1. Ahriman: The Evolution of a Serial Killer 4


    Date: 7/23/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, Bondage and restriction, Cruelty, Death, Extreme, Horror, Male Domination, Murder, Torture, Violence, Written by women, Author: gl0771, Rating: 77.3, Source: sexstories.com

    useless, and he watched, his cock growing harder, as her eyes rolled up in her head. She slumped in his hands, and he loosened his grip, leaned in to make sure she was still breathing, and dropped her to the ground. He went to the trunk, got the rope, and proceeded to bind her tightly with her arms behind her back, and her thighs, knees, shins, and ankles bound together. Then he strapped her into the car. He didn't cover her mouth, though. He wanted to hear her screams as he drove home. They would make him ready to fuck Kaneez until she passed out. He had driven for about twenty minutes when the whore next to him moaned. He glanced at her and grinned. He waited a few more minutes, and then she opened her eyes and looked around wildly. "What the fuck did you do to me?" She struggled against the rope. His right hand shot out and connected with her jaw. She let out a scream, and he grabbed her hair, forcing her to look at him. "You so much as let one drop of blood get in this car, bitch, and you will regret it." "Wh...What are you going to do to me?" He laughed, and it was as if the temperature in the car dropped twenty degrees. She shivered at the depravity of the sound and stared at him, wide-eyed. "Are you going to kill me?" He grinned at her, and his eyes went dark. "What do you think?" She screamed then, and she thrashed against her bonds. The scream went on and on and on, and he got harder and harder and harder. He reached into his jacket, pulled out a black silk ...
    handkerchief, and then freed himself from the confines of his pants. Her screams continued as he jacked off, making sure he kept his speed just below the speed limit. It certainly wouldn't do to be pulled over now. He could feel his balls tighten, but he released his cock long enough to grab the whore's hair again and turn her face toward him. "You just get to watch, cunt! Don't look away!" He resumed his motions, and it wasn't long before he grunted and shot off into the handkerchief. The whore hadn't stopped screaming, but she kept her eyes on him. He balled up the fabric, reached over, and shoved it in her mouth. "You like to eat cum, right, whore? Suck it clean before we reach home." He watched out of the corner of his eye as she tried to do as he said, but the most she managed to do was soak the cloth with her spit. Eventually, she slumped in the seat, with whimpers being the only sounds she made. The drive home seemed to take minutes instead of hours, and when he pulled up in front of the house, he took a deep breath. After extracting the whore from the car, he hoisted her over his shoulder. She fought him the best she could considering how she was bound, but he was larger and stronger than she was, so he carried her into the house, and brought her to the basement. He bypassed Kaneez's room and walked down the hallway to a second steel door. This one had only a standard lock, but he left it open for now. After pulling his handkerchief from her mouth, he dropped the whore to the ...
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