1. 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

    out. She enclosed her mouth on him, moaning, feeling his balls tense up. Ulysses erupted in her mouth, lying back on the bed as he came. Trina drank every last drop of his cum, sucking and licking his cock clean. She wiped her mouth, smiling as she curled up into Ulysses’ arm. Richie watched her slowly run her hands up and down Ulysses’ body, and after several moments, she was still – asleep. He exited his hiding place, staring at his mother’s naked body, guilt over taking him. “This was the last time I spy on her. I’m done,” he thought to himself, before he snuck out to walk to his car. Trina and Ulysses had sex in the shower that morning. She said goodbye to her friend, suggesting they could hook up again if he’s free. He liked that idea, kissing the nude woman goodbye at her front door. Trina called her sister, Kelly, getting her voicemail. She took a nap and later left for her afternoon shift. * Sitting in her patrol car, Trina called Kelly again, no answer. She sighed, shrugged and got out of the car. She adjusted her bulletproof vest, not that she had any need to wear one on her route. She didn’t wear a bra with her uniform. Her breasts weren’t huge, but the tight vest and clothing was more uncomfortable when a sports bra was thrown into the mix. It didn’t really matter, no one could tell. Trina adjusted her pony tail, putting her hat back on and went to talk with an elderly resident. She often visited them, spending more time with the older senior citizens, listening ...
    to them tell stories and asking them questions. If she missed catching someone going 10 miles over the 25 mile per hour limit, Trina didn’t care. It helped her get through a boring shift and lifted the spirits of the residents. After Trina’s “lunch break” at 8pm, halfway through her shift, she got a call to stop by a rowdy party at the house of one of the few younger families that lived nearby. The parents were out of town. She put a stop to the loud music, telling the kids to disperse; they listened and gave her no problems. Standing at the door of her car, watching a few of the remaining teenagers drive off to find something else to do on a Saturday night, Trina was struck on the side of the head by something very hard. Limbo Trina woke up with a splitting headache. Everything was blurry. She heard a muffled male voice in the room, followed by a female shriek. Then nothing. Her right temple was throbbing. Seeing a blurry shape move away from her, she touched the sore spot, it was warm to the touch. Trina saw red on her middle and ring fingertips. Wiping her eyes, hoping her vision would regain its sharpness, she saw more red on her hands. Whatever hit her earlier, made a sizable gash on the side of her head. She wiped as much blood off her face as possible using her tank top. In the process she was able to see what she had on her. It was nothing. Her uniform, weapons, everything was taken. All she was left with was her white tank top, and white, boy shorts panties. Then she ...
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