Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!
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				Title: <strong>Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rpgirl85</strong> on <strong>16-10-2010, 14:35:53</strong>
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				Claire still couldn't believe her luck, it had worked. It took 14 months but it worked. They had fooled the old bastard. She and her boyfriend. It had work to perfection. And now they had 250 million dollars in her bank account and a life of luxury and comfort awaiting them. A rise smile came upon her lips as she thought about the new mansion she had just purchased and would be moving in there with her boyfriend next month. But before that, they were going to spend this next month in romantic Paris. And they were on their way to it right now. In the first class compartment of the Pan-American Airlines.Claire was sitting in the window seat and her boyfriend Mathew was dozing off in the isle seat beside her. Her thoughts went back to that night 14 months ago, the night that changed their lives now for good.<br>---<br>14 months ago. <br>Claire and Mathew had been living together in a rented apartment for 3 years now. Mathew had been out of work for months now and Claire was working as an assistant editor in a fashion magazine. The job was good but the pay was very little. Life for them in short was a struggle. Until the night she met him, Mr Thomas Williams, the chairman and owner of the Williams empire. He had come to attend a party thrown by the magazine where Claire worked and got introduced to him in that party. Now Claire knew how to pull the strings when it came to men, especially with those sapphire blue eyes and those long blond hair that framed her beautiful face perfectly. She was 5'4" with a naturally curvy body and legs that always got the attention of the onlookers. What started as harmless flirting, soon got in to something Claire hadn't even dreamed off. He sent her an invite a week after the party for a dinner. Claire at first wanted to refuse, she was committed to Mathew of course, but Mathew stopped her and then they came up with this plan together. A plan that would end all their troubles for ever. <br>So Claire went to dinner with Mr Williams who soon became Thomas for her as their relationship began to blossom. Claire was always sweet and caring and six months in to the relationship he proposed. They got married and that is when things took a complete turn. From a sweet and caring girlfriend, she turned in to a cold bitch that wouldn't even let Thomas kiss her. It went on for months, the frustrations of her husband simmering near boiling point. And he broke, just what Claire had wanted. Thomas Williams had an affair but little did her knew that was exactly what his wife wanted. Unknown to him, Claire had pictures taken of him with the woman in very compromising positions and then she filed for divorce. With those photographs, she got out of the marriage easily and with a huge some of alimony. Now she could happily live with Mathew with not a thing to worry about in the whole world. They had millions to spend and a life together to look forward to.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salamander</strong> on <strong>16-10-2010, 15:33:20</strong>
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				Thomas Williams was a happy man. It was working out perfectly. The lovely couple would soon be arriving in Paris, and there'd be a nice surprise awaiting them. Nice for <em>him</em> of course- not so fucking nice for them. Not very fucking nice for them at all. <br><br>A car would be waiting for the lovebirds at the airport- bribing the guy at the car hire company had been even easier (and cheaper) than he'd expected. It would take them not to their hotel, as they expected, but to a garage that he'd rented on the outskirts of the city, about 15 minutes from the airport. And he'd be waiting for them with his .45 and a bottle of chloroform. When they woke up they'd be chained to the garage ceiling and ready for him to do whatever he wanted to them. And the garage was fully soundproofed too- no one would hear them scream.<br><br>And Thomas had plans...boy, did he have plans. He had all of the power tools that he needed, plus a bunch of sex toys. He was gonna have fun with the bitch and her asshole of a boyfriend. They'd be screaming and begging for mercy soon enough, but he wasn't going to give them any. They'd used him to get their filthy little hands on his money, and now he was going to use them for every sick pleasure that he'd ever dreamed of. Yeah- it was payback time, and it was coming soon. He had a hard-on already.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia Silver</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 19:01:53</strong>
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				Dave was happy too. To be honest he didn't think that Claire's plan would work. But god it did work! Sure it took some time and some planning, but they would now enjoy all that money.<br>He had everything planned. A trip to the most romantic place in the world, a nice suite in a 5-star hotel... In a few hours they would have dinner in the restaurant in the Eiffel tower. Getting a reservation there cost an arm and a leg, but money wasn't a a problem for them anymore.<br>On the next day they would go on the Champs Elysées to buy some sexy lingerie, and probably go back to the hotel and make love all day. He was thinking about doing a tour of Europe after that, go to Venice, Rome, Prague... But right now the only thing he could think about was lingerie... Hmmm...<br>He looked at Claire in the plane and smiled. He looked forward to this, so much!
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				Post by: <strong>rpgirl85</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 21:09:28</strong>
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				Claire was as much exited about this trip as Dave was if not more. Only she knew how she had endured these last few months being the wife of that rich idiot. She turned her face to Dave while she leaned back in her seat to saw him smiling at her. Claire smiled back at him and then leaned in for a light kiss. " Our dreams are finally true.." she said in a low voice, her face radiating of joy and happiness. 
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				Post by: <strong>Salamander</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 21:49:30</strong>
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				Thomas looked at his watch. They should be off the plane by now...probably collecting their luggage or in the line for passport control. They had a reservation at the Hotel de Crillon- an eigtheenth century palace that had been converted into one of the finest hotels in Europe. Apparently their suite had a fine view of the Eiffel Tower. Well, they'd never be seeing that fine fucking view. They'd be seeing the inside of this fucking garage instead, and the barrel of his gun. And after that they'd be seeing pain, and humiliation, and horror- until he finally decided to kill the whore and her boyfriend. But that would be a while from now. He wasn't in a hurry. They'd have a lot of suffering first.<br><br>His phone beeped. A message from the driver. He was standing with a sign saying "Claire and Dave- Welcome -Hotel Crillon", waiting for them to come out. He really was stiff now, feeling horny and full of anticipation. This was gonna be a great day. He was looking forward to it all so much. He hadn't felt so happy since the day he married Claire.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia Silver</strong> on <strong>21-10-2010, 18:07:49</strong>
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				It took a long time to collect the luggage, but they were at last stepping through the exit of the main terminal. Dave had asked the hotel to send a car and he hoped it wouldn't be too difficult to find.<br>He saw the driver with the sign and smiled. "You see honey, they even sent a car for us!"<br>He waved at the driver and gave him the luggage. He followed him, holding Claire's hand. When the driver opened the car door, he let her get in first.
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				Post by: <strong>rpgirl85</strong> on <strong>22-10-2010, 18:46:26</strong>
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				Claire got in the car followed by her boyfriend while the driver took care of loading their luggage. As the car finally moved out, Claire looked out of the window to witness the beautiful architecture of the city. <br>" Isn't this beautiful...!!.." she exclaimed with a gleaming smile on her face, looking at Dave. " I am glad we have come here..." she turned her eyes back to the window. She was like an excited kid coming to a fair for the first time in its life.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Salamander</strong> on <strong>22-10-2010, 18:59:31</strong>
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				Pierre drove in silence. It would take him maybe a quarter of an hour to get to the garage from the airport at this time of day. He had a bad feeling in his stomach. What was he doing? The man Thomas had paid him 5,000 Euros already, with another 20,000 on delivery. He needed the money- without it he'd lose his house, lose the car...lose everything. But...for <em>this</em>? What did Mr Thomas plan to do with these tourists? They seemed nice kids, seemed so happy, so glad to be in Paris. He shook his head. It was too late now. No turning back. They'd obviously never been here before, didn't realize they were going in the wrong direction. He indicated and turned into a narrow side-street. The male tourist asked him about the route. "Un short-cut" he said; the man seemed satisfied. The garage was up ahead now. The door was open. He drove in.<br><br>.....<br><br>Thomas heard the car coming up the little side road. It must be <em>them</em>. He took the safety off his automatic. His breath was quick and shallow. His asshole was tight. He had a raging hard-on. <br><br>The games would begin soon.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Mia Silver</strong> on <strong>23-10-2010, 14:02:30</strong>
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				Dave looked around. This looked wrong. He told to the driver:<br>"Errrr, sir? Are you sure this is the right address? You were supposed to take us to the Hotel de Crillon, and I'm sure this isn't it..."<br>He smiled to Claire, letting her know he had the situation under control.
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				Post by: <strong>rpgirl85</strong> on <strong>24-10-2010, 19:43:17</strong>
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				Claire had an uneasy feeling about this but she just nodded and kept mum as the driver parked the car in to the garage. Suddenly the garage door began to shut. Claire grasped Dave's hand very tightly.<br>" Why have we stopped here Mr?..why is the door closing shut?.." her voice was trembling. 
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				Post by: <strong>Salamander</strong> on <strong>24-10-2010, 20:03:46</strong>
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				As Pierre switched off the engine, he locked the rear doors. The tourists would be trapped, at least temporarily. He wanted to get rid of them, get his money, get back to his home and his wife. He hated doing this- the whole situation made him feel ill. He got out of the car just as Thomas stepped out of the side door of the garage, holding a large pistol.<br><br>"Hey Pierre, I see you got 'em for me. Well done buddy." Thomas had a big grin on his face, and an obvious bulge in his jeans.<br><br>"Sure Mister Thomas. Now...you have my money, please? I want to go."<br><br>"Ya sure ya didn't tell anyone about our little deal, Pierre?"<br><br>"Of course not Mister Thomas...I tell no one. Please now, my money sir."<br><br>Thomas hoped that Pierre wasn't lying. The last thing he needed was the police being on to him. He raised his .45, pointed it at the horrified Frenchman's head, and pulled the trigger. "Here's your fucking money, Pierre." The sound of the gun going off in the confines of the garage was deafening. The bullet hit Pierre right between the eyes. A spray of blood, bone and brains burst from the back of his head; his limp body was thrown against the garage wall.<br><br>"Hey, Pierre, man. Don't you want your money? Huh...I guess not then." Thomas went over to the car, opened the passenger side door and pointed his gun at Claire and Dave.<br><br>"Hi Claire honey. Hi Dave. Glad that you guys could make it. Now...I'm gonna unlock the doors. You get out real slow and keep your hands where I can see them. We wouldn't want any mishaps, would we?"
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				Post by: <strong>Mia Silver</strong> on <strong>25-10-2010, 10:05:35</strong>
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				Dave didn't know that man, but he saw a few pictures, and knew from Claire's look that he was indeed who he thought he was... the ex husband. There was nothing Dave could do right now, and the man had a gun anyway, so he decided to cooperate for now. He had better appear non dangerous, and as soon as Thomas dropped slightly his guard, Dave would juwp at him and neutralize him. Gun or no gun, he wouldn't be able to keep an eye on both of them at all times...
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				Post by: <strong>rpgirl85</strong> on <strong>30-10-2010, 18:28:12</strong>
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				Claire was clinging tightly to her boyfriend and shrieking with fear. Her heart almost leaping out of her chest as she heard the gun shot. When the door of the car was finally opened she could see the driver laying there in the background with a hole in his head. Claire didn't dare looked up at her ex-husband as both of them came out of the car with their hands raised above their head. Her knees were shaking as she stood there, facing her worst nightmare. 
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				Post by: <strong>Salamander</strong> on <strong>30-10-2010, 19:00:48</strong>
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				Thomas kept a close eye on Dave as the couple got out of the car. Claire wouldn't try anything silly, but Dave looked like the kind of guy who might.<br><br>"Claire, baby- long time no see. Glad to meet your boyfriend. Now...if you'll both kneel with your faces on the floor and your hands behind your backs, then I promise that I'll try to keep myself from blowing your fucking brains out. It won't be easy, though. I'd really love to see your blood and brains spattered on the wall, Claire darling."<br><br>Once they had knelt, he would chloroform them. Then he could do whatever the fuck he wanted to the bitch and Mister Fucking Lovebird.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Mia Silver</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 12:01:26</strong>
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				Dave whispered to his girlfriend:<br>"Just do as he says, honey. Everything will be fine, I promise."<br>He tried to look strong, but in fact inside he was panicking. That guy really seemed crazy! This wasn't the time to act yet though, it looked like Thomas was waiting for an excuse to shoot him. He knelt and put is hands behind him, inviting Claire to do the same.
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				Post by: <strong>rpgirl85</strong> on <strong>02-11-2010, 18:02:57</strong>
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				Claire was visibly trembling as she fell down to her knees beside Jack and then put her hands behind her back. She could feel the anger and rage of Thomas directed at her and didn't dare look up at him. Thomas had lost it, and she knew he could kill her and Jack just like he killed the driver. <br>She then felt a cloth being placed over her face, when she breathed she inhaled a strong dose of chloroform and soon the world around her went black as she went limp and fell back on the floor. 
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				Post by: <strong>Salamander</strong> on <strong>02-11-2010, 21:24:33</strong>
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				Chloroforming them was easy. He thought that Dave might try something rash, but holding a .45 to the fucker's head while he did it proved to be a more than adequate deterrent. Once they were unconscious he cut off their clothes, gagged them with a ball gag each, and fitted them both with spreader bars to keep their legs apart. Then he needed to do something about Pierre and the car. He had some chains with pulleys to hang the lovebirds up on, but the late French chauffeur had parked underneath them. He got his gloves on to avoid leaving fingerprints. With some effort he managed to get Pierre's corpse into the trunk. Then he drove to the airport and left the vehicle in the long-term park under a false name. He had the fake ID, which checked out fine- airport security was tight these days, but Thomas had worked out everything beforehand.<br><br>The airport taxi dropped him off about a 10 minute walk from the garage. When he got back, the lovely couple were still well and truly out for fucking the count. He put the cuffs on and attached them to the chains that hung from the ceiling. And then he used the pulleys to hoist them up. They were now both naked, gagged, hanging from their wrists, legs held open by spreaders. Just for the fun of it he removed Claire's gag. The whore could scream all she fucking wanted for all he cared- this place was soundproofed to fuck. And he waited for them to awaken.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Mia Silver</strong> on <strong>03-11-2010, 12:49:16</strong>
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				Dave wanted to jump of Thomas when he was the most vulnerable, when he would have to lean over to attach his wrists together. Unfortunately he didn't expect the chloroform and passed out before having a chance to do anything.<br>He was the first to wake up. He quickly assessed the situation. This didn't look good at all. He didn't have any chance to fight back against Thomas right now, he just had to hope he would get his gag off soon and try to talk him out of it. He turned his head and looked at Claire. She was still out, and he tried to make some noises through his gag to wake her up.
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				Post by: <strong>rpgirl85</strong> on <strong>03-11-2010, 19:28:27</strong>
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				Claire woke up to the sound of some muffled noises as her eyes slowly flickered open. Her head was a bit heavy and vision a bit blurred for a few moments before she came back totally to her senses. As she looked around, she found herself hanging naked by her wrists in front of her boyfriend Jack who was naked too. Her eyes getting wide as she looked down at the spreader bars holding her legs painfully apart. Claire began to cry with fear, tears rolling down her cheeks. 
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				Post by: <strong>Salamander</strong> on <strong>03-11-2010, 21:54:18</strong>
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				They were both awake now, and it was time to begin. Thomas walked over to Claire.<br><br>"Aw...poor ittle Clairey is having an ittle cry." He slapped her hard across her left cheek. "You didn't fucking cry when you stole my fucking money, did ya, bitch?" He slapped her right cheek even harder. "You're both gonna do a lot of crying. It's time for some fucking payback. I'm gonna have some fun with you two lovebirds."<br><br>He went over to his tools. He lit his blowtorch. Then he got a pair of pliers, and picked up a big long sewing needle with them. He started heating up the needle in the flame of the blowtorch. It was beginning to glow red.<br><br>"So my lovely couple: Which of you two pieces of fucking scum wants to be tortured first?"
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				Post by: <strong>Mia Silver</strong> on <strong>04-11-2010, 16:17:44</strong>
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				"Leave her alone!" Dave shouted when Thomas slapped his girlfriend.<br>But then he opened in eyes wide in shock when he saw the blowtorch. He wanted to say something, asking Thomas to do anything he wanted to him and to leave Clare alone, but he was too frightened to say anything and no sound could come out of his throat. Instead he jerked on the chains, testing their strength.
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				Post by: <strong>rpgirl85</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 13:29:01</strong>
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				She stayed quite as he slapped her, turning both her cheeks a shade of red as more tears went down her eyes. But then she noticed the blow torch and went hysteric, flinching against the bonds, struggling there like a fish out of water, her breasts jiggling around wildly. " Please Thomas..there is no need for all this..I promise..no we promise that we return all your money...just let us go please..." 
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				Post by: <strong>Salamander</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 14:29:52</strong>
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				Thomas laughed at her.<br><br>"Let you go? No chance, Claire honey. I've put a lot of work into this project, and I've already killed Pierre. I'm going through with this- you and your fuckwit boyfriend are gonna die in excrutiating pain. Eventually. Anyway, I think I'll torture you first. I'm gonna enjoy hearing you scream, Claire baby."<br><br>The needle was red hot now. He walked over to Claire and grabbed her left breast. She tried to move away from him, but really there was nothing she could do. Holding the breast with one hand, he pushed the needle in just below her nipple. It went in, and came out the other side. The smell of burnt flesh was like roses to him.
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				Post by: <strong>Mia Silver</strong> on <strong>08-11-2010, 09:26:52</strong>
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				Dave couldn't believe what he saw. He jerked on his chains even more, hoping one of them would break and that he could give that sun of a bitch a lesson. He felt so helpless, there wasn't a thing he could do right now.
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				Post by: <strong>rpgirl85</strong> on <strong>08-11-2010, 15:57:51</strong>
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				She eyed that hot needle, visibly trembling as Thomas came to her and grabbed her left breast.<br>"NO..Thomas honey..please..don't..." then a loud scream escaped her lips echoing in the confines of the small garage as the hot simmering needle went through her nipple, making her flesh burn as her body flinched roughly on the holds, her eyes popping wide. " take it out..take it out..!!.." she screamed hysterically as the needle continued to burn the sensitive flesh of her nipple, a trail of blood leaking out of it,making its way down her breast on to her waist.
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				Post by: <strong>Salamander</strong> on <strong>08-11-2010, 21:01:40</strong>
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				"Sure thing, Claire honey." Thomas took the needle out. He walked back over to the blowtorch, and started heating it up again.<br><br>"Y'know...customer service was always my priority when I was in business. And right now, you lovely people are my customers. Listening to you guys, it sounds like you're dissatisfied with the needle going into Claire's tit. So I'd better put it somewhere else this time. I've gotta put it somewhere, guys. This torturing thing has gotta be done."<br><br>The needle was red hot. Thomas walked over to the couple and stood between them for a second. He wanted them to be guessing about what he'd do next. Then he grabbed Dave's cock, and rammed in the needle, roughly in the middle of the shaft. It went all the way through and came out the other side. <br><br>"Hey Dave. How does that feel? Maybe you're regretting that you stuck your cock in my wife's cunt, huh?"&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Mia Silver</strong> on <strong>09-11-2010, 11:10:17</strong>
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				Dave kept his eyes on the red needle when Thomas came back with it, and screamed loud through his gag as it was pushed in his cock, the pain from his crotch being even more intense that he anticipated.<br>He shouted something back at him through his but all that could be heard was something like "you bafhaah!"
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				Post by: <strong>rpgirl85</strong> on <strong>09-11-2010, 12:07:25</strong>
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				Claire looked at the red needle terrified and then saw Thomas turning to her boyfriend and push the needle through his cock. She turned her eyes away, not wanting to witness it, while she could hear the muffled screams of her boyfriend. More tears fell down her eyes as she realized the darkness that had befallen them in the form of Thomas.
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				Post by: <strong>Salamander</strong> on <strong>09-11-2010, 12:18:05</strong>
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				Dave was trying to scream abuse at him through the gag. It was really amusing.<br><br>"I didn't quite hear that, Dave." Thomas had removed the needle, and was re-heating it again. "Did you say that you <em>liked</em> having a red-not needle stuck through your dick?"<br><br>He walked back over and thrust the needle in, this time higher up the shaft of Dave's cock.<br><br>"Customer satisfaction, Dave."
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				Post by: <strong>Mia Silver</strong> on <strong>09-11-2010, 15:34:52</strong>
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				Dave waved but he knew that no answer would prevent getting the needle again.<br>He closed his eyes and screamed again at the sharp pain from his dick.
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				Post by: <strong>rpgirl85</strong> on <strong>10-11-2010, 19:07:51</strong>
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				Claire couldn't watch as another muffled scream came out of her boyfriend's lips. Herself was still seething with pain from her burned and pierce nipple that was still leaking blood. " Please Thomas..you don't have to do all this..we will return all your money..I promise...and its all my fault..don't hurt Dave..please..." she cried, not able to witness the agony Dave was in. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salamander</strong> on <strong>10-11-2010, 19:31:11</strong>
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				"Oh...so it's all <em>your</em> fault is it, Claire? Gee...I'm sorry, Dave. I should've been torturing Claire, not you."<br><br>Thomas took the the needle out of Dave's dick and placed it by the blowtorch. Then he took out Dave's gag.<br><br>"You might want to tell Claire what a bitch she is, Dave. Tell her how much you hate her, how sick and twisted she is, how much she deserves to get hurt. If you don't, then I'll have to assume that it isn't really <em>all</em> her fault at all, and you're just as bad as she is." He paused; Dave wasn't talking yet.<br><br>"C'mon Dave, let's hear from you on how disgusting this little whore is, and how much she needs to be tortured. Otherwise I'll start torturing your cock again. Who knows? I might even decide to blow your dick off with my gun." He picked up his .45 and smiled at Dave.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia Silver</strong> on <strong>11-11-2010, 09:48:37</strong>
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				Dave looked angrily at Thomas. He wasn't going to play his game, and nothing he would tell would make the situation better anyway.<br>He spat at Thomas' face and answer:<br>"You sick bastard! Leave us alone! You'll pay for this!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salamander</strong> on <strong>11-11-2010, 12:12:41</strong>
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				"I guess you like being tortured then, Dave. Either that or you like Claire. Whichever it is, you're kinda stupid. Anyway...I'm not going to pay for anything. You are."<br><br>Thomas heated the needle up again. He went over and stuck it through Dave's cock a third time, relishing the smell of burning flesh and the screams of pain. But then he had another idea.<br><br>"I'll tell you what, Dave. I'll torture Claire now. If you want me to stop, then you'll have to volunteer to torture her yourself. Whatever you do will probably be less painful than what I do, so it's in Claire's interests that you do the torturing."<br><br>He heated up the needle. "You know me, Claire. I've always liked symmetry. The fact that you only have a hole burned in one of your tits is really bugging me, Claire baby."<br><br>He plunged the needle through Claire's right breast.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rpgirl85</strong> on <strong>11-11-2010, 12:47:40</strong>
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				Say it Dave..Say it..was all that Claire thought at the moment. Don't invite trouble honey..!! but when Dave spat back with those words, Claire turned her eyes away not wanting to see as another loud scream of Dave's filled the garage.<br>And when Thomas came back to her with the needle, she watched him with terrified eyes. " No..please.." but before she could continue whimpering a loud scream came out of her lips as the needle went through her right breasts, burning her flesh. " Oh god..no..please..Oh god.." she cried out hysterically withering against her bonds, the excruciating pain bringing more tears to her eyes. Her heart pounded loudly and her breathing so quick.<br>"Take it out..Dave do what he says..please honey..." she screamed. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia Silver</strong> on <strong>12-11-2010, 12:57:14</strong>
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				Dave screamed again as his cock was tortured once more. Without the gag, his scream was a lot louder than before. It was a bit less painful than the frist times though... was he getting a bit used to it?<br><br>When Thomas made his new crazy suggestion, he didn't answer anything, in order not to provoke him any further. When he tortured her other breast he looked away, not able to stand the vision of his darling in pain. But then, she asked him to comply! Was she getting crazy too?<br>"Sorry honey, I can't!!! How can you ask me to do that?" he said, tears in his eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salamander</strong> on <strong>12-11-2010, 13:33:00</strong>
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				"That's fine by me, Dave. If you want Claire to experience unbearable agony and humiliation, then be my guest."<br><br>Thomas punched Claire in the stomach as hard as he could. Then he punched her cunt just as hard.<br><br>"You're a fucking low-down piece of scum, Claire. You never loved me, you just pretended to. You and your worthless piece of shit boyfriend are going to pay for all of the hurt that you caused me, and all of the money that you stole." He punched her twice in the cunt again as he said this.<br><br>Thomas unlocked the manacles that held Claire suspended above the garage floor. He let her drop and gave her a push. She fell on her stomach in front of him. He turned her over and slapped her face. Then he got his cock out. He needed a leak.<br><br>A stream of golden liquid splashed on Claire's face. "You little whore, you'll make a good toilet for me." But then he stopped. He had a better idea. "Open your mouth and drink it, Claire. Otherwise I swear I'll cut your boyfriend's balls off."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rpgirl85</strong> on <strong>12-11-2010, 16:47:02</strong>
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				Claire wasn't getting crazy,she had sensed some opportunity of an escape if Thomas freed up Dave to torture her. But Dave couldn't get her point and the next moment the air out of her whooshed out, her stomach hurt like hell as she coughed out bile that flowed down her chin. When she was punched right in her crotch, a loud scream escaped her lips. The sudden pain gave way to a sharp continuous one. <br>There was no rest for Claire though as another two blows, almost turned her eyes upside down, she was almost close to fainting, bile flowing out of her mouth with her eyes blood shot. She was mostly out of her senses as she fell forward on the cold floor with a thud before being turned around. <br>She was laying limp with pain only able to make out that he was pissing on her face, she closed her eyes in humiliation but didn't have any strength now to move. She heard him wanting to open her mouth but shook her head. The pain from her burned nipples, and bruised up cunt was too much for her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia Silver</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 21:24:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dave already regretted not complying... He hit her pretty bad, and right now there wasn't anything he could do about it. It look like he had to play Thomas' game anyway.<br>"Okay, stop it! Don't do that to her! I'll do whatever you want, but stop treating her like that!" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salamander</strong> on <strong>15-11-2010, 01:43:20</strong>
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				"Dave...Welcome to the world of sanity, my friend. It's good that you've seen some sense. And I'm sure that you'll enjoy torturing that bitch Claire just as much as I have."<br><br>Thomas went over to Claire and hauled her upright, put her hands back in the cuffs and lifted her back up with the pulley. Then he got his .45 and stood behind Dave. Keeping his loaded gun inches away from the back of Dave's head, he uncuffed one of his hands, and lowered him to the ground. Dave still had his left hand cuffed and attached to a chain that was hanging from the ceiling. <br><br>He moved away from Dave carefully and slowly. He picked up his heavy riding crop and threw it so that it landed at Dave's feet. <br><br>"Reach down and pick up the whip, Dave. Then beat the shit out of Claire. Beat her hard, real hard. I want to see the whore bleed. And if you try any funny stuff, I'll fucking kill you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rpgirl85</strong> on <strong>16-11-2010, 12:12:51</strong>
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				Claire just hung there drifting in and out of consciousness as she saw through her somewhat blurred vision Dave hanging in front of her with one hand free. The two trails of bloods coming out of her pierced nipples that met right at her belly button were somewhat drying up now in form of two fainted red lines. The pain in her shoulders now returning from hanging like that. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia Silver</strong> on <strong>16-11-2010, 14:17:12</strong>
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				Dave picked up the whip and looked at Claire. He couldn't do anything to escape or fight back right now, Thomas was too far away and he had a gun. He knew he couldn't stall either, because the crazy guy would grow impatient.<br>He put his arm with the whip behind him, and aimed at her.<br>"I'm sorry darling... but I have no choice!"<br>He threw his arm towards her, not as hard as he could, but hard enough so that Thomas wouldn't yell at him. Unfortunately he wasn't very good at aiming, especially since this was the first time he had a whip in his hand. He missed her completely. The whip hit the floor with a very loud cracking sound.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rpgirl85</strong> on <strong>16-11-2010, 14:25:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Claire closed her eyes as she saw Dave picking up the whip."<br>Its alright honey.." she said in a choked voice and closed her eyes, clenching her teeth as she anticipated the incoming blow, she heard the swish of it as it pierced the ear but it never hit her, she heard the rattling sounds of the whip's handle on the ground and opened her eyes. Did Dave missed on purpose? Did he love her this much? A tear came to her eyes, at the thought. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salamander</strong> on <strong>16-11-2010, 15:40:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"You stupid fuck, Dave."<br><br>It looked like Dave had missed on purpose. No other explanation, really, since missing by mistake would be almost impossible. Thomas stepped forward and punched Dave in the kidney. Then he pistol-whipped him with the .45; he carried on hitting him for some time after Dave fell over. There was blood coming from cuts in his scalp and shoulders where Thomas had hit him with the gun.<br><br>"You useless piece of shit, Dave. Get up and try again. And do it right this time."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia Silver</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 13:32:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dave tried to protest and explain that he didn't do it on purpose but Thomas wouldn't listen. After the beating he stood up but screamed at the pain from all over his body. He nevertheless managed to pick up the whip and stand in front of Claire once again.<br>He came a bit closer, to be sure he wouldn't miss her this time. He didn't want to be beaten like that again. He couldn't look at his darling in the eyes, so he looked down as he threw his arm towards her. His aim was a lot better this time, the whip drawing a pink line right across her belly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rpgirl85</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 18:48:44</strong>
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				She didn't have any energy to shout or scream now, she just cried and whimpered helplessly as Dave was beaten up senselessly in front of her. She couldn't see the blood gushing out of his forehead and turned her eyes away. She was still hanging there with her eyes closed when she felt the whip landing on her. A raspy shriek came out of her raw throat as the whip took her top skin off, inflicting deep pain to her. But she knew Dave had no option now, Thomas would kill him if he didn't whip her. She stifled down her pain, not wanting Dave to break down. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salamander</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 19:13:50</strong>
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				"That's it, Dave baby. Hit the bitch. It's all her fault, Dave, you wouldn't be here if it wasn't for that whore Claire. Hit her hard, Dave. Go for it."<br><br>It was <em>so</em> satisfying watching Dave beat Claire- much better than just beating her himself. Make the lovebirds hate each other, he thought, turn them into hatebirds. Then it would be easy to break them completely.<br><br>"Okay now, Dave, I want you to beat Claire's cunt. Think of all the trouble that her cunt's caused you Dave. It's a disgusting sewer of a cunt, Dave, and I want you to whip the fuck out of it."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia Silver</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 23:53:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dave was trembling as he said "I'm so.... sorry darling! Please forgive me!"<br>He aimed at her crotched and whipped her a first time. The whip hit the top of her thighs and across her pussy. He tried a bit differently on the second time, trying to get the whip to go vertically instead of horizontally. He whipped her harder this time, and the whip hit her between her pussy lips and right on her clit. He was proud of his aiming, almost forgetting who he was hitting.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rpgirl85</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 17:33:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Its alright honey.." she said through her sobs and buckled herself for more agony and closed her eyes.<br>Her eyes shot open and her whole body shook on that chain as the whip caught her soft pussy lips, the soft flesh easily coming off as she screamed with pain. Snot running out of her house. The second blow was even more painful, the whip landing on her clit made her loose all control as she lost bladder control and her piss began to flow out. " oh please Dave..stop..I can't ..please.." her words were broken at best.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salamander</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 18:40:03</strong>
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				"Keep up the good work Dave...I really liked that stroke on her clit."<br><br>Thomas got his cock out, and started playing with himself. He was nice and hard and wanted to fuck- but with which one of them? He could fuck Claire's pussy, or he could fuck Dave in the ass. Both sounded like fun, but he decided to go for the compromise solution- once Dave had finished beating Claire, he'd fuck her ass.<br><br>Still, there was no rush. It was great seeing the bitch take it on her cunt, and especially gratifying that she'd pissed herself.<br><br>"C'mon Dave baby, you can hit the filthy whore harder than that."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia Silver</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 12:58:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeing her peeing on herself made him come back to his senses. He cried "oh sorry honey!!! I'm so sorry!"<br>Thomas asked him to continue but he didn't want to hurt her any more. If he stopped he know that the crazy guy would beat the crap out of him, so he decided instead to aim a bit lower. Hopefully he wouldn't noticed...<br>He whipped her twice on her legs. The first blow went straight on her knees, and the second one on her thighs. He whipped from the side and on that last blow the whip rolled around her right thigh, drawing an almost perfect red circle around it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rpgirl85</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 18:03:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The previous two whippings had left her cunt bruised and dripping blood and urine. She heard Dave's voice but couldn't wait what he was saying. Then she felt whips landing on her knees and thighs. Her skin felt ripped with pain wherever the whip landed. " please..stop..please..Thomas..I beg of you..please..I am sorry..." she pleaded again in a raspy voice.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salamander</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 18:15:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Dave you asshole, I told you to whip her <em>cunt</em>!"<br><br>Dave wasn't playing the game that Thomas wanted him to play, so Dave needed to be punished. Thomas went up behind him holding his gun, made him drop the whip, chained his free hand again and used the pulley to string him up.<br><br>"You're both fucking stupid. Dave- you're stupid because you can't obey simple instructions. Claire- you're stupid because you don't know when you have it good. Dave whipping you is just about the nicest thing that's gonna happen to you, Claire honey."<br><br>Punishing Dave could wait. Claire came first. Thomas let her down on to her feet again. "Now then bitch. Are you going to get on your knees and drink my piss, or do you want to find out what a real whipping feels like?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rpgirl85</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 18:23:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her pleadings were certainly having no effects on him, she saw Thomas moving behind Dave and holding a gun to the back of his head. She half expected him to shoot Dave and the pieces of his brain landing all over her. But instead he walked back to her. Claire was trembling again, her body that was writhing in pain from burns, blows and whips wasn't able to hold itself up as she was let down on her feet, still kept apart by that spreader bar. She fell forward only to be supported and held up by Thomas's hand on her shoulder. She gulped as she made out what Thomas wanted her to do. But then the visions of a cunt, that was whipped with pussy lips hanging off, oozing blood came to her mind and made her shudder. "I..will..do it..please..don't hurt me.." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia Silver</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 09:55:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dave sighed... Thomas really didn't give him any slack and he had to do everything he was told to, but it was too hard to hurt Claire like that. He know he would have to pay for not obeying Thomas to the letter, but at least he wouldn't whip her again.<br>He saw how desperate she was and tried to get Thomas' attention again. He didn't want to see his girlfriend humiliated again.<br>"Leave her alone you bastard!" he yelled.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salamander</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 10:56:06</strong>
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				Claire was on her knees now, with her jaws open for him. A jet of warm yellow liquid squirted into her waiting mouth. Dribbles of urine ran down her chin and on to her throat and chest.<br><br>"You filthy piss-drinking slut, Claire. Hey Dave, look at this- your girlfriend drinks piss."<br><br>He grabbed hold of her hair and wrenched her head downwards, forced her on to all fours. He moved behind her and spat on his hand, and then rubbed the saliva on to his cock.<br><br>"Time to take it in the ass, Claire baby."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rpgirl85</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 12:47:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She held her mouth open, closing her eyes as her mouth was filled with urine. It was salty and brackish, the taste so strong and disgusting that it almost made her spit it out in reflex but she was too afraid to do so as she swallowed it down her throat, as much of it as she could as some of it spilled out on to her chin from where it flowed down to her breasts. She bent her head in shame, sobbing from sheer humiliation as Thomas called her a piss drinking slut. <br>She then felt Thomas' hand on the back of her head pushing it down to the floor, that jutted her ass up in the air, her knees were kept spread by the bar around her ankles. She was totally exposed in this way. She gritted her teeth, her ass clenching when she heard of what he intended to do next. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia Silver</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 11:25:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dave jerked on his chains again, hoping they would brake this time. He witnessed, helpless, Claire's new humiliation but when he said he would fuck her ass, Dave thought he had to do something.<br>He never managed to convince her to fuck her in the ass. To the best of his knowledge she was an anal virgin, and Thomas would probably destroy her ass, fucking her too hard. He found the courage to yell again to try to attract Thomas, attention.<br>"Don't you dare do anything more to her! I'll fucking kill you!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salamander</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 11:50:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"You'll kill me will you, Dave?" His threat was ludicrous. Dave was chained up with tiny burn holes in his dick, and here he was, threatening Thomas.<br><br>"Just for that, I think I'll fuck your ass instead. I don't think any lubrication is necessary, do you?" Thomas went over and picked up his screwdriver, then walked behind Dave. "Gotta loosen you up a little first though. This screwdriver should do the job nicely."<br><br>Thomas held the screwdriver by the shaft and rammed the handle into Dave's anus.<br><br>"Ooo...I bet that feels good, Dave baby."<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia Silver</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 12:25:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He should have kept his mouth shut.<br>His ass was probably even less prepared that Claire's, and he screamed loud at the agonizing pain from his ass when it was brutally forced open by the handle. His ass muscles tried instinctively to throw out the intruder, but Thomas' grip was too strong.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rpgirl85</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 12:56:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Claire was still struggling with her churning stomach, trying to keep herself from throwing up as she head the confrontation between Thomas and Dave. There were mixed feelings - relief that now Thomas had walked away from her but grief from the agony she witnessed on Dave's face as Thomas rammed a screw driver up his ass. She could feel Dave's contorted features through her own bloody eyes. She just turned her eyes down, regretting ever messing with Thomas now in the first place. This was in a way all her fault and now Dave was paying for it too. " Please..Thomas..its all my fault...please let Dave go..Dave had nothing to do with any of that.." she whimpered, desperate to save Dave from further agony. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salamander</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 13:15:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas fucked Dave's ass with the screwdriver handle for a couple of minutes. It was hard work to begin with, but eventually his anus started to loosen. The screwdriver had a good deal of blood on it, which only made Thomas more excited.<br><br>"Time for fuckies now, Dave." Thomas had a fairly large cock- a little over 8 inches and pretty fat. It was a good deal bigger than the screwdriver handle, so when he shoved it into the boyfriend's ass he really had to push hard. He continued thrusting in and out, brutally fucking Dave's damaged asshole.<br><br>"Aaaah...that feels great. Y'know Dave, you make a great whore."<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia Silver</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 22:18:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The pain form his tormented ass was even worse than the one from his cock being pierced earlier. He screamed and screamed but nothing would make Thomas stop raping him.<br>After a while he just couldn't stand it any more, broke and begged him to stop.<br>"Please, stop it! I can't take it anymore... I'll do anything you ask, but stop it!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rpgirl85</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 22:25:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Claire continued to cry, just closing her eyes as she heard Dave's loud screams fill her ears. She never moved from her earlier position herself, just paranoid there in fear on her hands and knees with her ass jutted out high in the air. <br>"please..Thomas..stopp..he is hurting.." she cried, not able to see the man she loved in such agony and pain. " please..it was never Dave's plan..it was all my plan..he didn't even know of it..i will give you all your money back..please stop thomas..please.." she begged him in her choked voice, like a monologue.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salamander</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 23:11:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas ignored their pleas and continued to fuck Dave mercilessly, thrusting his cock in as hard as he could to cause the maximum pain. Raping Dave felt <em>great</em>; much more than the torture earlier, he felt like he was finally getting his own back on them.<br><br>"It fuckin' hurts, doesn't it Dave? D'ya know what else hurts? Having the woman that you thought loved you betray you and go off with another guy. D'ya know what else hurts, Dave baby? Having half of the money that you've worked your balls off all your life to make being stolen by the bitch and her cocksucker boyfriend. And d'ya what feels good? Fucking the bastard up the ass so it hurts him like fuck."<br><br>He finally came, his semen mixing with the blood from Dave's abused anus.<br><br>"Oh Dave, honey. You're good, you know that? Your ass is a very good fuck."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia Silver</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 13:16:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dave almost passed out from the pain and didn't have the strength to answer anything to Thomas. He barely registered that he stopped fucking is ass and watched Claire with empty eyes, breathless.<br>Without the chains, he would probably have collapsed on the floor.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rpgirl85</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 13:21:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She stopped pleading once she found that it was having no effect on Thomas and continued to witness the torture and humiliation of her boyfriend in tears. There was nothing she could do, her body was beaten up and bruised. Her spirit trembling with the thoughts of the tortures Thomas had and was inflicting upon them. She was blaming herself for all of this, blaming her greed for easy money and luxury. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salamander</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 14:34:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thanks for all the fun, you two," said Thomas as he did up his flies. "I'm gonna get myself something to eat now. Nothing like a good fuck to work up the appetite."<br><br>He walked to the door of the garage. "I'll get you guys some food while I'm out. I think that some dog food would be perfect for you. Served up in dog bowls of course."<br><br>Thomas left the garage, smiling. It had been a good day so far. He'd get a Chinese takeaway, and then go to the 24-hour supermarket and buy some dog food and dog bowls. It'd be fun turning them into a couple of dogs; maybe he'd make them beg and bark.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia Silver</strong> on <strong>30-11-2010, 10:26:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dave managed to regain some strength after a few minutes, and managed to open his lips and ask:<br>"Are you all right honey?"<br>With Thomas gone he could jerk harder on the chains to try to brake something and get himself free. Unfortunately at all seemed to be very strong. He then looked around in the room, trying to find a phone or anything he could use to call for help.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rpgirl85</strong> on <strong>30-11-2010, 22:01:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				For the first few minutes, Claire just laid there sobbing but then Dave's voice brought her out of her trance. " yes..I am good.." she sat up on the ground and was able to somehow free her ankles from the spreader bar. Closing her legs together, she felt terrible cramps in her thighs. Claire somehow managed to get on her feet and undid Dave's spreader bar too before getting him down. <br>She began to frantically look for someway to escape or some kind of phone or something. The only way leading out of the garage was locked from the outside. " May be If we make enough noise.." she muttered to Dave and then stumbled to the metal shutter and began pounding on it with her fists. Her whole body was in pain but adrenaline was helping her to pull through. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salamander</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 01:58:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He placed his order at the Chinese- Beef with Peppers in Black Bean Sauce and Vegetable Chow mein. Not an exciting choice, but then Thomas wasn't the sort of guy to try unusual new dishes. While they got his food ready, he went to the supermarket and bought the dog food and dog bowls. He bought a couple of rubber bones too- it might be fun to watch them play with those.<br><br>He ate the takeaway in his car. He sort of wanted a break from Claire and Dave. He needed to think about his plans for them. He didn't want to kill them yet. No...torturing them was just too fun to stop so soon. Once he'd finished his meal, he drove back to the garage.<br><br>He was gone for 35 minutes altogether.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia Silver</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 11:31:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				They made a lot of noise but nothing happened. Dave remembered that the place they were driven to was quite isolated, and Thomas probably chose it to be sure no one would hear them.<br>He discovered a crowbar hidden behind big metallic shelves and smashed in into the door several times. Unfortunately the door hold well, it was rock solid. Tired, he put the crowbar down on the floor again and caught his breath. Then he heard Thomas' car coming back. He picked up the crowbar and hid behind the door, waiting for him to come in.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salamander</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 11:48:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas parked his car outside the garage. He had a terrible thought. Had he locked up Claire securely before he'd left? He <em>thought</em> he had, but he wasn't entirely sure. Maybe it would be best to be cautious. He walked round to the side door of the garage. He put the supermarket bag down and listened. He couldn't hear anything.<br><br>He unlocked the door, got out his .45 and took off the safety catch. He pushed the door part way open and stood back, holding the gun. From the angle that he was standing, he couldn't see far inside the garage. All that he could tell was that the light was on- not very useful.<br><br>"Hi Claire honey, I'm back."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rpgirl85</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 18:24:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Claire screamed for help, pounded on the door, and then watched on as David pounded on the door with the crow bar. But it was clear to them now that there was no way out. The only way out now was to hurt Thomas and overpower him when he returned. Claire's pulse raced as she heard Thomas car coming back. She hid behind the door beside David who was ready to hit Thomas the first chance he got with the crowbar. They knew he had a gun, there was only going to be one chance here. She clamped her lips tight , not to make any noise. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia Silver</strong> on <strong>02-12-2010, 11:34:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dave lifted the crowbar and waited for Thomas to enter so that he could hit him. He know he had only one shot at this and didn't even dare think about the consequences for both of them if he ever failed.<br>His all body was hurting. He was tired, exhausted even and all he could dream of was a hot bath to relax his muscles. A nice bath with Claire... but right now he had to focus. He heard Thomas talking, but he wasn't in yet, he was still outside.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salamander</strong> on <strong>04-12-2010, 20:38:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas couldn't hear any movement inside of the garage. He shrugged- it was stupid of him to be worrying about them escaping. Now that he thought of it, he was sure that he had locked Claire up properly. Of course he had. And the silence was no doubt due to them passing out or something.<br><br>He stepped through the doorway, still holding the gun. The bag of shopping lay on the ground outside. As he went into the garage, he saw that they weren't chained up any more. And at precisely the time of this realization, a large blunt object appeared at the edge of his field of vision- it a crowbar, which Dave was swinging at him.<br><br>He managed to get his left arm in the way of the crowbar, protecting his head. He felt his arm break. The force of the blow sent him sprawling on to the floor. He twisted, pointing his gun. Dave had dropped the crowbar, and both he and Claire were running out of the open door.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia Silver</strong> on <strong>04-12-2010, 22:14:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dave knew when he threw the crowbar that he was fractions of a second late, but he still managed to hit him hard. He then dropped the crowbar on the floor and shouted "run, Claire!". He started to run outside too, just behind her, never looking back.<br>the first thing to do was of course to escape, and then to find a police station to get this mad man in jail as soon as possible.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rpgirl85</strong> on <strong>05-12-2010, 14:52:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Claire was the first one out of the two to make a mad dash for the door and soon she was outside. Adrenaline pour through her as she made that abused body of her go faster and faster until she was a few hundred yards away from that garage and on the open road. She looked back over her shoulder to see if Dave was following him but he was nowhere to be seen. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salamander</strong> on <strong>05-12-2010, 15:26:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas dragged himself upright. His broken arm hurt like fuck. That fucking bastard Dave was going to pay for this. He got out of the garage as the couple were running past the trash that he'd left out for tomorrow morning's collection. Dave turned his head to see if Thomas was after him, and as he did Thomas raised his gun. That made Dave panic. He failed to look where he was going and tripped over a bag of garbage, fell over head-first on to the ground. <br><br>The street wasn't lit, and it was dark now. Thomas couldn't see Claire anywhere- she'd vanished into the night, and there wasn't any point in shooting at someone who he couldn't see. The bitch had always been a fast runner, and now no doubt she'd be running to the cops. Thomas walked over to where Dave was. The boyfriend was getting up on his feet, looking fearfully at Thomas.<br><br>"You're gonna suffer, you little fuck." Thomas hit him across the face with his pistol; Dave was knocked down, and bleeding.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rpgirl85</strong> on <strong>05-12-2010, 15:33:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Claire waited there in the dark there for some nervous minutes but she didn't saw any signs of Dave. She knew something was wrong. She was hoping that Dave had ran the other way perhaps but she knew the realistic chance was that Thomas had caught him. And she knew Dave's life was now in danger. She ruled out any chance of her going back in there to rescue Dave quickly and made the decision to go to the cops. With that thought in her mind, she began to run again, it was pitch dark there and she could only see a few yards in front of her. She needed to get back to the town. The cold air night made her shiver more with fear then cold&nbsp; while the rough asphalt road made the soles of her feet hurt. She would stop every hundred yards to catch back her breath and would start to run again. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia Silver</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 13:23:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dave ran behind Claire, hoping that Thomas was too knock-out to try and follow them. After a few seconds he looked back and saw him pointing a gun at him! He sped up, but his foot tripped on something on the floor and he fell hard on the asphalt. Before he could get up again Thomas ran to him and knocked him in the face. Everything went dark as Dave lost consciousness.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salamander</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 21:31:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dave was a big guy, and moving him with only one functioning arm was difficult, but Thomas was so full of adrenaline that he managed. He dragged him over to where his car was parked and somehow got him into the trunk. Then he went back into the garage and picked up some of his tools, plus a gag and handcuffs for Dave. He wasn't going to make the mistake of letting the fucker get loose again. He cuffed and gagged the boyfriend, then considered his next move.<br><br>He had to get the fuck out of here. Claire would go to the cops, and they'd be looking for him very soon. And French police were no fucking joke- they'd find him alright, especially with him having a broken arm and that shithead Dave in tow. His only chance was to get to the border. He had a small house in a village near Genoa, not in his name, that he'd bought as a bolthole in case things went wrong. Which they had. Badly wrong. So he needed to start driving South towards Italy asap. First of all, though, he needed to torch the garage and destroy the evidence. <br><br>Thomas poured gasoline all over the garage- on the floor and up the walls. As he left, he threw in a wad of burning paper. The effect was dramatic- the flames nearly singed him as he closed the garage door. He got into the car and pulled away. Driving to Italy with a broken arm wasn't going to be fun, but at least the car was an automatic, and the roads should be pretty empty at night. He switched on the radio as he turned on to the main road. The news was on and...oh fuck...they'd found Pierre already. He was doomed. But then the news continued, and Thomas began to smile. They were looking for <em>Dave</em> and <em>Claire</em> on suspicion of murder.<br><br>"You bitch, Claire," he said out loud, "You killed poor old Pierre." What a fucking joke.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rpgirl85</strong> on <strong>07-12-2010, 12:15:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She ran for miles and miles, naked in the chilly summer evening and it was only the adrenaline that kept her going. Lucky for Claire she found some ragged clothes in one of the trash cans she had come across. A torn shirt and a pair of torn jeans that were too lose for her. She tied it around her waist with the help of a rope she had found. She only needed this for a few more hours. She was in town now, battered, bruised, hungry, tired, scared. And then she came across an electric appliance store. What she saw totally shook her up. They were looking for her and Dave in suspicion of the murder of the driver. " damn son of a bitch.." she cursed as she quickly got away from the store so that no one would see her and report her to the police. Luckily it was late in the night so there were very few people on the town. A police car went back and she had to duck in an alley to hide herself. She slid to the ground and started to cry, she was so worried about the safety of Dave right now. <br>------Five hours later---<br>Claire woke up in the same alley, she had fallen asleep there. Rubbing her eyes, she looked around and then it all came back, she was in Paris, Thomas still had Dave, police were looking for her, she was hungry and there wasn't a euro in the pockets of these dirty worn out jeans. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia Silver</strong> on <strong>08-12-2010, 11:28:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dave woke up and hit his head on the top of the trunk. It didn't take him a long time to figure out where he was, from the noise and the bumps, he was obviously in the trunk of a car. He couldn't see anything and could barely move in there.<br>He once read in a book that the most fragile part of a trunk is the tail lights. On some car you could break them from the trunk itself. It wouldn't get him out, but maybe could bring some light in, or if it was at night and he managed to break a bulb, have the car arrested by the police.<br>He kicked several times in the corner, hoping to hit the light.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salamander</strong> on <strong>08-12-2010, 12:01:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas was on the E60 just past the turn-off for Auxerre when he noticed the movement in the trunk of the car. Dave had obviously woken up, and was trying to get out or something. What an asshole. Although Thomas knew that the boyfriend couldn't escape, the sound of the struggling in the trunk and the rocking of the car that it caused were extremely irritating. Thomas pulled over at the next layby. He'd have to deal with this.<br><br>Using chloroform might be risky. The last thing that he needed was the fumes getting into the car and making him sleepy himself. So it would have to be a beating. He took out his .45 and got out of the car, and opened up the trunk.<br><br>"Have some pain, Dave baby." Thomas pistol-whipped the boyfriend severely, making sure that he hit him hard on the head repeatedly. Once Dave stopped moving, he closed the trunk, got back in and drove off. He'd beaten up Dave very badly, but hopefully nothing fatal. He'd still been breathing when Thomas had closed the trunk. It would be a shame if Mr Loverboy died too soon- Thomas was planning on having a lot of fun with him once they got to Italy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rpgirl85</strong> on <strong>08-12-2010, 12:19:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was so difficult for Claire to make any decision right now. She found some left over food in a garbage can and had to swallow her pride and eat it to stop the burning in her stomach. Just then she was all of a sudden surrounded by the French police. She was put in cuffs and put in the back of the police car. <br>They detained her in the police station for the next 12 hours before a translator could be arranged for and she was questioned in a dingy room. There she explained to them everything. How they came to Paris for the holiday, how the driver took them to that Garage, how he was then killed by her ex-husband, how she and Dave was tortured by Thomas, how she managed to escape.<br>The torture marks on her body supported her claims. But she was detained for further questioning and the police began a search for Thomas. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia Silver</strong> on <strong>09-12-2010, 10:29:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Breaking something while being inside a trunk is a lot harder than it sounds and Dave didn't manage to break anything. Then the car stopped and he heard the door opening and footsteps coming to the back of the car. He didn't hear any voices so it was unlikely that Thomas was stopped by the police. He prepared himself to give a big kick at whoever opened the trunk, but before he could do anything he was severely hit in the head and passed out again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salamander</strong> on <strong>09-12-2010, 17:24:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				By the time the French police realized that they needed to look for Thomas, rather than Dave and Claire, Thomas was safely over the border in Italy. He parked the car outside of the small house that he'd bought on the outskirts of the town of Vasia in the province of Liguria.<br><br><div class="floatright">(http://www.property.livinginitaly.co.uk/images/listing_photos/1296_dscf0020.jpg)</div>It was a beautiful old place, situated on a hillside overlooking the blue waters of the Mediterranean, and very secluded. Shops and the beach were both around 15 minutes away by car. Inside it had a cosy rustic decor, which was very much in keeping with the place and its location. Thomas was relieved to arrive. He'd been listening to the news bulletins on his car radio, and knew that he was now wanted for murder, kidnapping, torture, arson, and perhaps a few other lesser offences as well. If he got caught, he'd spend the rest of his life in a French prison. <br><br>His car was registered under a false name, and Thomas was pretty sure that the cops didn't have a good description of it, or the license plate number. Still...he ought to get rid of it, just to make sure. He had a rather dubious acquaintance in Genoa who might be able to help with that one. But that could wait. He'd just driven through the night all the way from Paris with a broken arm, and he was completely exhausted. He opened the trunk, pulled out the living but still unconscious Dave, and dragged him along the ground and into the house. Then he had a better idea. The house had a wine cellar, which was empty. Thomas grabbed hold of Dave again and dragged him to the cellar door and pushed him in. Dave was still handcuffed, so hopefully he'd be unable to do very much in there. Thomas locked the door of the wine cellar and went back into the house. He collapsed on to an unmade bed, and instantly fell asleep. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rpgirl85</strong> on <strong>09-12-2010, 19:19:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Claire was finally released by the french police after interference on the part of American Embassy. She was assured that efforts were own to find Dave and catch Thomas. She was provided with proper medical care and then moved to a local hotel where she immediately fell asleep in the warm cozy bed only to wake up hours later, screaming from a nightmare in which Thomas was torturing her. She just prayed through the rest of the night for the safety of her Dave, her love, her life. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia Silver</strong> on <strong>10-12-2010, 22:19:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dave woke up in a dark room. He had no idea where he was. His hands were attached behind his back and this was no rope. There was no way he would be able to free his wrists easily.<br>He walked a bit in the room to try to figure out where he was and discovered a small grid that seemed to lead outside. He yelled through it, hoping that someone would hear him, but he had little hope.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salamander</strong> on <strong>10-12-2010, 22:53:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas slept for 16 hours, waking up at 4am and in agony. The painkillers that he'd taken had long worn off. Not that they'd been too useful in the first place- if you've got a broken arm, then you need something stronger than ibuprofen. He knew that he'd run out of tablets, and at this time all of the stores in the area would be shut. <br><br>"Fuck," he said to himself, "It's that fucker Dave's fault. Hit me with the crowbar."<br><br>He got up and put a jacket on. There was something in one of the pockets- a mobile phone, one of the very small expensive ones. He switched it on. "Hmm." It appeared to belong to Dave. He must've picked it up somewhere along the line and forgotten about it. Oh well. He turned it off again- he wasn't sure if the police would be able to trace it when it was on, but he thought that it would better to be safe than sorry.<br><br>He was feeling crap, and the only thing that he could think of that might make him feel better was to torture Dave. He, Thomas, was in pain, so that bastard boyfriend of Claire's should be in even worse pain than himself. He got a flashlight, and took all of his tools inside from the car. Then he went round to the wine cellar. He unlocked the door, and opened it, pulling out his pistol as he did. He was holding his flashlight in his left hand- he could just about do that with the arm being broken. In his right hand he held his .45. He shone the light inside- there was Dave alright, alive and awake, his head up against a ventilation grill.<br><br>"Hey...Dave old buddy...time for us to have some fun."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia Silver</strong> on <strong>13-12-2010, 11:24:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dave looked at Thomas and panicked. During all this time he only thought about calling for help, but didn't even try to find anything to break the cuffs or to hit his agressor with. Now it was too late and he had a gun pointed at him. He had a quick look around and didn't find anything to pick up.<br>He didn't say anything but hid behind a shelf. Useless, he knew it, but it would buy a few seconds, and he had nothing to loose anyway.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rpgirl85</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 14:58:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				In the wee hours of the morning that day as she laid in her bed looking blankly at the ceiling, her soul still bruised by the torture and humiliation she suffered in the garage and her mind full of worries about the safety of her love it dawned upon her that Dave was carrying a mobile phone. A recent phone he had bought and only Claire knew its number. She went to the phone in her room by the bed and dialed the number. But the number was switched off. May be the phone also got burnt in the fire along with everything. Ordering a coffee for herself she switched on the television to see if there was any news being reported about that bastard ' Thomas' . If something happens to Dave then she would chase that bastard all over the world until she kills him slowly and painfully. Her anger welled up now and then, thinking about the grin on his face as he tortured them. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Salamander</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 16:00:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hey Dave...Don't try to hide from me, baby...I just want to play."<br><br>Thomas pointed the flashlight directly at Dave, shining the light in his eyes.<br><br>"You'd better come with me right NOW, you worthless piece of shit. Otherwise I'll blow your goddamned cock off. You understand me, fuckwit?"<br><br>In actuality, it might've been better for Dave if Thomas <em>had</em> blown his cock off. At least it would've been over quickly. Thomas was planning on doing <em>very</em> bad things to Dave's genitalia, involving a blowtorch, a screwdriver and a pair of pliers. He was also feeling horny again, despite the pain in his arm, and had a hankering to rape Dave's ass. He'd never thought of himself as bisexual before, but he'd really enjoyed raping him in the garage, and now he wanted to do it again. So...things weren't looking good for Dave. In fact, the outlook was decidedly bleak.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Revenge of the Ex-husband..!!!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia Silver</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 22:41:22</strong>
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				It wasn't time to play superman. Dave saw how mad Thomas could get, and he had a gun right now. He came out slowly and looked at him in the eyes.<br>"What are you going to do to me? Where is Claire?" he said.
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