Murder

I shall fuck your corpse tonight!

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I Shall Fuck Your Corpse Tonight – Digimon lemon by MISTER BIG T. done for ”Author of the Month” contest. WARNING!! This is an ultra-violent, extremely gory, and very fucked up torture/guro story. Do NOT read if you’ve got weak stomach or if you’re offended by such content!!! To all the others, let’s get this party started! I’ll bring out the meat grinder and the lesbians dressed as sows!! ^_^ “Greetings whomever reads this, Who I am, does not matter at the moment. I am not going to explain my motives, nor will I tell about myself. I am merely going to tell you what’s happening to my beloved doll after what took nearly months to prepare. You may know me or you may not… and if by a strange twist of fate, you will …

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Bk 1, Ch 7: The Carrot and The Sword

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Sigurd cleared his throat loudly a short distance away. Gently, I laid the girl’s head on the wooden planks and stood. Sigrid’s back was turned as he busied himself rifling through a basket of goods. “What is it, Sigurd?” “My Lord,” he responded, turning towards me. He must surely have seen and heard what had just transpired, but he made no mention of it. He and I often disagreed on things, but I could not have asked for a better subordinate. “My Lord, we are clearing the last few houses now. Torstein reports success on the beach, and nobody made it past our archers. What are your orders?” “Finish clearing the houses, but don’t worry about looting the place just yet. We’re here to stay so it can wait. Get our dead and wounded in …

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Crossblade Re-post

/ Categories: Death, Fiction, Interracial, Murder, Older Female / Males, Prostitution, Rape, Teen Male / Female, Violence / Death, Fiction, Interracial, Murder, Older Female / Males, Prostitution, Rape, Teen Male / Female, Violence / By

In a small London council estate, crime is as common as the sunrise. Muggings, rapes and assaults happen daily. The police have grown lazy in their futile attempts to crack down on the criminal plague. If you saw trouble all you could do is keep your head down and walk the other way. Eastwood school was a breeding pit for criminal scum. 95% of students would go on to become the scum of London. The other 5% would go on to become their victims. Daniel Green was one the 5%. Along with his friend George. They weren’t afraid to walk around the crime ridden hell hole. But they knew to stay out of trouble. Daniel was just finishing his final class of the day with George. Maths was their favourite. They were the only ones …

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STOMP!

/ Categories: Cruelty, Death, Fantasm, Murder, Snuff, Teen, Torture / Cruelty, Death, Fantasm, Murder, Snuff, Teen, Torture / By

The blonde woman sat in darkness, taking occasional drags from a menthol cigarette that she had been nursing for at least 10 minutes. “Hm…” The blonde woman sighed while looking at her cell phone, 2 : 59 a.m. The blonde woman sighed again loudly and muttered to herself “can’t for once they be early? They know how my anxiety gets to me when I am waiting like this” she said power hitting her cigarette down to the filter. The blonde woman looked at the cigarette and swore before throwing it to the ground and crushing it under her big black boot heel. The room she was in resembled that of a 12th century dungeon, with chains on the walls, several torture devices and the fresh, blood stained corpses of previous victims. “SCREEEEEEEEEEECH” A door opened …

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Allison’s Story, Final

/ Categories: Death, Horror, Male/Female, Murder, Non-consensual sex, Rape, Science-Fiction, Violence / Death, Horror, Male/Female, Murder, Non-consensual sex, Rape, Science-Fiction, Violence / By

The next three weeks went by in a blur. I was actually sore from all the sexual activities Allison and I shared. I was surprised that she was not raw, in every orifice. I arrived home each evening to find the place immaculate, a warm meal, and a spectacular lover. It was absolutely wonderful. I could see this going on forever. About three days into these proceedings, I took Allison out on the town. We visited clubs, ate exotic foods, and purchased clothes, shoes, jackets and more clothes. My small three bedrooms home was soon being overrun with the purchases. To her credit, Allison always thanked me for whatever we found, and purchased. She showed her appreciation in any number of ways, both in and out of the bedroom. I was initially wary of Allison, …

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Snuff Letter – Erotic Murder Investigation

/ Categories: Death, Fiction, Murder, Necrophilia / Death, Fiction, Murder, Necrophilia / By

I step into the apartment which shows traces of violent struggle. Trash and broken furniture lie along the walls. I walk further into the apartment and feel the smell the dead pussy. It is a sweet and heavy smell and my cock hardens as the scent gets stronger. Whoever has died seems to have emptied her cunt of all its fluids. I step into the kitchen and is met by a total chaos. Three women in short dresses lie dead on the floor in degrading positions. A dark-haired woman sits against the wall with a kitchen knife rammed up her hairy pussy. A short-haired younger woman lies dead, frozen in a doggystyle-like position, exposing her pussy. Then we have you, as the crown of the work. You lie on your back in a puddle of …

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Nebraska lesbian ice cream social 2

/ Categories: Cruelty, Death, Girls / Female, Murder, True Story / Cruelty, Death, Girls / Female, Murder, True Story / By

One warm summer like October evening in Nebraska some lesbians were having an ice cream social. Some lesbians were getting nervous that they might run out of “Rocky Road” ice cream. Just before that in Beach Park Illinois Jimmy Craktcorn burped because he had just eaten a large, thin-crust pizza with cheese, sausage, pepperoni, onions, anchovies and mushrooms. It was yummy, and the toppings were just what Jimmy Craktcorn liked on a pizza. Soon, Jimmy Craktcorn cut a fart that stank so bad it smelled like something crawled up his ass and died. “Dude” said Jimmy Craktcorn to no one “That stank so bad it smelled like something crawled up my ass and died. I’d better call Harry” Jimmy Craktcorn picked up his land line phone and dialed his friend Harry’s number. “Hello” said the …

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A Family Betrayal Chapter 39 alternate ending

/ Categories: Asian, Black, Cruelty, Death, Fiction, Horror, Murder, Non-Erotic, Romance, Violence, Wife / Asian, Black, Cruelty, Death, Fiction, Horror, Murder, Non-Erotic, Romance, Violence, Wife / By

It’s been a weird couple of weeks since Father’s Day. My family has been coming together supporting one another. There has been a few other changes which have caught my eyes…Simone and Vanessa. Both have well been flirting with me, and showing me affection other then a niece to her uncle. I have been a bit worried about the way they come up to me in front of my wives and loves placing their arms around me and kissing me. It’s at those times I hear giggles. I look to see Simon, Lisa, Savannah, and Megan to see them smiling at me. I don’t know what they expect to happen, but I shake the thought from my head. I have even told those that have my heart my thoughts to only get smiles with their …

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Beasts of Feldwater Part 1

/ Categories: Blowjob, Body modification, Consensual Sex, Death, Fiction, Monster, Murder / Blowjob, Body modification, Consensual Sex, Death, Fiction, Monster, Murder / By

A lone figure walks down the streets as I traversed the rooftops of Feldwater’s dark back alleys. I must introduce myself, I am Andrew Robert Cochrane the Fourth, Born in 1678 , died in 1700. You must have inferred from my birth year that I am no normal person. I am a Ghoul, one of the various paranormal creatures which live in this forlorn city, which has seen many unearthly deaths. I look like a normal 28 year old man, not counting my cat-like eyes, black batwings and long sharp talons on both hands. I have unruly blonde hair, blue eyes when I look normal and red eyes when I am a monster. You may ask what I was doing there at about seven in the night, just running through the rooftops. To answer your …

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Of Rats and Men_(3)

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In his dark gray van, the man followed the teenage girl through the nearly abandoned streets. It was a quiet, starless night; he could just barely glimpse the girl as she walked underneath the dim streetlights and through the silvery moonlight emitted by the glowing orb far, far above. Up ahead, the girl stopped at an intersection, waiting for the few cars to cross, and the man had a chance to look her over once again. She was young, perhaps eighteen years old, with a slender, gently curving body, sky blue eyes, and long blonde hair that he could discern even from this distance. Then, the lights flashed green, and she continued away from the sparse traffic, closer to him. After a few blocks, she turned into an alleyway. The man decided that this was …

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Avenging Sara

/ Categories: Cruelty, Death, Fantasm, Murder / Cruelty, Death, Fantasm, Murder / By

My name is Tom Wright. I grew up in Westlake, Ohio, and graduated from Westlake Highschool last month, the day before my 18th birthday. I’m writing this letter to try and explain what really happened over the weekend, because the news has almost all of it wrong. I don’t expect you to understand or agree with what I did, but I would like you to at least hear an explanation directly from me. First, I need to tell you a little bit about my history with Sara Maarten. Sara and I were friends since the third grade, when she and her parents moved to Cleveland from The Netherlands. She spoke perfect English, but her Dutch accent made some of the kids, especially other girls, laugh at her. I loved it. She and I were friends …

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Phoenix Pt 2 Ch 04

/ Categories: Fisting, Murder, Science-Fiction, Torture / Fisting, Murder, Science-Fiction, Torture / By

Tanya woke up. She was in complete darkness, lying on something soft and bony that really stank. Like badly rotted meat, it left a heavy greasy lining in her mouth and throat that made her want to choke with every breath she took. She tried to sit up and slipped, her head banging on a very low, concrete ceiling. Blindly feeling around her environment, she realized with some dismay that she was in a tomb, or something equally horrid. There were several decomposed corpses within an arm-reach of her. She was glad now that she couldn’t see them – some of them had felt… incomplete. ‘Status report,’ she subvocalized, activating her body monitor. Her inner ear resonated with the response. ‘Blood pressure one sixty over ninety-five. Heart rate is one hundred ten. Your blood sugar …

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Murder on the Mainline: another Mike Claymore Mystery Chapter 11

/ Categories: Cruelty, Death, Erotica, Fiction, Horror, Male / Females, Mature, Murder, Rape, Violence / Cruelty, Death, Erotica, Fiction, Horror, Male / Females, Mature, Murder, Rape, Violence / By

CHAPTER ELEVEN 3RD FRIDAY Mike gets up at four and Nina wakes so he’s pleasantly delayed getting away to pick up Trudy until five. It’s twenty after six when he pulls up to her door. She comes bouncing out and says, “You want my help you’ve got to give up these morning pieces of tail with your wife.” She laughs and he says, “It wasn’t my wife, it was my neighbor’s wife.” At that they both laugh. Mike guns the engine and they head for POCO. Trudy studies him before she says, “I’m thinking of moving to Chilliwack. A friend of mine called and she has a really nice place on Clark Drive but her girl friend got married and moved out. She wants me to share the house with her. Can we stop by …

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Linda’s Demise

/ Categories: Drug, Fantasy, Murder, Rape, Snuff / Drug, Fantasy, Murder, Rape, Snuff / By

Linda slumped back on the bed, one big tit slipping out of her black bra as her head hit the pillows. She leaned back heavily, as I watched her body going limp from the door of the bathroom. “I’m really fucked up….” she slurred. The drink I had fixed her was doing the job, she was nearly out. As I looked at her plump body I thought back on the better part of the past year. We had been getting together at least once a month at hotels and occasionally her dumpy rental house to get high and fuck. She had seen one of my fake profiles on Tinder and commented on my dick pics. She shared a photo of her pussy lips open like a butterfly and her big soft-looking tits – and I …

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Bk 1, Ch 8: Cleaning House

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Chapter 8: Cleaning House From the steps of the warrior hall, I watched a red-headed girl writhe until her body heaved and her struggle ceased. It was too bad really—from where I stood, the girl looked very pretty. Well, no sense crying over spilt milk. Even with the help of the townsfolk, the task of clearing the town was colossal. I estimated there were at least 250 dead and wounded spread throughout the town and the surrounding fields, with just under fifty Zavalan adults and teens healthy enough to move them. Between the injured, my perimeter archers, and those busy with other tasks, only forty of my warriors would be able to guard and assist them. Still, Sigurd seemed to have things well in hand. He stood with some of my junior warchiefs and organized …

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Culvert Mozart Lane chapter 4

/ Categories: Cheating, Death, Murder, True Story / Cheating, Death, Murder, True Story / By

– There were many changes and surprises in the fall and winter of 1973, lots and lots of ‘em. While telling this story I skimmed over most of two decades, only telling you the major stuff that mattered, so I could get to the most important parts quicker. 1973 was the most important year of my life, by far. My wife Elaine’s son Stanley and his wife Louise had another girl, their fourth child. We decided that it made sense for them to swap houses with us, since their two-bedroom trailer was getting far too small for them. Stanley and his brother Thomas agreed to help me clear the trees from a small hill after the first frost, then remove the stumps and build a small new house for Elaine and I the next year. …

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Bk 1, Ch 4: The Beach

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Chapter 4: The Beach Alena couldn’t believe she’d drawn guard duty on Harvest Day. She’d turned seventeen a few weeks ago, so she was finally old enough to find a partner to celebrate with. Well, she got off shift at sundown. Maybe she’d be able to find a nice guy during the night bonfire. Alena smiled. Emily, a blooded warrior of twenty-one summers, had promised to introduce her to several good-looking men that night. Alena could hear the roar of the crowd in the town square as she looked out over the river and she was stabbed with another pang of jealousy. She glanced around at her similarly unlucky comrades. At the westernmost end of the beach stood Loni. Loni was fifteen with long dark-brown hair and naked. Despite being two years younger than Alena, …

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Bk 1, Ch 6: War and Peace

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I took a seat at the foot of the stage, exhausted. In front of me lay a middle-aged man wearing a cloak of embroidered gold. I figured he was probably the village lord. His spine was crooked and an arm and both legs were broken. No doubt he had been trampled to death in the opening moments of the attack. A woman and a boy in similar attire lay next to him with similar injuries. I pitied them; it was an ignoble way to die. I looked out over the square, over the veritable blanket of wriggling, squirming bodies. A tall man sat cradling his hands, which were each missing several digits. A young girl whimpered pitifully, curled on her knees and hugging the hole in her belly. A teenage warrior crawled slowly on her …

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the great war 3033 part 2

/ Categories: Alien, Death, Murder, Science-Fiction, Torture / Alien, Death, Murder, Science-Fiction, Torture / By

When Jack had just finished on the shooting range when “Jack how are you able to fire that weapon every one that has fired that weapons has been ether burned from the inside out or they were just killed out right.” Jack now noticed that he had been Found out and just said” I picked up the weapons and just started to fire. why is their something wrong.” jack asked. John was now on the phone to the president say that they had found one of the two Umbra and that he does not know what he is. “OK thanks for the work ask him is he wanted to be trained and if he does send him to the training yard or if he tries something shoot him.” John was surprised by the president request. …

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Bk 1, Ch 2: First Harvest

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Chapter 2: First Harvest There were still a few hours before first light when we arrived in the woods outside the town. I had already sent Baldar and Inger ahead to neutralize the land-ward sentries. They appeared like ghosts out of the darkness. Inger grinned evilly, her hair slick with the blood of her victim, and Baldar flashed me a thumbs up. They had both killed their sentries without a sound. In the pre-dawn darkness, I hid sixty of my men and women—the bulk of my forces—in the forest three hundred meters north of the town. A smaller force of fifteen men led by Torstein hid behind some small storehouses west of the beach. I gave Inger two more warriors with orders to eliminate the sentries by the river. My remaining warriors set up a …

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