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Amélie was her name. yes she was pretty, a bit chubby for my taste but a nice face. I accepted to have a meeting with her, in a café, very close to the place where later i will torture her. She was a pain slut and ready for all kind of humiliation. So when she was 5 minutes late, i told her so. Loud. She started to sit down so i raise my voice, and asked her if i told her to sit down. A bitch as to understand her place. So i asked :
"you have us wait for you too long. Give me one reason to stay?. She started to mumble some pity full word but i interrupted her raising my finger. " you can't even find a good reason, you are really a dumb fuck. Well Sit down and shut up." She did so with her head down. Yes she was pretty. I imagine her crying, and it was such a nice picture in my head. I had to find if reality would be the same...
"Now, what do you think about her my love ?" i ask my wife. "Do you think she will be good as your toy ?" She nod with a great smile "only if you want to."
She know exactly how to respond. "Amélie, this is the last time i call you by that name. Afterward it will be "it" or any other meaning words. If you want to walk away. walk away. Else you can come with us." And with that we were living the café, and she started to follow us. Unaware of what will come to here next. She was dressed like i told her. High heels, stockings, a skirt and a slightly transparent top with no bra. Her hair were attach in two braids. We were very close to the building we were going. So we didn't have much time to play with her on the street. Anyway i decided to see if she can cope and goes on. Some girl are just afraid of a little slap. And i don't care for that type of girl. So i start to pace a bit quciker, and then i stopped abruptly, making her bump into me. I quicly turn around facing her, and slaped her face with my fully open hand. One moment after she was down on the street. Funny how some people just can't stand. I grab her by the throat and start teling her "you little stupid whore, you have to be more carrefull Do you understand ?" I Spit at her face and tell her to open her mouth wide. I was the evening, so there were not much people, but the one there, were staring at us for sure. She opened slitghly her mouth, and i tell my wife to spit on this thing. And she did so. We left her here and start walking and after three or more meter, i turn around and say out loud "Will it come ?" And so she quickly come to us, but this time she was carrefull to not bump at us. |
