“You’ve been stalking me for three months? Seriously, that is so flattering!”

Of course, that was before I locked Blake’s wrists and ankles into the wall-mounted restraints, stuffed that oversized jaw-straining ball gag deep within her sensuous mouth and tore off her little black dress. Disturbingly, hours later, after a lovely evening of torture, rape and sodomy, I could still see that unexpected look of gratitude in Blake’s tear-filled eyes even as I disemboweled her before harvesting her breast implants for my growing collection...