She was almost sobbing with joy as she rode him recklessly."Lovely Denise!" he said in low, penetrating tones. "Wonderful Denise cunt! Sweet, warm, we...t Denise cunt!"Just as her words had encouraged him earlier, his adoring and lustful words now triggered her over the edge. She began to shake as she screwed down onto his impaling cock. Ripples ran over her, weakening her until she could only sit there, feeling the head of his prick pressing at her passage end."Dear God!" she cried, and shivered. ? I softly asked.?Yes master, if it pleases you, I shall,? she replied.Immediately, Wendy did as asked, she took a deep breath, smiled at me lovingly, and stepped from the box, kicking it away as she slipped downward. I had pre-tied a knot into the noose, so that it would tighten a bit, but not enough to cause real harm to her, at least, not this time. She swung there, inches from the floor, in an agony so erotic that I could see her passions ignite like a five- alarm fire. My cock grew. Reposting or any other use of it is strictly prohibited withoutthe express, written permission of the author, except that it may be postedas part of a review or posted to a free-access, noncommercial archive sites. Disclaimer: Allcharacters are fictitious. Any resemblance to anyone, either alive or dead,is purely coincidental. Prologue I had known her since fourth grade, her family had moved into to our neighborhoodthat summer and she and her two twin brothers had all started school that. Some said the mountain was haunted and hollowed with caves and crevasses that went down for hundreds of metres.Other people believed that dragons were still alive and lived in the mountain, and they ate you if you trespassed. Ricky was more than happy to keep the supposed myths alive if it kept most of the curious people away.The mountain was special to Ricky; he visited the crystal cave that was buried deep in the mountain most winters when he was home and if he needed more magical Quaz.