Chapter 01 "The fling."

Warning - Dolcett is one of the most extreme artists around the world. He draws people (mostly women) in positions of asphyxiation, cannibalism, impalement, snuff, etc. This story follows his work very closely and I don't hold back from telling it like it is. If you are not comfortable with descriptions of this extreme erotica, then I highly recommend you don't proceed any further. The story codes that are required by the BDSMLibrary.com website are there for a reason. You have been warned.



Kendrick gave a low guttural growl. He loved the sound. He tightened his tie and stretched his neck in the mirror. He felt like a predator tonight and woe to his target as soon as he finds her. He grabbed his wallet, keys, gold rolex and slipped out the door. Half an hour later he was at the cocktail party looking for his prey.

It took a while before he spotted her. She was chatting with a silly pompous waiter while sipping a Gin & Tonic. He watched her eyes as they looked from one person to the next in the boardroom. She looked bored and alone. He studied her for a little while to make sure of his next target.

She moved over to the makeshift bar and politely asked the bartender for a refill. Her eyes again wandered aimlessly over the crowd. She seemed more to be killing time and being noticed than actually doing any business networking. Kendrick noticed his lips were dry and licked them slightly. He watched her as she went back to her original spot and continued a small conversation with another waiter.

Kendrick looked over her form. Lovely petite body. Slim and well looked after. Her skin was tight and lightly tanned. She giggled and Kendrick knew that she was the one. Eventually the waiter left her to carry on working. Time to make a move thought Kendrick. He ordered two Gin & Tonics from the bar and made his way to stand beside her.

"Hi there. Could you use one of these?" he said offering the drink.

She smiled, said thank you and took his offering. For a while they made small talk. Mostly about business and how these sort of parties were so boring. Kendrick knew which buttons to press with her, and very shortly she was infatuated with him. After twenty minutes they both left to get some coffee.

Kendrick learned heaps about her. Her name was Marsha Edmunds. She was on her first business trip. Married to a guy called Mark, who preferred his work over her. No kids, her husband didn't want the responsibility.

After an hour Kendrick decided to turn on the charm. Marsha was instantly hooked. This Mark must be a real fucking asshole thought Kendrick. Another hour of talking and Marsha had been easily convinced to go back to his room for a nightcap.

Kendrick held her hand as they entered the elevator. He pointed to his door and once on the other side he pulled her towards him for a kiss. Marsha easily submitted and kissed him back. Kendrick removed his tie and turned down the lights.

"Now this is more like it. These cocktail parties are so boring."

Marsha smiled. Kendrick could tell she was nervous. He took her hand and leaned in close to look into her eyes.

"Don't be nervous, I don't bite." he said.

"I'm sorry. This is a little new to me . I don't . I've never been with anyone except my husband."

Kendrick unbuttoned her business blouse. He could feel her body heat on the fabric. Too easy he thought.

"I've never been naked with anyone else. Sorry." Marsha continued.

God she goes on, thought Kendrick.

"Don't be. Look, he's back home and you're here. Have some fun ." persisted Kendrick.

Marsha couldn't resist his smile and charm.

"Yeah," she said straightening her back and shoulders. "You're right. Nobody will know and it's about time I loosened up."

About fucking time, thought Kendrick removing his shirt. Marsha nearly swooned. He had a body to kill for. Strong muscles rippled pushing each other aside to show off. His tummy showed off an awesome set of abs. Marsha ran her hands over his body. All her inhibitions disappeared. She was so looking forward to the fucking she was going to get.

Marsha removed the rest of her clothes with Kendrick's help. He removed each item separately and kissed each part of her body. Marsha was in heaven. Finally they both got down to business. Marsha lay on the bed while Kendrick thrusted his large cock deep into her pussy.

For over the next two hours there was a lot of pussy licking, cock sucking and thrusting. Marsha was loving her first fling. She felt Kendrick cum for the third time and fall over limply to the bed. She propped herself up on her elbow and snuggled into his chest. Kendrick wrapped his powerful arms around her body and they both enjoyed each other's scent and body heat.

Ten minutes later Kendrick felt hungry. "Hungry?" he asked. Marsha nodded.

"I'll make some reservations, what do you feel like?"

Marsha sat up. "Barbecue sounds good."

Kendrick smiled. The irony of it all he thought. "Just what I had in mind."

Marsha patted his leg. "I'm going to take a shower." she said, "Want to join me?"

Kendrick raised his eyebrows. "Okay. Let me call first."

"I love barbecue, it makes the meat taste great."

It sure does he thought. Kendrick watched as his prey went into the bathroom. He waited until Marsha had entered the shower. Once sure he wouldn't be heard Kendrick grabbed the phone and dialled.

"Hi. This is Kendrick. I've got a pick-up. Marriott Room 602. Make it about ten minutes time. No, this one is prime. Grade A. Better than that cheer- leader on Tuesday. Okay, see you soon."

Kendrick stood up and reached for his trousers. Inside his right pocket was an extendable metal club. At six inches it wasn't big but once he pressed a button and flicked his arm, it quickly flicked out to an impressive twenty-four inches of metal.

Kendrick spun the club in his hand and walked into the bathroom. Marsha didn't even hear him walk in. Kendrick pulled back the curtain. Marsha felt the draught and before she could turn around was struck across the back of her head. The last thing she heard was, "Sweet dreams Marsha." as she collapsed to the floor.

Kendrick didn't waste anytime. He easily picked up Marsha's body and lay her face down on the floor. He checked the back of her head to make sure she wasn't bleeding. He tied her wrists behind her back and also her ankles. Next he blindfolded her. He had just finished putting his clothes back on when there was a knock at the door. Kendrick recognised the knocking pattern as his courier. He let the courier in who had a large box and quickly closed the door.

"Nice babe. Details?" asked the courier as he opened the box.

"Married, late 20s. Nothing unusual." replied Kendrick.

"Good. The boss told me to tell you that there's a beauty pageant tomorrow in LA at the Hilton airport centre. You could do a little hunting and get some sun."

"No problem. Alert the LA pick-up team. I'll try to pick the winner. Ha!"

The courier removed a syringe and jabbed it into Marsha's thigh. He pumped in its contents and then slipped it into his pocket. He checked Marsha's firm body and breasts.

"This one's a beauty Kendrick. You still have a good eye for a nice piece of ass. Did you tell her she's been invited for dinner?"

"No, I figured she would want to be surprised. She did say she liked a good barbecue."

Both men placed Marsha into the box and the courier nailed it down tight. Kendrick watched as the courier carted the box out of the room and down the hallway.

Another one gone, another ten grand in the bank. Too easy thought Kendrick. He went to pack and organise for a flight to LA.

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