Necrophilia - Page 3

Barbara always liked to live life in the fast lane. As brilliant as she was beautiful, she graduated at the top of her class at USC and received a law degree with honors
-----A scream echoed through the night as she felt herself slam into the hard brick of the alley. She looked up pleadingly into his eyes but found, instead of the mercy which she so desperately desired, only a cold gaze
His name was Thomas Saniuqa. They’d just wheeled him in on a bed at 4.50pm. Damn it, that means I’m working overtime on my own AGAIN. I grumbled as I looked at his profile on the clipboard
To many, her death was not too terribly tragic. The youngest child of the town's wealthiest family, Cindy was well known for all manner of debauchery at the sprawling mansion. Too few found it surprising when she was discovered dead at the age of twenty-six
Bob put down the phone and quickly began to gather his scuba equipment and load it in his van. Another drowning at the reservoir. It wasn't something that Bob looked forward to, but it paid well enough to give him a tax deduction on his scuba gear
Taylor Swift couldn't wait for the party. Dan Dymtrow had told her that an executive producer of Weinstein Company was holding a New Year’s party and needed someone for the main event of the night. Dan had mentioned her and she got the job
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Bagdad Brothel I will never forget my time in Bagdad, the crazy shit I did and experienced out there many people would never believe. But one night stood out above the rest, and this is the story of that night
Rachel was vaguely aware of the dirty bearded face inches away and the foul smell of the man's breath. She knew what was happening when she felt him squeeze her breasts and shove himself inside her. All she could do was spit in his face
*Author's note- Characters and events belong to me so no stealing. This explains The Master's background on how he became a Daemon. Each name has a meaning in this story. Kerberos-Demon of the pit. Aikaterine-Pure. Akeldame-Feild of blood. Adelphose-of the same womb
Losing my wife to the a car accident was the worse day of my life. Hit by a drunk trucker who I personally felt like he didn't get sentenced enough time. To make things worse I am the one who has to prep her body
(This is the second part of "The Transsexual Rapist"; read the first part to gain a better grasp of the story; Enjoy!) There were about 30 other texts, with the same theme of rape, was he raping my mom? Was she into this?..
I’ve always love watching lesbians having sex with each other or simply watching them kissing and touching themselves, and I always have the fantasy of killing two or more hot lesbians in a lot of different ways and then play and fuck their lifeless corpses without stop until I was tired
AN HONOUR KILLING? It was a summer day, somewhere in the hinterlands of the grain belt. atleast that's what the school children read. the inhabitants knew otherwise. true, it produced grain, lots of it, but it also produced rapes on a huge scale. pooja knew this
Caleb was covering behind Officer Yoko as the enemies kept firing on the bunker. The rest of the squad was dead and he found himself surrounded by the stiff corpses of his female comrades
The doctor's office was plain, the walls decorated with just a few framed diplomas. The psychiatrist/bitch sat behind the desk looking at me, an opened notepad on her lap. "So you want me to tell you all about it," I said. She just looked at me. "Ok, here goes..
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