Violence - Page 35



Police and secret services would investigate tirelessly the events that unfolded on April 24. 2000. But they would barely be able to piece together a nameless sequence of events



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I was once a promising young man with a bright, and vibrant future, but that was very long ago, and in a very different life


Torture/rape/dog/horse Torture “Comfortable?” His sardonic smile didn’t quite make his eyes. She looked at him through tear swelled and reddened, half closed lids



Diary of the Kosmetics Killer (Entry # 1) I often fantasize about women. Unconscious women. Lovely unresisting ladies that I can manipulate, rape and have total control over
Sam accelerated away from the station, gaining as much speed as he could. Finally, feeling he was far enough away he opened a wormhole. ‘Damnit, I hope that I gave her enough for her to survive this trip,’ Sam thought, placing his head closer to her chest



Night Burglar pt 4…Jason meets his match Jason replayed the video almost nightly and always had a explosive orgasm as he watched the eyes of Jennifer as she knew her last moments of life was near
When baby girl could finally feel him back behind her, she grew frightened. Then she started screaming as a sudden infringement on her body caused her to faint. Peanut stopped and grabbed her hair. With a powerful pull, he yanked her head back and smacked her stupid
a - Cougar clan, Gregor's mate Dawney - Panther clan, Gwayne's mate Mileen - Lynx clan, Thomas's mate --------------- Ambrose watched as they docked with his cousin's Mandrian battleship
Taken: I hurried along to the tune of my ipod, my knee still hurting from volleyball practice, but I ignored it. I’d made a dive for the ball and landed too hard. The sun was out for the first day in 2 weeks. The warmth was a nice change



Ebima sat in his worn chair facing his desk, clenching his hands in undiluted fury. He willed himself to remain still, pulling every meditation ritual known to him to the forefront of his mind. He had known this would happen



The fan, who had not known what the Machoke truly wanted to do with him, approached the buff Pokémon at his beckon. As he came, the Machoke wasted no time in exposing his stiff erection
Mellos shook her head to clear it when she awoke a few minutes later. Flexing her hands she could feel her slightly increased power. It was starting to feel damn good. Rubbing her face where he'd backhanded her, she smiled



"Help! Somebody please! Where am I" Kayla screamed at the top of her lungs letting it echo upward in the vast canon. Kayla had no clue where she was, her last memory was laying her head down for bed, and now she was somewhere completely vacant to her mind
Sasha walked through the grave yard with a drink in hand, her finger going around one small spool of yarn of eight in her jacket pocket. She was a sewer. Her hair was long, wavy and black. The girl of Japanese heritage wore spandex pants, a white t-shirt and a shiny leather jacket