1. Shredder Part 1


    Date: 12/31/2014, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, Blowjob, Bondage and restriction, Cannibalism, Cock & ball torture, Cruelty, Death, Drug, Humiliation, Mind Control, Non-consensual sex, Oral Sex, Rape, Slavery, Snuff, Torture, Water Sports/Pissing, Author: PJ Wolfwalker, Rating: 80, Source: sexstories.com

    Eddie heard Christine’s screams fill the basement like a chorus of banshees over the howling roar of the big chainsaw, her wild-eyed, terror-driven fear through the blue haze of smoke that poured from the saw. The chain sprayed oil on her bare abdomen, between her bare breasts, up her neck, into her open, screaming mouth and eyes. Her terror was palpable, alive; it coursed through Eddie like a heroin rush. Swinging away from her so suddenly the tip of the whirring chain grazed her shoulder as she lunged up and away in a futile effort to break free from the police-issue handcuffs he’d used to manacle her to the overhead pipe. She shrieked from the sudden pain as he spun to face Sandy, Christine’s best friend, who was hung from a beam opposite her, just five feet away. Sandy’s head hung dejectedly, terrorized for too long to have spirit to fight as Christine did, looking at him with eyes wide with fear, body rigid with fright as he passed the tip of the saw down slowly before her eyes, chain oil spraying her face, only an inch from the whirling cutting edges, gagging on the smoke that belched from the saw toward her. She froze as he slowly moved the bar of the saw down her body, oil spattering her neck, the cleavage between her full breasts; down her belly that suddenly turned itself to water as she pissed herself, shitting involuntarily as the breeze from the big logger’s saw’s oil splash moved below her navel. Eddie knelt on the floor in front of her. She could feel the hot ...
    oil spray on her parted labia, which Eddie had shaved bare the day before; when she’d come with Christine to get her things from his house after she’d left him and told him to get lost. It was when she picked up several small boxes and turned to head toward the stairs Eddie hit her from behind with something heavy, knocking her down the stairs, unconscious. As Christine ran up from the basement to see what the crash was, he was behind the door waiting, and with a hard shove, knocked her backward down the stairs to the cold concrete of the basement. When she came to hours later, she was naked, tied to Eddie’s bed. She didn’t require a doctor to tell her she’d been raped repeatedly, from the raw sensation in her crotch. She’d been out about five hours and it was getting dark outside, though no one knew where to look for her and Sandy. She was the one who’d convinced Sandy to get out of the three year relationship and come share her new apartment... She hadn’t even opened all her things yet, her phone wasn’t getting hooked up ‘til next week, her mail wasn’t redirected. Sandy had lived with Eddie in a big old house formerly belonging to his uncle. It was set way back from the road, a mile outside the town limits, with no neighbors for half that distance. Located right on the county line, Eddie paid a little land tax to both counties, each assuming the other collected for the house and barn. He had electricity from a metered pole near the road, phone wires that ran the length of ...
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