A Brutal Slasher Story - Please Add On To This
Bailey is tied up and helpless right now, and there is nothing she can do to help or save herself. You're pretty sure you've had we dreams that were like this, especially since this is the kind of thing that Bailey would never let happen if she could get away with it.
You're unable to resist the urge to live out one of those fantasies.
You haul her down, her muffled grunts showing a lack of 'thank you' for your help, which not only makes you feel less guilty about your unsavory thoughts, but also is unwittingly wise on Bailey's part.
She looks at you as she lies on the ground, bound up and waiting for you to finish the job.
"GrMPH!" She grumbles with an angry look. "Grmp mMF grm!"
Then she notices the way you're looking at her, and the bulge in your pants, and her eyes go wide before she begins to start screaming at you.
"KFT GU!" She screams. "KFT GU N TL!"
She keeps screaming at you as you pick her up and press her up against a support beam that lets you feel her up, fondling her luscious, feminine form - her sexy ass, her shapely round bosom, her delicious curves, her beautiful looking skin. Her struggles as she tries to hurt you and break free only drive you on further. You're not sure, but you think that she begins to start crying angrily at you as you shift her over to the table and force her over it face down.
The muffled form of every profane curse word you're familiar with - and some you're not - scream from Bailey's lips as you pull her panties down to her knees, and hold her there as you likewise pull down your own pants. Her blunted screams and curses at you continue as you force your way inside her, but the overwhelming feeling of pleasure you get as you force yourself upon her make you dull to her ongoing protests, protests that only intensify the longer you have your way with her.
Your continued conquest of Bailey may be a feeling unlike any you remember, but it also dulls you to the world around you. Which is why you don't notice the Evil Lumberjack behind you until he's hit you over the head with something hard. You feel a solid crack, and you fall over backwards, pulling out of Bailey for the last time. You loose most sensation and sense of the world around you, knowing only that you can't feel much except dullness and your own blood. You're not even sure if you're feeling pain.
Your numbness continues as you're dragged along the ground, to where or how long you've no idea of knowing. It probably doesn't matter, you're pretty sure you're dying and are short for this world no matter what happens.
It just so happens that the Lumberjack cuts its short. You're put on a conveyor belt of some kind, and a short trip later you're run through a meat grinder. That's when the pain REALLY starts, your legs going in first, and you start yelling in agony until you feel your groin get chopped up.
Then you're just too stunned to even realize when you finally die all together.
You're unable to resist the urge to live out one of those fantasies.
You haul her down, her muffled grunts showing a lack of 'thank you' for your help, which not only makes you feel less guilty about your unsavory thoughts, but also is unwittingly wise on Bailey's part.
She looks at you as she lies on the ground, bound up and waiting for you to finish the job.
"GrMPH!" She grumbles with an angry look. "Grmp mMF grm!"
Then she notices the way you're looking at her, and the bulge in your pants, and her eyes go wide before she begins to start screaming at you.
"KFT GU!" She screams. "KFT GU N TL!"
She keeps screaming at you as you pick her up and press her up against a support beam that lets you feel her up, fondling her luscious, feminine form - her sexy ass, her shapely round bosom, her delicious curves, her beautiful looking skin. Her struggles as she tries to hurt you and break free only drive you on further. You're not sure, but you think that she begins to start crying angrily at you as you shift her over to the table and force her over it face down.
The muffled form of every profane curse word you're familiar with - and some you're not - scream from Bailey's lips as you pull her panties down to her knees, and hold her there as you likewise pull down your own pants. Her blunted screams and curses at you continue as you force your way inside her, but the overwhelming feeling of pleasure you get as you force yourself upon her make you dull to her ongoing protests, protests that only intensify the longer you have your way with her.
Your continued conquest of Bailey may be a feeling unlike any you remember, but it also dulls you to the world around you. Which is why you don't notice the Evil Lumberjack behind you until he's hit you over the head with something hard. You feel a solid crack, and you fall over backwards, pulling out of Bailey for the last time. You loose most sensation and sense of the world around you, knowing only that you can't feel much except dullness and your own blood. You're not even sure if you're feeling pain.
Your numbness continues as you're dragged along the ground, to where or how long you've no idea of knowing. It probably doesn't matter, you're pretty sure you're dying and are short for this world no matter what happens.
It just so happens that the Lumberjack cuts its short. You're put on a conveyor belt of some kind, and a short trip later you're run through a meat grinder. That's when the pain REALLY starts, your legs going in first, and you start yelling in agony until you feel your groin get chopped up.
Then you're just too stunned to even realize when you finally die all together.
