Return To Wolf Creek App Review

Return To Wolf Creek, available now on iPad and iPhone, is an interactive horror iBook based on the 2005 Australian horror film Wolf Creek created by Sharp Agency in conjunction with Emu Creek Pictures. This app is perfect for fans of the original film (or fans of horror movies in general) and will help fill the void between the original film and the anticipation of the sequel, Wolf Creek 2, which is set for release in 2013. If you are not familiar with the story of Wolf Creek, let me give you a quick run down: Three backpackers (Two English women and one Australian male from Sydney) find themselves trapped in the Australian outback by a crazed psycho, Mick Taylor, after their car breaks down in Wolfe Creek. From there, it's a battle for survival.

The interactive iBook features never-before-seen deleted scenes, interviews, a 45-minute documentary, original storyboards and a handful of other interactive features like Mick's Drawer Of Screams where users can submit their best scream, trivia including a review of the original film by Australian author Rhiannon Elizabeth Irons (shameless self-promotion), links to the website and downloaded wallpapers. All of this is designed to keep fans occupied for numerous hours.

When users first open Return to Wolf Creek, they will see a room of random objects and a spotlight from a torch (flashlight for those international readers). The graphical interface looks fantastic. When you run your finger on the screen it controls the torch, where users can see all the interactive elements. Double tapping on an item opens it up for users to explore and the blood-spattered back button makes it easy to navigate to the main menu. It was a lot of fun exploring all the elements, and getting a sense of how long and difficult it was to film the original movie. The bonus trivia comes in handy, giving the users more insight to not only the film, but Australia in general. I only had the chance of playing with it for a couple of hours, and I felt like I had barely scratched the surface.

One thing I really did enjoy was watching the videos. While the documentary didn’t appear to be in high definition when compared to the deleted scenes and movie trailer, it was packed with a lot of interesting behind-the-scenes details that have never been revealed until now.

As briefly mentioned above, “Mick's Drawer of Screams” is an interesting idea. The plan is to have horror fans record their scream into their iPads. The screams are collected in a database that horror film makers and game developers have access to. Who knows, maybe your scream could end up in a video game or even featured in the background of a movie.

There is clearly a lot of detail and thought put into this app, but there were a couple of minor issues that I discovered. The app is 450 MB, so users will need plenty of extra space to download it. A little patience is also required to wait for it to download. The other issue was that some elements of the app require an internet connection such as the links to the website and the form for users to submit their best screams.

Overall, I highly recommend this app. You don't have to be a fan of the original movie, or horror movies for that matter, to get hours of enjoyment out of it. Return To Wolf Creek has a lot of interactive elements, facts and behind-the-scene details that are sure to please even the harshest critic. It's price of $2.99 (iPad) or $1.99 (iPhone) can't be beat considering you're getting a 45-minute documentary along with deleted scenes and a ton of bonus material.

So, only one question remains: Are you ready to go back to Wolf Creek?

Film Review: 976-EVIL

Call now to hear your HORRORscope. 

What would happen if you called a 976 number only to get the devil? Aside from a mild heart attack and a sudden impulse to pray for your immortal soul, you'd be wondering what the hell kind of nightmare you wandered into.

Directed by Robert Englund (A Nightmare On Elm Street) and starring Stephen Geoffreys, Patrick O'Bryan and Academy Award winner Sandy Dennis, 976-EVIL is an 80's movie with an original concept.

Englund steps behind the camera for the first time to film a story about a couple of cousins, Spike and Hoax, who are as different as night and day. Spike (O'Bryan) is cool, riding around on his motorbike, picking up women, having sex and playing poker. Hoax (Geoffreys) is a nerd. Plain and simple. He has his head flushed down the toilet every day at school. He's bullied by Spike's friends. He has trouble talking to girls. His scooter is tricked out with the sounds of a motorbike all because he wants to be like his cousin.

Hoax lives with his overbearing religious mother (Dennis). Spike lives with them too, except he resides in an apartment over the garage which looks into Hoax's room. If that wasn't enough of a creepy obsession, Hoax sends Spike messages via a tube while Spike is having sex with his girlfriend (Suzie).

So how does the devil get involved?

Spike is lying on his bed, flipping through a magazine when a scrap of paper falls out that reads “For your Horrorscope 666 Dial 976-EVIL.” Not thinking anything of it, Spike does. A creepy voice on the other end tells him his future in that his finances will turn around. Spike then enters the kitchen and steals some of his aunt's money that is hidden in a cookie jar.

From there fish fall from the sky, which in turn attracts the attention of a reporter. Spike's aunt thinks it's a sign from God, asking Spike to repent his ways.

Spike leaves his aunt's place in favour of taking Suzie out on a date. But once they arrive at the movies, Spike is roped into playing a game of poker with his bully buddies. Getting irritated with him, his girlfriend leaves.

By this time, Hoax has entered Spike's bedroom where he discovers a pair of panties that belong to Suzie. Shoving them into his pocket, Hoax notices the paper with the 976-EVIL number on it. Wanting to be cool like his cousin, Hoax dials the number. He is told that to get what he deserves he should take in a late show with the girl of his dreams.

Following the advice, Hoax goes to the cinema only to run into Spike's girlfriend who he has a secret crush on. From there they go to the near by pizza parlour where they share a pizza and have a good time until a spider appears on the table. Hoax learns that Spike's girlfriend is afraid of them so he takes it outside only to have Spike's friends show up, stomping on it. As they beat up Hoax they discover the panties in his pocket which in turn makes Suzie angry at him, thinking he's nothing more than a pervert. She tells him that she thought he was different.

Feeling rejected, and wanting to teach her a lesson, Hoax calls the horrorscope hotline. He performs a spell to make a spider or two appear before her, scaring her. But it backfires when numerous spiders appear, sending Suzie into a panic that kills her.

Feeling guilty, Hoax tries to confess to Spike who ends up attacking him in the locker rooms at school. Hoax vows that one day his cousin would be the one on the ground while he was standing above him. And that's where the fun begins.

Hoax calls back and this time he yearns for more power. The power he receives turns him into a monster with sharp claws where his fingernails use to be. He manages to beat up his bullies at school. When he gets home, the devil has taken him over completely. His mother notices this, and before she can do anything, Hoax kills her.

From there he returns to the cinema in hopes of exacting revenge on his bullies. Two of them leave the strip poker game to stuff Hoax into a dumpster while the remainder stay to watch their gang girl strip. Hoax returns and asks if he can open with a pair of hearts. At that moment he pulls out two human hearts and lays them on the table.

The film turns bloody as he rips of the hand of one of his bullies while the other flees with the gang girl. Hoax stalks them before brutally slaying the male, leaving the poor girl crying and shaking on the rooftop of the cinema.

By this time the reporter has caught up with Spike and Angela, the school principal, and has informed them that something satanic has happened to Hoax.

Racing back to Hoax's place, the reporter and Angela discover that Hell indeed has frozen over and that Hoax is now the devil himself.

Spike comes in to save the day, pushing Hoax into a flaming pit that had opened up in the backyard.

The end of the film sees the man who invented the horrorscope sitting at his desk while the machine picks up the next caller who will be possessed by the devil.

For a B-Graded 80's horror movie, this was rather enjoyable because it is an unique concept.

The characters of Hoax and Spike, whilst stereotypical, were also easy to not only associate with, but easy to sympathise with. While Hoax is being bullied, you feel for him. Although, when he takes his revenge I can't say that I was cheering for him.

The make-up effects on Hoax were really good considering the decade that it was made. The special effects for the time would have been fantastic, but by today's standards they're terribly fake. Englund's direction was great, building the characters up, allowing the audience to feel for them. There are a couple of cheap laughs and scares. The spider sequence would have had me shaking like a leaf on set. Over all, it is worth a watch.

Rating: 6/10

Hate

It's obvious from the venom in your words
That you hate me
It's obvious from the look in your eyes
That you hate me
It's obvious with the way you scream and shout
That you hate me
It's obvious with the way you act towards me
That you hate me
It's obvious from the way you talk
That you hate me

Your words shouldn't mean anything
They should be water off a duck's back
But instead the bring tears to my eyes
As I wonder why you act like that

You tell me I'm worthless
That I'm just a fucking bitch
Who doesn't deserve to live
What have I done
To make you view me like that

It's obvious from the venom in your words
That you hate me
It's obvious from the look in your eyes
That you hate me
It's obvious with the way you scream and shout
That you hate me
It's obvious with the way you act towards me
That you hate me
It's obvious from the way you talk
That you hate me

You don't see the tears I cry
Late at night
As I try to understand
Why we constantly fight

I'm past the point of caring anymore
I just want to leave
Say goodbye to you
And your hatred of me

I use to wish I was dead
When I believed your words
Now I think the opposite
And I long for your demise

It's obvious from the venom in your words
That you hate me
It's obvious from the look in your eyes
That you hate me
It's obvious with the way you scream and shout
That you hate me
It's obvious with the way you act towards me
That you hate me
It's obvious from the way you talk
That you hate me

Rhiannon Irons' Top 13 Vampires

When it comes to monster movies, the vampire is often one of the first to be chosen (outside of zombies). Why? What is our appeal to them? Whatever way we look at it, there's something alluring and sexy about the legions of the undead with pointy teeth that blend so well into the shadows.

Today, I'm unleashing my top 13 movie and television vampires that have sparked our imaginations and fuelled our desires to the point that we just want them to bite us.

13: Louis de Pointe du Lac (Brad Pitt) – Interview With The Vampire (1994)

Brooding and pouty, Louis is the quintessential vampire. His good looks and brooding personality make him a ladies man, but unlike his sire, Louis loathes being a vampire. He cannot take a human life and often lived on rats or chickens. It takes him centuries to accept what he is and what power he posses. After that, he becomes a storyteller, warning mortals of what lurks in the shadows of their fair cities.

12: Amilyn (Paul Reubens) – Buffy The Vampire Slayer (1992)

Quirky, filled with hate but at the same time bloody hilarious, Amilyn is second only to Lothos (Rutger Hauer). Going against Buffy (Kristy Swanson) and Pike (Luke Perry), Amilyn really has his work cut out for him. With lines like “You ruined my new jacket. Kill him a lot,” it's hard to imagine what the vampire race would be like it Amilyn was in charge. Single-handedly stole the show for this film.

11: Angel (David Boreanaz) – Buffy The Vampire Slayer (1996-2003)

Angel started out as the tall, dark, brooding stranger in the hit TV show before Buffy (Sarah Michelle Gellar) knew what he was. A vampire in love with a slayer is rather poetic and Angel was love's bitch until he lost his soul. Then he reverted back to the killer that he was centuries ago. One moment of sheer happiness undid the curse that held his soul in place. Now, he's back being the sweetie pie we all fell in love with. Just don't give into his brooding ways. We don't need to see Angelus again.

10: Damon and Stefan Salvatore (Ian Somerhalder and Paul Wesley) The Vampire Diaries (2009-)

In tenth place it's a tie. Why? Who doesn't love a little sibling rivalry, even among the undead. Brothers Damon and Stefan are almost always at odds, mostly because Damon has made it his immortal life's work to torment Stefan. Now that's entertainment.

9: David (Kiefer Sutherland) The Lost Boys (1987)

One of the most enjoyable vampire films available. When Michael Emerson (Jason Patric) and his family moved to Santa Carla, a coastal California town, they discover it chock full of alienated teens like David, who have a very unique way of expressing their angst: vampirism.

8: Mick St. John (Alex O'Loughlin) Moonlight (2007-2008)

A modern, gentlemanly and gorgeous vampire, private investigator Mick refuses to let go of his humanity entirely. Unlike other vampires, he refuses to hunt women and children and even drinks blood from the morgue. Now if that's not a turn on, did I mention that he's just soooooo dreamy?

7: Blade (Wesley Snipes) Blade (1998)

Based on the comic book series, Blade is technically a dhampir, a human with vampire genetics, a result of his mother being bitten while giving birth. He becomes a vampire hunter to avenge his mother's death in a bleak urban underworld where pure-blood vampires fight humans who have transformed.

6: Selene (Kate Beckinsale) Underworld (2003)

A “death dealer,” vampy Selene engages in a lifelong battle against the Lycans (werewolves) she believes killed her family. And she looked hot while doing it, guns a blazin' while rocking one hell of a hot leather bodysuit.

5: Armand (Antonio Banderas) Interview With The Vampire (1994)

Handsome, feisty and yet a gentle lover, Armand fell for Louis' charms and wanted to show him the ways of the old world. After the death of Louis' child companion, Claudia, Armand and Louis parted ways. But the sexiness that is Armand does return, and forever will hold a place in our hearts as one super hot vampire.

4: Claudia (Kirsten Dunst) Interview With The Vampire (1994)

Oh, Claudia, Claudia, Claudia. The reason why children should never be turned into blood sucking feigns from beyond the grave. Always wishing she could grow up, Claudia was opinionated, stubborn and down right bratty...but she did have a soft spot for Louis, the one that bit her. Born from him, she looked up to him, admiring him. It was her death that sent Louis into a rage, slaughtering his own kind as revenge. Claudia certainly bought out the, well, evil, in everyone.

3: Spike (James Marsters) Buffy The Vampire Slayer (1996-2003)

Originally the big bad of Sunnydale in season 2, Spike won over audiences and became a regular. With his bad boy looks, platinum blonde hair, six-pack abs, he was the vamp that could make those True Blood boys cry. In later seasons, whilst continually stating he was still 'bad' Spike fell in love with Buffy and set about trying to please her the best that he could. “I may be love's bitch, but at least I'm man enough to admit it.”

2: Dracula (Bela Lugosi, Christopher Lee, Gary Oldman)

You'll note three men and no movie title listed. The reason for this is because these three are my top three. Bela was the original. Christopher is one of the greatest and Gary in Bram Stoker's Dracula was just outstanding. When it comes to the Prince Of Darkness, these three are the best.  And let's face it, you can't have a vampire count down without The Count.

1: Lestat de Lioncourt (Tom Cruise) Interview With The Vampire (1994)

Tom's portrayal of Anne Rice's Lestat was perfection. Lestat is the perfect killer. Loving all things that are beautiful, Lestat offered his victims a choice, the choice he never had. “Evil is a point of view. God kills indiscriminately and so shall we. For no creatures under God are as we are, none so like him as ourselves.”

Place Your Bets: Ghostface Vs. The Fisherman

When it comes to 90's horror, two franchises come to mind: Scream and I Know What You Did Last Summer. Both original films were successful. Both went on to produce sequels. Both created villains that are now a part of pop culture. So which villain reigns supreme: The know-it all trivia king, or the creepy man with a hook for a hand.

Ghostface: It all began with a phone call and ended in a bloodbath. Two bored, sexually frustrated teens, Billy Loomis (Skeet Ulrich) and Stu Macher (Matthew Lillard) begin a killing spree one night in the small town of Woodsboro. From there, these two were immortalised on film which in turn spurned a long list of copy cats, Mickey (Timothy Olyphant), Mrs. Loomis (Laurie Metcalf), Roman (Scott Foley), Charlie (Rory Culkin) and Jill (Emma Roberts) all hell bent on the same thing – kill Sidney Prescott (Neve Campbell). But what sets Ghostface apart is how knowledgeable 'he' is when it comes to horror trivia. “If you get it wrong, you die. If you get it right, you die.”

The Fisherman: A group of drunk teens (Jennifer Love Hewitt, Sarah Michelle Gellar, Freddie Prinze Jr and Ryan Phillippe) hit a man with their car then decide to dump the body. No body, no crime. Yeah, I can see how he'd be a little pissed about that. The following year Julie (JLH) gets a letter in the mail with the chilling words 'I Know What You Did Last Summer' scrawled on a small piece of paper. Some one knows what they did. After a couple of scares (running Barry over with his car, cutting Helen's hair) the Fisherman ups the ante, killing Barry in a crowded room before stalking Helen in one hell of a chase scene that still gives me chills. His ultimate goal: Revenge.

So, let's get ready to rumble...

Both film franchises have sequels. Scream came out in 1996. It's sequel, Scream 2, arrived in 1997 while Scream 3 made it's debut in 2000. Scream 4 was the most recent film in the series, arriving in cinemas in 2011. There is talk of a possible Scream 5 to appear within the next couple of years. Hopefully this is just rumour.

I Know What You Did Last Summer came out in 1997 and it's sequel I Still Know What You Did Last Summer hit cinemas in 1998. There was a direct to DVD third film entitled I'll Always Know What You Did Last Summer, but none of the original cast returned for it, so naturally, it failed. (Fun Fact: Muse Watson's Fisherman was played by Don Shanks in I'll Always Know. Don portrayed Halloween serial killer, Michael Myers, in Halloween 5: The Revenge Of Michael Myers)

Like my past Place Your Bets articles, I'm going to be looking at the original films only.

The cast and characters always add to the success of the villains. In the case of Scream, Skeet Ulrich and Matthew Lillard were behind the slayings, and despite their very weak motives (“My mom abandoned me because my dad was having an affair with your mom” and “peer pressure”) their characters were still loveable right to the end (Hey, don't judge me, I thought Billy was hot). Notable deaths included Drew Barrymore at the beginning and Henry Winkler as the principle. (Fun Fact: A bronzed statue of Henry's character can be seen in the hallway of Woodsboro High in Scream 4 when Jill and Kirby are talking).

In the case of I Know What You Did Last Summer, casting an established stage and screen actor as the villain added to the fear factor. (Fun Fact: Muse Watson scared the living bejesus out of me in this film, but it was because of him and me wanting to watch him in something less scary that I began watching Prison Break and NCIS) Muse's movements were chilling from his long strides across the park as he chased Helen (Sarah Michelle Gellar), the way he held the hook in his hand, turning it oh so slightly so that the light reflected off it or just the fact that he gets this crazy look in his eye at the end all added to the creepiness factor that is The Fisherman. Notable deaths include The Big Bang Theory star, Johnny Galecki, Bridgette Wilson (Helen's older sister) and Stuart Greer.

When it comes to body count Scream leads the way with seven deaths, however only five of them were performed by the killers. Sidney, in self-defence, killed both Billy and Stu. (While Billy and Stu killed Sidney's mother, she never made an appearance in the original film, thus not including her in the body count) I Know What You Did Last Summer proved to be more damaging with Ben Willis performing all the kills himself. Six confirmed deaths in the film. (I am including that of David Egan at the beginning. We don't see David's death, but we know from later clues that Ben was responsible for his demise)

Weapon of choice is easy. For Ghostface, it's a hunting knife, and a telephone to inform his victim of when he's coming. For the Fisherman, it's a long sharp fishing hook that he holds in his right hand. At the end of I Know, Ben's hand is cut off so in the sequel, the hook replaces his hand.

I always find killers without motives to be scarier. Billy tried to play that card before confessing to Sidney that he killed her mother because she was having an affair with his father and it was the reason his mother left. Stu cited peer pressure as the reason for his involvement. In the case of the Fisherman, it's purely and simply revenge. He killed David Egan because he was responsible for the death of Ben's daughter, Susie. Then when the mains hit him with their car and try to cover it up, he seeks them out, delivering one hell of a line when Julie tells him it was an accident. “I know all about 'accidents', and let me give you some advice: When you leave a man for dead, make sure that he's REALLY dead!”

In the height department, Ghostface fluctuates throughout all movies except the third one. Skeet Ulrich is 5'10 in height while Matthew Lillard is 6'3. This has been one of many issues I've had with the Scream series. As for the Fisherman, being played by the same actor helps prevent this from happen. Muse Watson is 6'1 but still manages to be menacing. When Muse was replaced by Don Shanks in the horrendous third film, then the Fisherman's height shot up to 6'4-6'5.

If popularity was a war, then Ghostface won it hands down. He became more popular than the Fisherman, but like Freddy Krueger before him, Ghostface became more comical than scary. The Fisherman, whilst not commercially as popular as Ghostface, still manages to keep his creep factor, not giving in to the comedy side of horror.

So who wins the battle of the 90's horror villains?

Despite three sequels, a never-aging cast, and Wes Craven's direction, this battle surpasses Ghostface in favour of the hook wielding maniac, The Fisherman. With the hottest cast of the late 90's, a shiny sharp fishing hook, and very neat handwriting, Benjamin Willis, a.k.a The Fisherman of Southport, North Carolina, takes home this trophy for successfully scaring audiences and the main characters to the point of wetting themselves.

Giving horror fans the world over reason to fear small towns, a stupendous chase sequence that rivalled the original Halloween, and ethics that should you hit someone with a car, go to the police before they come back to kill you, the Fisherman is one man you don't really want to meet in a dark alley. Just ask Helen...erh...you know what I mean.

Winner: The Fisherman

An Affair To Remember

Ashley tapped her foot as the elevator moved slowly up to the 24 floor.

She was meeting her lover for a romantic night away in one of the city's most gorgeous hotels. And after the day at work she had, she was looking forward to being pampered and having her needs taken care of.

The elevator stopped and Ashley got out. She walked down the hall, her heels sinking into the plush carpet as she made her way to room 2436.

Smoothing down her red dress and blonde hair, Ashley knocked, hoping against all hope she wouldn't have to locate the room key in her purse.

The door open and Nick stood before her, smiling broadly. 

“Hey, baby doll,” he greeted her, ushering her inside the room.

Ashley smiled and kissed him softly on the lips, the scent of her perfume lingering between them as they parted.

Ashley dropped her purse on the chair and placed her small suitcase beside it.

Nick wrapped his arms around her, feeling her curvaceous body writhing beneath his touch. He cupped her breasts, feeling her nipples harden beneath her bra. He kissed the back of her neck, squeezing gently, his already hard cock, poking her backside.

Ashley giggled, pressing her ass against him as he groped her, his lips brushing kisses all over her neck. Her head fell back as she groaned, feeling his hardness press against her. Nick grinned as his right hand snaked down her body and climbed high up her skirt. He could feel the heat rising from her and with one finger, he rubbed the crotch of her panties. It was damp.

Turning around to face him, Ashley licked her lips. Her blue-green eyes were more green than blue which meant she was ready. She pressed her hand against his chest, feeling his muscles as she lent in for a sensual kiss.

When they parted, Nick smiled, pulling Ashley into the centre of the room.

“I have a surprise for you,” he told her as he retrieved the red silk scarf from his pocket and covered her eyes with it. Ashley gasped, a shiver running over her. She reached up, automatically, her finger tips touching the soft silk.

“No!”

Nick grabbed her hands, pulling them behind her. Ashley cried out in surprise as Nick's lips brushed against her ear. “No peeking,” he whispered. “It will ruin the surprise.”

Nodding, Ashley agreed not to peek. She was dying to see what he had planned.

She jumped a little when his hands brushed over her arms. She felt him unzip the back of her dress. The cool air of the hotel room teased her skin, sending shivers down her spine and causing goosebumps to raise on her arms.

He unclasped her bra, discarding it on the floor before dropping to his knees and removing her matching lace panties.

Nick smiled. She was beautiful. Her creamy white skin was soft to touch, her legs were long despite her 5'6 stature. Her long blonde hair was warm and inviting fingers to run through it while her lips formed the most perfect pout that was simply alluring.

Nick took her hands and lead her towards the bed. Ashley followed, feeling a little awkward as she trusted him not to walk her into a bed post.

He turned her around and pressed his hand against her belly, pushing her gently until she fell backwards onto the red sheets.

Ashley tilted her head as Nick pulled her into position so she was centre of the bed. Using two other red silk scarves, Nick began tying her hands to the posts so she couldn't move.

As he finished tying the final knot, the en-suite door opened. Nick raised his eyes at the Brazilian beauty that stood naked before him.

He and Ashley had discussed fantasies a few months ago while lying in bed after a marathon sex session. He was surprised to find out that his blonde beauty was bi-curious. Of course, the thought of her touching another woman got his engine revving. They had spoken at length of what she found attractive and eventually settled on her showing him a photo of Australian model, Samantha Steele.

After that night, Nick had saved enough money to rent a hotel room for the night and found an escort that fitted her desires perfectly.

Francesca was a gorgeous Brazilian woman with olive skin, dark almond shaped eyes and the most delicious pout. Her limbs were long and lean and her breasts were the same size as Ashley's. The only difference was, Ashley's were real.

Nick had made it clear when he found Francesca that he would only be involved with Ashley and that he was paying her to pleasure Ashley. “It's all about her and making one of her fantasies come to life,” he said. Francesca nodded and told him that she was willing to do anything that night.

Now, she was standing in the bedroom watching Nick tease Ashley's nipples with his tongue.

She rubbed her breasts, feeling her body respond. Nick motioned for her to move closer.

Nick kissed down Ashley's belly before linking his arms around her thighs, holding her in place while his tongue slid up and down her slit, teasing her clitoris, before diving inside her. Ashley's hips rocked back and forth, her mouth parted as she moaned loudly.

Her moans turned into a scream the moment Francesca's mouth clamped down over one of Ashley's nipples. Nick held his gorgeous girl in place with pure strength as she trashed about on the bed.

“Relax, Ash,” he said. “You're perfectly safe.”

Ashley whimpered a protest. She wanted to know who else was there.

Nick stood up while Francesca continued to fondle Ashley's breasts, feeling her nipples harden as her tongue tickled and teased the taut bud.

Francesca moved down the plain of Ashley's stomach as Nick removed the blindfold.

Upon opening her eyes, Ashley gasped as she caught sight of Francesca. Francesca gave her a stunning smile before sliding down in between her thighs and gently licking her clitoris while probing two fingers deep inside Ashley's aching sex, feeling her juices coating her digits.

Ashley's eyes rolled back in her head as she felt her climax come to head. Her hands gripped the scarves that held her in place as Francesca continued to lick her clit, her fingers pressing against her G spot, causing Ashley to cry out, arching her back high off the bed as she came hard.

Nick grinned as Francesca's tongue continued to probe Ashley's sex. He ran his hand through Ashley's golden hair, whispering soothing words to her as her body quivered with post-orgasm delight.

He untied her hands, freeing her from the bed posts. Francesca took that as a sign to move up from in between Ashley's thighs and kiss her with force and passion.

Ashley felt herself sigh loudly as Francesca's lips pressed against her, their tongues intertwining, massaging each other as their hands roamed over each other's naked bodies. For the first time in her life, Ashley felt another woman's breasts, tweaking the nipples hard between her fingers and feeling the reaction as Francesca rocked her hips, begging to be touched and bought to her impending orgasm.

Ashley rolled over allowing Francesca to lie down. Very gently Ashley placed her legs either side of her body and began sucking on Francesca's nipples, her tongue flickering over them, her teeth nipping at them.

Francesca writhed with ecstasy as Ashley kissed her stomach before parting her thighs. She had never touched a woman before and her nerves were beginning to set in.

Nick appeared beside her, his hand running through her hair. “Just do what feels natural,” he whispered, sucking at her neck as he stroked himself. Ashley glanced up at him. Natural was sucking his erect cock into her mouth and swirling her tongue around it until he exploded in her mouth. Instead she looked at the gorgeous woman lying before her.

Tentatively, Ashley leaned forward and licked Francesca's slit from top to bottom. The scent of arousal flooded her nostrils and Francesca's moans of delight were music to Ashley's ears. She did it again, this time flicking her tongue across her clitoris. Francesca's hips rocked back and forth, her pussy grinding into Ashley's face as she continued to explore.

Nick couldn't take it any more and pulled Ashley's hips up so she was presenting herself to him. With one swift thrust he was buried deep inside her. Ashley groaned as he filled her and began stroking himself in and out, his hands grasping her hips as she continued to run her tongue along Francesca's tight pussy.

Feeling bold, Ashley pushed two of her fingers deep inside as she sucked Francesca's clit into her mouth. Sliding her fingers in and out, Ashley curled the tip of them so they were stroking Francesca's G spot.

Francesca cupped her breasts, rolling her nipples between her fingers, her moaning getting louder as her orgasm washed over her. Her body quivered as Ashley continued to trace her tongue over the delicate little bud.

Nick pulled her up, resting his cock deep inside her while Francesca moved, turning herself around so that she could suck on Ashley's clit while Nick pounded into her. Nick lowered Ashley back down so that her head was directly over Francesca's tight, warm, wet pussy. Ashley went straight back to sucking her clit while Francesca returned the favour, her tongue catching Nick's cock as he stroked in and out, his nails digging into Ashley's milky white hips.

Nick withdrew from Ashley, watching with interest as the two girl began pleasuring themselves. He grabbed Ashley's hips again, pressing the tip of his hard cock against her ass. After a little resistance, he was in, grinding his hips against hers, feeling the length of his cock slide into her ass.

It took twenty minutes before the moans became louder as both girls shuddered into an orgasm. Nick couldn't hold out any longer and shot his load deep inside Ashley's ass. As he withdrew, his come leaked out, trickling down her ass and thighs.

Francesca climbed off the bed and motioned for Ashley to follow. Ashley stood up, her legs shaking. Francesca kissed her passionately as she lead her into the bathroom.

Nick followed and watched as Francesca began running the bath, pouring scented oils and bubbles into the tub. “Get in,” he urged Ashley, nudging her.

Stepping into the water, Ashley gasped at the heat. Francesca climbed in and immediately began washing Ashley's body, soaping up her breasts, pinching her nipples. Ashley's head fell back as Francesca kissed it, her tongue tracing an invisible trail over her collarbone then back up to her jaw.

Nick decided now was the perfect time to take a quick shower and watch the show. He's dark hair matted to his forehead as he watched through the glass as Ashley began massaging Francesca's breasts, tweaking the nipples between her fingers before sucking on them. He watched with desire as his girlfriend slipped a finger into Francesca's waiting pussy. Nick began stroking himself as he watched both girls play and explore each other's bodies. He groaned as he watched them kiss. It was the most erotic thing he had ever seen.

Francesca stood up, the soapy suds dripping from her bronzed flesh. “Looks like our time is up,” she said, her accent lingering in Ashley's ears. She lent down, pressing her lips against Ashley's one last time before grabbing a towel and making her way back into the room, leaving Ashley alone in the bathtub.

Nick followed, handing Francesca the money for her time. “Thank you,” he said as he watched her get dressed. “I know neither Ash or I will forget this.”

Francesca smiled and kissed his cheek. “You're welcome any time,” she replied. “I enjoyed myself and I know she did too.” With that she left the hotel room, cash in her purse.

Nick returned to the bathroom to see Ashley's hand caressing her breasts, tweaking her nipples which were still hard as diamonds and snaking one hand down her thigh to play with herself.

“Did you enjoy yourself?” he asked, running his hand through her hair.

Ashley nodded. “I did,” she replied, taking his still hard cock in her hand. She began to stroke him before flicking her tongue across the sensitive head.

“It's an affair to remember.”

Lessons

She stood center of the room, her wrists chained high above her head, and her long blonde hair cascaded down her back like a golden waterfall, while her blue-green eyes were wide as she watched him.

He sat in a chair, staring at this gorgeous woman.  His eyes drank in the sight of her body.  Her eyes, her lips, the curve of her breasts and hips.  As his eyes followed the length of her legs, his mouth twitched into a smile.  He had chained her legs apart, not so wide that it would be uncomfortable, but wide enough that she couldn’t move.  As it was, she was struggling against her binds.

Standing, he made his way over to her.  Her nipples were taut, begging to be licked and sucked.  He gave one a sharp pinch that caused her head to fall back as a moan escaped from her lips. 

She cursed him, her words filled with venom, but her eyes were pleading with him to continue his torture of her willing and aching body.

It was all a game.  She was his to do with as he pleased.  Most of the time, the pleasure he bestowed upon her wasn’t for his own gain but rather hers.  But as for the way she was right now, wrists chained above her head, back arched, legs spread…this was all for him.

In their game, there were days when she wanted something more…intense…than what had come before.  And on those days, she did her best to piss him off by refusing to take orders.  She would always say “I am my own person.  I have my own mind.”  He would just laugh at her and remind her that yes, while that was true, her body belonged to him.  That usually caused her to poke her tongue out at him and hope that he was going to bend her over the dining room table and fuck her until she begged him to stop.  But today was different.  He had flashed a wicked smile before throwing her over his shoulder like a caveman and carrying her out to the back shed.  To everyone else, that’s all it was.  A shed.  But to them, it was a dungeon. 

Whips, chains, paddles, leather cuff and contraptions made for 16 century torture rooms filled the small space. 

Once he had stripped her of her clothing and secured her in her binds, he had taken a seat across the room, cup of coffee in hand and watched.  She struggled.  She groaned.  She cursed his existence.  But the whole time, he could tell, she loved it.

Now that his hands had found their way to her breasts, tugging on her erect nipples, she was close to climax as her gasps got more audible.

Then nothing.

She groaned in frustration as she felt his hands slide away.  She swore under her breath as she watched him with a menacing gaze as he walked over to the far wall.  When he turned around, the murderous look in her eyes was gone, replaced by fear. 

In his hand he held a small ball gag.  She had been gagged once with an ex partner and hadn’t liked it very much.  She already felt vulnerable with her hands secured above her with no means of escape.

He walked over to her, lowering the gag down by his side.  His hand cupped her jaw, his fingers tracing over the flesh of her cheek.  “Don’t worry, pet,” he said softly.  “You’ll still be able to communicate with me.”

“I will?” she asked softly, her voice quiet and timid. 

He nodded and without saying anything else, thrust the gag between her lips.

Her eyes closed as she felt him secure it behind her head.  It was much different to last time and as she tried to say his name, she was surprised that she could.  Yes, it was somewhat muffled and didn’t quite sound like his name, but sure as she had ears, she could hear it loud and clear.

He stroked her cheek lovingly again.  “See, I told you that you had nothing to worry about, love.”

Her response was mumbled. 

Chuckling to himself, he walked back over to the other side of the room.  His hands lingered over toys, trying to decide which one he wanted to use on the disobedient slave.

His hand grasped a large vibrator.  Checking to see if the batteries were still fresh, he smiled as it hummed violently in his hands. 

He returned to her and traced his hand down over her belly to the smoothness of her freshly shaven pussy.  He toyed with her clitoris with his thumb while he pushed two of his fingers deep inside her.

Her head fell back as she groaned with pleasure, rocking her hips back and forth in hopes of getting herself off on just his fingers.

With one swift thrust that caused a startled yelp from her, he pushed the vibrator into her already twitching pussy.  He unchained her feet before turning the vibrator on and forcing her legs closed.  With a nylon cord, her tied her thighs together before dropping down lower and doing the same to her ankles.

She cried out as an orgasm washed over her.  Her body shook violently and sweat tricked down her nose.  She was drawing in ragged breaths as the powerful vibrator, that was buried deep inside her, continued to pulse and throb causing shockwave after shockwave to course through her.

Every nerve felt like it was on fire.  The dampness and the juices of her excitement seeped down her thigh.  She wasn’t sure how much more she was going to be able to take.

Her head snapped up as she felt something cold against her backside.  Craning her neck, she could see him.  His hand was on her hip as two of his fingers slid in and out of her ass, coating it in lubricant.

He released her hip and began pushing the enormous head of his cock deep inside her ass.  She cried out, closing her eyes tightly as the pain of the entry electrified every part of her being.

“This is what you get for being a bad girl,” he said as he began working himself in and out of her ass.  She grunted and groaned, breathing deeply through her nose as the sensation of being filled at both ends overwhelmed her.

He could feel the vibrator pulsing inside her.  He could feel her body convulse as a quick but powerful orgasm rocked her.  She moaned, a string of drool sliding out past the ball gag, landing on the concrete floor.

He began picking up the pace, his thrusts going deeper into her.  She was soaked in sweat.  Her hair was matted to her back.  He moved it to one side and kissed her shoulder.  He could feel she was close again as her body convulsed for the third time that afternoon.

She was pulling on the restraints, shaking her head back and forth, whimpering as he continued to fuck her ass hard.

“You are to come again,” he whispered in her ear.  “And when you do, I’ll come with you.”

She grunted a response and felt his hand snake around her thigh, his fingers slipping in between them and began rubbing her clitoris with a furious motion that she was in danger of coming more than once.

Her back arched, her ass pressed against his hips as her fourth and final orgasm washed over her.

As her body shook, she felt him thrust the whole length of his cock into her ass.  A warmth seeped through her and she knew that he had come too, just like he said he would.

She whimpered as he withdrew from her.  She could feel his come leaking out from her.  Her eyes were still closed as she fought to control her breathing.

She felt him untie her legs so he could remove the vibrator that was still pulsing deep inside her.

He lowered her arms, unchaining them and letting her collapse in his arms.

“Have you learned your lesson?” he asked her, running his hand through her matted hair and removing the gag.

Looking up at him with glazed eyes, she nodded. 

“Yes, Master.”