Date: 10/25/2017, Categories: Fantasy, BDSM, BDSM, Foot or shoe fetish, Violence, Author: Heel778, Source: sexstories.com
Big Boy suspected that he was a butt of an elaborate joke.He was angry and desperately wanted to cut someone’s head off. He thought he knew who had initiated the joke, but wasn’t absolutely sure. And what if he was sure? That man was doing what he wanted; he was the boss after all. Big Boy was 6’10’’ tall and weighed more than 300 pounds, most of which muscles. Until ten years ago he was a professional weightlifter but his results were not very good, maybe because he wasn’t patient in his training. He just hated working hard and that was by nature. So he became a bodyguard of one of the richest people in the neighborhood. On the whole the boss treated him well but sometimes joked with him. The case was obviously the same now. The girl was in her early twenties, very short, no more than 5 feet, and around 100 pounds. But she had great body, well shaped breasts and a charming face. Her eyes were big, motley, with predominantly blue nuance. Her wavy dark blond hair was almost reaching her waist. Sexy gal, no doubt about that, but just… not suitable for Big Boy. “Are you really a prostitute?” Big Boy asked. “Well, I just… why are you asking?” she said shyly and pulled up the neck of her tight black blouse. She seemed to be worried that the most of her breasts was exposed. “I’m asking because you do not look like a prostitute.” “All right, I’m new to the job, actually… I started last week. “Why?” Big Boy asked and fixed his bloodshot eyes on her. “Why what?” “Why did you become a ...