I think my weight has pulled her arm back out of her shoulder socket. Her chin dropped onto her chest as the quivering stopped, and I could smell shit.
Had I killed her? xxx sex It took about ten minutes for her agonized flailing to subside enough for me to get close enough to her to grasp her waistband and pull down and then completely remove her pants. I wrapped them round a stick then set fire to them to use as a torch to provide a few a moments flickering orange illumination of her stretched naked body, as a change from the pale moonlight. Still shaking a bit from what I had done I made up my mind. I took off my tie and bound her wrists tightly together behind her back, she made a pathetic “uhhh” sound as I moved her right arm, but once tied behind it looked quite normal. I than bound her ankles tight together with a luggage strap before gagging her mouth with the sponge I use for cleaning the van tied firmly in place with a triangular bandage from the first aid kit. For the first time I noticed her forehead was badly grazed and her left cheek was cut and badly bruised. In the distance I could hear a car coming. Forgetting she was a living being I threw her into the back of the van on
