1. A Day in the Life


    Date: 10/14/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Female / Girl, Masturbation, Slavery, Torture, Violence, Author: lonelywolfboy, Rating: 75.8, Source: sexstories.com

    overhang of rock a few dozen feet from the bottom of a cliff face. As she had learned in her weeks of following the old cat, he enjoyed taking a dune buggy out into the desert as often as his “work” would allow him to. This particular day though he was in for a surprise. In her arms she held her favorite rifle. An XS-1, which fired the .338 Lapua Magnum round. Her bullets however carried and extra something special in them this day. Each round she carried held an explosive core, wrapped in tungsten steel. As she looked over her equipment one last time she saw the dust cloud that was Salvio riding around in the dirt. Another thing she loved about the XS-1 was the scope it came with. It tracked wind speed and direction, altitude, humidity, distance, all the things she needed to know to calculate her shot. Made her job that much easier, but then again what else did she expect from a $20,000 weapon system. She watched him for a bit. Letting him enjoy his last few moment alive. Then as he started to head closer to her location she attached her silencer, just in case he had his goons out with him, and began to line up her shot. She took a deep breath, held and right as she released she squeezed the hair trigger on the rifle. A soft, psst came from the barrel as the bullet raced out of the barrel at 3,000 feet per second. A moment later a small “clack” was heard as the bullet made contact with the engine of the buggy, stopping it dead in its tracks. She had to fight not to laugh ...
    as the old cat coasted to a stop, just 300 yards form her position. His face clearly visible in her scope. He looked around, pissed that the engine on his machine dared to leave him stranded in the woods. He then got out of the vehicle and began to inspect it. He found the cause soon enough, a small hole in the engine block. Confused now he began to look around. Colleen though was already lining up her shot, but waited to pull the trigger. He pulled out his phone, and began to dial. Once it began to ring he placed the phone against his ear. No doubt he was calling for someone on his team to come get him, it was in this moment that Colleen took her shot. Another soft psst, came from the gun, and an instant later, the back of Salivo's head erupted into a fine red mist. His body went limp and he dropped to the ground dead. Colleen remained silent however, as she slowly began to pack away her gear. Once tucked away she carefully began to free climb her way back down the cliff face, her claws were not made for climbing, but did make the task a bit easier. Once she reached the bottom she found her way to the small recess where she stashed the dirt bike she used to get out here. She packed her gear, placed her helmet on and speed away, taking the little extra time, to create some confusion in her tracks, in case his goons where smart enough to search the area, and start following tracks. Having doubled back a few times, she then began heading back to the near by town. She awoke form ...
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