Suzy’s Strange Saga
“I’m still not sold on the trailer park, Donna. I think I’ll be fine here. I just need to get used to the new living situation.” You remark to Donna.
“Hm, okay then. Well my offer will always still stand as long as I live there.” Donna replies.
“Okay. Thanks Donna. So you said you’re good? You don’t need my help with anything?”
“Nah, not tonight anyway. Like I said, I’ll come back and get all of my stuff proper, another day. Hopefully when the mess in town dies down.”
Saying a few more goodbyes, you leave Donna to finish her hasty packing and you head back to your room and close the door. A few minutes later you hear the slam of the front door indicating that Donna has left, leaving you by yourself again.
You try to call Julie again, but once again there is no answer. Giving up on that particular concern you go back to amusing yourself on the Internet until you start reading erotic stories which puts you more in the mood to amuse yourself with your battery operated boyfriend again.
Having no distractions this time, you orgasm twice before having enough fun for the night. As you lie there in your afterglow, you briefly think about Bobby and how you sort of miss him, or rather his dick. Masturbation is fun and all, and it definitely gets the job done, but your time with Bobby has made you appreciate the human touch a little more. You really liked some of the tricks he did…
Since you still aren’t one hundred percent sure about living here, you decide that you’ll call Bobby tomorrow and see if you can’t talk some sense into him and possibly make up.
With that goal for tomorrow decided, you call it a night and roll over on your couch to sleep.
At some point in the middle of the night, you hear a noise close by. You groggily open your eyes and see a figure standing over you with a large knife. Before you can scream or do anything, the person is on top of you and choking you with one hand. You can see his face right up to yours and he’s recognizable now with your eyes wide with fear. It’s Johnny.
“Fucking whore! I heard what you did in here! I heard the dirty thing you did! I’m going to punish you like I did your friend!” he snarls with a look of pure hatred upon his face.
You punch and struggle and just as you think you’re having some success, Johnny proceeds to actually use his knife and stabs you repeatedly with it. With a last bit of strength you manages to push Johnny off of you and roll on the floor yourself, but your attempts to crawl away are short lived due to the combination of your wounds and the fact Johnny quickly recovers and begins stabbing you in the back.
As the life starts to fade from your body, you hear the heavy breathing of Johnny who is apparently starting to get aroused by your condition and begins ripping at your clothes.
Fortunately you die before you feel the pain of being raped on top of being murdered.
“Hm, okay then. Well my offer will always still stand as long as I live there.” Donna replies.
“Okay. Thanks Donna. So you said you’re good? You don’t need my help with anything?”
“Nah, not tonight anyway. Like I said, I’ll come back and get all of my stuff proper, another day. Hopefully when the mess in town dies down.”
Saying a few more goodbyes, you leave Donna to finish her hasty packing and you head back to your room and close the door. A few minutes later you hear the slam of the front door indicating that Donna has left, leaving you by yourself again.
You try to call Julie again, but once again there is no answer. Giving up on that particular concern you go back to amusing yourself on the Internet until you start reading erotic stories which puts you more in the mood to amuse yourself with your battery operated boyfriend again.
Having no distractions this time, you orgasm twice before having enough fun for the night. As you lie there in your afterglow, you briefly think about Bobby and how you sort of miss him, or rather his dick. Masturbation is fun and all, and it definitely gets the job done, but your time with Bobby has made you appreciate the human touch a little more. You really liked some of the tricks he did…
Since you still aren’t one hundred percent sure about living here, you decide that you’ll call Bobby tomorrow and see if you can’t talk some sense into him and possibly make up.
With that goal for tomorrow decided, you call it a night and roll over on your couch to sleep.
At some point in the middle of the night, you hear a noise close by. You groggily open your eyes and see a figure standing over you with a large knife. Before you can scream or do anything, the person is on top of you and choking you with one hand. You can see his face right up to yours and he’s recognizable now with your eyes wide with fear. It’s Johnny.
“Fucking whore! I heard what you did in here! I heard the dirty thing you did! I’m going to punish you like I did your friend!” he snarls with a look of pure hatred upon his face.
You punch and struggle and just as you think you’re having some success, Johnny proceeds to actually use his knife and stabs you repeatedly with it. With a last bit of strength you manages to push Johnny off of you and roll on the floor yourself, but your attempts to crawl away are short lived due to the combination of your wounds and the fact Johnny quickly recovers and begins stabbing you in the back.
As the life starts to fade from your body, you hear the heavy breathing of Johnny who is apparently starting to get aroused by your condition and begins ripping at your clothes.
Fortunately you die before you feel the pain of being raped on top of being murdered.
