With his thumb stuck out. He was shivering and looking miserable. In the light rain I smiled.
He was alone. I laughed. My lucky day. The sadist in me kicked in.
I licked my lips.
He was a good looking kid.
Young.
Fit.
He looked like a nice kid too, like a polite boy.
He looked desperate for a ride. Should I take a chance on this one?
I had maybe three seconds to make up my mind.
I’m the kind of woman who likes a little adventure in her life.
But what I like most of all is torturing boys.
Boys like the one standing by the side of the road.
I have a thing for nice, polite good looking young boys.
Just the thought of abusing them turns me on.
I decided.
I stopped.
******
"Good boy. Now, do you have any school buddies who live near Washington DC?
Some nice looking boy like you? Maybe someone from the swim team?
Who has the biggest cock Jimmy?
That's the one I'm interested in."
"Ahhh, I think some of the guys live near here.
But, ummm, why do you want to know that?"
I lied.
I told him I wanted to see if I could get the boy to send me a picture of his cock.
With an erection.
If Jimmy had a friend willing to do that I'd consider letting jimmyslut live.
I might even let him go if he could help me entice his friend into taking his place.
It was a cruel choice.
Give me the name of a friend or face a slow and painful death at my hands.
He cried for ten minutes before he composed himself.
I used my lit cigarette on his balls to help him decide.
The poor boy.
I gave him no choice.
"There's David. Mistress. David Henson. My friend. He lives in Rockville Maryland.
I think that's near the capital. He's, ahhh, he has a big,
ummm,
well in the shower his penis seems a lot bigger than mine.
It's ahhh, it's got to be eight inches even when it's limp.
I, ahhh, he,
ummmm,
you're going to let me go now aren't you Mistress?"
I ignored his last question.
This new boy sounded interesting.
"Is he in your cell's contact list hon?
Jimmy nodded yes.
I took my time stubbing my cigarette out on the end of his cock
and left him there sobbing and shrieking
and generally having a really bad time.
Boys in agony are music to my ears....."
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