with the fucking cops. She just seemed to lose too much blood. I had learned a lesson though, and I was always good at my lessons, lol.
Ah, she really was a cutie though. Young, probably 18, not more than 20, and long blonde hair, and surprise, surprise, a real blonde cunt, no from-the-bottle shit on this one, lol. And hairy? Fuck, she was growing a forest between her legs. I do like my cunts to have hairy cunts, lol. I was hoping I could keep her as my permanent play toy, but ah well, things happened for a reason, I guess . . . no use crying.
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I finally buried the body in a long ago unused paddock about two miles down the road, very far from the road line, and over 4 feet below the ground (critters don’t usually dig that deep, I learned from my reliable TV), and I carefully replaced the top sod, to hide my digging (thanks to all those stupid crime shows, I was constantly learning more tricks, especially how to dispose of bodies . . . NEVER to be found!).
But I couldn’t keep that sort of stress going though, so I came up with a few new plans to make my life easier. One of those plans was to buy a fully enclosed car trailer, and a motorbike. I started using the bike to go to my favorite ‘pick up’ places (never the same one twice, though, more lessons learned), leaving it hidden in undergrowth, as I made the ‘grab’, and I then drove her back to my place in her own car (wearing gloves, of course. I knew my prints were on record. I ain’t stupid, I told you that already). Then, after securing her downstairs (and always after dark), I would take the car trailer, with her own car inside it, return to get the bike, then drive off to get rid of her car. I always made sure to drive as much as 150 miles away to leave her car somewhere close to a main highway, always in the middle of the night, always discreetly, sometimes driving all night, until I found the right place. I never once got stopped, never once saw anyone, or allowed anyone to see me! Then I returned home, cleaned up, and took my own sweet time, getting MY well deserved relief!
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The second slut I had was fun. This time I behaved myself, and made sure to enjoy all of her holes before I got too carried away.
She was probably in her early 20’s, tall, and blonde, like the first one, but when I undressed her I quickly discovered she was a “bottle blonde” variety only. Her cunt hair, although trimmed, was unmistakably dark. Her tits were nice though. Big and pointed, and nice nipples, dark (my favorite).
She only screamed a little, but settled down soon enough, and took to sucking my cock with ease. She would even beg for my cock, each time I went down to her.
Her name was Alison, and she turned out to be a run away and only 17 (I was shocked, she looked so much older, but I wasn’t worried). She told me upfront and frankly, that she loved sex, and was looking for a big cock to spend her days with. She also told me that I could do anything to her I wanted, the dirtier the better, she said she was only a cunt and should be used as one.
She was my dream girl cum true, lol. and use her I did. That little cunt was a gift from heaven.
She wasn’t lying too. I fucked her ass, I fucked her cunt, I fucked her mouth. It didn’t matter which hole I fucked she screamed for more. And the words she used, lol. She loved to suck my cock especially after I ass fucked her, and she always sucked my cock clean. I even shat in her mouth once, and she took it all, then slowly ate it and swallowed it all up, then asked to me to piss in her mouth to help clean her out. I never refused, lol.
I even left her untied, and every time I came back to her, she was either fingering her cunt, or sticking my big dildo up there.
She had big enough tits that she could suck them herself, and she did that for hours too. She loved me slapping and punching her tits, and begged for more every time I did it. I could sit there and punch the shit out of her tits, bruising her hard (and I admit I loved doing that to her), and all she would do was laugh, and beg for more. The harder I punched her tits, the harder she wanted it. I used to just stand there and beat into her sagging bruised tits for hours. What a fucking whore she was, for sure?