them away, and slipped off her trainers. Rick’s eyes darted all over her, as she stood naked in front of him; he could feel the sexual tension rising between them and his heartbeat rose. He ran the length of cold silencer down her flat stomach and then very slowly, he pushed it between her legs. Sarah shook, her eyes never leaving his, her chest heaving as he rubbed it up and down tantalisingly on the edge of her pussy, and just inside her wet folds.
She undid his shirt, and then undid and dropped his jeans; as he stepped out of them he kicked off his trainers, she pushed him firmly towards a chair. Still rubbing the tip of the silencer along the edge her pussy, she pushed him down onto the chair. His hard cock was ready for her, and he slid the gun out. Sarah’s eyes caught some rope; grabbing it, she began to tie him to the chair.
“Sarah, what are you doing?” he asked, his eyes never leaving her.
“Tying you up,” she said as she secured him tight. Rick wriggled but he could not release his arms. She knelt down, her mouth taking in his cock she sucked him in and out of her mouth, licking, and teasing his wet tip.
“Fucking hell Sarah,” he moaned his eyes rolling , not quite believing what she was doing. Unable to move, he felt increasingly turned on by the whole scenario and his cock throbbed in her mouth.
She straddled him, and moved herself down onto him. Rick dropped the gun as she pushed her breast into his face. He sucked her nipple hard, and she moaned as the pain sent tingles straight to her clit. As she moved up and down on him, Rick’s eyes rolled.
“Sarah,” he whispered breathless, he did not know how long he would last.
She ran her hands through his hair, grabbed her breasts, squeezed them together, and pushed them into his face. Moaning with delight, she moved up and down, grinding herself into him.
“Rick,” she gro aned. She buried her face into his hair as she came, it was incredible, so intense, and so delicious, and she knew she wanted it forever, she wanted him forever. Something inside her had broken her inhibitions gone, her need for him so strong that she was prepared to do anything for him.
“Oh my god Sarah, I love you….” he cried as his body trembled and he came. She kissed him; she loved him too. She eased herself off him, picked up the gun, and then walked to the drawer; she knew what she had to do.
“Sarah what are you doing?” he asked, pulling at the ropes. “Come on untie me,” he requested.
“Rick,” she replied, and taking a clip from the drawer, she whacked it into the gun, loading it.
“Sarah, don’t do that,” he ordered firmly.
“Rick I have a serious problem,” she said, turning to back him. She pulled her earing from her ear and put it down on the worktop, and with the back of the gun, she smashed it. Starting to get a little concerned, Rick tugged his ropes harder, what was she doing?
Walking back to him, she cocked the gun and pointed it at his head, her breathing quickened, and her pulse raced.
“Sarah what the fuck are you doing?” he yelled, a nervous sweat now covered his forehead. He was the first to admit he like their new sex games, but this was not funny nor turning him on.
“Rick,” she said, as she s traddled him again and sat on his lap. His face was inches from her. “I have a serious fucking problem,” she began. “I have fallen in love with you and I want you so much that it hurts.”
“Sarah please, take the fucking gun away from my head,” he begged. She shook her head at him.
“I cannot, now shush and listen,” she whispered, leaning into his ear. “It was no accident that you found me at the river Rick, it was all planned.” His head drew back sharply.
“What do you mean it was planned?” he asked.
“A man I met arranged it all. He said you would come, and you did.”
“Sarah… .?” She shook her head.
“Let me finish. I was
She undid his shirt, and then undid and dropped his jeans; as he stepped out of them he kicked off his trainers, she pushed him firmly towards a chair. Still rubbing the tip of the silencer along the edge her pussy, she pushed him down onto the chair. His hard cock was ready for her, and he slid the gun out. Sarah’s eyes caught some rope; grabbing it, she began to tie him to the chair.
“Sarah, what are you doing?” he asked, his eyes never leaving her.
“Tying you up,” she said as she secured him tight. Rick wriggled but he could not release his arms. She knelt down, her mouth taking in his cock she sucked him in and out of her mouth, licking, and teasing his wet tip.
“Fucking hell Sarah,” he moaned his eyes rolling , not quite believing what she was doing. Unable to move, he felt increasingly turned on by the whole scenario and his cock throbbed in her mouth.
She straddled him, and moved herself down onto him. Rick dropped the gun as she pushed her breast into his face. He sucked her nipple hard, and she moaned as the pain sent tingles straight to her clit. As she moved up and down on him, Rick’s eyes rolled.
“Sarah,” he whispered breathless, he did not know how long he would last.
She ran her hands through his hair, grabbed her breasts, squeezed them together, and pushed them into his face. Moaning with delight, she moved up and down, grinding herself into him.
“Rick,” she gro aned. She buried her face into his hair as she came, it was incredible, so intense, and so delicious, and she knew she wanted it forever, she wanted him forever. Something inside her had broken her inhibitions gone, her need for him so strong that she was prepared to do anything for him.
“Oh my god Sarah, I love you….” he cried as his body trembled and he came. She kissed him; she loved him too. She eased herself off him, picked up the gun, and then walked to the drawer; she knew what she had to do.
“Sarah what are you doing?” he asked, pulling at the ropes. “Come on untie me,” he requested.
“Rick,” she replied, and taking a clip from the drawer, she whacked it into the gun, loading it.
“Sarah, don’t do that,” he ordered firmly.
“Rick I have a serious problem,” she said, turning to back him. She pulled her earing from her ear and put it down on the worktop, and with the back of the gun, she smashed it. Starting to get a little concerned, Rick tugged his ropes harder, what was she doing?
Walking back to him, she cocked the gun and pointed it at his head, her breathing quickened, and her pulse raced.
“Sarah what the fuck are you doing?” he yelled, a nervous sweat now covered his forehead. He was the first to admit he like their new sex games, but this was not funny nor turning him on.
“Rick,” she said, as she s traddled him again and sat on his lap. His face was inches from her. “I have a serious fucking problem,” she began. “I have fallen in love with you and I want you so much that it hurts.”
“Sarah please, take the fucking gun away from my head,” he begged. She shook her head at him.
“I cannot, now shush and listen,” she whispered, leaning into his ear. “It was no accident that you found me at the river Rick, it was all planned.” His head drew back sharply.
“What do you mean it was planned?” he asked.
“A man I met arranged it all. He said you would come, and you did.”
“Sarah… .?” She shook her head.
“Let me finish. I was
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