1. It’s Sin to Kill a Tomboy


    Date: 8/26/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Ass to mouth, Blowjob, Death, Male/Teen Female, Rape, Snuff, Young, Author: 90lbsofDynamite, Rating: 60, Source: sexstories.com

    by limb. Pulling her pants up as she ran to the door. She turned and hissed at him, “You got a little dick. I changed diapers on babies with pricks that big.” She ran out down the stairs she hid her bike then concealed herself at the base of the bleachers. Getting up he put his cock and balls back in his pants and zipped up. Running out all he could think of was he had to find her and killed her. He couldn’t let the bitch tell on him. Running down the stairs as faster than had run up them he again took two steps at a time, coming to the bottom he felt something hit his ankles and he tumbled down head first. Swift and agile, she ran up behind and hitting down stuck him the back. He screamed out and she hit him again. Then she struck him another time. Something cracked loud and Mr. Heckler whimpered that she had broken something. “I think you broke a rib and one of my shoulder blade, you fucking tomboy!” she hit one of his legs time after time until there was a loud crack. “Damn it bitch, you broke a leg.” She smashed the bat down on one of his hands then. At that point she reached under him and unbuttoned his pants, unhooked his belt and pulled down his zipper. “Let's see how you like it up the ass Mr. Heckler.” Pulling his pants off his ass checks she shoved the handle of the bat into his butthole. The endcap found resistance but she pushed hard and it slid in. Hard she pushed then yanked it nearly out only to shove it back. In and out deeper each time. She thrust the handle ...
    inside of him until all the grip tape was inside of him. She pumped his rectum for a long time. He screamed for help, pleaded for her to stop, his eyes cried tears of pain from her abuse. Yanking it out she forced him over on his back. “Give my dick a blowjob you fucking micro-picked son of a bitch.” She put it at his mouth, “Clean all your shit and blood off of it first,” following her instructions his heart rushed with fear. When he finished cleaning it, she bashed it into his mouth, shatter teeth. She plunged it into the back of his throat and jerked it out and back. He gagged and spewed spittle which plummeted back to his face. The look on her face was harsh, mean, with no sign of mercy. He was in fear of his life. “I’m going to kill you, bastard! Not sure what I do after that. But you are dead motherfucker!” She stood up and raised the bat over her head then struck it down on his chest. Time after time she raised the bat and then smashed it down again to the mark. Ribs cracked, the bones in his arms shattered. She hit his face, his crotch, and legs. Repeated each blow several times before moving to a new mark. She beat him long after he died. Wiping the blood from the bat she then washed in and dried it. She got one of the equipment bags and rode her bike home. She went to her house and got the spare EpiPen’s. Alex shoved them inside pocket still inside their plastic boxes. Making up her mind was easy. She wanted to do this it for a long time. What would happen now she ...
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