Characteristics: Long brown hair, clear blue, 1.74m, wearing a blue jeans shirt, black trousers, white and pink sneakers.
Scene: An abandoned depot at the harbour, where Anna wakes up from a drug indused sleep, to face her killer, a serial rapist and murderer. >>4422
I turned the photo in my hand, as I silently opened the front door of the big suburban house… which was almost a villa. Two redhead girls and an asian girl with glasses. The text on the back was written in an exceptionally beautiful handwriting.
Thank you MissParker for being so understanding about Janines choice. You are a great woman.
Ting Wang , the name of the Asian girl… most likely Chinese or taiwanese, it had such a ring to it. The other two girls were Janine and Jennifer I presumed, I knew that from the earthen sign that hung on a small hook on the Pillars in front of the garden gate. It had shown four persons as little figures with names over their heads. One male and three female. The males name was John, the largest females name Clara. The names over the next smaller female figure was Janine, and the name over the smallest was Jennifer. It also showed the family name: Perkins.
Well… John and Clara may have been awesome, but they were also very dead already. They did park at the wrong diner in the wrong part of the country… my part, or at least the part where I temporarily resided. It was dark already and a little chilly due to the November weather when I got to them. They were on their way away from home, I figured that out from the side of the road at which the diner was located and the home address that was stored in the navigation. And they seemed to plan to attend to a classic concert… Schubert… according to the tickets which I found in the woman’s handbag, in the city, and it hadn’t started yet when I got to them. It was always nice to piece together something about their lives after I took them... it made the whole ordeal more special.
When I first saw them, he had taken a piss and came from the toilet… while she had gotten herself a coke from the diner. While she drank, they were talking about their three daughters. Their bad luck was only, that they chose the wrong diner for their short rest.
I followed them to their car… a van... family car… and then I snuffed them. First him and then her.
His tuxedo was obviously tailor made, while her evening gown was red with a lot of cleavage, yet still very wearable, blood red, so it remained only marginally spoilt by the blood of her husband and her own cut carotid artery as she gurgled blood while I raped her over her husband’s corpse. I still remember the feeling when her body cramped due to the blood loss around my hard dick, making her body milk me for my seed, and the moment her gaze went rigid and dull while she fell limp almost immediately before I came in her.
A nice car they had too… with a lot of space. I used it to drive to their home. At first, before I found the photo with their daughters, I almost doubted if my lust hadn’t been quenched already… yet as I saw the two redhead girls… they clearly resembled their mom… especially the oldest redhead teen. I estimated her at 17 and the younger one, with the short hair and the braces, at 12… probably 13. The asiabitch in the back could have been 16 or 20… those asia girls were always looking young for a long time… so she was probably older than I guessed at first.
In order to be prepared, I took Viagra, I didn’t need it for medical reasons, yet a prolonged session of sex with these two hotties… and I wanted it to be prolonged… called for severe measures. And severe they were… 100mg… the largest dose… easy to obtain if you snuff the right apothecary, and definitely worth every milligram of it.
I smiled in anticipation while driving with a hardon. Also… I thought that the whole idea to go there was born from practical considerations. If I killed them too… it would give me a few more days, before anyone would miss the parents. I knew deep inside that this was not the REAL reason I was driving there… but it was a reason… and that was all I needed.
Standing before the door now,I saw that there was light in the back, but the hallway seemed to be dark, so I turned the keys in the lock silently, entered silently and carefully snuck through the hallway illuminated only by my flashlight.
I heard moaning sounds, definitely sexual and high pitched like the asia bitches tend to do. I remembered the Asian girl from the picture, Ting?. Could I really be this lucky? It seemed so… I took my breath slowly, and moved forward even more carefully. But if she was here… then the younger sister would have to be in bed already… this early? Was her bigger sister really this selfish? If it was as I thought I would have to find the young one first and gag her in order not to alert her sister… or kill her immediately, but that would be a waste if I couldn’t rape her.
As I approached the living room, I switched off my flashlight., The light was on in there anyway and I didn’t want to alert them of my presence…yet.
“Hmhmmm… Dear god… Ting… you eat her out so good….” I heard one voice say, and another one answered, with a slight Chinese accent… “We… should have done this earliar Janine… she is so ready…” Then the first voice again…: “What do you say Sis… are you ready… shall I get my strapon and deflower my own sister in front of my girlfriend?”
Another voice, definitely younger, answered, slightly unsure, but definitely intrigued “I… I… should we really… ? I mean…. uhmm …okay… I think yes… I really would like you to be the one… Sis… oh dear … this… feels so wrong…, what if Mom and Dad…“ to which her sister answered: “Mom and dad won’t be home for hours… trust me… they are still on their way to the concert…”
Well that was half right. They won’t be home soon… or anytime ever. I disposed their corpses in some wilderness. I realized my hardon now, brought upon by the dirty talk of the three girls and the Viagra. Goddamnit, they were really seducing the younger sister to a fuck…
I heard the younger voice again, this time with a slightly lewd undertone though “Then.. let’s do it sis… fuck my virginity out of me…” to which her sister answered “Ooookay… I am gonna get the tools of the trade…”
I was so hard… my prick poked against my jeans almost painfully, almost distracting me from the task at hand. I couldn’t listen to its urges though, I had to concentrate. I quickly withdrew through a door just before the lights in the hallway went on, closing it up to a slit through which I saw the gorgeous redhead teen, Janine, pass by and vanish through the opposite door into the bathroom. She wore nothing but her pink bra, and I could see her sex exposed from behind between her well rounded buttocks. She had freckles on the small of her back, probably more of them further up, but they would be hidden under her straight ginger hair. She also had them on her face. I knew that from the photo.
In the living room I heard her sister moaning while…well… obviously Ting was doing something to her… most likely something involving her tongue… or so I imagined.
As the older redhead sister halfway closed the door behind her, I slipped out of my room, snuck to the living room door and closed it silently, such that, whatever noise Janine would make when I overpower her… it would not alert Ting and Jennifer. Then I produced a handkerchief from my pocket and soaked it in some chloroform out of my backpack, from which I also took two ropes… Things that were actually my “tool of the trade”, and snuck over to the bathroom door, just in time to hear Janine contently claim “Ah… there it is…”
Then everything had to happen quickly. I caught a glimpse of her as I opened the door, and before she was able to shriek I put my hand with the handkerchief on her face: She was strong, yet I, having done this time and time again, was more skilled and stronger. I turned her towards the mirror, and saw her eyes widen as she could see us, my scarred face behind her, my black hair that was slowly turning grey, and my eyes with their cold gaze of grey steel staring back at hers. I smiled… she panicked.
She struggled, her wide eyes showing the panic that she was going through, I could literally see how her mind connected the dots, and what would happen to her and her sister and girlfriend. No sound escaped her though, even if it was hard for me to hold her and prevent her from topping over anything that could alert Ting or Jennifer of anything suspicious if it broke audibly.
I held her… felt her strength fade in the same way I saw her fear increase in her eyes…. My smile got broader… I enjoyed this sight. I would have preferred not to use the chloroform, but I deemed it too dangerous that one of them could escape if I had to handle them all at once,so I had t take themout one by one and secure them for later handling.
Only when she let go on the strapon, a blackish thing with a HUGE dildo, I would let go of her and let her slide to the ground slowly. “You wanted to fuck your virgin sis with that? You are almost as sadist as I am girl…” I whispered into her ear, imagining she would hear it through her drug induced haze, but knowing it was just my imagination. It was more for my own gratification than for her. Quickly I turned her body so it would lie on the stomach and bound her hands and feet with the ropes from my backpack. Uncomfy things, prone to let her chafe her wrists, but Janine would become a lot more uncomfortable and much more hurt anyway…
I also noticed her scent, how similar it was to her mothers, the same sweat, the same strawberry shampoo. Freckles all over. I couldn’t resist and gave her pussy a good lick, which I extended over her belly and then up to her neck ending it at her lips which I kissed in lewd anticipation… Then I hid her in the shower which was located behind the door if it was opened, so one wouldn’t see her if one came in. I hid with her, knowing well that soon her girlfriend would look for her, giving me the opportunity to catch her too.
Divide and Conquer. Easy. I still felt the lust, the rush and the anticipation, but now I had to concentrate and I did.
The moaning stopped… a door in the hallway opened, and a voice “Janine? “ her girlfriends voice, just as I anticipated. Steps closing in, the sound of bare feet on the tiles of the hallway… then a shadow as the smallish asian teen entered. She adjusted her glasses, looking left and right and then when her gaze turned for the mirror, I pushed the door to the side, leapt out and put the chloroform handkerchief onto her face too… shifting her glasses into a skewed angle, such that it almost fell off during the following struggle… yet only almost. Sexy nerd… I thought to myself. The chinese hottie was not nearly as strong as her girlfriend, so she seemed to be the beau and Janine most likely the butch, the masculine side of their budding but soon to be cut short relationship.
Also that job would be taken now, for the rest of their last miserable remaining hours…
When the chloroform did its job finally, and Ting fell asleep in my arms, I draped her over Janines body, face to face, before binding her hands behind her back with the soft belt of one of the two pinkish bathrobes that were hanging next to the shower, Janines and Jennifers, according to the names that were embellished. I bound her ankles with the other one, tested the knot and then, content with my work, turned for the living room.
On my way I unbuckled my belt, and let my pants slide through the ground, the clinking sound very audible as it hit the tiles. I grunted… subdued as it may be, but probably audible even by the girl that waited patiently in her parents living room. There I stood in the hallway, blackish pullover, but nude from my waist downwards, my rigid cock poking in anticipation about what I was about to do. I knelt and took my combat knife from my pants girdle…
“Uhm.. Janine? Ting? Did you want to trick me? This is not funny… this is no prank is it?” I heard from the living room, Jennifers sweet teen voice even infuriating the lust in me more. I was rock hard… due to Viagra and anticipation.
The odd noise from the hallway must have alerted the naïve thirteen year old… and so the voice of Jennifer changed… anger made way for anxiousness… “Janine? “She asked… then “Ting?” I grinned. This was what I wanted. This was what turned me on. Her sister and her sisters girlfriend were in the bathroom, asleep still, and bound if they woke up… giving me plenty of time to “care” for this little slut.
I stepped through the door and into the living room. Allowing the nubile young girl to see me, and me to see her. She had a pokemon shirt on, a little skirt, yet nothing underneath, I could see it, the way she sat on the floor. Her pink panties were removed and lay next to her on the floor. A little wet spot in the greyish rug betrayed the act that she and her sisters girlfriend had performed and I am absolutely sure it was not all saliva that had tarnished the fabric…
“No… No prank… but fear not… you WILL lose your virginity today… while I murder you… and it will hurt“ I heard myself say, and in this moment she began to scream… and what a nice scream it was, high pitched and full of terror,
I leapt and caught her just as she tried to get up, pressed her down easily with my weight and held my knife to her throat…. “Your sister can’t help you now… little girl… no one can… I am gonna rape you now and if you don’t behave I will kill you right now and then rape your little corpse… do you understand?”
Her eyes welled up in tears yet she nodded. I brought the knife to her chest, slicing the yellow body of Pikachu in two halves. I tore on the shirt with my other hand and the weakened fabric tore open, revealing her tiny nipples on her juvenile tits. “B cup… at least. If you would live longer, I would say you could grow as big as your sister… ”
“No.. please no mister…” I heard her whimpering sobbing voice,” let me go please… I will do anything…”
I had heard this before, but it had the same sweet tone as always to me… even more so now that it came from such a young beauty. I smirked wickedly, signalizing her that I did not care in any way for what she wanted… that I even enjoyed her fear… before I licked her face with my tongue… like an animal that was testing his prey.
“Yes.. you will Jennifer. If you want or not…”
“Mom and dad will be home soon… please mister…”
“Mom is dead… and your dad too… how do you think I got the keys and address?...But rest assured, your death will not be any less painful than your moms… or even less degrading…”
Then she started crying… uncontrolled and almost violently, while I pushed up her skirt and put my dick to her pussylips… hard as hell and throobing already… “But first things first… you ought to be be raped… otherwise it would be only half the fun wouldn’t it you dirtly little rape cunt?” Then I pushed and she screamed. She was tight as hell, and I never had a girl this young so I was… pleasantly… surprised. “Hmm… “ I moaned…. “I think I just deflowered you…” I said, snow holding the knife to her throat again, and holding her down with my other arm. “You little slut… wanted to have sex with your sister hmm? Now you gonna get it… I am gonna fuck your pussy and cum in it and then I am gonna cut your beautiful little head off and fuck your gullet and cum through it into your mouth too… hmmm…”
“Noooo please… MOM… DAD…. JANINE!!! “, she screamed, sobbing tears audible through her broken voice. I estimated that her sister would wake up soon, given how strong she was… and then she would be forced to listen how her sister was being raped and murdered by a serial killer… I imagined the horror it would infuse her with, and felt how I became even harder and more aroused, now within the little sluts pussy.
I fucked Jennifer violently, raped her almost carelessly, pushed my cock into the little teen cunt again and again while she cried and cried and cried… “hmmm yes… cry little girl… let your sister know how much you suffer…” I said, and ran the knife over her tits, cutting into her skin and releasing small rivulets of blood that ran down her freckled skin until they colored the two tattered remains of her whitish pokemon t-shirt red.
Then I heard her sister… she had woken up…
“JENNIFER…JENNIFER!! LET HER GO YOU PIG!”
This was the right time…i just waited for one last scream of the little fuckslut which I raped the shit out right now…
It was cut short and ended in gurgling. Loud enough that even her sister would know… I had cut the little girls throat mid word, and blood was spraying all over me and her, coming from her punctured carotid… I saw the terror in the little girls eyes as the knowledge that she would die was dawning on her… she would try to scream but could only gurgle… She would try to breathe but for no effort, her throat was cut and blood sprayed from it in the rhythm of her heartbeat,
I fucked her even harder, made her body shake with the impacts of my cock deep in her pussy. “NIKRRKRKKGLGLCHHHH” came from the little girls mouth, blood bubbling form her lips, kissed away by me as I intensified my ride… and then I felt it.. felt my approaching orgasm…
“mhmm… probably you can do what your mom couldn’t while I raped her on your fathers corpse… probably you can feel me fill you… before …you…DIE… Jennifer…“
Her eyes were wide with terror, she sobbed gurgling bloody tears from her mouth, while I pushed my cock into her wet twat relentlessly.
I grunted like an animal, barely able to form the words :”Yes… Die you little slut...die while I fuck you…unh…unh…unh… die while I cream in you… unh..unh…unh”
I knew her sister would hear my words, try to escape the knots with which I had tied her ankles and wrists, yet for no avail, panicking as she heard her little sister die at the hand of a serial rapist and killer, yet unable to do anything to save her.
It made me cum.
I grunted my orgasm into the living room, and saw how the little girls eyes flickered in her last attempts to stay alive, breathing with gurgling, smacking and squishing sounds through the new hole in her throat… while blood formed a pool under her, completely spoiling the rug beneath her, blood that ran over her nubile body in rivers, until soon the rhythmical pulsating of the fountain at her the throat, which fed the flow, subsided…
Soon it became a steady flow, followed by her cramping violently as her brain released some last epileptic orders…. Legs.. arms twitching, body tensing and milking sperm from my cock and into her dying body. And then, when the little girls eyes finally turned blank and rigid, when she finally died, even though her muscles were still twitching… I came the last drop of my orgasm into her cramping pussy.
“Yess….” I groaned.
“YOU…YOU… I WILL KILL YOU!” I heard from the bath. Given how there was no sound coming from her little sister anymore, and how even my primeval grunting was gone, Janine would, deep inside of her, know that the deed was done. Her little sister was dead. There was still a little hope to cling to though… everyone would have it… some last… “probably it’s just a trick to make us docile” or something. A nagging insecurity that would just enhance her fear.
I decided to ease said insecurity…
I raised from the corpse of the litte teen and grabbed it by its hair, which was short, but long enough to allow for this. Then I went for the bath, dragging the lifeless body behind me. The sounds alone, as I dragged the corpse through the hallway of their home, must have been unnerving for her sister… because what else could… or would… I drag with me…
Then I entered the bath and positioned me, so Janine could see me, past the head of Ting who was draped on her and who was still sleeping due to the chloroform, even despite Janines heartwrenching screams:“No…. god… NOOOO…NOOOO… JENNIFER!!!” which subsided into violent crying when I let her dead little sister’s corpse fall to the ground, and she finally realized the truth. Jennifer was gone. It was always something else if one finally saw it. She broke… one could almost hear it in her sobbing.
“NOOOAHHAHAAHHHHHAHHAHHHH!” she cried, eyes red and swollen, yet still, in an inexplicable way sexy… at least to me. She was laying there in a corner, her girlfriend on top of her, so she wouldn’t have a good sight at all. I had to change that. I took Ting and draped her over the rim of the bathtub, head inside… feet outside. She was still asleep, even though she would also wake up soon. She had just been smaller and thus the drugs had a bigger impact on her. Not for long anymore. Then I turned for Janine, an evil smile on my face, which was very much sprinkled by her sister’s blood., and dragged her over to the toilet where I left her lying with the best view on what I would do to her girlfriend, and the corpse of her little sister.
With a few pushes I got rid of my shirt and pullover, showing my tattoo covered upper body. Not the nice kind of tats though, the one you got from very evil places. A women fucked on a guillotine while her head was already in the basket… a woman fucked while hanging… the sentence: “Die bitch die” in large gothic letters written over my upper torso… all this and an evil smirk on my lips and an insane fire in my eyes would tell her what kind of person I was…
Well I had just murdered her sister… so she would know anyway.
The Chinese slut was hanging over the bathtubs edge, not the most comfortable of places… but it would soon be even more uncomfortable. She moved as I approached her but her bound ankles and wrists cared made it impossible to get far.
“What…? Where…?” where the first words that the chinabitch spoke.
“In Hell…” I answered while I opened up the tap, and closed the drain. Janine stared at me, shook her head and begged me “No..please no… do with me as you like… just…please let Ting go…”
True love… I was almost jealous. Take me instead… a plea aiming to create compassion, while in fact only creating more lust in me to destroy her…
With my left I held Ting on the bathtubs edge, even as she started struggling. With the right I shoved the tab lever to the deep red hot side.
“No.. NOOO!!” both girs wailed in unison. Janine added “please…please mister… No… take me… don’t hurt her please…” Yet I didn’t listen. I ripped down Tings black panty, which was part of a very tasteful black lingerie… definitely something the china-bitch wouldn’t have thought she would die in, revealing her shaved cunt with a carefully left out little strip of black hair remaining… “Tasteful…very civilized” I commented. “Someone who is as tasteful as you Ting, will be horrified to die in this bestial and painful way…” I added, just to make it more gruesome. Then I stepped behind her and rammed my raging cock into her cunt.
Soon steam was coming from the bathtub as the water turned cooking hot. Ting struggled, but I held her firmly with my left while I raped her violently, looking over to Janine with a smirk on my face, from time to time.
When the water reached her brow, Ting started screaming, and her struggling gained a desperate note. I laughed… and fucked her even harder… ramming my cock in. I pounded the asian cunt with relentless fervour, knowing that this would hurt her too.
”Yes bitch… suffer… the heat will cook your face while I rape you…hmmm” I shouted, and behind me Janine answered “No..PLEASE… NO…. MISTER….yet the sentence got drowned in her tears already.
I answered her plea with “Yes… you chink bitch… die, die, DIE!…” as I was already caught in a relentless raping frenzy. Ting would die… and Janine would be forced to watch.
Soon Tings voice was only gurgling her screams, as the hot water reached her mouth. I didn’t stop. I fucked her cunt and then switched to her ass… only to go back to her cunt again. Harder and harder she did struggle, and her girlfriend screamed curses at me from behind… that she would kill me… that she would cut off my balls, only to fall back to begging for her girlfriends life again, almost without time in between. I took myself some “pity” as I felt how soon Ting would drown… this was too quick anyway… and lifted her head from the boiling water, almost burning my fingers in the process, by pulling on her long black hair.
She sucked in the air like a … well… drowning person… one big gasp… rattling and hoarse… she had a beet red face due to the heat… Then I laughed and released her head, letting it fall back into the steaming hot water again.
“Oh Janine… she suffers terribly… you should see her struggling under water… Shall I rather fuck her from behind and make her kiss your sisters lips? Make her spit my seed onto your dead sisters tongue? “ I asked… with a terribly sadistic plan in my head.
The answer came immediately “Yes.. please… do that. Just stop please… don’t kill her…”
A spark of hope….
That was about to be quenched…
I laughed as I pounded the asia bitch. “I will… but not as you think…” I answered Janine’s desperate plea with gruesome sadistic pleasure. Ting’s struggles subsided, I felt, that she was a goner soon, and so I answered “Oh… I will do both… murder her and make her spit out my seed…” My hands grabbed the Chinese teen girl waist and I fucked it without restraint, her meat being my fucktoy... and nothing more… not stopping as I felt her struggles getting desperate, not stopping as she cramped in deathfight, and not stopping after her body went limp and I saw her breathe out her last breath in bubbles…
Janine screamed. “you Monster… You Monster!!!” while I fucked her… former… girlfriends corpse further…Then I came in the corpse that had been Ting and grunted my unending sadistic pleasure into the foggy bathroom air.
“NOOOO… YOU PROMISED…You promised!!!”
I turned away from the lifeless asian teen and let her corpse slide to the floor next to the bathtub. I had enough of Janines voice for now. She was way too demanding anyway. As if I would listen to anything she said… I ripped off her bra, lifted it up and gagged her with the pinkish fabric. “Patience… you will see… I am a man of my word…” I heard myself say, yet the redhead must have thought I would have lost my mind already… Ting was dead… she wouldn’t do anything anymore. I heard her moaning, most probably cursing me through the fabric of her own bra… yet I didn’t care. I grinned at her.
“I am a man of my word…so now I will fuck her and make her spit my seed onto your sisters tongue… “
I went into the kitchen and got myself a meat cleaver from the drawers. When I returned I saw Janine staring at her little sisters, and her girlfriends, corpse. She was in shock… eyes wide and panicking. Slowly she must realize that she would be next. I didn’t care. I took the meat cleaver and hacked through her sister’s neck first. Then I did the same to Ting, whose body, now dead, lost less blood than Janines sister had done… yet leaked enough still to form a puddle on the bathrooms floor. Janines face was pale already, and Tings was paling too. It was still warm though, which was nice, knowing what I would do.
While I did all this Janine stared at me disbelieving, shaking her head, as if she wanted to wake up from a very bad nightmare. Yet she wouldn’t… from this nightmare only her death would release her.
Viagra took care of me still remaining hard as I turned for Janine, holding Jennifers head in my right, and Tings in my left. I stood before her and savoured the shock and fear in the eyes of the ginger sexbomb, the absolute disbelief that this was really happening and the slow realization that it was anyway. “Promise is promise” I stated, almost factually, before taking Tings head and pushing my cock through her gullet until I could see the cocktip almost leave her lips. I grunted while fucking her head through her neck, enjoying the slick grip her esophagus had on my rigid cock, and pushing through until my cockhead parted her lips from behind. I did this right in front of Janine who was beyond words due to the perversion and brutality of the act. At least I heard no moans of protest, yet most likely because she couldn’t believe what she was seeing. Faster and faster I moved her girlfriends head up and down my cock, like a masturbation tool that was still very warm from the hot water and thus a pleasure to my meat as it was plowing through her gullet and mouth cavity. The sensation of her lips parting for my cock was especially nice…
I had held Jennifers head in my other hand, her dead open eyes like silent observers. With a swift movement I pushed my long cock through Tings mouth and made it stickout from her lips as far as possible. Then I took Jennifers head and pushed her head with its mouth over my cocktip and the rest of what was sticking out between the lips of the dead Asian bitch,until both heads kissed. I pushed on the back of Jennifers head to make the “kiss” last while I fucked her mouth through the head of her sisters girlfriend.
The sheer obscenity of the act, the fact that Janine as watching all of this in terror, and the warmth of Tings throat, while Jennifer was already growing cold, drove me to another climax. This time I felt it down to my balls, painful even as I had cum twice already within the last hour, as I shot my seed into the young teen girls dead mouth. I withdrew quickly to also grant Tings tongue some of my sour sperm. It was enough though. As I lifted Tings head from my now bloody cock with slurping smacking noises, a few gobs of sperm ran out of her dead mouth and over her lips, which were turning pale from bloodloss already.
I showed it to Janine, held it in front of her, turned Tings head such that the droplet would run from her lips, and into the half open mouth of Jennifers severed head, where it cot caught by Jennifers bracelets before seeping through the little gaps between her teeth. “See… she did spit it into her mouth… very obediently…”
I put Janine in between the corpses of her sister and her girlfriend, and even positioned the heads of the two girls such that Janine must stare into their dead faces. Then I bound her restraints, the one holding her ankles and the one holding her wrists together, such that she wouldn’t flee. I stared into her eyes one time again, saw them swollen with tears and wide with fear. Her whole body was trembling for fear actually. One last smirk and I went for the kitchen and grabbed some snacks from the fridge. I was hungry… my body needed some nutrients to replenish seed and vigor. All the time I heard how Janine tried to get up, heard her groaning in exaggeration, yet I knew it was for no avail. She would just chafe her wrists… stupid bitch.
After plundering the fridge, I wandered through the house, it was really big and of the rich kind. The family had money… well… did have money… and I would take at least a few things with me. Yet at the moment my mind was set on finding other things. The basement would have what I needed I figured… And I was right… down there it took me only a few minutes to find the right door. Daddy’s toolroom… bingo.
I took a medium sized hammer and a little wood saw,,, I saw more tools too, even a motorized hedge trimmer and a chain saw… but I didn’t take them yet. I reminded myself to come down here again later, before I left. For now though those two tools, Saw and Hammer… would suffice. I still fetched my combat-knife from the living room though, as a plan had taken hold in me, as I returned upstairs.
It was my shadow that first alerted Janine of my presence. The bra in her mouth was wet with saliva, glistening as she tried to get rid of it yet couldn’t as I did bind it profoundly.
There she lay… legs bound to her ankles… and panicked as I approached her, with those tool in my hand. Knife and Saw fell to the ground… clanking as they hit the blood red tiles, while I swung the hammer… I wanted to rape her, I wanted to fuck her and be between her legs, yet bound like this it was not possible.
I would make it possible though.
I knelt next to her, nude, my hard-on poking upwards, bloody still from her sisters and girlfriends blood, and swung my hammer. “There…” I shouted, as I hit her ankle with the hammerhead. Then again, harder… and then again harder, until I could hear a crack. I hit her again, with force, broke her feet and her lower legs, smashed them with this blunt tool. She cried, screamed, yet her screams were muffled through the pink bra that now worked as her gag. I saw how her lower leg and ankle started to turn blue, and then continued the process with the other leg. “YES…” I screamed, while hitting…”YES…JANINE… I WILL MAKE YOU SUFFER…” Kneecaps broke, as did elbows, as I continued with her arms, while I shouted obscenities, grunted at her like a wild animal, saliva dripping from my mouth, spitting into her face as I crunched legs and arms with her father’s hammer. In the end, her hands, arms, feet and legs were broken, battered, blue and useless. With those she wouldn’t go anywhere soon. Or do anything stupid. Then I finally released her from the rope, and her limbs immediately fell to the side.. making her groan in pain as they hit the floor. As I anticipated… not usable anymore… but hurting like hell at the slightest movement.
I spread her thighs, rubbed her slit. She wanted to squirm but every movement did put her into a world of pain. I took my knife and cut the bra from her lips, accidently slicing her lip, such that a droplet of blood quelled on it which I kissed away. She was a sobbing mess… her chest raising suddenly with every breath that she took, with breathes coming in staccato rhythm…
On a whim I rammed the knifes thick sharp blade into her right tit, right into the large areola around her nipple. I would have preferred to slice her nipple too, but the movement was too fast.. too careless and so I punctured her teatskin next to the bud… shifted it to the right, while I put my weight into this stab. The metal sunk deep into her titflesh, and then even deeper into her chest, between two ribs. Then I turned, cut her flesh and cut a hole into her right tit… cut out her areola and tore the flesh out, leaving a gaping hole that was of undeniable attraction to my hard cock. Meanwhile I heard er rustling breath. I knew that one of her lungs did just collapse and that she was only breathing with the one side that was still intact. The wounds were severe enough to kill her if I just left her, be it from the bloodloss, or blood running into her areolas… And this turned me on … knowing that I already murdered her if she remained unattended…
Anyway… I wouldn’t leave it to chance. I would decide how she would die. I would murder her proper.
I knelt over her and grabbed her head, pulled at her hair, which she, beneath all that pain, barely noticed, or so I thought. Then I led my cock to the bloody gaping hole in her chest and pushed it in. It was quite wide already, so it felt more like her moms cunt then her sisters, definitely not as tight as I would have wished, yet it made up for it by the feeling of her raising chest and her heartbeat within. Further and further I penetrated her tit and chest, until I could feel my cockhead stroke her beating heart inside… or at least flesh that was directy connected to it. Then I started fucking her… raping her titflesh, harder and harder, until her body bounced back and forth, limp arms hitting the tiles with each merciless push of my hips.
She groaned in pain, having ran out of tears, and her body trembled too ,signalizing the sheer agony through which I put her.
I meanwhile felt her beating heart against my cock, knowing that I would snuff this little bitch and make it stop, and this thought finally made me cum, made me cream in her chest cavity and onto her beating heart… I hadn’t thought that I still had so much cum in me, yet I was pleasantly surprised of course… even more so as I heard her gurgling voice. She had coughed blood already, her lips were red with her own blood and glistening with slimy secretion, some mucuous from her severed lung, that should have never left her body, yet did so because of me.
Through all this her rustling voice said… lowly…
“No… “ I answered. I got up, and left her on the floor, she wasn’t able to go anywhere anyway. “No… not yet…” I added, and her rustling breath and the mixed in sobs infuriated my sadism even more.
“Please…” she said… yet id didn’t listen.
I went to the kitchen and got salt, pepper and vinegar. The vinegar I poured over the black giant dildo of her strapon, which was still lying n the bathrooms floor where Janine dropped it as I overpowered her. Then i poured salt and pepper over it, which stuck to it due to the vineage in a layer of white and brownish yellow.
“Please…mister… kill me…”
I positioned myself between her legs, positioned the strapon to the right and the woodsaw to the left of her body. My hard cock found its way against her womanhood… Yet… I found it needed more lubrication. Her body was in shock, fighting for its life and not in the mood for sex. Her cunt was dry.
I would rape her anyway…
Tools of the trade… k-jelly... I went back to my backpack and got it.
After I had soaked my cock with k-jelly from my backpack, another indispensable tool for all serial rape-murderers, the penetration was considerably more easy. I pressed my cock in, past her cramping pussylips and further…
Inch by inch I opened her up, which must have been awfully painful in its own right, yet nothing against what her arms and chest were putting her through of course. I raped her so, that her arms and legs, which I draped around my waist as if they were the legs of a lover, where shaking violently and thus adding the pain of being forced to move severely broken limb into the mix of agony.
Her face betrayed it. Her breath was fast, coming in barely controlled staccato like rhythm, and her body was tense, to counter the pain. Then my right hand grabbed the strapon with the vinegar, salt and pepper coating and plugged it into her newly cut out tit-cunt.
She screamed… not loud, due to the state of her lungs, yet I knew it was the absolute maximum she could muster after all I had done to her. Satisfying.
Again and again I removed and pushed the starpons dildo into her tit, while I did the same in her cunt with my rigid prick… hard, relentless. I saw, by her grimace of pain, by the way her gaze went into the void, that the act.. that the pain almost cost her mind…
“Yes… I screamed, and soon the strapon in her tit became something to hold on, as I started to rape her body proper. A handle whose long plastic “root” with salt and vinegar on it moved through her chest cavity with every push in which I forced my meat through her tight pussy.
“Please…Mister… kill me…” She begged…
And I smiled.
My left grabbed the woodsaw and while I rode her like a rodeo horse, holding the strapon with my right hand like a cowboy was holding the handle on the saddle, while I made her legs and arms flail uncontrollably, and rubbed burning salt and vinegar and pepper into her chest wound and bloody titflesh, thus leaving her in a world of pain, I prepared to snuff her.
I put the sawblade to her throat and groaned “Now… Slut… Now, you will die!”
Then one sawing motion and another one …One sawing each time I pushed, and the drawing back each time I withdrew. Three pushes until a fountain of blood sprung from her throat, spraying her red lifejuice against me, covering my chest, my lips and my face with its hot presence. More fucking… more sawing… I was halfway through her neck when her body cramped and twitched in its very last fits. It made me cum. There was not much cum left , but what I could muster I spat into her dying cunt, increasing the pressure on her neck while I came, such that it only took two more sawing motions until the head rolled off into the puddle of blood that was hers, her sisters, and her girlfriends.
I collapsed on her corpse.
It took me almost two hours before I finally was able to get up…calm down. I did murder them all.
I took a shower, and even washed their bodies and heads, which were now pale and dead, and with bluish lips. Then I clad myself, and collected all things which I thought could be useful or valuable.
I waited till way past midnight before I carried their corpses out to the car and stowed them in the trunk together with their heads so i would have fun with them for at least a few days before I would leave them to the maggots and got me other playtoys.
Then I took my loot, stored it on the backseat, and drove off…