Two long rough hemp ropes and a roll of para-cord. As he was finished the para-cord was wound around her neck like a collar, two strings going down over her breasts to the harness, holding everything in place. Japanese sex “Too wet.” He stated dryly as he observed the second truncheon move. And Jack did not fuck her with it. Face-fucking her he looked her in the eyes. He nodded as Matthews placed a pint and a whisky in front of him. She ran when she was angry, when she was sad, confused, hurt. There was no struggle, no resistance as he tied the knot an stepped back. The green eyes were open, staring unseeing in the distance. No wonder she always referred to this David as ‘bastard’. He had expected that, her insides were torn. He looked deeply in her eyes as he placed the tip of the blade on that spot.
