1. Rape: He Said – She Said


    Date: 6/19/2015, Categories: Fiction, Extreme, Rape, Snuff, Author: 90lbsofDynamite, Rating: 83.9, Source: sexstories.com

    hated me and just wanted it over. He said The bitch said she wanted to die and I told her I would killer as I wrapped my fingers around her neck. I squeezed both hands around her pretty neck cutting off both blood and air. Her eyes bugged out and her mouth was agape as her tongue rolled around. All the while I pummeled into her tight tunnel. Her body began convulsing, twitching, shaking uncontrollably in her death throws. Her tongue lulled out of her mouth and her eyes went white as they rolled back in her head. God, there is nothing like the feeling of a whore dying why you get a nut off inside her. I kept pounding I knew she was gone still I hammered away in her cunt. Until I felt it build up, she may be gone but I was still going to spew my seed deep inside her. I felt it move from deep in my balls all the way up the shaft then it exploded out inside her. Pulling out I stood up and pissed all over her. I then wrapped her in a plastic drop cloth putting bricks in with her. I tied it up tight and tossed the dead slut in the back of my pickup truck. I drove the dark streets out of town up into the hills until I came to the deep old pond. It had been a strip mine. Just an old hole in the ground hundreds of feet deep filled with water. I dumped her in and watched as she slipped under the black water. I was safe no one had ever recovered any of the bodies from this dark watery grave. Getting in my truck I drove off and went home to get some much-needed sleep. She Said The cold ...
    woke me, as something wet slowly covered me. I struggled to breathe and realized I was in something. I was wrapped tightly in nasty cold plastic. I clawed and scratched I felt the wrapping began to tear then my hands were wet. I wiggled and wriggled my head was free. Opening my eyes, I could see nothing but blackness. I struggled hard pulling free from the plastic tomb and my body began to rise. Oh my God, my ears hurt from the pressure. I raised my arms above my head and pulled down while kicking my feet furiously. The pressure was tremendous. It was as if the weight of the world pressed on me. The water was so cold, as cold as death it held me tightly. The water did not want me to be free. I struggled kicking wildly clawing the water with my hands I tried to get to the surface. I worried what would happen when I got there. Would my rapist be there? It was so hard I moved as fast as I could. Without warning I broke free on the surface. I sucked in the air vigorously. I thrashed about and heard a motor off in the distance. It was moving away. Treading water I waited listening till it softly faded away in the cold night air. I swam to the shore crawling out on the rocky bank falling face down. I breathed in the frigid night air thanking God I was still alive. Shame welled up inside of me and I hated me for what he had done to me. I hated him as well. Slowly I tried to get my bearings. I had no idea where I was. I walked for what seemed like hours following the old dirt road. At ...
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