She made the bimbo crawl into the dungeon... that is, the large pantry, specially designed for stocking food and her cuisine tools. By the means of portable lift devices to heavy pieces of meat, She suspended her victim and cuffed her, to the ceiling, crossing arms with legs, so that the bimbo hung in a parrot's perch way, so uncomfortably that in a few moments she was moaning in affliction and pain. The position highlighted her magnificent ass - the main cause of her lover's sexcapade -, and, as a golden key, her hair pointed down dramatically. The scene as a whole was, at the same time, cruel and enigmatically beautiful... but "dire qu’un objet est beau, c’est lui donner valeur d’énigme". And that is that perverted scene...
The bimbo, as expected, increased her pleadings and beggings for getting free, Nevertheless, the only reaction of her tormentor was to walk away to have a bath. After all, to beat up a bimbo is very tiresome, and she was covered by sweat. A glorious sweat, nevertheless, instead of the sweat that dropped in cascade from the scared bimbo... Oh, the poor girl was stinking of fear. She wanted to enhance the difference between a defeated stinking hoochie and a fragrant winner - and true woman; so She went bathing..
She returned with an apron on, covering her naked body. She approached her prey and caressed her victim's marvellous right buttock:
- Well, I am going to cut off the round of this beautiful cow in order to prepare a delicious rump cover for him. He loves rump cover, à la mode d'Argentine...
The bimbo went into cold shock and got paralysed; the groans and cries vanished, as well the so far uninterrupted futile struggles stopped. She stared to infinite, double dumb, lol...
- I will preserve the rest of the... meat - and She fondled more abusively that wonderful piece of flesh - in a Argentinian way too: I will smoke the entire... piece... slowly... I will grease the... piece... before with some good essences. The resulted flavour will be wonderful...
The stink from the bimbo got stronger, as far as the panic seized her...
- But I have another idea: instead of cooking you... and She whispered in the bimbo's ear what She had in mind as an alternative for the cannibal act...
- I agree. I will obey you - said meekly and humbly the poor lassie...
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