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Rebecca
by Phantom (stephanie@warmmail.com)

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He enjoys Rebecca for the last time, again and again. 
(MF, nec)

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He put his arms under Rebecca's knees and shoulders and 
lifted her up. She was cold, oh so cold. He carried her 
up the stairs and through into the main room where a 
log fire was burning brightly, the logs crackling and 
sizzling in the hearth. He laid her down on the rug in 
front of the fire and knelt down besides her.

"So cold my darling, so cold," he murmured.

He took the hem of her nightdress and pulled it up over 
her calves, then over her waxen thighs exposing her 
crotch. Her golden pubic hair that had been so 
luxuriant was now dry and matted.

He continued to raise her nightdress, up over her broad 
hips and firm breasts until it was bunched up in her 
arm pits.

He began to rub her arms, her shoulders and her breasts 
to try and instill some warmth into her body. The heat 
of the fire gradually did its work and soon he was 
satisfied that she was as warm as she could be. 

Rebecca hadn't said a word or reacted in any way to his 
efforts at warming her. 
He gently parted her legs and caressed the insides of 
her thighs. Her skin there was like parchment, and 
still cold. 

He got up off his knees and fetched the old fashioned 
perfume spray off the shelf. He knelt down again and 
sprayed the highly perfumed oil it contained onto her 
pubic hair and the insides of her thighs. He parted her 
pussy lips and sprayed her labia as deep inside her 
vaginal passage as he could. Still Rebecca did not 
respond. 

He put the spray aside and pushed two fingers inside 
her cunt and massaged the oil into her vaginal walls. 
Finally he discarded his own dressing gown, lay on 
Rebecca, spread her thighs as wide as he could and 
plunged his erection into her cunt. His prick slid in 
easily, thanks to the oil, but her vaginal clasp on his 
penis was firm and unyielding.

He murmured endearments to her as he worked himself 
inside her. Rebecca stayed still, unmoving, 
unresponsive, as he kissed her, squeezed and pummelled 
her firm breasts.

He pulled her hips off the rug up towards him, in a 
frenzy, as he thrust in and out approaching his climax. 
Finally he shuddered, convulsed, and came, deep up her 
still unresponsive cunt. He stayed inside her until his 
orgasm had passed, still Rebecca had not reacted at 
all. 

He withdrew stood up and looked down at her. Her 
sightless eyes seemed to look straight at him. Her 
mouth gaped with a rictus that could be misinterpreted 
as a cynical smile. 

"Did you enjoy that my love?" he asked. "Shall we be 
able to do it one final time tomorrow?" 

Rebecca stayed silent. He crouched beside her and 
pulled her nightdress down again to make her decent. He 
used the hem of the nightie to wipe away his cum that 
was starting to seep through her cunt lips. 

He picked her up and carried her back, unresisting, 
down the stairs to the cold, cold, cellar. He placed 
her back on the stone slab, smiled, and kissed her. 

She continued to smile back at him with the same 
perverted smile she had worn when he had throttled the 
life out of her just a few days ago.

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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