Pass the Ketchup dear! - Sex Stories

Pass the Ketchup dear!

... resigned to his fate. Whatever they had planned for him would be half of what he was planning for his revenge. Kate came home with a pair of panties in a bag in her pocket. Jim looked at her strangely until she explained that they were off one of her co-workers. Julie was a nurse who had the hots for Paul. She'd told Kate that he'd fucked her in his office a few times a while ago, but he hadn't touched her since. She still wanted him to fuck her again because she loved it rough, and he knew just how she liked it. She also said that he kept a pair of her panties in his desk drawer. Julie hadn't been seen for weeks, the staff knew she had an abusive boyfriend; she would turn up with fresh bruises nearly every week. The police had been called to her house on several occasions, but she refused to press charges and the abuse would carry on regardless. In the afternoon, Kate snuck in to Paul's office and retrieved the panties. Wearing rubber gloves, she removed them from the drawer and placed them in a sterile bag. Kate climbed the stairs and entered what she now thought of as Paul's dungeon. The curtains were closed but Paul was wide awake. Kate pulled on a pair of latex gloves and pulled the panties out of the bag. "You know what these are? Don't you? Naughty boy!" "Mmmph." Paul replied. He was shivering. "Don't be scared naughty boy. I'm not here to punish you." She wrapped the panties around his ever present erection and started to move her gloved hand up and down his shaft. ...

... The pain was excruciating, but the pleasure was intensifying as she sped up and he came into the silky material. He panted and shook as she placed the panties back in the bag, then she left the room and shut the door. Kate entered the garage, removed the panties from the bag and dropped them on the back seat. Jim, dressed in Paul's clothes, which were rather baggy on him, drove Paul's car to a secluded car park off a country road, 20 miles from their house. Kate had followed in her car and pulled up in a space further up from Jim. She walked to Paul's car and applied the finishing touches, smearing Paul's blood and semen on the steering wheel and the back seat. Jim and Kate then abandoned Paul's car, leaving the driver's door unlocked and the rear passenger door open. Getting back in Kate's car they kissed and Jim's hand stole to her crotch, rubbing her moist lips, pushing his finger into her and caressing her swollen clit. She gripped the wheel as she came, then she kissed him again deeply, composed herself and drove back home. At home, Jim undressed and Kate put the clothes in the washer. As the machine started they could hear Paul struggling to get free. "I've got this." Jim said as he went to the room, naked, grabbing the bat on the way in. Paul stopped moving, his eye's like saucers surrounded by black and deep purple rings, had a look of sheer terror as Jim swung the bat forcefully towards his knees. There was a deafening crack as the bat split and Paul shrieked in pain ...