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

    Trina grit her teeth, using all her strength to strangle him with his own whip. Finally, he went still, gurgling, then silent. Trina climbed off him, out of breath, her arms sore, looking around at the tied up women. She untied each one, all of them thanking her. The last woman paused, smiled, and slowly licked a shocked Trina’s face, smiling as she swallowed the cum her tongue gathered. Trina watched them leave, then looked to her arm. She shrugged, licking her right forearm clean. “Alright, that’s enough, I need to focus.” She grabbed the empty shotgun and kept going, leaving a trail of cum and blood behind her. Gluttony Trina heard another gunshot in the distance, further down the hall. Pausing at the next door, she heard something else, something disturbing. Slowly opening the door, crouching down, peering into another darkened room, she snuck in. Trina smelled a disgusting odor. It was blood mixed with something else. She couldn’t quite place it. Then she heard the heaving, the barfing. Scanning the room she saw another naked man, doubled over a tied woman, vomiting on her, the light of a small lamp in the corner behind him. “Ugh. Well that’s nasty,” Trina thought to herself, shaking the image from her heard. Scanning the room she saw more women, each of them similar in one regard – they were all slightly to morbidly overweight. Then she saw the body, the source of the blood, on the floor next to the lamp. She could barely make out the mutilated, butchered remains of ...
    a person. Next to the body was a pile of material. The woman looked as though she had been skinned alive. Trina heard more heaving, the man of this room, preparing to vomit again on the next woman. Trina made her move, sneaking to the side of the room, then, like a predator, stalked the man. She stood behind him, raising her shotgun in the air, and bringing it down with all her might on the man. He doubled over, blood oozing out of his skull. Trina noticed he was wearing a similar double-dong, strap-on dildo like the man in the previous room. “What is this? Their uniforms here?” She wondered, quickly assisting the women in the room, telling them to get out. Trina heard another sound, a whimpering whisper. It was coming from the butchered body. The woman was still alive. Trina kneeled next to her. “He, cut,” the woman struggled to say. Trina lowered her head, her ear just above the woman’s mouth. “He cut off…” the woman sniffed, “fat.” Trina glanced to the pile of bloody material next to the woman. She nodded, realizing what was done to this poor woman. When Trina looked at her once more, she was still, eyes half closed. Trina closed them all the way and left the room. Greed There was a man using a toilet on a side hall area. Whoever set this hellish place up, kept the plumbing working. A single light above him lit up the small bathroom. He finished up, not bothering to flush. Looking at his face in the mirror over the sink, he saw movement behind him. It was too late. His ...
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