538 Bob the demolisher

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538 Bob the demolisherMy names Bob, and I am a hitman, oh, yes, I will do anything for a few quid and that includes bumping off folk that are a pain, that’s of course if you pay enough! On hamster one day I met, [for met read was contacted by] a real wimp, a ‘man’ called Paul who came from one of those way out dumps in America who chatted for a while on hamster PM. Then for more privacy we chatted by E mail, he was once working in Holland, and had found himself a wife, a pretty lady its true but that was only in her outward show. It later transpired… according to him, that she was a witch, in disguise, his life in holland became a misery. They had a c***d quite quickly, a girl with her mother`s looks. Sadly, he also had inherited a father- in -law that at every turn was at his elbow. His wife was named, well we will use her second name Marlies to give her at least a little privacy, her daughter too we shall use her second name, Fenna. Now our man Paul will admit he`s not an incredibly determined sort of chap, in his own words he`s a wimp, and this woman soon realised it, the daughter was conceived as a way to his wallet if they became separated and he was soon finding Marlies ruling his house, not that it was as his, it was owned by his father-in -law and rented to him! Such was his life that after a year or so if he wanted to even hang a picture, he had to ask her father and his life became a total misery. Being an American he was thought to be rich, ridiculous we all know, he being just in IT man and working from their basement but it`s what Marlies and her dad thought, and he struggled to keep her in the lifestyle she demanded.He stuck it for a number of years, the daughter grew and following mummies example would overrule his say so by asking grandad for permission to do whatever she wanted, despite his protests, feeble as they were. it was all cold and calculated to break the man.Of an evening she would get dressed up and go out with her friends without him, calling extremely late and demanding he fetch her from wherever and regardless if he were in his bed or not. He was in no position to refuse and when a great job opportunity came up back in the USA, he jumped at it, it being hugely better paid and he seeing it as a chance to break the family cycle with his father-in-law.He offered to take her and the daughter to his homeland, but she flatly refused saying he should go, and that she would visit twice a year, knowing then, that legally he would be still be obliged to pay maintenance for her and the c***d. Thus He moved and took the job paying her regularly, and enjoying the new job, and the independence for the first time in a long, long time She still managed to inflict herself twice a year, and she even slept with him during the visits, but only because the place was so remote and there was no one else available! She knew if she missed a trip to visit, he could say the marriage was a sham, but both her and the daughter treated him like crap the whole time they were at his home. So, when he heard from a friend about Bob the demolisher, (IE me,) he contacted me to get his own back, revenge just for his own peace of mind.!We discussed it and I did not know if I could trust him, so we arranged payment, via a bank and it was huge sum belive me, to be paid in the traditional two halves, but he wanted proof I had done as he wished. which was fair enough, I would not have been happy if the boot were on the other foot and I had never before met him! Anyway, I flew to Frankfurt, bought an old car, and a movie camera with a stand, then wandered into Holland put a couple of false Dutch plates on the thing, and set about finding the house which was just as I had been told. I watched the place for a day or two from a hotel nearly opposite, and then one evening when the two women canlı bahis were out, I slipped into the back kitchen and made myself comfortable wearing my hood till Fenna. came home. She was alone and soon sat in a chair with a rope I had given her as a little present, and I had thoughtfully fetched with me tying her to the old carver chair at the table end. Together we sat waiting, her rather nice body writhing in its bounds and with her asking and begging tearfully to know what I wanted and who the hell I was etc, etc, I just sat there with a grin, just out of shot of my movie camera as she slowly got more hysterical as the hours progressed. Finally, we heard mothers key in the door, so I rose and held Fenna`s. trap shut by then it was about 2 am. Marlies staggered into the hallway pissed and hardly able to stand, shortly she too was strapped to the second carver, and was sobering up rapidly. I explained I was “the grim reaper and I had been sent from god to balance the treatment that they had meted out to Paul mentally, however, this would take a more physical form and I would not hesitate to kill their opposite number if either of them called out or tried to do anything silly.They quickly got the message!A cord round their necks in a pair of nooses and a pair of handcuffs made them compliant when I decided to move them upstairs. The biggest bedroom had us comfortable, well no, it had me comfortable and the two distressed ladies one on either side of the bed kneeling and looking pensive, their hands behind their backs and a rope around each of their pretty necks.I explained in my best soothing voice that, “I had been sent by god to balance up the way they had treated their husband and father and that I would only kill them if I had to, though if I had too I would happily be sending them up to heaven for direct damnation!” I didn’t belive a word of that but it I find confuses the mind and gives the victim a strong feeling that I am a religious nut and might well carry out my threat without hesitation!I went on to explain that, “they were going to entertain me, however humiliating that may become but that they would do it and quick smart if they did not want to hurt their opposite number!” I told them in clear English, that, “one of them would be in a noose the whole time, their rope in my hand and if the other, the performer did not do as she was told, well their loved one would suffer, ultimately if necessary, it would be a very slow death gasping for breath.”I asked, “did they understand?” nods of understanding greeted that, well it was simple enough wasn`t it? They became quiet waiting my instructions. I bid mother to stand turn and present me with her cuffs., which I released, “right bitch fetch me your sex toys and don’t be very long in the doing!”She glanced at the mascara running down her beloved daughters face, it was a look that took in everything of the hopeless situation. She scuttled away and was soon back with the toys, which I suspect the daughter knew little of, at least going on the shocked look on her face she didn`t.I had her kneel once more, then one by one I showed her daughter, saying as I did, “what a sexy mother she had” and explaining each piece in turn to the wide-eyed girl. There were four differing sized vibrators in lurid pinks and the largest a 10” in black rubber… I went on to the egg, the rabbit and the anal plug which had her glancing at her red-faced mother in a way that said she was shocked!Marlies was now told to undress, which after me tugging on her daughters rope as a reminder, she quickly did and I must say she was an attractive woman, well-kept fairly tidy body nice tits and nipples to die for, though to my dismay they were as yet not erect. Below she was unshaven her black pubic hair kept neat, contrasting against her pale skin, bahis siteleri I shifted over on the bed and had mother lay next to me, and told her to demonstrate with one of the small vibes! Her daughters eyes wide with amazement while the mothers gaze fixed itself on the ceiling to avoid eye contact, as the buzzing tool slid into her gash, easily and as if it felt completely at home.I was enjoying the whole game, as I lay watching the woman`s humiliation. We soon changed to a larger vibe which buzzed and clattered like a jigger pick on a cobbled road.Fenna`s eyes never left her mother`s body, amazed at her brazenness and the toys she had no idea her mother had.Ten minutes past, to her it seems like an hour, she climaxes, and looks at me as if to ‘say can I stop now sir’ but it`s in vain, we keep it going till again she climaxes, and I tell her to swap to that monster black one, reluctantly she slowly does, so I liven up her movements with a whack with one of my paddles. Slowly she slips the monster inside and to both mine and her daughters amazement she absorbs it like it`s an old friend. It has a wire to a control box, so I switch it on, and see its set for slow, so I crank it round to its fastest settings, and as her eyes bulge, I turn the speed well up, the head now hard against her cervix begins to pummel at the soft tissue and vibrate at the same time she begins to sob, then cry and finally as she climaxes, scream, before slumping comatose for a moment or two. Her eyes open to realise I have not turned the thing down, so she promptly cries out, orgasms once more and flakes out. I switch it off completely and lift the slumped body, slipping another noose over her neck and leaving her slumped on the floor.“It`s your turn” I tell Fenna, and remove the noose, she looks terrified, I release the cuffs and tell her to undress, initially she refuses, but a tug on mothers noose has her wide eyed and compliant, her body a younger version of her mother, younger and nicely laid out pert tits, bubble arse, long legs, all a presentable18 or 20year-old maid should be in my way of thinking!there is an oblong stool at the dressing table, I fetch it and d**** her over the padded seat. She lays face down trembling as I move her hands under the stool and resecure the cuffs, then whisper in her ear, “are you a virgin?” she looks terrified glancing at her mother, who by now is recovering and sat with her back to the wardrobe watching us, it was obvious to me that she didn`t want mother knowing, so I just grinned and whispered that “you won`t be after tonight lassie, and she won`t be able to tell the difference then!” I then moved the stool so mother could see her daughters face and commenced to strike that pert little arse with the paddle once again. Just ten hard strokes, as a starter. Tears again fell, mother looking fraught as her daughter wriggled and squirmed under the onslaught. I got my old todger out inserted it into this lively lady and bingo, I was having the absolute best sex I have had in years, most of my women having been well used and costing financially! As I was mid-stroke a though struck me, and I whispered, “call me daddy and beg me to fuck you harder my girl” she jerkily muttered for me to “sod off,” so I removed myself from this tasty lady and taking up my paddle struck her arse hard, it wriggled, and my god did she wriggle, with each stroke she moved left or right, like a snake on oiled glass. I secured her legs then gave her a few more. Hissing, “call me daddy” 30 strokes fell, again hissing “you will you little bitch, or this goes on till the blood runs!” ten more strokes had her crying out “ok, ok, ok…you win daddy… fuck me please… anything bar this slapping…!”I slipped myself into her once more, and to her joy began a hard ride which was obviously to her approval! bahis şirketleri Mother just then rose and while my attention was on her daughter went to kick me from her daughters back—- but she forgot the noose which by twisting a little and pulling hard I managed to haul her down and shut off a lot of her air as I did. Off balance she fell beside her daughter in a gasping heap of tears and shock. Here I was balls deep in her daughter and beside me the paddle was in reach, I leant over snatched up the paddle and with a resounding crack laid the leather over Marlies rump, I got in 5 quick shots before she tried to leave but the noose and an armchair in the wrong spot had her overbalancing and falling back in confusion. I knew that I needed to take back control, and had stopped mid-stroke causing my partner, unable to see properly what was going on despite craning her head round, she cried, “…Daddy …please, fuck me Daddy never mind her!” Probably In a vein hope of distraction, sadly that distracted the wrong person, it had her mother looking shocked, so I near choked her with the noose, and I did as bid, by then I was well past stepping back from this lovely maid believe me. She began her climax, and it set me off spewing seed deep in the lassie and rendering me exhausted for a few seconds. Mother seized her chance again, taking a swat at me with a foot but as I came down, I realised what was coming my way, so I tore myself loose and twisting in the air as I fell, she hit bed end, I pulled on the noose and off balance having missed due to the tug on the noose she fell almost onto me bouncing from her daughters rump onto the carpet.With a bound I was on her knowing the girl was still attached to the stool and by her hair I tugged her up to her feet and threw her onto the bed. She lay gasping like a fish on the bank, so taking another grasp on the rope I rolled her on her back and secured her ankles to either bottom bedpost.Happy now she was no threat I returned to the daughter and released her standing her against the huge old wardrobe securing her noose to the top of it with a meat hook from my bag and refitting the hands this time with rope, as I didn’t want my fingerprints on handcuffs did I, oh and of course handcuffs cost… I made sure they were up behind her comfortably as she had been compliant… it was her mother`s turn next.By now I had had a few moments to recover, and so had mother who cursed me roundly in Dutch, now me I can manage Scots, I am fairly fluent in Geordy, and a smattering of cockney but Dutch? Not a chance so I held my finger to my lips said “shush” then as she did not stop gabbling, I smacked her face hard… It went quiet! I recovered my other handcuffs, tied her hands to the bed-head, and to her horror I kissed her, then m*****ed her tits, pulled her nipples and then…After a few minutes more I climbed aboard and screwed the woman right royally, her eyes fixed on mine and regardless of her desperate tries to avoid a climax I watched just that slowly take over her bound body, like slow poison! It crept up until she slowly had to accept the inevitable. And No, it`s not that I am some magic coxman it is the fact I had just had the ride of a lifetime with her daughter and as yet, my poor old balls had not refilled and nature is such a fickle thing mechanically she just had to climax! Once she had climaxed that first time, she soon did it again and then again, before I finally filled her, she was not as good as her daughter though, and I noticed she was not exchanging glances so often with the girl now probably at least a little embarrassed at having climaxed so readily!It was time to leave. I gagged both mother and daughter, put away my tools, switched Of the camera, and folding the tripod wished them bye-bye. I knew father-in-law would find them next day and it would soon be light.I slipped out the back way, and the journey to the airport was uneventful. It was on the flight home I sent him a message, it just said, ‘mission accomplished mother and daughter both done well!’

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