Encased in concrete

...and every time I saw my girlfriend at the bakery opposite, she came over and whispered in my ear when there would be another action. I could remember the last time I'd let off steam on her body and yet she still let out a whispered thank you afterwards. I knew she would put up with anything.

So I activated the sadist from the other end of town and drove with both of them to the building site, which had been abandoned for many years. Then we tore off her clothes and gave her a gag. The sadist stirred the cement with a straight face. Shortly afterwards, the girl was filled with this cement. I had expressly told her beforehand that she should close her eyes tightly. After all, cement can be very dangerous. In between she tried to make me understand that her cunt was burning. I simply ignored it. After all, it was hard to understand her with the gag in her mouth anyway. After about half an hour the work was finished. We left her in the warm afternoon sun for about 2 hours and watched as the concrete slowly hardened. The beer was very tasty. The girl moaned a little, as the concrete was certainly etching in various places. But she still remained brave.