The nonde van he drove was brown and as unremarkable as a clod of dirt. Which was, of course, the whole point. People tended to forget the unremarkable, Steiner kept the van well-kept and clean, and that was all. It reflected the meticulous nature of its owner, and the desire for careful anonymity. Steiner pulled into the downward sloping driveway which led into the underground garage of a home built ingeniously into the hillside. He stopped the engine and listened. In the back he could hear Hardcore the sounds of two struggling women. The muscular blond rapist and serial killer wore black fatigues, combat boots, and night vision goggles. He hopped out into the harsh glare of the naked bulbs in the lair of his ‘Den’ outside Colorado Springs. He had many such dens; this is what he called them. They dotted not only the country but the world. As a predator he took no chances. When he pulled open the back doors of the van he admired the two women inside. Natalie’s long dark hair blowjob contrasted nicely against her well-tanned skin and the rich brown of her eyes. She was short and compact, with an innocent heart-shaped face and firm, bubble-shaped breasts. After Steiner Brunette had rendered her unconscious with a chloroform-soaked rag he had bound her in her bra and panties only, hog-tied with ropes. Beside the 23-year-old Natalie lay 24 year-old Melanie. Melanie was a taller, long-limbed specimen. Despite her slender build, her breasts were full, the aureoles of her tits delightful. Melanie was a dark blond whose hair could almost be mistaken for brunette in the wrong lighting. Her terrified amateur blue eyes locked onto Steiner’s, an unspoken plea for mercy screaming from her to him. She too was hog-tied in a pink bra and panty. “Good evening ladies. Welcome to my World of Torments. Welcome to Hell,” Steiner whispered. He drew out his long combat knife and warned both women to remain completely still. Then, slowly, he cut through their bonds. Both girls wiggled away from him, cringing in horror and disgust. This was a good time to draw the Glock, so Steiner put down the knife and leveled the weapon at both girls. In the near pitch blackness they could see him hardly at all, but he could see their fear as vividly as in daylight. “Do not move or I will reality send hot lead into your beautiful bodies. The naked beauty gained her feet and darted towards me. I hardly remembered the old her. I specialize in hurricane protection. A mix of saliva and pre-cum was dripping from my mouth, no matter how much I tried I just couldn’t swallow it all. I love you” She tugged at my pants and pulled them down to my ankles, somehow she managed to pull off my boxers too. “what would you like to drink Sir? “What?” The Hardcore music was too loud. She let out an encouraging moan and studied him, looking at the focus on his face. Frank was just stirring, and as he opened his eyes he beheld Vanessa in contrast; her right shoulder and leg were dark in shadow, and her almost translucent skin was illuminated on her left side. I couldn't wait for my first taste of cum. It’s a turn on when Brunette other people are watching.” Amanda’s mouth was wide open, her eyes wide as she then asked, “You mean you would fuck your husband in front of us? She was holding it with her hand. I slide in her and lay down so I'm fucking her prone style. "Where should we start," Michelle said in a dreamy pre orgasmic state, her hand covered in the watery pre cum that every so often she held to her lips and licked. “You have a blowjob nice cock too, Bill.” Jane said. “Oh, Dotty, yes, yes!” I groaned. She screamed bloody hell but Still thrusting I grab her nipples and squeeze them rough as I cum. Marge was starting to come around when I taped her the same way. I did try to interview a Mr. Wilson of the famous Mansion, but the lady answering the door turned me away with the obligatory sympathy for the missing girl. Pure ecstasy radiated out from her, the amateur product of raw sexual energy and time. Dawn quickly dropped her coat and knelt beside the reality door. All I could see was her face, poking out of the top of the duvet, smiling mischievously at me. There was a few seconds of silence, our eyes scanning each other, trying to gauge each other’s intent. “Please, please, fire that jizz across my features.” Fuck! I chose the plain white shirt, thin black tie and waistcoat and matched with a pair of black pinstripe slacks – under normal circumstances it would look like I was dressed for a business meeting or a funeral, but it looked sharp and the get up worked. My eyes opened. “You serious?” It’s naked, and full, and occupied with a single finger.