“The walk through the woods had calmed him. Daisy and Helena were silent with fear. He could see it in their faces. The gags helped of course, not a word or scream able to pierce through the thick wadding. Their hands were bound too, not only individually but also to each other. They would never be able to run or fight, never mind escape. They walked ahead of him so he could watch their every movement. Helena was slim, a bit too slim in fact, with a gracefulness in her movement that had obviousl...y been inherited by Daisy. He liked a bit more weight on his women, a decent spread of fat across the top of the hips and buttocks, like his mummy in fact. She’d had that slight sagginess of skin across her stomach and hips from giving birth. He thought back to his childhood and what had made his mummy happy. He would try it on Helena. The pits were almost in sight now. He would walk them right over the spot where Julie and Richard lay buried. How funny would that be? How fucking funny? They would have no idea that they would soon be facing the same fate.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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