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Chapter 3 : Hélène and Agnès

The captured Indian girl

I do that on the next week-end. With a more sophisticated scenario

I woulld like a nice hanging, I would like to see Hélène wriggling at the end of a rope

Scene 1, 20th century Western costume : I'm a fierce cow-girl...

and Hélène is a pretty indian girl, that a nice cow-boy brings me.

The poor little thing is closing her thighs to grip the big vibrator filling her...

What she is beautiful !

Delightfully frightened with the rustic gag shearing her mouth and making her cry.

I have asked for a nice gallows and a wooden fence. They are ready.

Scene 2: obeying my orders, the cow-boy firmly ties Hélène to the fence, with her legs wide opened...

- Come here, you. I have to wet your glans.

- Gee up... deep-plow her. And you, lick me.

... and while he is brutally rapping her, I order the poor indian-girl to lick my pussy.

Every cow-boy's attack hurls Hélène's face to my womb, her tongue stimulates my clitoris...

Mmmm, it's good !

I feel out of sorts when I put the rope around her neck, ...

when I cut her clothes, ...

when I meticulously fill her, front and back, ...

when I tie her in a japanese manner and when I slip a plastic bag on her moving android's face.

- Go up. Don't be afraid. Georges holds you.

- Are you ready?

Hélène is ready.

For the hanging.

Aaaaaargh ...gggll

I let poor Hélène spin around some minutes. She is coughing and groanning. Her legs are tossing and turning, they are slapping the air while her tied hands try in vain to untie this infernal knot strangling her, to snatch the plastic bag suffocating her.

For fear that the rope damages the fragile mechanism of her neck, I stop the game. Also I need a big male member.

While I'm riding the male android, I have eyes only for the female. Her mouth is opened like the one of a carp.. The plastic bag is blowing up, it is deflating and it is pressing itself up against the face of the android.

Now, (already ?) the exhilaration of an orgasm takes me and throws me on the floor.

But I want to be gently caressed. The ones only a woman can offer. So I free Hélène.

She deeply breathes in, as if her life was dependent on, as a real woman did it. She is really a programming miracle.

- You are wonderfully designed. !

- Lie down. I want you.

Later, while Hélène is sleeping, ( perhaps filled with pleasure ), I am looking at its beautiful face of female android.

- Do you know, sweetie, I am almost in love with you.

... to be continued ...