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"Don't scream," I ordered. I could see she was edging that direction, "I just want your money." "I only have some quarters," she said in a breathy, shaky little blond voice. "Let's try your apartment." I walked close behind her with the gun in my purse. "If you make a sound I'll shoot you. You wouldn't believe how many people get away with murder every year." Robert and Tara were not in sight when we got to her door but they were right behind me as soon as she'd keyed the lock and opened the door. Robert launched himself into the apartment right behind her and knocked her to the floor. He sat on her back. I got some of the blonde's panties and pantyhose from a drawer in the bedroom and he used them to tie her wrists behind her back and her ankles together. He stuffed the panties in her mouth to gag her. Then he brought two chairs from the kitchen. I stripped all my clothes off and folded them neatly making a small pile next to one of the chairs. Tara looked at me oddly. This was Robert's nuttiness, these sessions, as she was about to learn. "Strip," he told her. "Why?" "Just do it." Tara glared at me, short, blond, naked but resigned and took her clothes off. Robert made us sit in the chairs where he secured our wrists and ankles to the chair with plastic twist ties, the kind you get with very big garbage bags. Then he pulled out his pocketknife. He sharpened the fucking thing every day like his life depended on it. My pussy never starts pumping pussy juice until the victim sees the knife. The fear is electric and it goes right to my nipples and cunt. When he flipped her on her back, practically at our feet, and showed her the blade her eyes opened wide, her head shook violently from side to side and she peed her panties. My pussy caught fire. Robert cut her shirt off. He cut her bra off. He sawed through her urine drenched running shorts and cut away the wet panties, too. She trembled in terror and made odd bleating noises and shook her head no a lot but it just made Robert happier than he already was. I wished he would just get between those long legs of her's and fuck her but I knew he wouldn't. He had a session to do, after all. He pulled her into a sitting position by her long blond hair. BANG! He shot a fist into her right eye. The eye swelled shut like a balloon blowing up. She looked utterly stunned. He punched her left eye too for good measure. Her eyes were swollen slits, useless to her. "Jesus!" Tara blurted it out. See, Tara said that, not me. Robert looked at both of us as if he didn't know his new bitch's voice or something. He had a firm rule, no talking from the chicks in the chairs. Robert lowered the blond onto her back. Even though her ankles were tied he was still able to force her knees apart. He got between her legs, opened his pants, and hauled out his respectably sized cock. He had used it on me many times and, believe me, it was more than adequate for the job. I hated that he had fucked Tara with it, too. In fact, I wished he was using it on me right at that minute. He concentrated on her expression as he opened her vaginal slit with his fingers and got the tip of his hard dick inside of her. She had already surrendered to the inevitable and didn't struggle. She turned her head to try to look at me and Tara tied to our chairs through her swollen eyes and waited to be impaled. He lay forward on top of her but didn't yet sink it into her cunt. Then he did something new, something I had not seen him do before. As he forced his cock into her trimmed little cunt he pushed the tip of the knife blade into the base of her tit. "MMMMMMMMFFFFFFFF!!!!" She screamed and screamed, shaking her head and squirming underneath him. It got to him, I know, because he immediately shot his load. "OH YEAH!" He lunged into her. It was something, too, because he usually fucked them for a little while before he shot. He didn't run the knife deep enough to puncture her fake tit but it looked and sounded like it hurt a lot.

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