Restraining Order
Time: 26:01 minutes
Starring: Paisley
This video features: strangle_garrote postmortem_sex




Paisley was happy. Her date would be here soon, her young son safe for the night at her Aunties and as she explained to her father on the phone, she had a restraining order to keep the bastard away.
But, something was wrong. When she up the phone, there was a noise. She looked, but it was nothing. Then, there is was again. This time, she got up, cracked open the door. But the noise did not come from outside. It was sitting on her couch with a big ass smile. The bastard that blessed her with a son, yet made her life hell. Now he was back, back to try to take everything away from her.

She would not stand for it, but when he called her she crumpled to the floor and he had her again just like it had never ended. And, he was mean, pulling her by her beautiful long hair, verbally tormenting her. But, the scariest was how he touched her, especially since she was disgusted by his touch. But, she could not do anything as the assault progresses.

Finally, in a moment of bravery and desperation, she elbowed him in the face. She hoped he would just leave. But, he had come to play for keeps. He pushed her to the table, then, grabbing her locks of hair, wrapped then around her smooth, soft neck. He was her with her own hair.

He had her over the table, she could not breath. She was beating the glass top, trying to get leverage. He felt imbalanced and yanked her back--falling back with her and pulling her up on the sofa. There, he continued to her. Her face was beaded with sweat as she fought for her life. She so desperately did not want to die. There was so much she wanted to do. But, he wanted her to die and that was all that mattered.

Over time, she grew weaker. Wet with sweat, she sank to the floor. He kept his grip. She would never breathe again.

When it was over, he let her head flop to the floor. He looked down at her, the mother of his child. Fuck the bitch. And, that is what he did. he put her on the sofa, and fucked her several ways. Then moved her to the floor and fucked her some more. Finally, he placed her up on the table, ripping part of that shit dress off her, then flipped her over and came on her titties.

He was spent and was to leave, but not before he intercepted a call from Auntie. Now, he knew where to go next. As he looked down at his bitch of a wife, he thought--restraining orders never work. Hell, they usually get the person killed. Bingo. He left.

Paisley, young mother, wife, but now, just a lifeless loss for family and friends to mourn.