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Policewomen: Trina's Inferno

Date: 8/11/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Bondage and restriction, Cruelty, Death, Extreme, Horror, Male Domination, Murder, Non-consensual sex, Rape, Snuff, Torture, Violence, Voyeurism, Author: tw_holt, Rating: 82.4, Source: sexstories.com

window pane. The only thing left for Trina to do was to leave. There were two rows of SWAT team members lined up on either side of the door. “Ready? On three,” a Sergeant whispered. He counted with his fingers, and was about to open the door when it opened from within. They drew their weapons, ready to fire, watching it slowly open. A woman appeared. Her right shoulder and arm was bleeding profusely, she had several bleeding stab wounds on her left side, her face was beaten and bloody, she was limping, her back was covered in more stab wounds and blood, and her chest had a long, horizontal slice across it, her nipples dripping blood. The men lowered their gun. One of them spoke up. “Tr-Trina?” She turned to the direction of the voice; the SWAT team member took off his helmet. “Oh hey, Mike,” she managed to smile. His mouth hung open, unable to reply. Trina looked around, seeing ambulances in the distance, EMTs treating victims that escaped. “Say, Mike, you think there’s a spare EMT that can look me over real quick?” Trina collapsed to her knees. “Over here! Now! Move it!” the Sergeant yelled in the background. Two EMTs rushed over, her sister, Kelly following them, draping Trina in a towel, assisting her to lie down. * Trina woke up with a splitting headache. Everything was blurry. She heard a muffled male voice, pleading, crying somewhere in the room. She slowly opened her eyes, recognizing the voice. It was her son. “Please wake up, I need you mom, please. I’m so sorry, ... I’m so sorry,” her son was crying, holding her hand, his head resting on the rail of the bed. Trina didn’t know how long she was asleep. Light was coming through the window, it looked about mid-day. The room became less blurry. Trina cleared her throat. “Sorry for what?” she quietly said. “Mom!” Richie wanted to hug her, but didn’t want to hurt her. Trina smiled, extending her left arm, bringing him in for a hug. “I’ve been here all night, I didn’t think you’d wake up,” he cried into her good shoulder. “No, I’m fine. I must’ve dozed off for awhile,” she joked. Most of her head was wrapped up in bandages, her arm wrapped and in a sling, she felt like she was covered in stitches, the IV unit delivering medication, taking the edge off the pain. Richie nodded, ending the hug, staring into her blue eyes. She caressed his face, staring back at his. The nurse interrupted them, entering the room, checking her vitals, bringing her a tray of food. When she left, Richie helped her sit up. “So what are you sorry for?” Trina asked taking a few bites of jello. “Mom,” Richie began. “I saw you, I mean I looked at you while, um,” he gulped and sighed, guilt overcoming him. “I watched you and that guy, you know – “ “Have sex?” Trina asked, smiling, putting the spoon down. “I’m so sorry. I guess the thought of losing you made feel like confessing. Please, please forgive me. I just – “ “Richie, stop,” Trina placed her hand on his. “I know you’ve been peeking in on me for the past few years. If you ...