The black stone, part 3. To understand this story, you should read part 1 and 2.
Mark and Fiona's journey continues with more perversion, extreme sex, and violence.
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As Mark waited outside yet another changing room Fiona (Collette) bounded out to show him her latest choice of outfit, in the last 3 hours he had seen various skirts and dresses some short and others even shorter but this was different. Fiona looked immaculate in a business suit, the skirt and jacket were grey with some sort of pattern sown in to the hem of the skirt that was just above her knees. The jacket was form fitting and accentuated her slender waist and jutting tits it had a pattern that matched the skirt. Slipping on some grey shoes with a 2" heel she did a twirl for his approval, his look told her all she needed to know.
Fiona's next stop was the hairdressers. As he walked back to the car with her purchase's he couldn't help but add up the cost, he was staggered to arrive at a total of nearly Β£1400. He smiled as he remembered that only a week ago he had mugged and came very close to killing a woman for Β£75 cash and a couple of credit cards. He was very happy with the way things had turned out, but something was missing, a plan started to form in his head.
Mark went through all the clothes in the boot and eventually found a pair of tights, shoving them in his pocket he walked up the ramp to the upper floors of the car park. As he walked he was checking for cameras and security guards, he saw neither and started to relax.
Looking around he saw several cars and heard the door at the other end of the structure open. Heart racing, he hid behind a pillar, pulled the tights over his head and watched the man walk towards him. The guy was in his 30's, well dressed in a pin stripe suit. In a flash Mark was all over him savagely hitting him in the face and neck. As the man slumped unconscious Mark dragged him behind the car.
As he went through the man's pocket's he found and pocketed some cash and a swiss army knife. Pressing the button on the remote key he saw the BMW next to him flash its lights.
Looking around Mark carefully checked the floor, satisfied he hadn't left anything incriminating behind he started back down the slope but returned behind the pillar as he heard the door of the car park open again. He watched as a young women started to walk toward him and the BMW, as she got closer she started to look around and call out "Marcus".
Mark jumped her, a sharp jab of his right hand silenced her scream. Laying her on the floor he saw that she was a plain looking very petite women, maybe in her late 20's. Taking his time he undid her blouse and pushed her bra up exposing her small tits topped with puffy looking nipples. Ripping her skirt and panties off he saw a completely shaven very pink lipless pussy.