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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

left in the nine millimeter – six. She watched the other women grab the two remaining weapons and lead the way out, hopefully to a full police force waiting outside, ready to storm the place. Trina turned left down the hall, after seeing the women disappear to the right. “They’re leaving!” she heard a man yell as a door 20 feet ahead of her opened. She was too slow; the dazed state from her fight, dulling her speed and reflexes. The man opened fire toward her. Trina slammed into a door to her left, barging into another nearly pitch black room. Landing on the floor, more pain coursed through her, taking her breath away. The low light from the hallway was obscured by a man, looking down at her, his body a silhouette. Trina raised the gun as best she could and shot him in the chest. She quickly stood, looking down to his lifeless body. She slowly turned to her right shoulder, blood was pouring out of the bullet hole. Things started moving in slow motion. Trina slowly turned around, facing the darkness in this new room behind her. Her left rib and side, just under her left breast was met with a powerful blow from something dull and sharp at the same time. Time still crawling, gunfire in the distance echoing, Trina slowly looked down to see what looked to be a baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire stuck to her left side. She watched it pull away from her body, ripping and tearing her tank top, blood oozing out of the wounds. She looked forward, seeing the man who did it, the man who ... apparently oversaw this new room. She watched him rear back, ready to swing at her head. Trina raised the gun and shot him in between the eyes. She fell against the wall, sliding downward; a trail of blood from stab wounds was left behind her. Trina sat on the floor, holding her left side with her trembling right hand. “Ok, so this is bad. This is getting pretty bad. I’m in a lot of pain,” she said out loud to a silent room. “Never been shot before, and I’ve never been hit with a baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire. Seems like Richie watched some kind of wrestling show that had that. Anyway, um, here I am, sitting here, still alive, talking to myself.” Trina looked around the room. In the light from the hall, she saw nothing but blood, mangled bodies, presumably of the women brought here. An arm nearest her had the word “liar” cut into it. “The cum bath was nice,” she continued, her breathing shallow. “Well except for whatever was at the bottom of the tub. It wasn’t a pleasant surprise. But taking a bath in semen? Fairly erotic in my opinion. Any of you ladies agree?” There was no response. No whimpering in pain or breathing in the room – only the silence of death. Trina couldn’t tell how many dead bodies were in there, but it appeared pieces of women were everywhere, strewn about the room. “Childbirth. That was rough. That was worse than this. But,” Trina paused, talking to no one alive, thinking of her son. “It was worth it.” “Alright. Well, I’m going to keep going. See if ...