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Shredder - part II
Date: 12/31/2014, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Body modification, Bondage and restriction, Cock & ball torture, Cruelty, Death, Drug, Humiliation, Mind Control, Murder, Snuff, Torture, Violence, Author: PJ Wolfwalker, Rating: 77.8, Source: sexstories.com
snapped shut and from near his feet, the sound of a crank turning. Deep in his memory he remembered a guy who worked for an undertaker telling him about steel coffins having a lock that was cranked shut and kept the coffin airtight for twenty years. He screamed, trying to claw the lid, but there wasn’t room to move. Outside, Christine switched on the lights, walked over and knocked on the lid of the coffin. It went quiet inside. “Eddie?” she called. A muffled response. “Have a nice death, you sick son-of-a-bitch!” she yelled. Outside, the big rental truck stood by the door; all the antiques or things of value from the house on board. The coffin stood in the middle of a pentagram painted on the living room floor in tar, with red death marks, pieces of Sandy’s body scattered around on the floor. As she was about to leave, Christine went to the basement. Returning, her gloved hand set the big chainsaw on top of the coffin lid. She’d drop back in a few days to make sure all was well and thought how the heroin in the capsule she’d dropped down his throat just as he was coming to would be kicking in soon, in a race to see whether he’d suffocate from lack of air or overdose on smack first. She went out, locking the door behind her and drove away in the truck. The stuff in the rear was sold the same day and the truck went back a day early. Heading to her apartment, she bought a paper, which had a sidebar story about the theft of a coffin from a local funeral home two nights ...