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predator - Page 33 - The snake comes for Claire - By fernwalker - Overview
You were mixing a pair of Virgin Mary’s for a couple of grade school teachers taking a break from their work when you noticed a shadow moving in the storeroom.

Casually you pressed the record button on the media button on the CCTV system, making sure that the video went to the card you would take home with you tonight, all the while keeping up casual conversation with the teachers who you had been flirting with.

On the screen that was angled so that only you could see it the moving shadow revealed itself to be the snake. A talking snake was really the silent partner in the bar that most people thought that you owned.

In reality the snake had invested the money, letting you keep most of the profits, while the snake took it’s own payments, of which young Claire would be this month’s instalment.

The snake’s tongue flickered around Claire’s face, tasting her perspiration and the subtle perfume she had chosen for the job interview that she had hoped would be the start of a successful career.


Her hair, cut in a very fashionable bob, slipped into the snake’s mouth.

You watched as her pretty face slipped from view, the soft lips that you knew would have felt so good if you’d ever gotten a blow job now consigned to the snakes belly as jaws opened wider to take in her shoulders.

You imagined that she might have moaned as her breasts were squeezed down the snake’s throat, maybe dreaming of a passionate embrace as she could never have imagined being swallowed alive in a down town bar.

It was hard to concentrate on mixing drinks while watching the snake work down Claire’s abdomen, especially when it’s swallowing action tugged her shirt loose from her office skirt, but fortunately a female attorney who had just won a case started making out with one of your servers. You had tried to control your reaction to watching Claire being eaten, even holding your hard cock over the open ice bucket behind the counter but it wasn’t enough to cool your interest but fortunately no one noticed when you started to beat off behind the bar.

You thought it was a bit of a waste, having a girl as good looking as Claire reduced to snake bait, but given the alternative was you becoming snake poop you would just have to accept the situation.

It was only when you saw Claire’s pantihose and shoes disappear from sight that you quietly shot your load, adding a coating of cum to the ice.

With the snake retreating into the shadows with it’s meal you put away your meat and went back to your normal work, knowing that you would watch the recording of Claire’s end many times before you saw her again.

At least you knew that in a few weeks you would find a small pile of ‘dust’ on the floor of the storeroom, which would be all that would remain of the career minded woman.
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