The Kinky Adventures of Jumpy Janice

I was going to find Karen, know matter how long it took. I knew she’d stolen the money, and I was going to make her pay. I hated the bitch, but she turned me on. I wanted to continue with the abuse I’d started on her that night in her motor home. Karen got me so hot, but unlike Gabriel and Lucy, that I loved, I wanted to torture Karen. Yeah, for hours, if not days. I drove back out the long dirt road, and got back on the highway, and headed for Lincoln Lodge. I had no idea where I’d look for her, but I’d talk to anyone I saw. Someone had to have seen her, maybe in a cafe, or bar, I just didn’t know.

After I got there and had asked around for a couple of hours, I finally found an older women that told me that some girl, who matched Karen’s description, had asked about other motels in the area, and if there was one that was off the beaten trail. There were only two in town, she told me, so it made things simple. The other one, Deep Forest Cabins, was supposedly located deep in the woods, a good place to escape. I followed the woman’s directions, and stopped down the dirt road a little ways from the cabins, where I could watch the place for a while.

I waited there, drowsy for some reason, and almost fell asleep listening to the wind. An hour later I see her, walking toward her cabin. She looked hot. Tight jeans, boots, and a leather jacket, with her long blond hair hanging over the back. I waited a few minutes, and drove up to the place, parking out of her view. I got out and walked over to her cabin, with my gun in my jacket. I knocked on her door, and she asked who it was. I disguised my voice, and told her it was maid service. The dumb bitch opened the door, and I forced my way in, shoving my gun into her face, while telling her to keep her mouth shut unless she wanted to die.

“Where’s the money, you fucking bitch?” I asked her.

She didn’t answer, and looked the other way.

“Strip down to your panties.” I told her.

Karen was shaking, and starting to cry.

“Move it bitch.” I told her.

She took off her boots, and then unbuttoned her jeans, and started taking them off. Karen was perfect, and her white cotton panties looked really good. My heart was beating very hard. I was getting very wet and horny, just loving this. I told her to leave her leather jacket and little T-shirt on, and put her arms back so I could tie them to the headboard.

There she was, tied up, and crying now. I sat in a chair across from her bed just staring at her. I told her that she was making me very horny and she looked really confused. I got out of the chair, and started playing with her feet. Yeah, she had cute feet.

“Where’s the money you little bitch?” I asked her again.

She just sat there crying. I didn’t say anything, but started kissing her feet, and then started biting them all over. I worked my way up her legs, and then started kissing her panties. The kisses turned into bites. I’d bite her clitoris, gently at first, and then harder. Karen would scream, so I gagged her. Then more biting, some slapping and pinching. She was screaming, but the gag kept her pretty quiet. I was loving it. I’d pinch the inside of her thigh and then her clitoris again, and she’d scream each time. It was all making me hornier than hell.

Then I pulled off my jeans, sat on her face, took her gag off, and told her to eat me while I pinched her nipples. I let her go on for a long time, occasionally stopping to kiss her all over, and then slap her some more. Then back to sitting on her face, so I could cum some more, getting her face all wet. I asked her why she stole the money, but she said nothing. I was getting pissed. I knew she had the money. I got so pissed that I slapped her face again and again, then sat back on her face, and peed on her. She was choking on my pee, and I told her I’d keep this up till she told me where the money was.

Finally a half hour later, still choking on my pee, she admitted that she had the cash, but had it hidden in an old abandoned house she’d found nearby. Then she told me that she loved me, and wanted me to hug her. She wanted to be my friend. How weird was this? I untied her and we took off to find Karen’s abandoned house.

She said we had to walk there, so into the woods we went. A few minutes later we got to the abandoned house and went inside. It was dark, damp, and cold, with all the windows boarded up. She opened a closet and grabbed the canvas bag off the top shelf, handing it to me, giving me a look like she really liked me. It looked like it was all there, so I just stood there, still holding the gun.

“Take off your jeans again.” I yelled, and she did. She looked so good, I just wanted to have sex with her, and go crazy over her. I tied one of her feet to a post, and then started the seduction. Karen loved it. We were going crazy over each other. I’d spit on her, and she loved it. Then I’d bite her all over, and we’d eat each other. This was great. She told me she loved me again, and wanted to escape with us, and leave Jason. She said that he’d never treated her very well, and she’d been thinking of leaving him for a long time now. That’s why she’d changed motels, and was going to escape with the cash. I didn’t know what to think. Maybe keep her as my whipping girl. Maybe she was fucking with me. I didn’t know, but her passion toward me had been pretty intense.

We’d have to come up with a plan to get Gabriel back, and get away. We went back to Karen’s cabin to think.

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