I looked at the small house at the end of the street. Unpainted for years, showing some greenish mold and moss nearly covering the shingles, it was a run-down rental for sure.
I walked up the cracked sidewalk and knocked on the screen door.
It was a cold blustery night, a little late and the neighborhood was quiet. I knew that Linda’s friend Tina lived in this little shack, and I was coming to pay her a visit. This visit would be an important part of the plan to free me up from a very, very bad relationship.
Linda was a sex partner of mine for the past year, and a drug dealing whore.
Things were beyond dicey with her at this point and I needed to nuke the “relationship”. (Another story altogether, that I have related earlier to my Dear Readers)
Tina was Linda’s neighbor, sometime buyer, sometime friend and part-time lover. When Tina needed some cash and Linda was horny and lonely she would call Tina.
The little blonde would arrive at Linda’s to get high, eat her pussy, or fuck her with a toy from her collection.
Linda had shown me Polaroids of Tina in a variety of positions, most eating Lindas pussy or with a large silicone dick in her skinny pale body.
From the photos I had seen I knew that she was about 5’ 2”, short blonde hair, skinny with a nice ass and little A cup tits.
At one time she was probably cute but at 40 she was looking a bit worn out. She was tattooed and pierced, including a ring in one of her pussy lips.
Tonight I put the plan in motion, and that required a visit to Tina’s.
I rapped on the door and waited. No response. I knocked again, a bit louder.
“Who the fuck is it?”
“I’m Linda’s friend. Craig. She might have mentioned me.”
The door cracked open, she appeared on the other side of the security chain.
I gave her a big smile, and she smiled back.
“Oh yeah…What’s Linda up to?” she asked.
“She’s not home” I replied, “and I was going to head back to my place and I’d thought I’d see if you were home. The other day she told me you could sell me some ecstasy. I’ve got cash.”
I let her see the wad of bills.
Tina was looking me up and down taking in my wide smile, Midwestern aw-shucks routine and thinking about the cash in my hand.
“Alright, come in.”
The place was no worse than Linda’s junky apartment – a hippy, frat house vibe. She sat down at one end of the well-worn couch and looked me over as I stood in the doorway.
“Well, come in. I don’t bite,” she said smiling. “Sit. Linda has told me a little about you. She didn’t say how cute you are though.”
As I took a seat Tina turned to face me and I could see her nipples were hard, pressing against the thin material of her worn T-shirt. I could clearly see that each nipple was pierced with a barbell. A fat joint was burning in an ashtray.
“Would you like anything else besides some E?” she asked, noticing my gaze. “ I can add a blow job for another forty if you want.” She said, putting a thin hand on my thigh.
“Would Linda be pissed about that?” I asked.
“She wouldn’t give a shit”. I know you have a nice cock. Linda told me it’s too big to go in her ass.” She said, smirking.
“Wow,” I said smiling, “What else did Linda say about me”
“Nothing much. You’re the mystery man with a nice dick. A little pervy. Eats pussy – that’s a big one for Linda. She loves it. That fuckface trucker boyfriend won’t eat her.”
“I heard he doesn’t like you.”
“Fuck him. He said I can’t go see Linda anymore. Said he’d fuck me up.”
“You were eating her pussy. Maybe he was pissed that you were getting her off and he wasn’t.”
“Ha, yea maybe. How about I suck your cock, handsome?” She said, rubbing my thigh again.
“Another time, Tina,” I replied, “I just need the E.”
“Suit yourself”. she said, rising and heading for the kitchen
Bundy would knock his women out with a crowbar. I always thought that was over the top, and a little messy.
I found that a well-made blackjack would knock out most women and some men, if handled correctly. I had a beautiful beavertail sap that held a hefty 14.5 ounces of lead shot in a gorgeous hand-stitched leather body.
As soon as she turned away from me I brought it across the back of her head and she went down like a sack of potatoes.
I turned off the porchlight, Tina’s “open for business” signal. I locked and chained the door.
Tina woke up to find herself bound with black nylon rope to her cheap double bed mattress – legs spread and tied to the underside of the bed frame, her hands tied behind her back, her wrists connected by an eighteen inch length.
I liked to tie hands behind the back this way so she wasn’t laying on her hands, but they were by her side. She was prevented from raising them by the rope passing under her back.
She was gagged with the one clean pair of panties I could find in the room.
Her thin white T-shirt was stretched tight across her little tits and I had removed the cotton panties she had on so I could see that pussy ring.
Around her neck was a wire garrote I had made myself.
Except for my black long-sleeved athletic shirt and socks I was nude. Unless you count the latex condom wrapped around my dick. There was no lube in the room, so I resorted to an old stand-by.
Hair conditioner from her shower.
Her eyes blinked open and when she realized what was happening – she began vocalising and tried to sit up.
I could see that she was still very dizzy and weak – I pushed her back onto the bed. She was probably concussed by the force I had hit her with.
Her pussy was very pink, with full lips and pronounced clit poking out from under the hood.
One lip was pierced with a silver ring.
I rubbed her cunt with a hand encased in a black latex glove, inserting some conditioner in her as I did.
Tina bucked her hips, the cheap bed springs squeaking under her.
“Just relax Tina, you may enjoy this. I’m a lot better than Linda.”
I mounted the bed and made my way up her wide open legs, letting her see my fat cock in one hand. I paused at her pink little cunt and slowly rubbed the head of my dick from her butt hole to her clit and back down again.
She was trembling and whimpering as I slipped my cock into her and watched her pussy gape open to take my meat.
She threw her head back and made a low moaning sound in her throat and thrashed from side to side.
I reached for the crude wooden handles of the garrote, and got a firm grip on them. I looked into her eyes and pulled the wire tight around her neck.
I felt her pussy spasm with the first jolt of terror as she realized her legs were tied down and I was strangling her.
She tried to rise and found I was holding her down with the garrote, and fighting to rise only tightened the wire.
Her face was a bright shade of red as she began soundlessly trying to breathe, her mouth working to catch a gulp of oxygen. Her body went rigid and relaxed time and time again – squeezing my cock in the process.
Her thin body began convulsing, her small breasts quivering with each motion. I tightened my grip and her mouth opened wide, her fists were gripping the sheets, her legs weakly kicked against the ropes.
There were a few large spasms that jerked her body, causing her pussy walls to convulse and grip my cock.
Her mouth was open wide, her tongue snaking in and out. A low gurgling sound was coming from deep in her throat. Her eyes were wide open, like a trapped animal.
“Relax baby, don’t fight it. You might even cum; can you feel my cock inside you? Doesn’t that feel good?”
Her eyes were pleading but I leaned back and pulled her head up with the wire so she could get a look at my dick spearing her cunt.
Her chest started to heave with a series of small gasps as she struggled to get some air.
Tina began to hallucinate, as her brain, starved of oxygen, began producing a jumble of thoughts, images and feelings. I felt her relax a little, tiny spasms shaking her body, her little tits jiggling.
I backed off the wire, wanting to keep her at this point for as long as I could.
Still stroking her cunt, I felt her begin to orgasm, a purely involuntary reaction to something that was happening in her oxygen starved brain.
I paused my fucking to watch her big pussy lips on either side of my cock flutter, and her clit pulse as she came.
Her body convulsed a few times, and I re-tightened the wire.
Her body became dead weight as she went limp.
I tightened my grip and gave her neck a few brutal shakes and lowered her head back down on the dirty feather pillow.
She made a long drawn out moan as some last air escaped from her lungs, a few small spasms traveled down her legs and she was quiet.
Her mouth was frozen open, her pink tongue was protruding out a bit, a silver piercing visible in the middle of it. Her face was red, her blue eyes were like a doll’s, fixed and staring.
I continued strangling her for a few minutes, watching a few last involuntary convulsions run down her skinny body, then checked her pulse. Dead.
I left the garrote around her neck for good measure and began to stroke my cock deep in her cunt. My hands wearing the black latex gloves were a stark contrast to her pale skin as I palmed her tits and pinched her nipples, rolling the piercings under my fingers.
I wanted this one to be quick, but I couldn’t help myself – I slowed my stroking down so I could savor the feeling of the dead woman’s cunt.
The sight of my engorged cock inside Tina’s now lifeless body, unmoving and completely in my control began to push me over the edge.
I reached up and placed one black-gloved hand on her neck and continued to watch my cock slide in and out of her pussy, the silver ring piercing moving back and forth.
I orgasmed suddenly into Tina’s body; my muscles spasming a half dozen times as my cock spurted cum into her pussy. I held my dick inside her as the waves faded, massaging her little tits, squeezing her neck.
I leaned back and slowly pulled my dick out of her now gaping cunt, holding the cum filled condom securely in place until I could drop the bulging latex sheath in a baggie.
I took a pair of dirty pink panties off the floor and placed them in a plastic bag.
“Linda was right,” I said, eyeing the pale, slender and very still blonde on the bed.
“You are a pretty good fuck.”
It took me an hour to search the small dingy house. Tina hid shit very well, but soon I had her drug stash and cash in a black duffle.
Killed for her drugs and money, the cops would say. But Tina was just one piece of my puzzle. Once they connected this to Linda, the rest would be simply connecting the dots.