Shredder Part 1 - Sex Stories

Shredder Part 1

... refilling it part-way with fresh water to rinse the clothes. “That’s more like it,” she said, “jeans should be blue, not grey and shorts should be white, not yellow.” she wrung the stuff out and when he climbed out of the tub, he gave it another twist. She hung it over the stair railing when they left the bathroom. In his bedroom, he pulled on a pair of old dress pants and a sweater, wool socks and stuffed his wallet and key ring in the pants pocket. “Let’s have dinner,” she suggested. He nodded, and when he gave her the dish of meat chunks to cook, she almost gagged. Sandy’s nipple was still attached to one piece. She held her breath as she fried it and served him, eating only bread, cheese and coffee herself, while he ate the breast-meat with gusto. When she washed the dishes, he took her wrist. “Come on,” he said, “I got to go out for a few minutes. He walked her to the bedroom and manacled her foot to the leg-iron when he stopped and went out to the hall to check his pants. Christine set the key under the edge of the mattress where she’d be able to reach it with her free hand. Eddie came back, “did you see a small key, like a cash-box key when you washed my pants?” She shook her head no. “You sure?” “No, nothing like that, just bits of paper an’ stuff that was stuck to them,” she lied. “Fuck!” you dumped the wash-water down the toilet too,” he cursed, “oh well, I’ll send away for another set. Lie down and rest ‘til I get back. He looked toward the handcuff on the ...

... headboard and said, “if the key was in them pockets, it’s gone out under the yard now. I’ll get more after the weekend. If I lock your arm on now, you’d be stuck for a few days.” He laughed and tested the leg shackle. “Oh well, at least I got that one on my key ring...” When he returned, about an hour later, he released her to use the washroom and he stood outside the door. When she came out, he took her to the bedroom and fastened the leg manacle to her and dropped his clothes at the foot of the bed. “Just as well you have both hands free,” he said with a leer, “I’m going to let you suck my cock since I’m nice and clean.” he laughed coarsely, “on your knees Chris!” “Slow down lover-boy,” she said gently, “I’ll do a better job if you let me get in the mood first. She stretched upward, kissed his chest, neck and face, her hand gliding over his stiffening penis. Eddie moaned as she ran the tip of her tongue down his front from his throat to his crotch and kissed the tip of his erection wet for an instant. He was almost begging as she licked back up to his neck, her hands holding his, pushing his right arm behind his head; suddenly lunging across, grasping his left arm, clamped the handcuff to his wrist as she started to lick down again... “don’t worry, I found the key after... you dropped it on the bathroom floor when you took off your jeans... relax and enjoy it.” She lowered her head to his crotch, felt his right hand grasp her hair as she ran her tongue along his length, heard him ...