Ffreq here, writer of http://gurochan.net/lit/res/1310.html . Of course I'm NOT forgetting about that thread, but as I suggested and people agreed, I'm also starting this one - so that I could run two stories simultaneously and double the fun. Like in that thread, I'll be writing the story part-by-part based on YOUR choices. For example, "option A: the killer throws the girl into the pool and turns on electricity; option B: the killer drowns the girl in the pool" - then I wait for a few days for your votes, and the story continues based on the votes. "A few days" actually depends on how actively you will be voting. :) THE PLOT: A killer pays really big money to all the staff of the school so that they could let him do whatever he wants. It's a private girls-only highschool (I suppose, ages from 15 to 19); all the doors can shut automatically. The teachers tell the girls that today will be the drill ("fake emergency situation, to train pupils what they should do in such situations"), so that they don't panic when all this lockdown happens. The teachers leave the classrooms at a certain time under some innocuous guise, and the doors shut - to the girls in the classes it just looks like it happened accidentally. The killer then wanders around the school; he unlocks the door, picks the girl he likes, and lures her out of the class (he can say that he's a worker of the "emergency staff" and this is an evacuation etc., so that the other girls don't suspect anything). And then he kills her, and can go back for another victim, or visit some other place in the school. The school has a lot of interesting places - classrooms, gym (with cloakroom and showers), swimming pool, library, etc. Let's DECIDE the following things: - Only realistic girls (any nationalities etc.) or maybe elf girls too? Sort of a fantasy element in it (but I don't think elfs differ TOO much from human girls in this case :) - The killer. One guy? One guy + one girl (going to different parts of the school, not sticking together)? The last variant lets do some F/F stuff maybe. :) - Just come up with interesting places in the school. After it's set up, I'll write the introduction ASAP.
Here's my proposal: Location: classroom A (smartest, best behaved class) Girl name: Ivy Nationality: Chinese-American Description: 5'6", silky, medium length black hair, "very acceptable" breast size; she is elegant, smart, quite popular in class, and she attracts every boy in the neighborhood; She dresses very cleanly: skirt clean, shirt pressed, top button done and necktie tied neatly at the neck, however, she leaves the shirt fully untucked (while the rest of the class dresses more neatly), and for this the (male) killer takes her out of class to punish her (which confuses the class since they thought this is an emergency drill). Death: The male killer wants to "teach her a lesson" to dress smart (but of course, just an excuse to kill her). The punishment is simple, no weapons. The killer will punch, kick, knee, and stomp on Ivy's belly until she heavily pukes blood till her death (since this is guro-chan, an inhuman amount of blood, and perhaps bits and pieces of her stomach, sounds good). How does this sound? :)
Sounds good. :) Although I'm not sure about the exact classroom, that will be a part of the story outline I think; everything else sounds pretty good. What about the initial decisions? - Only realistic girls (any nationalities etc.) or maybe elf girls too? Sort of a fantasy element in it (but I don't think elfs differ TOO much from human girls in this case :) - The killer. One guy? One guy + one girl (going to different parts of the school, not sticking together)? The last variant lets do some F/F stuff maybe. :) - Just come up with interesting places in the school.
A world with with human and elfs, that sounds fine I guess, so my girl would be HUMAN chinese-american instead of ELF chinese-american. So bump for elf. I vote for one guy + one girl, then, so when one gets into trouble he can call upon the other. But not in this case ;) Some interesting places: gym storage room, band room (what can you do with instruments?), rooftop! Perfect place, sound proof.
I vote for a world with elves or such too. The killer could be one guy and a girl, but not necesarilly working toguether, sometimes it'd be one and sosmetimes the other. I propose the killers get help from some of the teachers (who should all be female if you ask me) such as the chemistry teacher in the lab, gym and/or fencing teacher in the gym, the nurse in the infirmary... Maybe the teachers themselves could be the victim at times, when the killer gets over eager. As for places, I imagine the school has a kitchen, maybe the gym has javelins, weights, ropes... Maybe there's a small museum in the school (it's a big schol, right?), with old weapons and torture instruments. There's the labs too. There's the infirmary too. Maybe the killer can come in when the girls are in the showers in the gym so he can pick them while naked, much to the confused girls' shame.
The elf girls... I think they should be almost like humans, I mean, little difference. Sensitive longer ears (but not long like in Warcraft, just a little bit more sharp), maybe just a little bit stronger, but with more tender intimate parts (both in pain and pleasure), maybe stronger orgasms (if there will be such things in the story :). Generally, "almost like humans", I don't want them to be much taller or older than "usual" girls. The killers. The reason why I wanted a girl killer too is maybe a bit strange. :) Those who read the other thread I started, could have noticed that I'm a fan of nude-art (nude-art is, how to say, good quality erotic; not shitty glamour over-photoshopped Playboy thing, but not unprofessional photos on the other side. Studios like Met-Art, Femjoy, MPL if these names tell you something :); you can see that I was using some photos as "examples of how the girls could look like". And there's a model whom I adore much, you can call it being a fan. She's beautiful, and I can't imagine her being a victim. But then, she can be a killer. :) Here are a few pics: http://s60.radikal.ru/i168/1007/96/0ddc4f07cb87.jpg and http://s07.radikal.ru/i180/1007/44/6e90902a6c66.jpg and http://i067.radikal.ru/1007/ed/fd444e203945.jpg - nude photos http://s49.radikal.ru/i126/1007/fb/3a278b0fd031.jpg and http://s005.radikal.ru/i210/1007/cf/0f9aca3b2849.jpg - semi-clothed http://s61.radikal.ru/i174/1007/3d/58de39becc12.jpg and http://s004.radikal.ru/i206/1007/bb/51ed3466ab2f.jpg - clothed Generally, if talking about the presence of teachers... Well, my original idea was that the killer is someone rich, but not well-known, not a star or smth. Maybe he got his wealth from his parents. And he was obsessed with an idea of doing this massacre; he finds a person who shares his idea (this girl) and they decide to do it together. Actually I thought that teachers leave the school completely, because the thought of someone being in a room together with the killer and the victim, someone who's been paid to let it happen, isn't what I thought originally. The killers are, how to say, "intelligent killers", not just crazy butchers, they want to do the job clearly. But I'll think of your suggestions and how to incorporate it in the story, so never say never. :) And about the showers - my thoughts exactly. ;)
I think the killer lured the teachers (who are all beautiful youngish women) somewhere into some designated room or something and locked them there with a couple crowbars and a cctv through which they can watch the students getting killed. at first the killer / killers (I vote for 2 one male, one female) simply stalk and dispatch the oblivious students but eventually the teachers (armed with crowbars) break out and the real game begins. The few remaining students, told of the danger they are in by their teachers start actively hunting the hunters and it becomes a gory brutal game of cat and mouse between sall groups of the teachers and remaining students vs. the increasingly devious killers who have by now planted bombs and booby traps around the school
Well as I said, I want to at least start as a "clean job". You know, things like accuracy, gloves, etc. - sort of a heist-styled thing. Of course it won't be an interesting story if someone doesn't get out of control, I understand it and it will surely happen - but as I said, I doubt that they at first paid the teachers money, and then locked them all. It's kinda strange... Well alright, I'll at least start with a story outline that I originally planned, and then we'll see how it will go.
Sounds like a very interesting concept, and I approve. I think it's probably better if the teachers are paid off, rather than trapped - it's cleaner, and meaner. Plus it gives the opportunity for one or more to have second thoughts and come back to try and save the day.
Alright, so as people voted on the "initial settings" unanimously, let's go... ------------------------------------------------------------- It's a strange feeling... You come up with an idea. You get obsessed with it. You make a plan, think it over and over, until everything seems ideal. And now, after almost a year of working on it, it will happen. The very thought of it sends chills down your spine... I was driving the car to the school. Jane was in the passenger seat, briefly looking through the maps of the school. Jane wasn't her real name, like John wasn't mine. No real names while we're here, only John and Jane. And two bags for us with everything we need. I drove through the gate of the school, taking a brief look at the gatekeeper in the rearview mirror. He went out, closing the gate from the other side, but so that it could be opened from the inside, and began to walk away... Yes, we paid him too. 100 000 USD to everyone, and 200 000 to the school headmaster. It's funny that you can shut someone's mouth by money... I slowly drove to the parking lot. 11:52. One by one, the teachers were coming out of the school, some just walking away, some going to their cars and driving from here - as if our car wasn't here. As if we were ghosts... Or maybe they were ashamed to look?.. In just few minutes, no one was left inside. Only our victims... The doors shut at 11:50, leaving the girls trapped inside many rooms. It was Jane's idea to make the teachers' disappearing look normal. "Girls, I'll be back in a minute, I'll just go into the other class for a marker, mine exhausted," - the teacher walks out, and seconds later the door shuts. Looks like a coincidence, doesn't it? In every class, the girls are sure that the teacher is just outside the door, in the corridor. Oh, if they only knew the truth... "It's time, John," - my partner smiled and got out of the car, reaching for her bag in the backseat. We were both wearing jackets with "State Emergency Squad" on them, making us both look pretty innocent. At least we hoped so... We approached the school's main entrance. It was convenient that the parking lot wasn't seen from any of the classes where the girls were today. Otherwise, what was happening here would seem suspicious to the girls. As we entered, I shut the door manually. So quiet... It was very quiet in the school. Perhaps because the heavy doors in the classes badly transmit the sounds... The only sound was the announcement on the loudspeaker. "Everyone keep calm. This is a drill. Wait patiently for the State Emergency Squad members and follow their insctructions." No security guards, no cleaners, no one. Just our victims. 11:59. "John, remember? Get in touch every hour," - Jane pointed at her cell phone. I nodded. "Good luck, Jane. Have fun," - I smiled and went to the right staircase from the entrance with a bag in my hand, while my partner went the other way... ------------------------------------------------------------- So here is the first vote! Where will John go? (I'm following his actions first) Option A. To the small classroom with 2nd grade students (age 16-17). They were having their usual history lesson when the lockdown happened. In there, John might pick up the girl as anonymous described in >>2. Option B. To the library, where girls from different grades were at the time of the lockdown. Library has complicated forking paths between the book shelves, so the kill can happen right there if John can silence the girl. If you vote for this option, you can also suggest the girl if you want, or maybe the way to kill her. VOTE! ------------------------------------------------------------- Little notice: I forgot to describe the grades; 1st grade students are age 15-16, 2nd - 16-17, 3rd - 17-18, 4th - 18-19. But as there are many girls in this school, of course there are several 1st grade classes, several 2nd grade classes etc.
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Sorry I keep messing up on typing...basically the 2 deleted posts comes down to this: I strongly vote for option A
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I also vote for A.
Victim Proposal Asha and Tamara 3rd level (18 year old) Arab - American twin sisters 5'9" long black hair, large breasts, soft brown eyes, darkly tanned skin (picture twin Rima Fakihs http://www.nydailynews.com/entertainment/galleries/miss_michigan_rima_fakih_is_crowned_miss_usa_2010/miss_michigan_rima_fakih_is_crowned_miss_usa_2010.html) Tamara is more conservative than Asha and has slightly longer hair, slightly smaller breasts and is slimmer and weaker. Tamara is also a virgin while Asha has a reputation as a slut. Both girls are wearing bikinis of different colors and assorted jewelry. fate: they are in a steam room located near the gym showers they get trapped inside in the sweltering heat and informed that only one of them will be let out. If one of them does not kill the other they will both be left to be steamed / cooked to death. Tamara goes to the door and tries to reason with the killer. Asha, desperate to escape sneaks up behind tamara and strangles her with her own bikini top while ocking her for dying a virgin. The killer lets asha out and offers to let her live in exchange for sexual favors but after sex betrays her mutilating and dissemboweling her with a machete. The killer then forces the dying asha to watch as tamara's corpse is deflowered.
Bump for the new victim proposal, and bump for option A.
Victim proposal is good. Although probably except the very last sentence; I'm not a fan of necrophilia to be completely honest (but it doesn't include DYING girls, not DEAD). And I can't promise that it will be the very next victim after this first one, but I'll surely include it. :) Tonight, I think, will be the first kill.
okay then, how about this: Tamara was only unconscious not dead because Asha botched the strangling. The killer uses this fact as an opportunity to turn on Asha (he was going to anyway, but he uses this as a justification when he curses asha out while hacking at her at the machete) then he forces the mortally wounded asha to watch him rape and slit the throat of her virgin sister while tamara sobs uncontrollably both at her own violation and her sisters betrayal... oh and I vote A btw
So... Alright, here we go. One little thing I want to notice - I'm open for girls suggestions etc., but sometimes I'll think of a victim myself. Sort of... I just don't want to be a writer for someone's ideas, but to come up with ideas myself too. :) How to say, describing not only what others like most, but also what I like most too. And those who come up with suggestions about girls, don't forget, we have elves here too. :) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I went up the staircase to the next floor, walking into an empty corridor and looking around... Nobody here. I took a map out of my bag to check the locked classroom doors along it... Alright. Class 2A is right here... I walked slowly to the locked door near me, feeling my heart beating faster that usually. My victims are right here, right behind this door... I quickly checked through the files of the girls in this class. We had all the information we needed. Names, photos, descriptions... I stopped at Ivy Wong, studying her file for some seconds. Yes, she looks like a good choice... Putting the papers except for one blank sheet back into the bag and leaving it in the corner of the corridor, I took the keys and slowly opened the door... 10 girls, who were sitting there and chatting for the lack of a better occupation, turned to me. I smiled as friendly as I could. "Hi girls, do you know about today's drill?" Everyone nodded. "Well, here it is, we're simulating a situation of a city evacuation. So we're gonna evacuate you one by one with a registration. I think it's going to take some time, so please be patient, okay?" I quickly looked at each girl. "Well the faster we start, the sooner we'll finish, so let's go... You maybe?" I pointed to Ivy, who was sitting in the first row closest to the door. How convenient - to the girls, it would seem I don't have any order, just picking a random girl... "You're... Ivy Wong, right?" - I pretended to look into some papers, although it was a purely blank sheet. The girl nodded, standing up and coming closer to me. Ideally clean skirt, pressed shirt that is left loose over the skirt... She looked very neatly. "I'll come for the next soon, please just be patient," - I told the girls and let Ivy out. And locked the door again. "Nobody here?" - Ivy said with a little surprise in her voice, looking at an empty corridor. "Yes," - I answered mildly, - "How we're doing it is maybe slow, but makes sure there is no panic... This is how it should be done if there's a real emergency," - I touched her back, directing her past the staircase. I wanted to lead her around the corner there, where there were no classrooms and hopefully nobody could hear her scream, although the heavy doors already were helping me in it. "We need to go right there, there's the coordination center..." I was walking behind her, looking at her back and clenching my fists. "Ivy, why do you leave your shirt over your skirt?" - "Err, and what's wrong with it?" - she turned to me with a surprise on her face, going into the small hall past the corner... "Because it's not fucking neat!" - I rudely pushed her towards the wall and right as she slammed into it, kneed her hardly in her stomach, causing her to gasp for air and bend from pain... "You wear everything else so clean and accurate, why do you leave it like that?!" - another knee to her belly, and she screamed, trying to grab my hands and push me away from her. "What are you... Help!" - the girl screamed, trying to fight me off. "What? Louder, please," - I smiled and slammed my fist right into her solar plexus, causing her to literally gulp air and fall to her knees. "Nobody can hear you, darling, these doors are too thick," - I laughed and, walking around the kneed girl in a circle, suddenly kicked her in the stomach again, which made her moan from pain and fall to the floor, putting hands on her belly as if that could protect her... "Doesn't feel that good, right?" - another kick from the side to her stomach, causing her to utter a stifled scream and roll onto her back, curling to at least protect her belly with her legs... In such position, her panties could easily be seen under her green not very long skirt. "You bitch, only whores let others see their panties!" I kicked her in the exposed butt - very lightly, just to make her stretch her legs instinctively and expose her white shirt with marks from my boots on it... And right as she did it, I stomped on her belly as hard as I could, making the girl literally howl from pain, but the next second cough hardly... I could already see tears in her eyes, but could that stop me? Her shirt was now crumpled and dirty, exposing a little bit of her bare belly. And I stomped her once again, hardly, stepping right on her stomach, causing the girl to vomit out what she had for breakfast, mixed with some blood... "There you go, sweetheart... Vomiting isn't of very good manners, right? Well at least you match now; you match that fucking not tucking your shirt!" This time, I literally jumped on her belly with one leg... I bet the girl would utter a terrific scream, but she couldn't, as blood poured from her throat heavily, as I jumped right onto her stomach... "How can you be so dirty?" - I yelled, stomping on the girl again, which made her puke blood even more, since I was pretty sure I had already torn apart her stomach... My next kick probably broke a few of her ribs, as I clearly heard the crack, and Ivy sort of moaned, choking in her own blood and reaching for her chest... "Oops. Sorry, didn't mean to do that," - I smiled, looking into her eyes as she was twitching on the floor and choking with her blood... The tender skin on her belly was already red and bruised from my execution, the girl was slowly trying to roll to her side to at least be able to breathe as the blood couldn't let her do it. "Goodnight, bitch," - I whispered, before stepping a few steps away and then kicking her from a run so strongly her body even flied a meter away on the floor, leaving a bloody trace on it as the girl vomited blood even more heavily than before, it was just pouring from her mouth together with some red flesh, I believe it was her torn apart stomach... Ivy was still struggling, she was trying to breath, but in vain - her throat was occupied with blood and flesh from inside her... Some seconds later it was over, I could no longer see the struggle in her eyes. They were just looking at some point on the floor, which was now splattered with her blood... "It was nice to meet you," - I smiled and stepped back, checking if I stepped in blood accidentally, but my steps were clean. My jacket was clean too, apparently... Clean work. And a nice place... Unless I lure another girl here, nobody else could see this from any class. Oh, speaking of another girls... I slowly walked back to the corridor where we came from and where I left my bag. I wonder if I should pick another girl from the same class?.. There were many beautiful ones, and if I want the next victim to not suspect anything, maybe I should lure her out as soon as possible?.. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- POLL 1: WHAT NOW? Option A. John picks another victim from the same classroom. Otherwise, if he goes anywhere else, the girls in this classroom will feel that it takes too long and will probably suspect something when he returns later. So if he wants the next victim to be from the same class, he must pick her NOW, not later. The girl: partly my idea, partly yours. I want her to be an elf with blonde hair, and I remind you that elves have quite sensitive intimate parts (so maybe cuntbusting, etc.) Anything else about this girl (appearance or maybe preferencies in killing) is up to your suggestions. Option B. John decides to visit a small doctor's room. Of course there's a bigger infirmary, as suggested by Anonymous, but there's also a small doctor's office. Girls come there for minor reasons, like "I've got a headache today, give me some pills and a permission to not go to lessons today". Right now, there's only one girl inside and no one else - so the kill can happen right there. The girl: also, partly my idea, partly yours. A human girl, caucasian, red hair. Anything else in description (including why is she here - headache? simulation? maybe she's half naked on the couch because of the doctor's examination?) is up to you, too. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- P.S. 1. Anonymous >>16 please explain what you mean by "steam room located near the gym showers" (just explain what it, well, does and what it's for and how could the pupils be in there in their bikinis). Just to make things clearer. Just because English isn't my native language so I could have just not properly understood what you meant. P.S. 2. Just wanted to warn - I think there are two big areas in the school where the girls aren't wearing the uniform - the gym (sportswear of all kinds), together with the cloakroom, showers etc; and the swimming pool (also cloakroom, showers...) I want one killer to go into one of these places, and another - into another place. So maybe let's decide who goes where to avoid suggestions contradicting each other. So also POLL 2: THE FREE-CLOTHING PLACES Option A: John goes to the gym (and also its cloakroom, showers etc), Jane - to the swimming pool (also with cloakroom, showers and stuff) Option B: John goes to the swimming pool, Jane - to the gym (note: not right now, a little bit later; just to avoid contradictions in the suggestions) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- So, vote! Poll A is about where John goes and whom he kills (including girl descriptions). Poll B is about John or Jane goes to gym or swimming pool later (to avoid contradictions). Go!
>>19 Oh, I was typing the story so I didn't see the reply. Okay, that's good. :) One more little note: of course the killers don't plan to kill EVERY girl in every class. They only take those who they like; and then later, in the very finale, they just put poisonous gas into the vent to kill off everybody else.
I am the anon. who originally suggested Asha / Tamara, sorry i got lazy and didn't put in my usual user name I was picturing a sauna near the gym where girls could relax in the steam after swimming or working out. Of course the temperature / humidity control is located outside of the sauna in this school so the girls can be trapped inside and threatened with higher levels of heat than the human body can tolerate http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sauna#Modern_saunas
Ah, I understand now, I know what sauna is. :) Yes, that's a nice idea. One last thing about it: probably the killer badly injures Asha, but rapes only Tamara? Just because, you know, raping one girl, probably even cumming into her, and then another girl right away doesn't seem very... hm, realistic to me.
two possabilities. 1 asha is in the process of giving the killer a blowjob when tamara starts to move, outrages that tamara is still alive, the killer interupts the blowjob to hack asha to pieces, finishes in tamara and asha has died fro her wounds by time tamara is raped and killed 2 the female killer is used so multiple orgasms are ore plausible. in this scenario the wounded tamara is deflowered first with the killers fingers, then the machete
Poll A: option A, and I like the elf idea, and since Ivy had her shirt untucked, I guess this girl has it tucked in? I don't know how that can play out for the kill though, up to you! Poll B: Option A
Alright, Poll A: I also vote Option A, and suggest taking advantage of sensistivity by doing something that starts minor and slowly ramps up to horrible. I dunno what, exactly - fire, electricity, tiny cuts across her body, something like that. Poll B: Option B.
and since Ivy had her shirt untucked, I guess this girl has it tucked in? I don't know how that can play out for the kill though, up to you! Yes, maybe. :) Although the killer doesn't REALLY think that untucked shirt is something awful or that "only whores let others see their panties", it was just to "pick some reason" to beat the girl. So I don't think the way her shirt is will really matter this time...
A, A. as for the twins I like the first suggestion in >>24
For the first poll A, (though I would also like to see the other death scene used at some point), For the second poll I don't really care, but I think whoever gets sent to the pool area should have the pleasure of killing the twins
Okay, one more day, and I'll continue. A lot of people are voting for "A", so if there are some certain suggestions about this elf girl or the way she dies, you're welcome to tell them. ;)
stripped and whipped across the breasts and pussy then strangled with the whip while being fingered by the killer
Due to unforeseen circumstances I'm unable to continue today, so - tomorrow. If anybody else has ideas, this is your time. :)
Sorry for the yesterday, my fellow readers - today is the kill day! Oh, and - today is probably the biggest part I've ever written. Sorry if it was TOO long, I'll try to make them a little shorter next times. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ... After some seconds of hesitation, I reached for my bag to look at the files of the other girls in the class. Listing through them, I already almost decided to pick another classroom, when I saw the page of Eien Linelof... She looked beautiful. An elf girl, blonde, 5'8", medium breast size * ... Well, other classes can wait a little. I put the files back into the bag, looking for an appropriate murder weapon. This can do well... I took a whip and a rope out of the bag, fastening it to the back of my belt and covering it with a jacket. Not that easy to notice it, before it will be too late for the victim... I took a sheet of paper again and unlocked the classroom door. 9 girls turned to me, interrupting their chatting, just like the last time... Eien was sitting in the next seat to where Ivy was. How convenient... "Alright girls," - I showed a friendly smile and pretended to look into the list. - "We're done with Ivy, who's next... You, I think," - I pointed to Eien, who shook her shoulders and stood up from the desk. Her skirt was shorter than the one of Ivy, revealing more of her thighs... Very sexy thighs, I have to admit. Never mind, I should wait for another several seconds... "You're... Eien Linelof, right?" - "Yes," - she nodded, walking past me into the door. - "I'll be back soon," - I smiled, looking at the other girls and walking out after the girl. Locking the door behind me... "Let's go, Eien, the coordination centre is right there..." - I touched her back slightly, pointing her to the right direction. I lead her almost the same way as I did with Ivy, but this time I was luring my victim into another part of the hall, from where she couldn't see her dead friend yet... I don't want her to panic before I start my job... Walking behind her, I reached for several pieces of rope tied to my belt. And right as she was passing past the pipe on the wall, I grabbed her by her shoulders and shoved her up the wall. She screamed, trying to run away, but I was fast - in a fraction of second I appeared right in front of her and kneed her in the groin, making her scream wildly from pain and bend over, holding her belly... Whew. I haven't even kicked her in the cunt, just the groin... Hell, I love how sensitive elves are. Before she could recover from pain, I grabbed her hands and tied them to the pipe high above her head. "Help!" - it was the first thing she cried when the pain in her groin started to pass... I only laughed in her face. "Eien, maybe you haven't understood yet, but if the corridors are empty and I could just walk into the classroom and pick you, how do you think, can anybody help you?" - I paused for a couple of seconds, watching fear appear in her eyes as she was understanding the awful truth... "Now I'm gonna tie your legs, and if you only try to do something naughty, I swear I'll kick you right in the cunt. I'm pretty sure it hurts more for you..." The girl was looking at me, scared to death now. "Aaaah... So you already know how it feels, darling?" - I smiled and crouched for a few seconds to quickly tie her legs to the radiator attached to the pipe, leaving some space between them. I could hear the elf sobbing, not yet realizing what I wanted to do with her, but understanding it's gonna end very badly for her... The girl was tied reliably to the wall now, looking at me in horror with tears in her eyes. Her long ears were seen through the blonde hair, they looked so cute... A little bit longer than of humans, and with more acute end... I took a knife out of my pocket, which made the girl squeal in fear, but I smiled. "Don't worry, it's not for your body..." I came closer and reached for her shirt, undoing the buttons one by one, starting from top, and weakening her tie... "No... No, what are you... Bastard, you pervert!" I stopped that and looked in her eyes with the most ominous smile I could make. "Don't forget, Eien. If you don't obey, I'll kick you right there..." I touched her vag through the clothing of the skirt and panties, making her swallow and shut up. I finished unbuttoning her shirt, opening it wide and revealing her light-blue push-up bra... "That's nice. Is it expensive?" - I smiled, putting a knife to it and quickly cutting the clothe right between her breasts, making the girl gasp and look at me with pleading eyes... "So it was," - I laughed, reaching down for her skirt. - "You know, Eien, short skirts are nice... You have such nice thighs," - I whispered to her long ear, making her turn her head away with a disgust written on her face. - "Will you let me see them completely?" With two hands, I started to tear her skirt apart, but I had to use the knife for its belt because it was thicker. I stepped back, looking at the girl... She was now almost naked; the opened shirt didn't hide her firm breasts, and only tight white panties were keeping her intimate part hidden from my view... Her weak spot. Her weakest spot. "Come on, you bastard, rape me if you want!" - screamed the girl finally, when I was just standing there and looking at her for a minute... "No," - I laughed, coming closer to her. - "You're thinking of me much worse than I really am. I don't want to rape you... Although your hips are so tempting." I took a knife once again, this time putting it into the tight gap between her skin and panties, causing the girl to hold her breath in fear... One rapid movement of a hand - and her panties were cut in half, flowing down her legs to the floor. Exposing the tender skin of her hips... Delicate skin of her groin, where I kneed her minutes ago, and gentle pubis, covered with some blonde hair, although not much of it... "You know what I like most about your long-eared race?" - I said quietly, reaching for her breasts. I touched the left nipple with two fingers... - "The fact that you're going crazy from even little pain..." I squeezed her nipple as hard as I could, making the girl moan loudly from pain and twitching by the wall, tied reliably to it... "Yes, I mean exactly this thing," - I smiled, stepping back and taking the whip from my belt. The girl stared at it in horror... "Just for your information, Eien, I'm a master at aiming this thing exactly to where I want," - I said, swinging the whip a few times and striking the girl... She shrieked and closed her eyes instinctively, but I didn't hit her face. The whip smashed right into her left breast, leaving a red mark and causing the girl to moan even louder, clenching her teeth and trying not to scream... "Why don't you scream? Isn't it painful?" - One more swing of the whip, and it hit her right breast, right in the nipple, making Eien moan hysterically, but still not screaming... "Ah. I understand now, you need something more painful..." - I pointed my finger at her groin. The girl gazed at me, her eyes were filled with horror... "No... No, please, no! I'll do anything, please!" The swinging whip, landing right into her tender groin and leaving a red bloody mark on her skin, turned her last "please" into a loud scream, as the girl desperately tried to bend over from pain, but the rope didn't let her... "Now that's what I call pain," - I smiled, looking at the girl, as tears were flowing down her cheeks. - "Do you want more?" - "No, I beg you - aaaaaaaaaahhh!!!" - one more red line stretched on her groin, as the end of the whip slapped her hardly... Not even giving her time to catch her breath, I slapped her one more time... And more, until she uttered an absolutely wild scream, desperately twitching in her ties... Her groin was now covered in blood from several long marks of slit skin, her belly was trembling from pain... "Do you know the phrase: to save the best for the last?" - I said quietly, looking at her. The only answer was sobbing... "I fucking asked you a question!" - I swinged the whip, preparing for another blow. "Yes!!!" - she cried in horror. "That's a good girl. You should always answer the questions that you are asked." I came closer to her and touched her belly. A little higher than where the cuts were. "Then answer me one more thing. Do you know how it feels to get smacked right there?" - I moved my arm lower, touching slightly the deep cuts on her groin, which made her moan wildly, and put my hand on her pussy lips. Damn, they were so delicate and tender... I felt my cock get harder just from the very thought of it. "I ask you!" - I yelled. - "Do you know how does it feel?!" - "Yes..." - she whispered quietly, fearing me. She was now a quintessence of fear and pain... "Who did it?" - "We... we fought with a girl from another class... She's human... She kicked me there..." - the girl was crying, it was clearly hard for her to even tell this story... "Her name?" - "Anna... Anna from 2C..." I stepped back, still holding the whip in my hand. "Alright, Eien. Don't worry, Anna will suffer. Not less than you do..." I swinged the whip again, and the girl screamed loudly in horror... Oh yes, she did have what to be afraid of. The whip slashed right into her tender pussy, hitting the clit and pussy lips and turning them into a red and bloody source of the ultimate pain... The girl shrieked so loudly that for a second I worried if the girls in the classes could hear that. She uttered an absolutely wild scream, clenching her thighs tightly, as blood was literally pouring down them from her slit pussy... "One more time, Eien?" - "Noooooo!!!" I shook my shoulders and smashed the whip into her hips once again... God, this was the most desperate cry that I ever heard... The elf was almost losing her consciousness, as the terrible pain from her pussy spread around her whole body... Her thighs were now covered with fresh blood coming from the completely smashed pubis and pussy, the girl was twitching in her ties, howling wildly from the worst pain she had ever experienced... Smiling, I came closer and reached for the ties that were holding here hands. Eien fell on her knees, immediately holding her crotch with both hands and at the same time screaming even louder, as touching her wounded pussy even doubled the pain... I walked around her in a circle, then grabbing her by her shoulders and lifting into the air back onto her legs. It was a miracle she was still able to stand... In such pain, she wasn't a threat to me. I wrapped the whip around her neck, squeezing it and making the girl squeak quietly... I tightened the ends of the whip behind her neck, holding it with one hand and putting another one on her belly, just above the wounds from the whipping. The tightened whip completely deprived her of air... "Eien," - I whispered to her long ear, as she was slightly twitching in my arms, slowly choking. - "I've heard you elves have extremely strong orgasms..." My hand on her belly moved lower, and as I touched her ruined bloody pussy, she tried to scream and wiggle in my arms... It didn't help. The lack of oxygen was killing her. And she was dying in pain... I entered her pussy with two fingers, plunging them deep into her. She was still kicking in my arms in horrible pain, making choked sounds... "Too bad I can't test that on you, girl, you're in such a pain..." I began to slowly fuck her with two fingers, still choking her and feeling her agonizing twitches... It didn't take long, though. Her body was already devastated from the pain torture... I released both the whip and my embrace - and she fell down to my feet without a sound, with blood dripping from her hips to the floor. "Now, where was the..." - I took a piece of her shirt to clean my fingers carefully and stepped over her dead body. One more victim... Hell, I was starting to definitely like it. Leaving the pieces of rope hang on the radiator attached to her legs, I slowly walked away, still looking clean and innocent... Damn. It was so hot... But where should I go now? Hmm... ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- * To be honest I'm not familiar with international definition of breast sizes. If someone could explain me the numbers (like 33C) or maybe provide an example picture, I'd be appreciated. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- So, where does John go now? Option A. As suggested in the previous poll, the doctor's office. Right now, there's only one girl there, so the kill can happen right there. John can use different medicines, or maybe just the broken glass of some bulb etc. The girl: also, partly my idea, partly yours. A human girl, caucasian, red hair. Anything else in description (including why is she here - headache? simulation? maybe she's half naked on the couch because of the doctor's examination?) is up to you, too. Option B. He decides to search for the girl, Anna, whom Eien mentioned. Not that he feels sorry for Eien or whatever, but he can use that fact of that fight in pretending he "punishes" the girl. The description: Human, latino looking, 5'7", dark hair. Everything else about the description is up to you. Including the way she dies (but maybe as John reminds her of that fight, maybe some belly stabbing etc - human girls aren't so extremely sensitive about cuntbusting, but maybe smth like groin stabbing can be a reference to the painful low blow she did to Eien). Option C. Instead of John, we'll take a look for some time at Jane's actions. She is bisexual or lesbian, so killing the girls is also very arousing to her; she visits the museum. The museum isn't very popular, it's big and only several smartest girls are there now. Although smart, these girls can be quite attractive too, maybe a little too shy though. As I said, the museum is big, so Jane can kill the girl right there in one room, while the girls in the other rooms of it don't notice anything. I leave the girl description and the way she dies (remember, there are a lot of dangerous objects in the museum) up to you completely. VOTE! ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- One more thing, about elf girls' orgasms. As mentioned before, they're more strong than of human girls; I want to ask what do you think if elf girls' orgasms are so strong that they squirt? Maybe, even some REALLY strong amounts of squirt. Here's just a small pack of 5 video examples of what I mean: http://www13.zippyshare.com/v/60926539/file.html (side note: I don't care if this is real or not; I assume that for elf girls it might be real).
I'd say C, but I can't think of a description for now
I'd vote C, but i dont feel very creative. So C if someone comes up with something good, or just A. However, you wanted cup sizes. WEll, here is a chart you can use, tehy'll be donwn the pages. its an inches and centimeters, so, pick your posion i guess. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cup_size
C, but I'd like B to happen later hopefully. I also have some unrelated suggestions. Maybe at some point someone hears a scream and the people in a room start panicking and they try to work together, but due to human nature they would naturally start fighting and causing chaos (Maybe a cell phone jammer would be necessary). That could allow for some action scenes with/without death. Also if the students don't like each other much, John/Jane could force them to pick a student to die to save the rest of their lives (whether they stick to their word is up to you). Just some ideas, I've enjoyed what you've done so far, thank you!
>>36 Yes, that's a nice idea. I'll definitely use it, just a bit later (I want to start off with several "clean" kills, visiting the "free-clothing places" (yet another several kills) and then slowly move to the things going not as planned). Alright, I see "C"s... Maybe then, if you have troubles of thinking of a way to die, you suggest a girl, and I come up with the kill method? :)
Eva : 17 year old human brunette with a fondness for ancient weapons, she is in an exhibit on the subject when she is cornered by Jane who disembowels her with a xiphos (ancient greek curved shortsword) she gets slashed horizontally across the belly and at first doesn't even realize she's been stabbed but then she sees a red stain growing across her stomach. she tears open her shirt revealing her gorgeous c-cup breasts in the process and her intestines slither out of her body as she coughs up blood and dies
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I'm here. Sorry for the long absence, I was just about to continue today (within a couple of hours). Sadly I had a very busy week plus I'm afraid that some sort of a writer's block, but the next part coming today - that's for sure.
...After some hesitation, I opened the map of the school on the floor of the corridor and examined it again. I think I'll go here... I smiled, looking at a chosen location. I wonder how Jane's doing by now... As John went up the right staircase, Jane stood for a few seconds, waiting a bit before going up the other one to the third floor of the building. She knew where she wanted to go - the museum. Which is probably filled with numerous girls willing to have more knowledge... She laughed to herself. Of course not. In a school, museum would be visited by only a few hard-studying students... Jane came to a massive metal door which guarded the way into the museum. She bent to her bag, but took out of it only a sheet of paper and a pen... She was pretty sure she'll find something quite dangerous there inside to apply on her victim. Who - she doesn't know yet... Random is fun... The door opened almost without a noise, letting Jane into a small entry hall of the museum. Her steps echoed as she slowly walked into it and closed the door behind her, looking around... Quiet noises could be heard from the hall to the left from her, dedicated to the antiquity. "Let's see some ancient feeling kill..." - Jane smiled and walked into the antiquity hall... A lonely slim brunette girl was standing there, holding her schoolbag in her hand and looking at the set of Greek swords. Hearing Jane's footsteps, she turned her head and smiled. "You must be from the State Emergency Squad? You're fast..." - "Well, we knew about the drill too," - Jane made a friendly smile and reached for what looked like a list of students. - "So, who are you?" - "Eva Kade, grade 3B," - the girl replied quickly. "Alright..." - Jane made a check on the sheet, and then looked around. - "Are you fond of... weapons?" - "Yeah," - the girl smiled and turned towards a long blade fixed on the wall. - "That's my fondness. I'm thinking of becoming an archeologist when..." As the girl was talking, having turned her back to Jane, the killer quickly reached for another sword behind her back. The nameplate called it "xiphos"... "... So, are we going right now, or?.." - as the girl turned around back to Jane, she stood still for a second, not yet understanding what has just happened and looking with surprise into fierce eyes of her killer. And then she felt the pain... The pain across her belly, which made her gasp and quickly open up her shirt, only to see a deep cut almost from side to side, quickly dripping with blood... "Oh... What are you - aahh!.." Jane shoved her up the wall, tearing the shirt open wide completely and shutting the girl's mouth with her hand. "The object of your hobby, my precious," - whispered Jane to her face as the girl was struggling for getting free, - "is quite dangerous, and you really should have known that." Having just said that, the killer smiled and stabbed Eva deep into the belly with the sword, making her bend over from pain and gaze at Jane in shock... "Are you a sadist or what, to be fond of things that bring so much pain?.." - Slowly, she moved the sword to the side, ripping the girl's tender belly apart and noticing Eva faint significantly... The blood was now almost pouring from a deep and horrific wound, and the girl was screaming in pain as Jane was finishing the cut... "Such things kill people," - whispered the killer slowly, looking into the eyes of her victim, as she was holding her torn belly with both hands, feeling dizzy... She almost vomited, and Jane quickly removed the hand from her mouth. "Oh, you dirty bitch!.." Blood came out from the girl's mouth almost the same moment, and Jane quickly moved aside. There was no need in holding the girl's mouth now, as it was occupied with blood... "What... What are you doing..." - the girl screeched, bending over and holding her stomach, coughing up blood... Even more blood was dripping, almost pouring to the clean floor from a deep cut on her belly, and right as Eva uttered another hard cough with blood, she felt her belly muscles get too strained, which made the wound even worse... She felt something slimy with her fingers... "No..." - that's all she could say through all the blood in her mouth, as she was clearly understanding what is it... Jane stepped away, watching the girl's sufferings as her intestines were slipping out of the wide cut, and Eva finally crashed to the floor, landing into a puddle of her own blood and desperately trying to get the intestines that fell from inside of her, with her hands... "You better don't try, baby, people don't live long after this..." - Jane smiled and granted the girl with a good boot smack in the solar plexus, which clearly made things much worse a little lower and deprived her victim of breath... The girl was wiggling in agony, grabbing her own intestines and gulping for air, but this was the end... Soon she lay in her own blood without a move, only her mouth was open in a desperate reach for air, and blood was still dripping from it and from her deeply cut belly... Jane stepped over her corpse, looking at a sword in her hand and then putting it where it was before. Dark red blood was dripping from its blade... "I like this," - she thought. - "These ancient guys knew how to make something deadly..." Smiling, she picked up a paper and a pen and headed past Eva's body into another hall, opening its closed heavy metal door... ----------------------------------------------------------------- You decide, what will be going on there! - Option A - It's a medieval themed hall, so the kill is medieval-themed. Jane knocks the girl unconscious for a couple of minutes, and then wakes her up by a drop onto the wooden horse. She then continues to torture her by tying additional weight to her legs, heating up the metal sharp edge of the wooden horse etc, until the girl passes out from pain. Jane then wakes her up again - seconds before a death from guillotine. - Option B - It's a hall dedicated to different pendulum and other precise mechanisms (pendulums, gears, etc). The girl here is fond of maths so Jane (knocking her unconscious too) sets her into a trap of these mechanisms. They can completely screw up her body, if she isn't able to decypher the code Jane set up in under a minute. ----------------------------------------------------------------- Again, sorry for the wait, I'll try to not let such things happen more. Also, this story desperately needs at least a couple more opinions too: http://gurochan.net/lit/res/1310.html
Forgot to add: you can describe the girl of your choice also, of course. ;)
Oh man, those both sound great. But I'll go with A, wooden horses are hot.
Hm.... I am a big fan of medieval-themed tortures, but... honestly, B sounds a lot more innovative. So I'm going to vote for B. As far as a smart mathy-girl, well... I think glasses are pretty much a requirement. Beyond that, I have no preferences.
I vote B
I'll go with A!
I vote B and suggest a caucasian human blonde with glasses. for the achine i suggest a puzzle of switches she has to anipulate with her tongue because her ars and legs are trapped in the works. she is slowly drawn and quartered by the machine
A, please.
y idea for the victim is a 16-17 y o blonde caucasian human, tall and leggy with sall per breasts and glasses. I would like to see this girl in either scenario. The scenario I would prefer is being trapped in a machine. The girls arms and legs are trapped in gears that are slowly pullying appart, drawing and quartering her. If her ars and legs are reoved by the gears, her trunk will drop into a swirling mass of gears and blades that will grind her to a pulp. To escape she must flip a series of switches in the correct order with her tonge, each misstep results in the gears dragging her apart speeding up. To further complicate atters a vibrator has been shoved in her virgin pussy and she is being distracted by the pleasure. Ultimately she would be drawn, quartered and pulped just before she was about to achieve her first ever orgasm
B
4 A's, 4 B's! One more day then. =)
B and name the girl Minerva, that's a good nerd girl name...
B please
the museum setting is nice, and i look forward to the next story but can i just ask if the scene after the next be my old request for the arab twin sisters?
I'm not very sure if it's going to be exactly the next one, but it will surely be soon. You see, I just want to keep it smooth and somewhat realistic (not that characters change their decisions 5 times a minute, but they have certain plans - which means, that for example if Jane is in the swimming pool area, she doubtedly will go to the library for one kill and then back to the pool - well, it's just an example). But don't worry, I do remember about your idea and I'm planning to do it as soon as possible - but also I want to keep the storyline reasonable.
>>56 to me Minerva is first of all an ancient goddess's name. :D Note: I completely understand that the machine described in the following piece is sort of very complex and Jane has either to be a tech genius to make it or to have really lots of time, but, you know, it's a fantasy anyway. ;) Also, if you don't understand what numbers Minerva needs to enter, go read some Wikipedia. :) --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jane slowly walked into another hall and almost bumped into a girl who was standing right next to the door, studying something on the wall. "Err... Hello," - the student looked at her with a bit of surprise, straightening her skirt. - "You're..." - "I'm from the State Emergency Squad," - replied Jane quickly. - "We're evacuating you one by one, and..." - "Yes, I've heard it from the broadcasting system," - the girl nodded. "And you're..." - "I'm Minerva Rosen, class 2B," - the girl answered immediately. The quickness of their conversation confused Jane for a second, and she stepped a couple of steps from the door, reaching for the folder with files of students from her bag and searching for Minerva. Here she is... Pretending she checks something in the sheet, Jane was quickly studying her file. "A" marks all the time, genius in maths and physics... Jane looked around the hall. Mechanical clocks on the wall, complex gear mechanisms and something mechanical in the corner which name she didn't know. "You like mechanics, huh?" - Jane walked closer to the wall, passing the girl. "Yes, I'm into precise mechanisms a lot," - replied Minerva with enthusiasm. - "The maths in it, it's..." Jane wasn't listening. She quickly grabbed a heavy lamp from the nearby shelf and hit the girl right on the head. Minerva silenced the same second, limping to the floor. "Now, what should I do with you, smarty one..." - Jane murmured, looking at the girl. Then at the massive mechanism in the corner of the room... "Hey, wake up!" Minerva was slowly regaining consciousness, and this shout helped her a bit in doing this. The next second, the feeling of her position helped even more. Opening her eyes, she discovered that she has been reliably tied by her arms and legs to the four levers - two high enough and two quite low; and right in front of her face a small numbers pad was fixed. So close that she could lick it if she wanted... "Help!" - these were her first words. - "Somebody help me!" "I wonder, who are you calling?" - Jane smiled, standing a little bit aside so that Minerva could see her from behind the number pad. - "That one and only girl who has been here except you? Well I've got some bad news, she is dead." Jane paused for a while, enjoying the fear written on the face of her victim, as well as her nicely cut body. The girl was stripped down to her bra and panties... "You know, I thought you, like no other, should understand the logic very well. The logic is simple - if I managed to get here, knock you unconscious and place you over there, how in the world can anybody help you?" Jane smiled again, and Minerva swallowed. "Alright, so you may wondering what I am going to do with you... The funny thing is, nothing. I'm going to pull this lever and press this button," - Jane was holding some small switch in her hand. - "And then it will depend on you if you will survive... You're tied to the levers, my precious. When I start the machine, they will begin to slowly pull away, and guess what - your arms and legs will do too. You'll have... I think a minute or one and a half. And this thing in front of you can save you..." Minerva looked at it, noticing the pad had 10 buttons - from "0" to "9". "I think you know what the Fibonacci numbers are, don't you?" Silence. "Do you know?" - Jane asked again in a louder voice. "Y-yes..." - "Great. So you should enter them, one by one, starting with 1 and 1, and up to 4181. Use your tongue, darling," - Jane smiled, herself liking this idea a lot. - "Have you been with a girl? It would be easier for you then... - ah, yes, I forgot, you haven't been with anyone yet, I noticed that when I was undressing you," - Jane laughed quietly to herself. - "So, just enter them with your tongue, one by one, no spaces or anything... Oh, and one more little thing. Listen to the feelings of your body. Notice anything?" Minerva now felt there was something in her panties, right near her pussy... "Ah, I see it by your face," - Jane smiled. - "It's a butterfly vibrator. I think it will help you concentrate on your task... And if not, well... You know, dying in your orgasm isn't a bad death overall." Jane came closer to the mechanism with Minerva trapped in it. "Now, this thing you don't see because you can't bow your head much, but there, right under you, are a lot of gears. Just think of what's gonna happen to your body when a couple of your limbs get torn off... Anyway, I hope you can count well and I really do hope you can survive." - Jane tried to make a serious face, but eventually laughed with the last words. "Alright. Fibonacci, start with 1 and 1. Get to 4181, and you're free." - She put her hand on the lever and suddenly pulled it down, together with enabling the vibrator in Minerva's panties. - "Go!" The gears started rotating with a horrible mechanical sound, causing Minerva to shriek and instinctively wiggle a couple of seconds in her trap, but then, quickly realising that she HAD to do this, pull her tongue and touch "1" on the number pad. And again. And move to "2", then "3" and "5", as the gears came to the full speed and started to slowly pull apart the girl's arms and legs while rotating under her, flashing their sharp edges... "8", "1", "3", "2", "1"... Jane was standing some steps aside, watching Minerva desperately trying to save her life. This isn't a very hard task actually. It isn't a hard task at all when nothing is pulling you apart, nothing vibrates right next to your pussy and when you have a pencil and a sheet of paper... Minerva didn't. So it wasn't much of a surprise for Jane when the pad blipped suddenly and the gears seemed to start rotating faster... "Oh oh!" - she cried, trying to make her voice sound louder than the mechanism. "Reenter the number, darling!" - she smiled. Every mistake would give Minerva less and less time before the machine does its ugly work... Minerva wasn't crying. She desperately tried not to cry, since with tears in her eyes she wouldn't be able to see the numbers... And this feeling between her legs, this pleasant, unbelievably pleasant feeling, that was messing up her thoughts... 144 plus 233 is 379... Beep! No, no, 377... The muscles of her legs were already strained as much as possible, as her mistakes made the levers rise quicker and already stretch the ropes tied to her legs... "6", "1", "0", "1"... Beep! The machine started to work even more faster, making Minerva scream loudly as she could clearly feel her shoulders be dislocated in just seconds... Jane was watching it with a strange emotion on her face. She liked pure pain more than dismemberment, but yet she was clearly enjoying the force of the machine excel the girl's mind... And the machines do work dirty. But that's a fair price... Minerva uttered a wild scream, when with a disgusting sound her right arm got completely dislocated by the force of the lever, now holding only on the tension of her skin... The pain in her joints and the exciting feeling rising up from her groin were completely driving her crazy... "8", "7", "1", "6" - "Aaaaah!" The gears were now rotating as fast as Jane could imagine, quickly pulling apart her legs and completely tearing away her right arm... Minerva was screaming in pain, still desperately trying to enter the last numbers, but now this was even harder since she lost one arm and hardly could balance without her face touching the pad... "5", "9", "7", "2"... No, not "5", wrong key! The ropes holding her arm and legs were so strained that they were almost making her split her legs horizontally... "Aaaaaaahhh!!" The girl was crying wildly, as she could feel her left leg getting torn apart... "Nooo!..." A disgusting sound of tearing flesh again, and Minerva was now twitching in agony, only tied by her left arm and right leg, with no other limbs left... Jane nodded to herself and turned her back, slowly walking away and hearing Minerva's agonizing screams. She didn't want to see the 50 kg of bloody and fleshy mess get grinded by the gears, but this wasn't the real reason - more than this, she didn't want to be completely covered in the girl's blood, which, as she assumed, could well happen if she stood close enough. Of course there wasn't a chance that Minerva could enter the last numbers, half-dismembered, agonizing from pain and blood loss and unable to catch the number pad with her tongue... A sound of tearing flesh again could be heard as Jane was walking out of the hall, and the next second a very short desperate cry of horror - and then the ugly noise of the gears that finally got their bloody lunch. Jane closed the door behind her, letting the machine turn the girl into a powder on blood, pieces of flesh and bones. Raw force of the machine beat the genius of the human mind. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- As probably preparing the machine took quite some time, we can assume that John was faster. He makes a warning call to tell Jane he goes to the gym area. (as you voted in the poll), so Jane decides to visit the swimming pool area. So where does she go now? - Option A - To the lockers (changing room) belonging to the pool. As the lockdown happened during the middle of the lesson, there aren't many girls (I'd say maybe 1 or 2, but I won't making an exact count - because maybe you will want her to stay in this area for some more time, for example). You decide, who she encounters there (since some time has passed, the girl probably changed back into her school uniform because she hears about the lockdown, but you can come up with some interesting ideas). - Option B - To the sauna area, as suggested by heirophant in >>16. The girls and events there are as he described; the killer is female plus she clearly has lesbian nature so she CAN fuck the girls, don't worry about that. ;-) - Option C - Instead, we follow John's actions for a while, who went to the gym area. In this case, I want to start with a kill completely of my own - this said, by choosing this option you let me continue a story in a way that you don't know before the actual story. Sort of a "unknown" element. I'll draw an approximate map of the swimming pool area soon to clear up possible confusion about "where can Jane go from where".
http://s51.radikal.ru/i134/1008/7f/5d8c292f1353.png The awesome swimming pool area map. :)
B, of course :-)
I vote for C. Jane's had a turn. :)
option d, john gos to the doctors office and kills the previously mentioned Caucasian redhead
c
A;　school uniforms :)
C. and i want john to rape one of them already
They're all valid options but I'll go with A. Nice job on the last section by the way, it was the best part yet!
Wow, so many different votes. OK, one more day, and I'll continue. heirophant, just so that you know - I don't forget about your idea even if another option will be chosen, I'll come back to it asap, but I need to respect the vote result.
C, Jane had her turn. I like the /uknown/ element idea too :).
Also, I would love to see some beautiful redhead killed. I am very keen on them. Maybe I will even find the time to think out some interesting way of killing :).
As I agree with uknown anon posting before, I would like John to visit the doctors office and finding a half-naked caucasian redhead waiting for the doctor. I suggest John to sedate her with some kind of sedatives found in the office/infirmary, then tie her up to the table and perform an autopsy on her, as she wokes up. :) It is up to you.
I'm unfortunately unexpectedly busy atm, expect the next part a little bit later (but soon, maybe within a day). I want to warn that my "unknown" / "surprise" thing isn't actually very gory, it's more sadistic and revolves around my personal fetishes.
Great! gore and sadism, this is why we are here :). cant wait to read it =p
b
Aaaargh, damn it, guys. :) I've already started the C variant, because up to my post 77, there were 2A, 2B, 4C. And now there's 5B. What should I do?
continue the c then >.<
Go with C, and save B for the next round. :)
btw, what was your guys favorite kill so far? i liked the one were john stomped that bitches stomach until shes started vomiting blood
I like the elf girl, wish there was more of a force rape and "big" endng for her tho.
i like the elf one too:). but that one with the history enthusiast was good too =p
What?! are you serious? why? if i can improve anything or i did something wrong... please tell me! if you want me to get lost, whatever, just please continue this story, it is really awesome, even though it is kinda sick. what happened, for gods sake?
Hey, this is me. And that was some troll writing under my name. Not even to mention that at THAT time I wasn't home at all. To all: actually I really had some problems lately which unfortunately stopped me from writing more (I'd say, personal things), but the next part IS coming soon. Maybe tomorrow. If you don't believe it, you can maybe ask the admin to see the IP address of my messages and of that troll.
A little bit more exact just to avoid misunderstanding: yes, I do have some slight personal problems, which actually don't let me "dig" into the story well these last days. But it will be over very soon, I just can't tell when exactly. One of the following days. You see, of course I could've continued without "digging much in it", but I prefer to do something of good quality rather than of poor - and for this, I need this soon-to-happen good day to come. And don't mind >>91 it's not me.
o my god who would think of such of a thing and i say c
name:tootie height:5'6 race:human build:husky breasts:big talent:poetry bio: she is loved by every one in the school. she has one enemy missy(i'll get her later) but she has a double life as a slut hey Ffreq if you like her i'll do the enemy ☺
o my god who would think of such of a thing You. ;)
who me
I think it would be funny to have Jane and John shot by the police who were called by regretful teachers at the end.
ya i agree
I've got some awesome news guys. After almost 2 weeks I'm finally back. :) I really am sorry for this gigantic delay, but I hope you can understand that sometimes shit happens in a life. However, the problem is, fortunately, completely gone now. I'll be writing quite frequently here now. With this said, pls don't abandon this thread thinking it will die soon - it won't. Speaking of J&J being shot to death - I still hesitate about the ultimate ending; I have an idea about the police too, but... well, alright, we'll decide it later. When the story will be coming to an end, which means not very soon. ;) --------------------------------------------------------------------- So, as we agreed, - Option C - Instead, we follow John's actions for a while, who went to the gym area. In this case, I want to start with a kill completely of my own - this said, by choosing this option you let me continue a story in a way that you don't know before the actual story. Sort of a "unknown" element. And because heirophant's option B was sort of thrown away, which I feel sorry for, I would like as an apology for that to start Jane's adventures in swimming pool area exactly with this. So, when we will be returning to Jane, I'll start her story there with twins. Is that ok? --------------------------------------------------------------------- ... After some hesitation and studying the school map, I finally picked my destination. The gym area... When I was a schoolboy myself, we didn't have a big one. This school does. Several sections; almost the whole southern part of the school was devoted to keeping fit. The volleyball playground, the fitness halls, special indoor track-and-field room... It's like it was perfectly designed for a kill. I smiled, studying the map of it again. Yes, I certainly do know where to go... The door separating the gym area from the other parts of the school opened for me almost without a sound. Damn, they must have paid much for such a security system, not even realizing back then that the security system one day would make the school a prison and a playground for the two of us... I walked along the empty corridor, unlocking the door to the teachers' set of rooms. Some inventory was stored here... I might want to take a look at it later. I followed through some small rooms full of balls, mats and ropes, to find myself in a small room just close to the volleyball playground, where the teacher would be sitting working with students' papers or just watching the game. Another turn of the key... Just as I thought. Lacking some other things to do while being locked inside, the girls were playing. They didn't even notice me the first five seconds or so, which let me briefly look at them. It looks they're 3rd grade... The girls weren't wearing school uniforms this time. Instead, they were all dressed much more conveniently... Tight shirts and blouses, short shorts or sometimes skirts... The game stopped for a while when they noticed me, smiling and standing in the door of the teacher's room with some papers in my hand. "Hi everyone," - I started my greeting speech again. - "As you may have guessed, I'm from the State Emergency Squad. We'll evacuate you all slowly one by one, but first," - I looked at each of them, - "I'll need one of you for just five minutes to help me with the papers. You know, I need to know who is absent today and things like that." - "Let me do this," - said the girl on the right from me, whom I didn't notice at first. She was sitting there with a couple more girls, taking a brief break from the game, with a towel on her shoulders and wearing just white tight T-shirt and some really short and tight green shorts... And she was elf. "Yes, sure, let's go in here, there's a table inside," - I pointed to the teacher's room and followed her there. Oh yeah, I surely know what I'm gonna do with her... Just as we walked in, I closed the door behind us and reached for a file in my hand with the lists of students. "So, what class are you?" - "We're 3D," - the elf girl smiled. I gave her the corresponding sheet and pointed to a table. "Here you have the pen... Will you mark who's here and who's absent?" - "Yes, sure," - the girl took a pen and bent slightly over the table to fill in the paper. I was standing behind her, looking at her... Damn, she was gorgeous. Really nice hips, hidden only by her very tight shorts - I was sure she didn't wear panties under them... Long tanned legs, slim figure in a tight shirt, medium-to-long dark hair and a towel on her shoulders... Some sweat was dripping from her neck, but very little and not disgusting in any sense. It was only a sign that she has been playing just recently... "And who are you?" - "I'm Leira Inveillin," - answered the girl, finishing the list and turning back to me. - "Should I mark myself in the list?.." I didn't respond. When she turned back, I was standing right behind her - and slammed my knee right in her crotch, right between her legs that were, unfortunately for her, just slightly apart... Leira didn't even cry - she opened her mouth in a silent scream of shock, bending over and grabbing her pussy... Huh, so I was right with that girl. A blow to the groin is one thing, but direct hit right there is another... Taking her by her shoulders, I rudely pushed her to the wall - and as she hit it, for a moment taking her hands away from her hips, I followed with another blow - this time with the nose of my shoe slamming right into her pussy, making her squeak quietly and grab her pussy through the clothing, gasping and sliding down the wall... The pain was so strong that tears appeared in her eyes, and finally she uttered such a painful howl that it sent chills down my spine... She pressed her thighs tightly to each other, both protecting herself and trying to calm down the pain, howling and holding her crotch all the time... "Heelp!..." - She tried to scream, but it wasn't even loud... I smiled. "Why do all of you always call for help? I've killed two already, and no one of you realized no one can help you..." Leira was looking at me both in horror and in pain, sitting down there at the wall... Smiling, I came closer. "Get up." She tried, I really did see she tried, but she couldn't... I grabbed her by her arms, lifting into the air and shoving up the wall again. Now, she could stand. But barely, as the pain between her legs was almost too much for her... "Consider this was an experiment," - I whispered to her long ear. - "I was just testing if it's true that your long-ear race is so sensitive down there... Well, I have an answer." - With a smile as much ominous as I could make, I quickly reached for her shorts and grabbed her crotch. Just the way you grab someone's balls, but this time holding her pussy through the clothing and squeezing it... The elf screamed wildly, crying from pain and twitching by the wall, desperately trying to press her thighs together and reach for my arm with hers - but she understood everything, when I put another hand on a knife on my belt, hidden under the coat... Looking into her face, I squeezed her pussy through the clothing even harder - her scream reached a new octave, as she was almost agonizing from the worst pain an elf can feel... I was holding her like this for a minute, maybe, squeezing her harder and harder, until she seemed to begin to lose consciousness... With a rude move I threw her down the floor. She fell on her back, her shirt raised a little from it, revealing a part of her slim belly... But this wasn't what was interesting me at that moment. With her, I really wanted to finish it the way that is a nightmare for any elf... I grabbed her legs by ankles - she didn't even fight back, all she could do is moan from pain, crying and holding her crotch... I lifted her legs in the air and spread them - and she understood. She understood her horrible fate... A scream of fear could be heard right before I stomped heavily on her groin - and the scream turned into a wildest cry of pain I ever heard... One more stomp, I almost jumped with one foot on her crotch, and Leira bended her body upward in an agony of pain... She wasn't even protecting herself anymore - fingers on her hands were twitching, as she was literally shaking on the floor... I looked at her legs again. Beautiful legs, with them she could have been a model, a pornstar, or just some beautiful elf... Too bad for her that her life is coming to an end. One more stomp, this time as heavy as if I fell on her - and I could hear a crack of her pelvis bone... My guess was confirmed by such a scream that it almost deafed me, and Leira twitched wildly on the floor, going literally crazy from the ultimate, unbearable pain... I don't know what's happened to me. It could be called rage... I kicked, stomped, kneed her crotch violently, until with each blow I could feel as if I was beating a sack with small parts of bones. Her pelvis was literally destroyed, and I even missed a moment when her consciousness left her forever... Her mouth was still opened in a silent scream, her eyes were almost rolled out, and her shorts were now slowly turning red... I dropped her legs, going to another end of the room and breathing deeply. I almost lost control of myself. I shouldn't, actually, this is dangerous. But on the other hand... What a feeling... I looked at the elf again, then came closer, grabbed her by hands and pulled her body away, into one of the rooms with the inventory. I don't need the girls to notice her body through the open door into the volleyball room... I returned into the teacher's room and breathed deeply a few times again, calming myself. I didn't even realize at first what else I was feeling... A lust. I could clearly feel I had a boner now... Thank god my jeans could almost hide it. Just for some seconds... I came closer to the table, checked the list of students, and reached for my file with all the information about them. So, class 3D... I need to rape one of them. I want to. I will. But who?.. --------------------------------------------------------------------- So, John picks a victim for a rape - he invites her into this room, as if he evacuates another girl, and it happens there. One little notice - I don't want her to be an elf, since, as I mentioned, elf girls have very strong squirting orgasms so it would be quite hard for John to cum inside her. Everything else about the victim - I'm open for suggestions. But what happens next? He need to kill her after that. - Option A - He tells her to bend over again, takes his pistol and fires right into her vagina several times. - Option B - The rape itself is happening not in the teacher's room itself, but in a small room next to it with washstand (I'm not sure how it's called, it's a sink for washing hands - for teachers, for example if they were holding a dirty ball and then need to write something, they need to wash their hands). So, he takes the girl there and rapes her while drowning her head in this sink and letting her breathe some air sometimes, and when he cums into her, he completely drowns the girl. I'll come up with a map of the gym area too very soon. VOTE! :) And sorry again for the giant absence. I wish it didn't happen.
A. and i am really happy to see you back. amazing story :)
I really am happy to be back too. :) Hope I didn't lose too many readers. And if I won't be busy tomorrow, there will be a next part here too: http://gurochan.net/lit/res/1310.html (which sort of drowned for a little because of the same problem, but I don't forget about it, of course)
B sounds fun.
Hoooray! Good to hear that :). I liked that "bloody beach" thread very much. btw, have you ever thought about writing (semi)professionally and to publish some stories or something like that? your english is really excellent, you could beat even my favorite Clive Barker with your approach. But I guess you have too much work to do this. anyways, i love this and i am looking forward to some more. =p
Aargh! sorry, i really didnt want to post it three times! my apologies to everyone.
a and heres a suggestion that i made : name:tootie height:5'6 race:human build: skinny breasts:big talent:football virgin: yes she is the top dog in gym and can throw a football really hard you can use that against her
Loving this btw. I think I'll vote for option A. Personally, later on, I'd like to see one of the girls survive and get away, somehow alerting others in a room but not everyone in the school. Maybe it's a door you can open from only one side, so when she goes in there, she locks herself and everyone else in who were already locked in. I'd love some male victims for Jane, but I know it ain't gonna happen in an all girls school :P
a, and i can't wait for the one based on my idea. i may not be able to respond to it for a while though i'm going to be on vacation with limited internet access for a while...
I'm voting for B, and i'm hoping the girl is a virgin, skinny, and if it happens to be elf instead of human, john could rape her in the vag, then uses her juices to fuck her in the ass.(while the blood from her vag drips into the water)
4 As, 2 Bs, that makes an A. >>116 silver, I'm saving elves with their, khm, "abilities" for Jane, who just loves such things. ;) >>113 boner1234, do you really not realize what my attitude towards you is now? Don't think I'm THAT stupid. No offense, really, I'm not very vengeful, but what would you expect anyway. ------------------------------------------------------------- ... Breathing deeply to calm down, I was listing through the class girls' files, choosing the girl I would rape... Interesting. In this particular moment, my usual victim pick was looking like I was ordering a prostitute. One girl's photo caught my attention, and after brief studying of her file, I smiled... Yes. I want her. Jillian McDayne was looking at me from the photo, her blonde hair were loosely falling down on her shoulders, and her firm breasts, not too big, not too small, just how I like them, were slightly hidden by a blouse with a wide enough decollete. I turned the page to see her full-height photo. Yes... What's her name again?.. "McDayne! Jillian McDayne!" - I shouted, coming out of the teachers' room back to the volleyball gym. A blonde girl in the far end of the room threw the ball to her friend and waved, running to me. "Yes... That's me," - she smiled friendly, approaching me. "You're the next to be evacuated," - I replied, looking at her briefly. Her body curves, hidden by the tight sportswear, were so seducing... - "Come with me," - I lead her to the teachers' room and, as soon as we walked in, closed the door behind us... "And... Where do we go?.." - she asked with some surprise in her voice in a couple of seconds, turning back to me... Not in an appropriate moment, honestly - by doing so, she saw me unzipping my jeans... For a fraction of a second, there was a scared and misunderstanding look on her face, and she screamed shortly, trying to run past me and get to the door... A mistake. I was on her way, why wasn't she running _away_, into the door that was behind her back? In a moment, she was caught in my hands, and I almost threw her at the heavy metal door, trying to catch her arms and not let her scratch me or whatever. I successfully blocked one of two pathetic groin kicks from her, but this was starting to annoy me... I just stepped back and quickly took a pistol from out of the holster, aiming at her and immediately making her shut up and just look at it in horror with tears in her eyes. There was something else in her look... Contempt, or disgust... "You pervert," - she finally said, looking at me angrily and at the same time clearly in fear. It was only now that I realized that the zipper on my jeans was unzipped. This seemed funny to me for some reason, and I smiled in her face. "Oh yes I am. Guess where is your long-eared friend now?" The girl's face turned pale in just seconds... "Wh-what?.. What have you done to her?!" - she shouted, but the sound of the loaded musket calmed her down. I came closer, pointing the pistol at her chest... "I killed her. Just like two other girls. And, just if you want to know, I'm not alone in your lovely school..." Jillian swallowed in fear, looking at me and then at the pistol. "No, no, I didn't kill her with bullets. And please don't worry, I didn't rape her... It was worse for her." - I started to move the pistol down her body, finally stopping it just an inch or two lower than her navel, and pressing its barrel against her bare belly - a narrow strip of naked skin between her shirt and shorts. The girl sighed nervously, drawing her belly in from the feeling of the cold steel. "Do you know what will happen if I fire now?" - I whispered, coming even closer to her. - "The bullet will travel right through your womb, your guts, and finally your spine... You probably won't die instantly. You'll be dying for hours, begging God or whoever you believe in for a faster death... Your intestines will be messed up inside you, bleeding into you stomach, and the bullet will break the vertebra into pieces, leaving you completely paralyzed below the waist... And pain... You just can't imagine. I saw a victim of such a wound... Oh, he was suffering _so_ much," - I was whispering to her face with the most evil smile I was capable of, enjoying the look of fear on her face and feeling my dick get harder and harder... "So, Jillian. If you don't want it to happen to you, take off your shorts, and then panties... Please." - I stepped back again, still holding her at gunpoint and watch the tears flow down her cheeks, as she was quietly sobbing, realizing the choice she would have to make... "Yes..." - she answered quietly, reaching for her shorts and pulling them down her legs... The shorts slid down her legs, revealing tiny panties covering the tender skin of her crotch, and she paused for a second before touching them... "Do it! Do you want a bullet in the groin?" - "No," - she answered very fast, almost crying by now and lowering her panties... Revealing her groin and carefully shaved pubis, pulling the panties down and completely undressing herself below the waist... She was now standing before me, her crotch completely naked, dressed only in a tight shirt and sneakers... I smiled, pointing at her with a pistol again and showing her where to go. "Come to the table, darling..." Jillian swallowed her tears, closing her eyes for a second, and then slowly neared the table, facing it... It seemed to me that she even hunched a little, feeling so bad about what was to come... I put the pistol into the pocket of my coat, pulling down my jeans and pants, revealing my dick which was fully erected by now and ironically pointing right at the girl's hips behind her... "You better have a good cunt, Jillie," - I laughed, approaching her from behind and rudely bending her over near the table, touching her exposed pussy with my fingers slightly... "Well... Seems like good enough," - I chuckled and put my hands on her hips, touching her pussy with the glans of my penis and penetrating her, not too violently, but fast enough... The girl uttered a constrained moan, as I entered her vag, which was slightly wet already although she was trying to hide it and definitely didn't want me... I couldn't help slightly moaning too, feeling the warmth of her pussy and moving my hips, penetrating her again... And again, and again, in a fast enough tempo... "Damn, girl, you're tight..." She didn't reply, she was just sobbing quietly, bent over, scared to death and feeling humiliation... And yes, oh yes, she was tight. She wasn't very wet actually, but my dick could move inside her easily enough, while being squeezed slightly by the walls of her vagina... I started to fuck her a little bit faster, grabbing her hips stronger and with each penetration pulling her towards me, and, to my surprise, the girl actually did start to get wetter... "Oh, you bastard," - I heard the murmuring through her tears and sobbing, - "If that is what you want, I'll give it to you, if you're so - aaaahh!" - I hit her on the back, not stopping to fuck her tight hole and feeling that awesome feeling when the bottom of your stomach starts to feel like heavier and more sensitive... "More words like that, and your belly will be fed up with the lead, you hear?" - I didn't need an answer actually... I could now clearly feel Jillian's pussy getting more and more wet as we progressed, since even though she was hating me and feeling humiliated, her body wasn't thinking so... I could feel her moving her hips slightly, as if she was trying to get the dick deeper into her... "You slut, do you like it, huh?" - I almost shouted at her, feeling that the end was coming soon... Her vag started to pulsate very slightly from excitement, squeezing my penis even more, and that was the thing that finally brought me to an orgasm... I moaned quietly, releasing the sperm right into her pussy, while she was twitching in my arms, trying to get off my dick, and even prolonging the orgasm with it... Damn, what a fucking great feeling... "Why?!" - she almost cried, still held in this position by me, while I was slowly relaxing from the climax, feeling the bliss spread in my body from down there... "Why did you fucking need to - " - "Shut up!" - I replied, smiling and finally letting go of her hips... She almost fell down to the floor, while I slowly walked to the door where she left her panties by, and wiped my dick with them, zipping the jeans again... God, I still have this awesome feeling in me... "Bend over again," - I smiled, walking back towards her. - "What do you want?" - "Do it I said!" - I reached for the pistol again, and in a matter of a second Jillian did what I was asking her too, seemingly crying again... "Good girl." - before she could understand what was going on and react, I quickly placed my pistol against her pussy and pulled the trigger... The silencer made only a quiet sound, the bullet, however, did make something more significant. Jillian seemingly froze in this pose for a second, as the bullet pierced through her entire body... And as the first drips of blood appeared right between her legs and somewhere on the other end, I think it was her head, she just fell dead to the floor without a sound... Now this is what I can call a great finish for a great orgasm... I walked to the comfortable chair in the corner of the teachers' room and sat into it, just relaxing for a couple of minutes and then reaching for my mobile phone to check the time. 12:54... Time to call my partner to tell her how awesome everything goes by now... --------------------------------------------------------------------- John will now set a trap in one of those rooms with the sports inventory to lure the girl into it. I'll decide finally a little bit later, but most probably it will have something to do with the courtswords and spears that are held there for the fencing lessons, so that includes some nice impalement. ;) The question is, where would he pick a victim from? [ Option A ] He pays a visit to the girls' lockers room, where they change their clothes. As the lockdown happened during a lesson, there is only one girl there, so he won't have any problems about the scandal two girls can make about "hey, we're sort of changing our clothes here!" and stuff. The only thing is, she probably won't be naked (it's strange to wait for help for an hour and not get dressed), but she will be wearing this sexy sportswear. From there, he can lead her to that trap, saying this is the reserve way in case of evacuation. [ Option B ] John goes to the fitness area - you know, all those running tracks and stuff. I presume girls there could be wearing something even more explicit, like shorts + topics etc. ;) Again, you can suggest something about the victim if you want. And... [ Option C ] we'll follow Jane's actions again for a while, starting with heirophant's long-awaited idea about the sisters in the heating room. :) VOTE! --------------------------------------------------------------------- And a couple of side notes: 1) The Bloody Beach story is finished! If you missed it or thought that I wouldn't be returning, it's about time to go there and check out the long-awaited finale and, what's also interesting, the complete story in .doc format to save it to HDD etc. 2) I actually liked handling two stories/threads at a time. And since Bloody Beach is over, I'm thinking to start a new thread in the following days, so that I will have this one + new one going on simultaneously. I've been thinking of different ideas for it; I had the following: - a sequel to Bloody Beach; - a story of someone who uses a time machine to travel to different times and places and to pick up victims in, just for example, Ancient Rome and hence leaving without a trace; - a story which is, how to describe, like your average videogame, but the gory way. There are some threads with fanfiction about videogame heroines, but my idea is different. Imagine that you're reading some sort of a walkthrough, but it's more vivid, much more detailed and it's much more gory. Basically, it's the story depicting the adventures of a heroine IN a "videogame" that's real for her. It's like a real girl has been put into, just for example, Quake III Arena setting, but it's absolutely real for her and she doesn't feel that it's constrained in some way or smth like that. She feels REAL pain, she has REAL thoughts - and this all can be in a story - so it won't be emotionless and guroless and etc like your typical videogame walkthrough. After thinking about these variants, I actually prefer the third one, the "sort-of-videogame". Why? The first two ones are good too I think, but they exploit the same ideas as my already existing stories - "victims' point-of-view" (Bloody Beach -> sequel to it) and "killer's point of view" (Highschool Massacre -> Time Traveling and Killing). The third one implies an absolutely new point of view and setting. And I can promise it won't be dull or unentertaining, I will also try to spoof different videogame cliches etc. The main heroine will be a girl, she will be able to fight with firing weapons / slashing weapons / fists etc; you can customize her looks (!) etc. So what do you think of all that?
I think its awesome can't wait for it all to come together just started reading this and its awesome.
C. I really like the heating room bit.
I'm voting for option C. Also for the new story, I like the video game idea. I also like stories that are the killer's point of view. Whatever you decide, I look forward to reading it.
Also, if (if!) there's a girl reading this thread and willing to help just a little bit about that sort-of-videogame thread, pls reply to me here or to ffreq.gurochan@gmail.com. I think of _probably_ recording some female voice for it (short things, like sounds for/from a videogame) for some even more videogame resemblance. It's not actually _very_ necessary, but that would add some nice element to the story.
Aaawesome! i vote for option c. another story? great! i suggest the time-travelling based story. however, ive been thinking, and ive got an idea: combination of the bloody beach and time travel. you could summarise the bloody beach story from the killers point of view, and then reveal her as the time traveller. i also wonder who shot her at the end of bloody beachs finale :). she could be forced to escape to another time period to recover and make some killing :). but its just an idea. if you would like to consult it with me any more, or need some inspiration/suggestion, you can mail me at jakubkurevnik@yahoo.com. yours faithfully, bhabayaggant
Gotta go with the C.
sweet!!!! and i vote A
C, definatly, also i loved the rape part, i was waiting for that bit the whole story
hey love the story plz continue
Very nice segment, as usual. :) I vote for Option C. And I also like that video-game style idea. It's something pretty original, which isn't too common. *thumbs up*
option C sounds like the place to be. Really enjoying this thread I've been reading it little by little. And its awesome sometimes I find myself not reading as fast as I usually do just to draw out the scene more. If that makes any sense anyways good stuff
7 C, 1 A, heirophant will be happy when he returns from his vacation. :) I've just realized that 45 days (omfg) have passed from the original proposal to this realization. So, continuing with Jane and the twins, finally! And, I remind, here's the floor plan of the swimming pool area in case you get confused. http://s51.radikal.ru/i134/1008/7f/5d8c292f1353.png And btw, speaking of "please continue" etc. - I don't delay much unless I warn about it. Firstly, I give a few days for the proper vote to take place, secondly, for example, the following part is big enough so I wrote it during two nights, not one. ------------------------------------------------------------- Jane has just closed the museum door behind her, when her cell phone rang quietly. Taking it out of her pocket, she briefly looked at the clock on it - 12:54. "Hey John," - she replied with a little smile on her face. - "Just checking, right?" - "Yes, right. Everything's fine here, and you?" - "Yeah, me too," - another smile appeared on Jane's face. - "Until next hour then?" - "Wait, I thought I should tell you I'm staying at their gym section for a while. So if you're thinking where to go, you..." - "Yes, I understand. I think I'll take a walk to their swimming pool then..." - "Do you have a bathing suit, Janie?" - the voice of her partner laughed. "In your dreams," - Jane giggled, ending the conversation and putting the phone back into her pocket. Yes, swimming pool does sound nice indeed. Why not?.. Another big and massive door opened for her, letting into another part of the building. Light and clean corridor was the first thing Jane saw, along with the legends on the walls near the doors: Cloakroom, Tech Room, Teacher's Room. Jane hesitated for a second, thinking of where to go. Cloakroom... How many girls are there? One? Many? She wasn't sure. Maybe she can find a camera or something in the Tech Room? Or at least have some time there to study her school plan. She reached for the keys, opening the door into the Tech Room, and walked in... To her disappointment, there wasn't much to see here. Two doors were leading out of it, marked as Teacher's Room and Sauna (Heater Room). Hmm... Sauna? Girls, if any, shouldn't be naked there, so they won't be confused too much if she appears... It would be good to start from there to see how they react HERE when a person appears... Jane was about to unlock the door, when she noticed a device on the wall. "Temperature control", you say?.. Jane smiled, coming closer to it and examining. 50 degrees Celsius now... Let's switch to 75... Jane turned the control wheel and stepped back from the door, waiting for some time until the changes take effect. It wasn't long when she heard a couple of hardly heard girl voices from behind that door... She smiled. Time to go. Taking out her pistol and after some consideration taking a machete out of her bag and leaving it by the door, Jane unlocked the door and stepped inside. The warm, too warm air embraced her... In the other end of the room, filled with wooden benches for resting, two girls were standing, dressed only in their bikinis. They were looking at Jane with surprise and a little element of suspicion... And they looked very similar. Arabic looks - black hair, darker skin tone, probably around 18, and so damn look-alike Jane thought they were twins... Never mind. It doesn't really matter for her... "You're from the State Emergency Squad?" - asked one of them, standing just a step closer to Jane than her friend or sister was. Jane smiled. "Not really." She took a pistol from out of her belt and pointed it to girls - to their shock. The girls slowly stepped back, both of them frightened instantly... "Wh-what do you want?.. Who are you?.." - the closer girl asked quietly, looking at Jane. "It doesn't matter who I am, what really matters is that I have the gun. Oh, and - who are _you_?" - Jane smiled, looking at both girls. "We... We're..." - "We're from 3A, we're sisters," - continued the other girl, standing a little bit further than her sister. - "I'm Asha Rishab, this is Tamara." - "Yes... What do you want?" - nodded Tamara, still looking in horror at the killer... "That's a good question," - Jane replied, still holding them both at a gunpoint. - "You know... I'm walking around here... Killing youngsters like you..." - She smiled, enjoying expressions on the girls' faces. - "So what I want-ed," - she stressed it like this, - "Is to kill you both. But I have an offer you can't refuse... Kill your sister yourself, and I'll let you go. Seriously." The girls both looked just shocked now... "If one of you kills another one, I'll let you live. If not... You know, human body can't survive 150 Celsius for more than 5 minutes," - Jane grinned evilly, watching Tamara clearly faint. "No... This is inhumane, please listen... Forcing relatives into a mutual crime is a bigger crime itself, don't you know"... What? The girl talks about law?.. Asha, on the other hand, was silent. She was standing slightly behind her sister, thinking hardly... Then looking at Jane... At her sister... At Jane again... And quickly untying her bra... Tamara was still begging something, when her sister jumped at her from behind, throwing the cups of her bra over Tamara's head and crossing the ties behind, catching her neck in this self-made halter and starting to choke... "Sis..." - this was the only thing Tamara could whisper, confused for the first couple of seconds and gulping for air... "What... are you..." - "I'm going to live, that's what," - Asha hissed evilly to her ear, pulling the ties to the sides even harder and choking her sister more... - "If you are so sissy not to make a decision, I will!" Jane was watching the scene with a little surprise. Wow, the girls have tempers... Different tempers... Finally realizing that her sister wasn't pretending, Tamara began to fight back, trying to break free from Asha's deadly embrace, but it was too late. Her face was already turning red from the tightness of the bra ties that were choking her throat, and soon her twitches in attempts to get free started to look like the twitches of agony... Jane was watching Asha kill her sister even with some admiration. Who would have thought... Tamara was still moving in her embraces, trying to reach for the bra's ties helplessly, but her fate was already doomed. Half a minute more - and Asha let go of the bra's ties, letting her sister's body fall to the floor like a sack of sand, breathless and lifeless... "I never liked this bitch," - Asha said quietly, looking at Jane, then her sister's body. - "Clever, chaste, bluestocking... Hate you," - the last line was quiet at all, as Asha was looking at Tamara's dead body. - "So... Do I go now?" - she looked back to Jane. The killer nodded after some hesitation, looking at the killed girl. "And how do I believe you? Why would you let me go if I can go and call the police and everything like that?" - "Because you can call the police," - replied Jane, looking at Asha's face and then half-naked body. - "We aren't afraid of them. How do you think, if we bought all your school crew, is the police a problem for us?.." - She was still studying Asha's body with her eyes. - "Oh wait... No, you're not going anywhere," - she smiled again, and fear appeared again in Asha's eyes. - "What?.. You said I can..." - "Yes you can, after one little thing. You know, you look so... slutty..." - Jane grinned, noticing that Asha hasn't understood anything yet. - "Am I right that you're... well... that you have such a reputation? Answer me!" - Jane almost shouted after Asha was standing silently. "Y-yes... You can say so... Why?" - "Have you been with a girl?" - "Yes..." - "Then you know what," - Jane unzipped her coat and reached for her jeans' belt. - "You know what I ask you to... Get on your knees," - she grinned, unzipping the jeans and lowering them down her thighs a little, revealing her white panties. - "Do it, and you're free. It's not much of a problem for you, considering who you are?" Asha was looking at her with mixed feelings - pure surprise, suspicion and... lust?.. "Alright... I will. I will do this..." - "But if I only notice that you're about to make some trick, I'll" - "I understand," - quickly replied the girl, coming closer to Jane and lowering on her knees. Looking at her accurate panties... "Will you let me?.." - she carefully touched the fabric on Jane's hips, and Jane nodded, touching the girl's black hair... Asha pulled the panties down, revealing tender skin of Jane's groin and clearly shaved pubis... "Don't worry... I do this well..." - the girl whispered, leaning closer to the killer's body and kissing her on the groin, a little bit lower the navel... And again, this time lower, coming closer to the gentle pubic area of Jane... Asha let out her tongue, caressing the killer's skin slightly, and finally got to her pubis, kissing on it gently and touching her labia with the very edge of her tongue... Jane let out a quiet moan, grabbing the girl's hair slightly and pushing her head closer to her hips... Asha nodded a little bit, understanding and kissing Jane's labia, and then touching them gently with her fingers and spreading apart... Revealing the accurate entrance of her pussy... Breathing lightly at it, making Jane moan from pleasure again, and touching it with her time... Right at the same time, when Jane noticed movement in the corner of her eye... "You BITCH!" Asha didn't even manage to realize anything, before Jane pulled her by her hair violently and slammed her knee right in her face, making the girl fall to the floor and moan from pain in her nose and mouth - it seemed that the hit knocked out her tooth... The next second, Jane was quickly dressing up again, looking at the girl so angrily that this time Asha was really scared to death. "You thought you can trick me?.." - Jane pointed in the direction of her sister's body, and Asha realized Tamara was slowly regaining her consciousness... Faster than a lightning, she jumped up from the floor and rushed into the open door into the tech room - only to realize in a second that Jane was faster, and to feel the sharp pain pierce through her side, as the sharp edge of a long machete slammed into her ribcage from the side... "Aaaaahh!!!" - the girl fell to the floor, grabbing her side and howling loudly from pain... She couldn't block the other hit - this time, the weapon sliced right into her stomach, making the girl squeak and curl tightly, gasping for air and feeling her throat get filled with blood from her stomach, and red drops start to drip from under her arm placed over the wound on her belly... "You! Thought! You can trick! Me!" - yelled Jane, grabbing Asha by her hair and pulling her back into the heater room. "You will watch your sister finally really die, you cunt!" Leaving wounded and bleeding heavily Asha on the floor in one side of the room, she quickly walked into another one, where Tamara was coughing and desperately trying to get up, not yet realizing what's happening around her... "Get up!" - with a sadistic smile, Jane grabbed the girl by her shoulders, lifting her into the air and slapping her cheeks a couple of times, bringing her finally into consciousness so that she could at least be standing. "What... Where... Who are you..." - murmured the girl, still coughing a little... "Well, you better not know, laughed Jane behind her, embracing her with the right hand by her belly, with machete in it, and without a warning putting her left hand lower, down her belly and straight into Tamara's panties... "What... What are you! Let me go! What are you doing!" - "Going to fuck you, or ain't that obvious?" - Jane whispered to the awakened girl's ear, while rubbing her labia inside her panties slightly. "No! Please! I'm a virgin, no!!!" - "Oh, really? It's funny, my first time was with a girl, too," - Jane kissed the girl's ear, holding her tightly with her hand. Tamara, although weakened by a choke minutes before, started to twitch in her embraces. "Sssssh, darling," - whispered Jane, spreading her labia apart with her fingers and reaching inside, feeling the hymen under her fingers. - "You see this sharp thing in my hand? Do you want me to slice you up like a sandwich?" Tamara sobbed, feeling the tears flow down her cheek, and the next second - sharp, but not too strong, just unexpected, pain down there, inside her, as Jane's fingers slipped further, tearing her virgin hymen... "Nobody should die a virgin, it's just wrong," - Jane whispered to her ear, feeling she had just deflowered the girl... - "Try to enjoy it at least," - she pulled her fingers out of Tamara's pussy, feeling them wet from her blood, and entered her again... And again, beginning to penetrate the girl more and more, while embracing her by her belly and looking over her shoulder at her dying sister. "See? I'm not your enemy, I'm just your lover, and THAT bitch over there is who wanted to kill you!" Jane started to fuck her faster, not even worrying much about the pleasure the girl was or wasn't getting. - "To be honest, though..." - she was whispering to her ear, - "I want to kill you too, but I'm honest with you at least..." Asha was curling up on the floor, feeling everything around her get colder and darker... Out there, some five meters away from her, her killer was deflowering and then probably killing her sister... The sister she had hated, but maybe, somewhere deep there inside her heart, secretly loved?.. Or why else would she be feeling guilty during her last minutes?.. Tamara was howling both from despair and, honestly, pleasure she started to feel from the fingers of the killer moving in and out of her pussy, and as the tempo was growing, Jane's hand on her belly pressing her more tightly against her, and the feelings were starting to mix into one sense down there in her groin, she let out a long moan, shaking in her first and last ever orgasm and grabbing Jane's hand through the fabric of her panties... Jane kissed her on the ear, raising the machete up her body, and as Tamara bent over in pleasure, sliced it against her throat - and the moan interrupted, as well as the girl's life, whose body with a cut throat was let down to the floor by the killer... "So, did you enjoy the... Ah, you're dead." - Jane looked at Asha and smiled to her own joke. Then looked at her fingers. "This is exactly why I don't love virgins..." - she thought, stepping over Tamara's body and walking out of the heater room to the tech one, where she noticed a sink beforehand... ------------------------------------------------------------- So, that was long, but at the same time, this was long-awaited and hopefully metting the expectations. :) I myself am quite happy that this part finally came to life as a written one, evolving from an idea. So, where does Jane go now? (look at the floor plan: http://s51.radikal.ru/i134/1008/7f/5d8c292f1353.png) - Option A - She goes into the teacher's room and from there to the main swimming pool room, from where she can pick a victim she likes. Girls are there in bikinis mainly, or closed swimsuits (I don't know how it's called, when the belly isn't exposed). - Option B - She only goes to the Tech Room to wash her hands, then returns to the Heater Room to go through it into the corridor and into one of the Showers. In each section of it, there are maybe 1 or two girls, naked of course, so it can be really confusing for them. I'm leaving only two options this time - I think when there are only two, you don't have to make a painful choice between many interesting variants. Let's say, I'm experimenting with the optimal number of options. We'll see what the results of this vote will be. VOTE! ------------------------------------------------------------- Aaaand... *drumroll* The videogame story is up and running! http://gurochan.net/lit/res/2379.html - here it is! In there, I posted the post that describes the idea fully and completely. All the discussion and things like that about the Videogame Story - let's have it there, and here, we're continuing with the Highschool Massacre.
And yes, I've realized I rarely speak about it, but your opinions do really mean a lot to me, so >>128 no, it makes a lot of sense and I'm really appreciated. Also, btw, I wanted to say that if some of you are wondering if this story is going to last forever like this, vanilla for the killers etc., of course no. I will let them both finish their adventures in gym and swimming pool somehow like this, with pretty much success, but then some things can surely go wrong, for example, girls in a class hear something, or girls in another place start to wonder why this "evacuation operation" is taking so freaking long, or a stupid enough teacher will want to save the day, etc. So if you're worrying that the killers have no problems - don't. They will. :)
I kinda want option A just for the joice of the girl she will pick, and the mental image of all the sexy girls, but iwth option b, you can specialize and make them ore gruesome. So Option B. and so you know, they're called one pieces. the swim suits that dont show belly. also, sometimes leotards, but that is uaully if they are dancers. though you can call them the same i'm sure. and i love what you're doing. you're channeling the spirit of Johny Guro well.
ok about the sham of u it was a dare i had to or id be a coward so my damn pride got me so sorry ffreq
bump! buuump!!!
Sorry guys, I've caught a virus somewhere which was blocking my internet connection. So I happened to get here only now. Seems like life constantly wants to get in my way with such things. :) I didn't have opportunity to check the votes to write the next part offline, so just give me a day, and it will be here.
Guys, I have to admit. I understand this is extremely unfair to all the readers, but this is true and I can't do anything with it at the moment. I think I'll take a break. It's not that I lost interest to this story or anything like that; there are several things leading to this. First of all, I had thought that I would be having more spare time now, but unfortunately I don't. Maybe (but I'm not sure yet) I will have many free days in October, but as for now, I am really having a ton of things to do "offline". Secondly, there's a thing from which I suffer almost all my life - switching "objects of interest" very fast, against my own will. Say, I can devote all my free time to Rubik's Cube for several days, have an extreme interest to it, but then "forget" about it for a couple of months. Or maybe do some Quake 3 mapping for a week or two, and then have a break of a couple of months too. I really would want to get rid of this thing, but unfortunately by now I can't. And unfortunately, this time I feel like I'm taking a break from this. It's not that I don't like my story - I do, seriously. But this "shift of interests", combined with having little free time these days... In other words, I won't be continuing it for some time. And I'll be honest - I _don't_ know when this break will be over. Maybe in a couple of months, and maybe in a couple of days. I honestly don't know. Maybe it's some form of a "writer's block", I don't know too (although I still love the story and sadism overall). I feel extremely sorry for letting down everybody who was reading, and I guess there's no excuse for such a thing, but I thought I better tell you all this than just "disappear". The thing is, I _will_ be back to Gurochan, although I seriously don't know when. To be completely honest, maybe I'll appear here anytime soon with some short story - not a long one based on votes etc, but just a short my own story. It's just that I have a few "sketches" in mind, but don't have enough willpower at the moment to turn them into stories. I can't promise anything, but I'll try. And I just want to know - if/when I return "completely", will you be reading this story on if I will be continuing it in the future? Yours, Ffreq
Fuck yes! What isn't worth waitin' for isn't worth reading. Ffreq, I'll be waiting.... *sniffle*
Yeah, I'll be reading it. I really like your writing style, but I can't complain, nobody's paying you for it and that's what hobbies are like... you do 'em when you want. I have so many unfinished stories that I don't even bother posting because really, I'm just writing it for myself. If you're like that, I recommend writing up the whole thing and just posting it up bit by bit, that way you don't have to worry about not finishing it because it's done. Look forward to more of your writing later on.
That sucks, but I understand. I've left my share of abandoned projects scattered around the Tubes. If it comes back, it will be like a beautiful surprise birthday party. *thumbs up* You'll be sticking around as a lurker, I hope?
Yes, I will, but don't know about posting actually. I'll see. It's a thing about mood, "focus shifting" etc, so one day I'll surely be back "fully". Thanks for understanding.
Thanks for finishing my section before your break, I really loved it!
when do u thin the next one with be posted if ever?
A suggestion for when you get to Anna (the girl Eien mentioned)...apologies if you already did, I'm only about halfway through when this occured to me. Anyway, I think John should somehow bring up Eien's name and mention hearing about their fight and basically get her to talk trash about her rival...right up until leading her around a corner and almost tripping over Eien's corpse. Her reaction as she recognizes the body should be quite amusing as well as the dawning awareness of what's going on...John could then proceed whith his plans making use of Eien's death and the girls' rivalry to chastize, frighten and psycologically torment Anna as he rapes and/or kills her. (no particular preferences as to how he kills her though)
That is assuming you ever make it back to this project. :/
Oh, that's interesting - when I got back here, I couldn't find this thread (even with Google) so I assumed it got deleted for inactivity or smth like that. Interesting, brings back memories... Although I must admit that I won't be continuing it AT LEAST in the nearest days, cause it was long ago etc, I forgot the "flow" of it so I might need time to get back to it... Never say never though.
Bump! In the hopes it isn't forgotten!
I've re-read this yesterday and today, damn it were good times. I can probably write at least one or two chapters soon and will see if there will be people's interest in it further. But not today / tomorrow; I have sort of a busy week coming up. Soon, though.
>>146 Sounds good. cant wait for it.
Ok, so... Let's try to revive it, or at least write a few more parts. A quick warning though: I don't know yet how much free time I'll be having these days, so maybe I'll be able to do it on a regular basis, maybe not. We'll see. Also, I'm gonna continue with the voting tradition, but since probably there won't be many people reading it now, I'm not relying much on it. I've chosen Option B to continue. I remind: "She [Jane] only goes to the Tech Room to wash her hands, then returns to the Heater Room to go through it into the corridor and into one of the Showers. In each section of it, there are maybe 1 or two girls, naked of course, so it can be really confusing for them." The map of the swimming pool area (the link is still alive, wow): http://s51.radikal.ru/i134/1008/7f/5d8c292f1353.png ------------------------------------------------------------------ ... Blood from Jane's hands was pouring into the sink, while she was thinking of where to head next. When in heater room, she could be able to hear sounds from the swimming pool, probably there are some girls to choose her victim from... On the other hand, she saw another exit in the heaters which, according to her map, was leading to the corridor with showers on the other side. Jane smiled, stopping the water flow and wiping her hands with a towel. Why doesn't she pay a visit to some naked beauties... Almost unbearably warm air of the heater room embraced her again, as she stepped into a place where bodies of her two victims were lying. The air was so hot that Jane could clearly feel her clothers get soaked with water vapor and probably a little bit of her own sweat. She will definitely need to change clothes if she wants to look innocent to her future victims, but not now... Now she was turning a key in a steel door leading into a narrow corridor with finally fresh and cool air. On the other side of it, three doors leading to the corresponding sections of the showers were, all closed and waiting for her choice. Jane reached for her bag again, equipping herself with a pistol and - she couldn't help smiling while taking it out of the bag - a long enough glass dildo for her future victim. Time to see who hides behind the first door... The door clicked quietly and let the killer into a seemingly empty section of the showers, with 6 places with showerheads on top of them, divided from each other by thin plastic walls. "Anyone?" - Jane tried to maintain a friendly voice, and a second after the girl's head showed from behind one of these walls. The girl apparently was naked and hiding herself in the middle section in case the member of the State Emergency Squad for some reason would be male. Long brown hair couldn't hide the sharp edges of the girl's ears, and Jane smiled, realising it was an elf girl in front of her. Seemingly 17 or 18 years old elf girl... "Oh, hi," - Jane made her friendly smile again. - "You... Don't worry, you don't need to hide yourself, I'm a girl too anyway," - apparently this was convincing enough, and the girl stepped from out of her cover, standing a few feet away from Jane, in the middle of the passage from one door to another. "It took you long," - she smiled, still just a little bit shy, but not trying to cover herself too much. This let Jane quickly look through her body... This girl was gorgeous, having firm average-size accurate breasts, perfectly slim and fit belly and wide enough hips, with pubic area flawlessly shaved. "Who are you?" - Jane asked, looking into the green eyes of the elf girl. - "Elina Haywell, 3A," - her future victim replied. 3A... "Um, is there only your class currently here? I've evacuated two other girls already from here and they were from 3A too." - "Yes, we have a swimming pool day today, on Tuesday," - the girl smiled and stepped towards the door, past Jane. - "So, we're going, right?" All girls from 3A, how convenient, she can study all the files now carefully, Jane thought... "Yes, I've left the papers out there, it's kinda wet here," - this was the last friendly smile from the killer, and as the girl walked past her towards the open door, Jane roughly kicked her in the back against the cold metal of the door, quickly closing it and grabbing the girl by her hair... "Aahh, what are you" - "Shut up!" - Jane shouted into the girl's long ear, conveniently changing her hold of the victim so that her arm was embracing the girl by belly and pressing her to Jane. - "Answer me one question, and I won't do any harm! Are you a virgin?" - "What the fuck are you... Aargh, no, no, ok..." - the girl definitely got more frightened as Jane's hand moved lower into the more sensitive area of Elina's body. - "No, I'm not... Long time not," - she answered, breathing heavily and almost shaking from fear. "Oh, that's a good answer... It will make things much easier," - Jane laughed, releasing the hold, stepping back and taking a glass dildo from her belt. Elina's eyes widened for a moment, from both surprise and fear, and the next second she made a pityful attempt of escaping by trying to open the door - without any result. Jane only laughed, coming closer and enjoying the fact that the girl was so frightened she didn't even try to fight back. "See, Elina, what the fuck am I doing, as you asked - I just want to rape you. You know, me and my partner have been wandering around here for a while, killing girls like you..." - Jane made a pause. - "But I like you. I will even let you live. You're hot enough to deserve living on..." - "Fingers..." - Elina whispered, turning a little bit pale. - "What?" - "Not this thing, please... Do it with fingers, I beg you, I'm not used to these..." There was a sign of a doubt in Jane's eyes, but in a few seconds she placed the dildo back to her belt. "Okay. You deserve for being a good girl overall..." Jane stepped towards her, pressing her against the metal door, and the girl swallowed, putting her legs just slightly apart to reveal her tender elf pussy. Jane smiled, reaching out and touching Elina's belly; her fingers moved downwards, and the girl held her breath for a moment, when Jane touched her clit hood with one finger. "I heard you elves have totally mindblowing orgasms... Is it true?.." - Jane even didn't ask, she almost whispered in the girl's face, and Elina nodded slightly. "I always wanted to see one of those," - Jane's fingers separated the girl's pussy lips and slip inwards, feeling the warmth of the girl's private parts. Jane almost pulled her fingers out - and pushed them in again, making Elina bite her lip and close her eyes slightly. Not that she really enjoyed being raped by Jane, but it was the very nature of elf girls - they were literally created for sex... From the very first moves of her fingers, Jane could easily feel the insides of Elina's pussy get much wetter, and soon the penetration of the girl's privates got accompanied by a charming wet sound, as the killer's fingers were sliding in and out of them. Hatred was filling the elf girl, and she was desperately trying to stand still and not react, not show any sign of pleasure, but at the same time the sweet feeling in the very bottom of her belly was spreading across her body, finally making her let out a quiet, yet lustful moan... Jane laughed quietly, increasing the tempo of her penetrations and adding her thumb to rub the girl's clit, which made Elina moan once again and seemingly move her hips a little... "Oh, so you do enjoy it, huh?.." - Jane smiled, continuing to penetrate the girl and placing the other hand onto the girl's groin and pressing slightly. Not hard enough to cause pain, just to keep the girl's hips in position and prolong her upcoming orgasm... Elina's breath was getting louder and louder, as she clearly felt the pleasing tickle in her groin grow stronger and stronger, and Jane could easily feel that her fingers, when they were coming out of the girl's pussy, were all covered in her love juice, and moreover, it was even slowly pouring down Elina's inner thighs... The girl's moans got louder and longer, to Jane's much enjoyment, and it seemed to her that Elina was almost at the brink of orgasm... A couple of more penetrations, as deep as Jane could, accompanied by skillful strokes on the elf's clit - and the girl let out a long lustful scream, bending a bit against the door so that Jane had to press harder on the bottom of her belly to keep her in place... Pussy juice literally gushed out of the elf, almost in one single stream, pouring onto the floor between her legs, flowing down her thighs, as Elina was literally shaking with orgasm and sliding down the metal door, unable to stand on her legs... Jane was watching the girl orgasm with a clear excitation, seeing how an incredible amount of elf love juice was squirted out of the girl's pussy, forming even a puddle below her... "You know what..." - she said quietly, feeling her own arousal down there, in the bottom of her groin. - "I changed my mind a little... One orgasm just isn't enough to let you go..." The elf could only sob quietly, still under effect of the strongest orgasm, when Jane took her by her legs and lay the girl on her back, separating her legs apart again and kneeling beside her. "W-what..." - Elina whispered quietly. - "What are you doing..." - "I want more," - Jane replied, taking a dildo from her belt again. "No... You promised..." - "Who cares what I promised?" - Jane put the end of the dildo to the entrance of the girl's pussy, and it easily slid inside her, with Elina's squirt serving as an excellent lubrication... The elf could only moan loudly, as she felt the lust down there in her body come again, and the worst part was she couldn't anyhow fight with it, it was just physical... The dildo was going way deeper than Jane's fingers did. It was almost touching her womb, still with each move causing so much pleasure that it wasn't long until the juices started to almost pour out of the girl again, to the excitation of her torturer... or lover? In and out, in and out, Jane was moving the toy in the Elina's vagina, noticing now the beautiful tension of the girl's stomach muscles as another orgasm was clearly approaching... Elina let out a miserable sob - and as the dildo came out of her pussy, a tight flow of squirt followed out of her, literally gushing between her widely opened legs and pouring right onto Jane's shirt and jeans... This was too unbearable even for an elf girl. Letting out a cry, she rolled over to her side and clutched her shaking legs together, desperately howling and grabbing her pussy with both hands... Jane was speechless. Kneeling beside her, almost "washed" by the elf girl's pussy juices... She could clearly feel her panties get wet, and not with the girl's juices, but with her own... This was probably one of the hottest things she had ever witnessed... She needs to come. Badly. But first... She touched Elina's legs, uncurling them and removing her hands to reveal the girl's belly and groin - the elf didn't even resist... Beautiful. Just a beautiful creation of nature... Jane reached for a pistol on her belt, and before Elina even realised anything, pulled the trigger - a deafening scream could be heard, as the bullet made its way through the girl's groin... It won't kill her fast, but it will eventually. But also, it will make her suffer so much... It was one of the most painful wounds, and Jane knew it for sure. She untied her belt, unzipped her jeans and pulled them down her legs, then got rid of white panties and sat down by the door, watching the elf girl... Elina was moaning from pain, grabbing her wound and clutching her thighs together from pain, lying in a puddle of her squirt and blood... Jane just couldn't resist schlicking seeing this. She began plunging her pussy, closing her eyes and listening to the moans of the girl... Remembering again and again the two beautiful wet orgasms she saw, until her groin felt heavier, and with yet another move of her hand a wonderful bliss sparkled in her hips, and the killer couldn't help letting out a prolonged moan of pleasure, as she felt it spread all across her body and make her pussy much wetter... Jane sat by the door for a couple more minutes, taking her time in appreciating this feeling... When she opened her eyes, the girl was still alive, sobbing and curling into a little ball of pain. Jane got rid of the rest of her clothes - a shirt and a coat of the Emergency Squad, walked to the nearest shower and spent a few minutes cleaning herself from the sweat of the heater room, squirt and blood of her victim and her own pussy juice between her thighs. What a refreshing feeling... Opening the door, she walked out for her bag to dress up into a new outfit, put her coat back on and was almost about to leave, when she heard something that the wounded elf whispered. "What is it, darling?" - she made a sarcastic smile, coming closer. "Kill me... Please..." - the girl hissed. It was clearly a pain for her even to speak, as every word made her stomach move a little and resulted in an almost unbearable pain in her groin. "You're asking for too much... Enjoy the next few hours, baby. With a gut shot like this, you'll have maybe two or three..." - Jane giggled, walking out of the shower section and closing the door behind her... ------------------------------------------------------------------ This was unexpectedly long for me for the first episode after the break (also as you witnessed it's a bit milder than before, more about a "mild rape" than tortures), but anyway, you know what, I liked writing this and the plot grows on me again so I guess I will be writing further on (not sure about when, though, cause I have things to do offline on this week). Anyway, a good old vote... OPTION A: Jane visits the main swimming pool section - as we learned, all the girls are from 3A here so she can pick her victim in advance, without having to react fast. I leave it up to you to decide what this girl is like (just remember - 3rd grade, so she's 17 or 18) and how Jane will kill her. If there won't be any good suggestions, I'll come up with the method of killing myself. OPTION B: We'll follow John's actions. As you might remember, he just raped a girl (what a coincidence) and is located in the gym area. He once promised an elf girl to find the one who once kicked her in the groin and punish her; well he does find her, but I have an interesting idea. What if this girl is a sadist too and wants to join him? Then he can test her by making her kill her classmate. If she manages, he lets her stay alive and join him (for a while, of course). If she doesn't, he kills her (or, actually, them both). VOTE! :)
I like the sound of Option B. And glad to see you back and writing.
B sounds like it might be fun. Welcome back!
I'm unexpectedly in mood and in ability to continue today. Option B wins. :) So, we're following John's actions now. As you might remember, he's in the teacher's room of the gym and has just raped and shot a girl there (and called Jane to check if everything is alright). What he does now is... ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ending the phone call to Jane, I put the cellular back into the pocket, looking from a chair to the other side of the teacher's room and noticing some timetable on the wall. Intrigued, I got up and came closer, seeing that it's actually a timetable of what classes attend the gym at what times. Quickly running through Tuesday, I noticed a class number that flashed in my mind. 2C... Now where did I hear this number? Ah, yes. I promised that elfie to find and punish the girl who once delivered her a blow to the groin. What was her name, Anna, it seems?.. I came back to my bag, reaching for a file with 2C students and looking for any Anna. Fortunately for me, there was only one Anna there - Anna Perez, just turned 17, a bit Latino looking, with tanned skin, black hair and - I turned the page to see additional information - a lot of warnings for inapropriate behavior at the school. "You've been a bad girl, Anna..." - I whispered, smiling to my own silly joke, and put the file away, turning back to the schedule to see where exactly class 2C is now. Track and field area, how nice... The security door opened for me, inviting me into a hall, slightly smaller than the volleyball area, with circular running tracks around it and a grassy part in the middle of them. In the far corner, 8 girls were sitting on a bench, chatting and in a second noticing me in a doorway. I spoke my usual bullshit about the Emergency Squad again... Funny how it still works, even though they had to wait for around an hour for somebody to come. I wonder if I will eventually seem suspicious to some class... "... So, I'm gonna lead you out of here, one by one. Anna Perez, you're first... Is there Anna Perez in here?" - my future victim stood up from the bench and started walking to me. Wearing a tight white blouse that was leaving a thin strip of her belly skin exposed, accompanied by short black sport shorts and sneakers, she looked great, maybe even older, maturer than you would normally expect from her age. She was definitely one of those girls you call "chicks". She didn't act any rough now, though, coming close to me and asking where will we go. "Here, I'll lead you out," - I replied, walking after her into the gym storage room and closing the door behind us... Quickly reaching for my bag in the corner and getting a baseball bat out of it. "So, why did we have to wait - whoa shit!" - turning back and noticing my move, Anna literally jumped away, but I didn't see too much fear in her eyes, more of anger and caution. She circled me like a panthera, as if she was ready to jump at me - and I was right, she did. Thankfully, the bat in my hands was quicker - and the girl fell down to the floor, howling and grabbing her belly through the blouse as the wood hit her right there, not fatally at all, but painfully enough. "Who are you..." - she moaned, when I came to stand over her. - "Doesn't matter. But I know who you are, and what you did," - I smiled and kicked her in the butt, for her legs were curled up to her belly. Not even hard, just trying to remind her of what she did to Eien before. - "Does this ring any bell?" Anna was confused for a moment. "Eien?.. Who are you? Now listen, this bitch was - aaahh!.." - another kick went to her ribcage; if it was just a little stronger I would have probably broken one or two ribs... "Yes, Eien. I'm glad you finally realized it." - I stepped back to my bag, to get a golf club out of it. - "It will be a pleasure for me to teach a bad girl like you a lesson, you know..." - "P-pleasure?.." - Anna whispered, crawling away from me as I was approaching. "Oh yes. Nothing feels better than killing you girls," - I laughed, raising up my arms to smash the golf club into her body from above. - "Nooo!.." - Anna's scream almost turned into a yelp. - "I'm like you, listen, I'm like you!.." The golf club stopped in mid-air, as I looked at her with a surprise. "You've got 5 seconds to explain." - "You're... You're a sadist, right, you enjoy this?.." - "Does it seem like I don't?" - "I'm like you," - Anna swallowed in fear, looking at me. - "I asked you who are you, remember... You're not from the Squad?.." Interesting. An idea flashed through my mind, an idea probably crazy as hell, but why don't I waste a few more minutes with this girl, really. I might even tell her the whole truth - she'll die anyway. "Of course I'm not," - I laughed, lowering my arms and seeing how Anna exhaled with relief. - "Me and another person bought all of your school, basically. A sadist's dream come true - just think of how many innocents like you are here... Now you tell me what in the world made you think you're even any close to be like me. And I swear I'll make you suffer not less than Eien did if you tell a single word of lie to me." - "I'm... I'm like you, honestly, you can't imagine how much I dream of doing things that you said you do!" - her voice was trembling, but it didn't seem to me as if she was trying to trick me. - "I'm telling you the truth! Ask anybody out there," - her finger pointed at the door to the track and field area, - "they'll tell you how I was bullying some of them!" How interesting. "That's a nice story, Annie," - I smiled. - "Why are you telling it to me anyway? I'm glad you understand me, but how can this prevent me from taking your life?" - I raised the club again, and the Latin girl almost screamed. - "Take me with you!" - "Wh-what?" - "You said you have a partner, please give me a chance to be a third one! If I'm like you, don't you understand what kind of a chance is it?.." I took a few seconds to think over it. It was just an insane idea and totally against our plan. But what if I just... try? "Listen then," - I said quietly, but so that Anna could hear every word. - "I want to see the real you. Do you have the guts to kill your classmate? If yes, we shall talk further." - "I will..." - Anna nodded, and I just couldn't help raising my eyebrows. - "Oh really? Then... Okay, name anyone from your class." - "Emily... Emily Wazowski, she's a blue-stocking." I took the file about 2C again and found her page. Well, why not, after all it's her victim, not mine, why don't I give her a freedom of choice. "Now listen. I'll give you a baseball bat and invite Emily in here, and you will kill her. If you hesitate for even a fraction of a second, I'll kill you both. And if you will be crazy enough to try and kill me," - I put the side of my coat aside, revealing the pistol on my belt, - "remember that bullets are way faster than bats. And believe me, I'll find a way to make you suffer so much that you'll wish you were never born. Understood?" - Anna nodded and slowly stood up from the floor. I opened the door a bit, so that the girl couldn't be seen from the outside. "Is there Emily Wazowski? Come here please, you're next on the list," - making sure the girl was walking here, I turned back to Anna and gave her a baseball bat. She took it almost like a sacral gift... "Remember. I see anything that reminds of a trick - you're fucked. Oh, Emily, come here," - I let the blonde-haired girl in a blue shirt and black leggings in, closing the door behind us and stepping to the side... For the girls to face each other. "Um, wasn't she already supposed to be - what is going on?" - Emily asked with a slight touch of panic in her voice, as she saw a bat in the hands of probably her long-time enemy who was slowly approaching her. "A little circus here for me," - I smiled, keeping my hand on the barrel of the gun on my belt. - "Unluckily for you, Anna chose you." - "Ch-chose?.." - while the nerdy girl was trying to have some conversation, Anna surely didn't waste her time - she started with a juicy smack to her face with a fist, and Emily almost flew back into the metal door, with blood coming out of her mouth. "Annie, what are you doing again, get the fuck away from me! Mister, help!" - "Ooh, our Emily knows some bad words?" - Anna giggled, playing with the bat and suddenly grabbing it with both hands. The blow was surprisingly brutal - almost whizzing in the air, the bat's end struck the side of the girl's head, and Emily flew aside like a sack, hitting the wall with her head and probably gaining herself a concussion. The result of the bat hit looked terrible - it seems her jaw was dislocated, and a few white teeth were lying next to her in a puddle of blood leaking from her mouth... She didn't even moan, it sounded more like a cow's moo, as Anna landed the bat on top of her with an authentic rage. I could easily hear Emily's ribs crack, and an inhuman scream came out of her wrenched mouth... "You can't talk? Finally I won't hear your stupid voice anymore," - Anna hissed, circling her victim and kicking her in the back violently to roll her on her front, with her back in the air. "Ooh, Emily, I will miss you... not," - did the girl even realize she was murmuring this to herself? I could easily see in her eyes an emotion that I knew myself, the same emotion was also in Jane's eyes when we were just experimenting back in the days with our first random victims... Anna threw the bat away, sitting down on top of Emily and saddling her like a horse. She raised the girl's head by her hair and embraced it with her arms. It seemed to me she was just going to roll her neck, but damn, this girl still could impress me... Placing the fingers of one hand under the remaining teeth on Emily's upper jaw and the fingers of the other hand on teeth of the loosely hanging wrenched lower jaw, Anna began to slowly rip her mouth wide open... Desperate agonizing screams could be heard, as Emily's whole body was twitching under the Latin sadist, but Anna was sitting securely on top of her and continued her torture. Finally a disgusting cracking sound of bones crashing each other - and blood literally gushed out of what's left of Emily's mouth... No more screams. The girl was already apparently dead, but Anna took her time in rolling her neck to ensure this. There were a few seconds of silence as the girl was sitting on top of her victim's body, then slowly turned her head to me. "I hope it was any good?.." I nodded, still surprised quite a lot by my discovery of this young talent. I have no idea if it can cause any problems or what Jane will think of it, but as for now, I won't miss a chance to see how Anna deals with somebody else. The Latin chick got up from the body, noticing her sneakers had stepped into a bloody puddle once and were now leaving red marks on the floor. "Take them off," - I pointed, and Anna did so, now standing barefoot in front of me. - "You aren't killing me... Does this mean I passed?" - "Yes, you can call it so," - I smiled a little. - "Give me the bat back." - "But I wanted to keep it for now..." - "Give. Me. The bat. You'll receive a weapon when there will be a victim for you, not earlier." - Anna nodded, returning it to me. - "I understand. If I were you, I wouldn't trust myself too. Oh, and also... May I change my clothes? I'm used to the uniform more than to... this," - the girl pointed at her blouse and shorts, both pieces tight enough to show the curves of her body. - "In your dreams," - I laughed. - "I like the way you look now, don't change it. Anyway... Tell me what happened between you and Eien back then, while I see if there's someone else worthy in your class..." ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Obviously the next part starts with Anna quickly describing the past conflict with the elf girl; but what then? OPTION A. John lets her pick another victim that they will kill together (the one who is up to taste of both of them). I want her to be somebody from the 4th grade, of the most adult age (4th grade = 18-19), to have natural red hair; and I want her to be located in the cloakroom where she was locked while changing her clothes (common sense tells me that she's in her school uniform by now but anyway). If you can think of some imaginative way of a paired kill (John + his new apprentice), this is your chance to suggest something unusual. OPTION B. Anna asks John for a chance to deal with her long-time rival, another "bad girl" who is apparently a leader of the informal "girl gang". They leave the gym area for the classroom with her; and Anna tortures her to find out some valuable information (she still thinks John & Jane will save her life after all so it makes sense - she hopes to somehow use it afterwards). This might include good old methods of torturing like needles under nails, etc. John doesn't participate, he's an observer this time. The girl: pale european tall girl with dark "messy" hair, 2B (17 y.o). VOTE! :) Overall, if you can come up with any type of a weird and just interesting death, let me know, cause I sometimes have troubles thinking of some totally new way of killing. Oh and yes, I want your opinion on if Anna will try to trick J & J at some point (for various reasons) or will stay faithful.
I kinda like B, just so see what she'll do before John shows his style and influence on her.
I say A, and rape the elf, with anna helping. (doesn't mean they cant torture and get information at the same time? eh?)
>>6 who is that girl in those pictures?
>>155 Nude art model Irina Buromskih, known mostly as Anya.
>>157 You are literally my new favorite person
Option B scored a little more, so we're continuing this way. Also, the source of inspiration for this "another bad girl", the former rival of Anna, is the public image of a singer Elena Temnikova - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Serebro_(May_2007).11.jpg (middle one). Just so that you can have a more clear image in mind. :-) Anyway, this portion is quite a long one - Anna took her time torturing the girl. --------------------------------------------------------- ..."Well, there's nothing special really," - Anna said, as I sat down onto the chair again and reached for my bag to check out some other possible victims. - "Me and Eien fought over the fact we crashed into each other in the doorway and none of us would let another one pass first. Long story short, it ended up that the elfie fell down on her back and pulled me with her, and my knee got right between her legs," - Anna grinned, standing in front of me while I was studying the files of the other girls from her class. - "I never saw anyone end a fight so fast as she did. She just curled on the floor, grabbed her cooter, and then I got pulled away from her and received a warning. By the way, what did _you_ do to her?" - "Never mind. Let's just say, something a little bit similar," - I smiled, and Anna giggled, coming closer, but still staying at some distance from me. "You know what..." - I looked at her after some pause, not finding anyone really worth dying in her class. - "Do you have anybody who you want to kill? Not as a test, consider it a chance to make some dream come true. Of course, if _I_ like your candidate too." Anna thought for some seconds, then a wide smile appeared on her face. "Look at 2B. There's Maria Ostrova... Okay?" I took my time studying the girl's file. 5'10'' tall, 17 years old, probably of Russian roots by name and looking at me with a cold smile from the photo. Her bio listed her as being almost as naughty as Anna... "Who is she?" - "Let's say I have an unfinished deal with her... So would you mind?" - Another second of consideration. - "Ok, you're good to go." The Latin girl stumbled for a second, trying to shape her next phrase. "I need some information from her... I'll need to torture her long and hard enough before I can kill her. Do you have anything good for that?.." - "Like what? A taser?" - "And do you have one?" I smiled, putting the file back into the bag and standing up. "I have a lot of things with me. But first, let's get to her, anyway." - I unlocked the door where I originally came from, letting Anna walk into it first. I hate when someone's behind me... ... "Hello girls," - my usual appearance worked as it always did - the inhabitants of the locked classroom turned to me. A quiet whispering could be heard among them, as they looked at me and then at the clock on the wall. "We already thought you forgot about us," - one of the girls said, obviously expressing the opinion of the other ones. "Um, well, there are many of you in the school," - I smiled and took a sheet of paper. - "Anyway, I'm finally here, so the sooner we start, the sooner we finish with this, right?" - "Captain Obvious, god damn it..." - a quiet angry hissing sounded from the leftmost desk, where Maria was sitting. I noticed her from the very first second, and all the little time I was standing there she didn't seem any friendly at all. Never mind. "Okay, so the first is Maria Ostrova, is she present today?" - "Oh yes, I am," - the girl sighed, grabbing her bag from beside her desk and walking to me with a contempt on her face. "I'll come back soon," - one last friendly smile from me to the others, and I walked out of the class after Maria, closing the door behind me. "Why the hell were you so slow, really? Anyway, where do we go now..." - I was looking past her shoulder, and she noticed my look in the last moment, starting to turn around, but too late - what I was looking at was Anna who approached the girl from behind and hit her on the back of her head with a board torn away from a bench we passed some time ago. Maria limped and fell onto the floor, with Anna standing above her with a triumphant smile... "Hey you... Wake up already!" - it was probably not the best waking up Maria had. Anna was slapping her cheeks, and the girl's first reaction was to try to fight back - only to find out that she's been reliably tied to the massive chair in the middle of the school's corridor. Her wrists were handcuffed and locked behind the chair's back, and her legs, put slightly apart, were tied to the chair's front feet. Actually, she could hardly move at all - the chair was heavy enough to restrict her attempts of at least rocking it from side to side, as Anna was standing a foot or two in front of her and watching her actions with a smile. Her future victim was wearing an accurate white shirt with a black vest over it and a black girl-style tie, accompanied by the white just-above-knee-length skirt and white socks reaching up almost to her knees. Finally realizing her attempts wouldn't lead to anything, she looked angrily at Anna. "What the fuck? Last thing I remember was..." "... Was me?" - I just couldn't resist saying this, coming from behind her and watching the expression on Maria's face. - "Originally it was my show, but I bumped into her," - I put a hand on Anna's shoulder, and she instinctively trembled for a fraction of a second - I wonder if Maria noticed that. - "She asked me to help her deal with you... I have no idea what it is about, really," - I smiled and went back to my position behind Maria, a few meters away from the girls. - "So I'll just be watching. Anna, I put what you asked onto that windowsill on the right from you." - My apprentice nodded, slowly walking towards it and getting the broken wooden board from it. I couldn't see Maria's face, but her head was constantly tracking Anna's movements... No, it must be a great show to see her face. Without distracting Anna too much, I walked to the other side and sat onto the another windowsill to have a good view of the scene. "So... What's the code, darling?" - Anna hissed with a smile, circling the seated victim with a broken board in her hands and separating a medium-size splinter from it. "In your dreams," - Maria laughed, a bit nervously. Anna stopped behind her and crouched, taking one of Maria's fingers in her hands. "I love this manicure... Anyway. Your problem is, one of my dreams was doing this to you..." - the Latin torturer put the sharp splinter near the nail of the index finger on the Russian girl's left hand and with a delicate move pushed it right under the nail... Maria desperately tried not to scream, but still loud constrained sounds of pain were coming out of her clutched lips, and her legs pushed hard into the floor, twitching slightly from pain... Anna was still pushing the splinter deeper into Maria's finger, until she finally heard a real cry - and that placed a sadistic smile on her face. "So... Have you changed your mind?" - "F... Fuck you!" - Maria was breathing heavily after the pain, which was still there because the splinter didn't go away, it just stopped penetrating her finger deeper. "Oh, I see. Not yet." - my pupil smiled again, separating another splinter from the wood. - "Not to worry, though. I have many of these..." This time Maria didn't try to hold her voice - a painful scream pierced the silence of the corridor, as the same procedure was being done with her middle finger... I could see tears appear in the corners of the girl's eyes... Her legs were a little bit shaking again, as she was at times screaming, at times hissing through her teeth from pain... Anna stopped with this finger finally, walking around the chair and looking into her enemy's eyes. - "The code." - "Bitch... You won't - uuuhhh!" - her speech was interrupted by Anna's fist flying into her face with a nice juicy sound. - "I have a lot of patience, you know..." - Anna walked behing the victim again, throwing away the wooden board, and Maria seemingly sighed with relief, still very cautious about what is to come. And she did have a reason too - apparently, my apprentice had a special interest for nails... The girl's screams reached a new level of volume, as Anna held her ring finger with one hand and started to rip off the nail, holding it by its long end. This time it lasted longer than before - tearing the nail off isn't that easy... About a minute of grunts and screams of both girls - and Anna let out a short "woohoo!", releasing Maria's finger and holding in her hand a long hard nail, all covered in blood. It clanked on the floor, as the girl threw it away, and wiped her bloodied fingers with the collar of Maria's shirt. "Let's try this again. The code?" Maria was on the brink of crying already. From her file and from what she looked like before the torture, I could definitely say she's a toughie - but this kind of pain was probably too much even for her. - "You won't get it!" Wow. I thought she would give up... "You cunt..." - a clear sound of anger could be heard in Anna's hissing, and this time her walking back behind the victim and grabbing her hands was quick and full of rage. She didn't do anything exquisite this time - just grabbed her fingers, one by one, and roughly pulled them in the unnatural direction - ten distinctive cracks could be heard, as all of the girl's fingers were being broken... Hardly distinguishable sounds and words could be heard coming out of Maria's mouth, as with each finger she cried loudly. Finally, Anna let go of her hands, walking straight to the windowsill and not even asking her question again. Maria was watching her with a distinct fear... Just a day ago they were enemies as well, but equal enemies... "Mary... Do you mind if I call you Mary? Funny how we never, ever met in the showers, or something... And I always wanted to see if you're fit enough. You know, what if we had to fight someday?" - I couldn't recognize Anna. She was so different when she was discussing the victim with me and when she was torturing her... She came back to Maria with a knife - and the girl swallowed, looking in panic at the weapon. "Don't worry, I'm not killing you yet..." Anna placed a knife at her enemy's throat and quickly moved it down, cutting apart the cozy vest Maria was in. Then quickly unbuttoning the girl's shirt and finally opening it wide to expose her pretty slim and sporty belly and breasts in a nice body-color bra. "Well, that's not bad..." - the torturer murmured, stepping back and devoting a few seconds to just play with her knife. Was it intentional?.. Either way, it worked good. "I don't know your fucking code!" - something in Maria couldn't hold anymore, and the girl started crying, looking at her enemy... Tortured, injured, humiliated, frightened to death - I doubt anyone could keep calm after all this... Anna sighed, coming closer and suddenly slamming the knife into the tiny piece of the chair's seat between the girl's parted thighs, which made her shriek shortly and become quiet. "John, the taser... Can you give it to me for a few minutes?" - I nodded, taking it out of the bag and throwing to my apprentice. She examined it for a while, finally finding how to set it for a minimal current. "I don't want you to lose your consciousness before I let you to... So, you don't know the code, huh? Maybe this will refresh your memory?" Switching the taser on, Anna put it against Maria's chest, just above the bra, in the middle of it - and the girl's whole body started shaking violently, while shattered pieces of screams were coming out of her mouth... "Enough for a first time," - Anna murmured, switching the device off. - "Did it help, Mary? Oh, I see no... Need to do this again, probably," - her hand started to move down Maria's naked body, past the bra and towards the navel. "No! I swear! I don't know your code, only Miku knows it! I swear!!!" - Anna stopped for a moment, but then still pressed the taser against bare belly of her victim and turned it on. Maria's body literally curved in the ties, and for a moment I was even afraid she's going to tear them, as jolts of electricity were running through her... "Bitch!" - the torture ended with Anna beating the girl on the face with a heavy enough taser, leaving a noticeable scratch on her jaw. Maria didn't even turn her face back towards Anna... It was all covered in tears constantly running down her cheeks, and the look in her eyes... What I read in them was the desire to die, only to end this nightmare... "Listen... Anna, please..." - she whispered quietly, as the girl took the knife back out of the chair between her legs. - "I did bad things... To you... To your friends, too... But I honestly, really... Have no idea about what the code might be..." - "Then why do I need you," - Anna laughed, to even more fear appear in Maria's eyes. She felt Anna's look stop at her still untouched thighs, with strips of bare skin between the white socks and her skirt. A sadistic smile appeared again on the torturer's face, as she touched these naked parts of the Russian girl's hips with her hands and moved them higher, lifting up the skirt until her whole legs and white panties were exposed... "No... Please, if you have any compassion at all, please... Don't touch me... Anna... I'll do whatever you want, just please, don't... And let me live, I won't tell anyone, I" - "Just shut up already!" - With one quick move, the thin fabric of Maria's skirt, and then also panties was ripped apart just like her vest was, to reveal the last hidden intimate part of the girl's body. "I want to see more of you..." - Anna whispered, looking with a mesmerized glance at the fully naked Maria's body, and the girl trembled, looking at her killer. "What's... what's more..." - "More intimate. Something that no one else had ever seen before..." - I could barely hear Anna's voice, as she approached the girl with a knife in her hand. "I want to look inside of you..." - the knife flashed in the light from the window, before plunging deep into the very bottom of Maria's stomach, just a few millimeters maybe above her pussy lips... Starting from now, Maria didn't stop crying not for a second... It was a one long desperate scream, howl of deathly pain, as Anna was slowly raising the knife, cutting the belly of her enemy apart from below... And as the blood almost burst out of her, and her intestines began to fall out, the cry slowly faded into silence, and the girl's head loosely hung on her shoulders without a sign of life in her eyes... I slowly approached Anna from behind, touching her shoulders and taking the weapons from her. As I was packing my bag, the girl was still standing in front of her victim, looking at her creation with such a strange emotion in her eyes... "I... I didn't even know it can be so intimate... so tender... so... beautiful..." --------------------------------------------------------- Hope it wasn't TOO long to read, though. :) Now that we see Anna in real action, I want to note that I don't want to keep the story calm and lucky for the killers all the time. Somewhere about now or very soon I want things to start going wrong a little bit... And firstly, it should include a teacher who, as suggested half a year ago somewhere there in the top comments, wants to save the day (and the girls in the school). So, there's a teacher (female, young enough) who attacks Jane while she's still in the swimming pool area. Two variants: OPTION A. She holds Jane as a some kind of a hostage and tells her to call John so that they meet in some corridor for "negotiations" (she has a pistol, and this pistol is pointed at Jane). So, there will be John, this teacher, Jane and also Anna who comes with John; maybe Anna knows this teacher which can be an interesting plot moment maybe ("Anna? You're with them? OMG!"). OPTION B. This teacher attacks Jane from the ambush in the swimming pool area, they fight and accidentally break into the main swimming pool room (the girls start to panic, attack Jane too, etc). Jane survives anyway, but this option can lead to some drowning death/deaths, as well as a mass murdering of several girls at once in the swimming pool (electricity? just a machinegun? whatever). VOTE!
The last line: of course I meant an SMG (submachine gun), not machinegun. :)
Option A, definitely
Option B. With the hopes that it leads to at least one good drowning kill. Love those.
option a
option a, i bellieve
Option B. I'd like to see a few good drownings.
B definitely B
So, we have 4 "B"s and 2 "A"s (>>163 and >>164 is obviously the same person/post). I had some busy days and that was the reason why I didn't write for almost a week. Also, today, when it's finally the day I'm kinda free, my ISP totally failed and I have no Internet connection except shitty mobile modem. And - guess what - my ISP provider's name is SkyNet. Really. And also, according to the Terminator, today is the day when SkyNet system goes operational and starts a war against people. Internet cutoff, the ISP's website is down, their tech support doesn't pick up the phone. Should I start worrying?.. Don't mind it, anyway. We're continuing with a bloody bath in the swimming pool (I like the game of words here, hehe). For better understanding the first paragraph, the same old swimming pool area map: http://s51.radikal.ru/i134/1008/7f/5d8c292f1353.png Also, if you won't be understanding the movements of the characters throughout this part, this pic can help you out: http://i20.fastpic.ru/big/2011/0423/d0/bc7742f6f0f5a3acf77e8f1cfdb557d0.png ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ... Jane was examining the map again. Should she just leave? All the girls here were from the same class, she already got a few sweet ones, and she was skeptic towards everybody else being as beautiful as these ones... Anyway, one more, probably. Jane walked back through the sauna into the tech room. She could have just gone from the corridor right into the swimming pool room, but she needs space to prepare her instruments and a possible use of surroudings richer than the empty corridor could offer... She turned the lock, stepping into the teacher's room from the tech one... "Finally!" Despite her overall relaxedness, Jane still had her instincts ready - and dodged the strike of hand coming from behing the opening door. The hand was holding scissors that slammed into the metal of the door with an awful screech, just an inch away from Jane's face... The next smack, though, was aimed better, and Jane howled as her attacker's elbow hit her straight in the face, and then, before she could react, a knee blow followed in her solar plexus, making the killer gasp for air and instinctively step back towards the wall, grabbing her belly and taking a quick breath in. It was only now that she had a full glimpse at her attacker... No way. "You..." - hissed Jane, the next second blocking another strike with scissors and catching the attacker's hand. It was a teacher... Erica Rogers, physical education teacher, 23 years old, if she remembers right... One of dozens of teachers that John and Jane had paid to let this all happen. They paid 100 000 USD - wasn't that more than enough?.. The struggle of two girls continued, as the teacher was trying to push scissors away from her, aiming into Jane's face, and the killer holding her hands. Erica tripped Jane's foot, and the killer fell back on the floor, pulling her attacker after her and resulting in the scissors almost penetrating her throat... "Bitch!" - the girl screamed, trying to force the scissors towards Jane's neck, but the killer finally managed to rapidly push her arms aside - and the scissors pierced the wooden floor of the room a couple of inches from the killer's body. The next second a fast blow with the side of a palm followed into the side of Jane's neck, and she let out a painful scream, twitching under her attacker and releasing the hold... The teacher was quick as a lightning, quickly disarming the killer by taking a gun from her belt and throwing it away, and then grabbing the keys from Jane's hand and walking past her towards the door leading to the swimming pool... Paralyzed for a few seconds by a sucker punch to the neck, Jane still could easily predict what it would lead to. Finally making a successful attempt to get up, she rushed at Erica from behind... Resulting in them both almost falling out of the opening door right into the swimming pool room, struggling, to much amusement of the girls in the pool... "Fuck..." - Jane could whisper only this, briefly taking a look around her and almost missing a hit in the face. "Miss Rogers?.." - a couple of surprised voices could be heard, as the girl's teacher tried to shove Jane against the wall, without much success. "She's a ki..." - Erica tried to shout an answer, but a hard blow with a knee into the stomach stopped her speech. It surely didn't look good in the eyes of the girls, though... Jane now had only a few seconds before the girls realize she's killing their teacher, and they will surely want to defend her... Grabbing the girl by shoulders and pulling, with a desperate yell Jane almost threw her in the water, not having any other weapon except her bare hands, and followed her into the pool, embracing the teacher from behind to not let her swim up to the surface for a breath of air... It was now that the girls realized everything. Most of them were grouped at the far end of the pool, chatting before all this happened - and they rushed towards the fighting couple, to much horror of Jane... Erica surely wasn't going to die easily. It was damn hard to hold her under the water, and Jane could feel her scratch her bare arms with her nails, trying to break free... And then pityful attempts to kick her, resulting in Erica's legs hitting Jane's ones. The girls were approaching quickly, with very unfriendly looks on their faces, and their teacher just wasn't dying... "Get off... Get off me!.." - basically for the first time since she and John entered the school, Jane panicked. The girls quickly surrounded the couple in the water, and in a few seconds she could feel several arms scratching, beating her, trying to open her deadly embrace of Erica... They were pushing Jane towards the side of the pool, and soon the killer felt the cold metal handrail at the side, some 20-30 centimeters below the water level... This was her last chance. Desperately trying not to release hold of Erica underwater in all this mess, Jane started to quickly tie the teacher's long hair to the underwater railing, and right when she felt the tie secure enough and too messy to untie, she tried to get out of the water - the next second feeling the girls grab her by shoulders and pull back into the deep, drowning her just like she was doing to Erica, while a couple of others were trying to untie their teacher... Could she ever imagine she would die from the hands of her own victims?.. Not now, at least. Opening her eyes under the water and through numerous bubbles of her breath seeing the half-naked body of an elf girl right in front of her, she just grabbed her crotch through the thin fabric of the panties... Damn, she surely heard the scream even from under the water, as the girl released her shoulders the same seconds and bent, catching Jane's arms... The killer was sure she could even see the blood coming from the girl's panties - her nails were sharp enough... Using this second of freedom, Jane just pushed herself off the side of the pool with her legs, diving past the elf, and surfaced a few meters away from the group of girls, rushing away from them in the water towards the nearest ladder out of the pool... Behind her, a few girls followed her, while the others were still trying to untie Erica's hair from the handrailing - without much success. Quickly getting out of the water, Jane ran along the side of the pool back to the door into the teachers room for her bag - and stood still, as she saw one of the girls who had already gotten out of the water and was now holding the pistol that Erica dropped onto the floor... And this pistol was pointing at Jane. Jane closed her eyes... She knew the girl _will_ shoot. In such a situation, she definitely will. A quiet click followed, though... A misfire... A fraction of a second - and Jane was already in front of the girl, kicking her with a running start... The heavy boot on Jane's foot slammed into the unprotected ripcage of the girl, making her faint and fall on her back, coughing blood and letting go of the pistol... Jane didn't even take it. She rushed back into the teacher's room for her bag... A loud bang pierced the chaotic screams of the girls all around the pool, and the water near almost drowned Erica and her helpers began to color in red, as Jane stood on the brink of the pool above them with a shotgun... One of the girls, with a bloody mess now on the place of her head, slowly drifted away from the group... Everybody got silent, even the girls who already got out of the pool and tried to approach Jane. "Let. Her. Drown," - she pointed the shotgun at the remaining pack of the girls, and they slowly retreated, leaving the agonizing Erica under the water, tied to the railing... There were a few seconds of electrified silence in the room, with the only sounds heard being the bubbles coming from the dying teacher... As Jane could see from here, here hair became messed up even worse after the girl's attempts at saving her, and her body was twitching under the water, as she was desperately trying to get to the surface, but her hair just wouldn't let her go... Jane took her time in watching Erica die. Finally her body went still, slowly beginning to drown deeper until the hair started to hold her again, this time not letting her hit the bottom of the swimming pool... "You probably already guessed that no help is coming your way," - Jane smiled, stepping away from the edge of the pool with a shotgun in her hands and observing the girls scattered in and around it. She noticed a movement on the right... The same girl that tried to shoot her was trying to get up - there were the last seconds of her life. Jane walked to her and, as the terrified gasp could be heard among the girls, pressed the trigger... The bang was extremely loud, and the girl's body fell back onto the floor, with blood puddle starting to form under it from a terrible wound just beneath her breasts... Another few seconds of terrific silence. It was only now that Jane realized that all her clothers were now completely soaked... "I came here to get rid of you one by one, and now look what's the result of some stupid teacher trying to save you!" - she suddenly cried, and she could swear that _all_ the girls flinched a little from her voice. She stepped back to her bag, grabbing a submachine gun out of it, as well as a knife - and that's when the panic began. The girls just started to rush out of the water, run along the pool edge, away from Jane as she opened a random fire across the pool... Ten seconds of deafeningly loud fire. When it was over, there were seemingly no fast movements anywhere... The girls - Jane could count them now, there were six of them - were all down... Three of them were lying on the floor next to the pool, twitching in their own puddles of blood and grabbing their wounds, three more were basically in the same state in the water, except one - maybe a lucky one? - who seemed to catch a bullet with her head... Jane put away the gun, walking to one of the girls lying on the very edge of the pool. Not drops, whole streams of water was still leaking from the killer's clothes as she walked closer to the girl, finding her to be that exact elfie whose crotch she grabbed while she was in the water... Now, she had another wound - in her chest, apparently the bullet pierced her right lung, as the girl was desperately trying to breathe... "I'll help you," - Jane whispered with a sadistic smile, sitting down near the girl and crossing her hands on her throat... The girl was too weakened to even barely fight back. Soon, her breath got quieter and quieter, and with the last agonizing twitches Jane just pulled her up by her shoulders and pushed her into the pool... The next girl was still struggling - if you can call crawling away a struggle. Leaving a bloody trace, seemingly from her stomach, behind her, she was making pityful attempts at escaping her fate. Jane smiled, taking a knife and catching the girl by her bare foot... One quick slice - and the girl cried, feeling her left leg suddenly go limp, as Jane cut the tendon on her thigh, leaving her partly immobilized... Within the next few seconds, same fate followed for the victim's other leg and both arms. To her horror, the girl realized she could barely move her legs and arms... The next second, she felt Jane's boot slam into her side rudely - and fell into the water... Jane stood on the edge, watching the girl desperately try not to drown. If only she could move her extremities... The surface was basically just above her face, the girl just needed to come up to it - but she was immobilized... Through the water's surface, Jane was looking into her very eyes, watching the girl's attempts for a minute or so, until the girl clearly could feel the lack of air... Twitches of her body couldn't help her swim up, and the last thing the girl saw, before the world faded into black around her, was her killer walking away around the pool, towards her last victim... She was almost "untouched". Blonde pale girl, dressed only in a tiny enough red bra and panties, was clutching her teech, lying on the tiles of the floor and holding her leg... Apparently she was "lucky" enough to catch two or three bullets in it, completely breaking her bone. Without saying a word, Jane rudely grabbed her by her long hair - and the girl screamed loudly, realizing it was her turn to die... "Noooo-" - the scream ended amid the word, as the killer pulled her to the edge of the pool and shoved her head into the water. The girl twitched crazily, trying to break free, but Jane got on top of her, sitting on her back on the very brink of the pool's side and holding her head underwater... And as the minute passed, right before the girl would start to lose her consciousness, pulling her by hair up so that she could take a deep breath. And so she did - it was an instinct... And back into the water... The torture repeated a few more times, with Jane almost letting the girl drown, giving her a chance of one breath, and then pushing her head into the water again... Several minutes had passed, before Jane finally started to hold the girl's head underwater for too long. As she stood up from the girl, her body just slid into the already pink from the blood water; the girl was probably still conscious, living the last minute of her life, but she was too exhausted even to raise her head... A couple more wounded girls were still staying in the water, quietly howling from pain and trying to stay afloat, but Jane seemed to not notice them. She just walked back into the teacher's room and looked around her... Ah, yes. This here would work well... Tearing two emergency system electricity cables from the wall, she walked back into the pool room with them and just threw them into the water. An electrified buzzing could be heard - as well as painfully loud, but short screams of the two remaining girls now being almost cooked alive by the 220V running through their bodies... Jane let out a relaxed sign, observing the result of her visit. This was totally unplanned... But it shaped out nicely. Now, - she looked at her completely soaked clothes, - she must change... Again. Damn it. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I hope it wasn't too surreal or maybe chaotic (I felt this for some time while writing this), overall, there was a whole lot of things to happen in this section so forgive me if it indeed is a bit chaotic. Anyway, now we witness one of the following things: OPTION A: Jane changes clothers (again) to dry ones and calls John to come here to see all this and warn him that maybe there are more teachers like Erica. John comes with Anna, Jane isn't very happy at first but John suggests that Anna travels with her instead of him for a while so that Jane sees how good she is. What can two girls do together? Sort of a free choice for you (I presume Anna never had been with a girl in a sexual way - maybe Jane will want her to rape somebody?) OPTION B: Jane doesn't call John right now; we follow his and Anna's adventures. Anna says she needs to piss, they find a toilet but there's a girl trapped in there (1st grade, age 15-16). John suggests Anna kill her; and usually I'm not a fan of piss plays or whatever in a sexual sense, but as an additional source of humiliating the victim - why not, especially since Anna really wants to empty her bladder. VOTE! Also (P.S.), while I was writing (this took 2 nights instead of 1), I got the news that the epic provider fail is due to Amazon EC2, their biggest hosting datacentre, went down (together with reddit, part of facebook and a ton of other websites and services, my ISP among them). Apparently the real evil SkyNet really started something. * hides *
I kinda like Option A better, but since we just saw Jane, I'd like Option B for variety. So B.
Why not both? Start with option A, and then Lead into option B, only with Jane making Anna rape the girl before she's allowed to pee. Possibly force the girl to lick Anna off and then as she cums, she loses control of her bladder and pisses all over the girl's face and mouth. Then Jane could deflower and rape the girl with a dildo (at that age, it seems likely that she's a virgin?) while Anna holds her head over the toilet, shoving it under but letting her breath occasionally and only finally drowning her as Jane makes her cum. (even better if it's an elf girl since Jane could spot the orgasm coming and tell Anna to hold her under for good) It'd be great if the timing worked out so that she starts spewing bubbles and choking on water just a few seconds after she cums.
I support Flying M's suggestion, but if you'd rather one of the two I'll say b
B!
Hey everyone, I was banned for a few days for posting a not-very-obvious-3d in req, but here I am. I like Flying M's idea quite a lot and I think I'll go with it; but not earlier than this weekend cause weeks start to get quite busy. So, somewhere around the weekend.
Also, I'm always open for random ideas about exquisite kills, cause I discovered that a surprisingly hard part is to think of future options when I've written the text itself.
Ooh, boy. I'm excited now. :D Looking forward to it.
Well unfortunately I have to say that I'm postponing it a bit, cause I have a lot of urgent stuff to do in the nearest couple of weeks, but when I get back to it, I'll surely start with this proposal.
Well, I can be patient. :3 I've also been thinking about a hanging/crucifixion rape (where the rapist supports the victim's weight thereby delaying their suffocation...that's gotta mess with a person's mind, huh?) for John, but after some research it seems like crucifixion deaths occurred due to exposure and other causes, not asphyxiation, so that wouldn't work, and I had this great idea for doing it with cafeteria tables too... :/ But hanging's still in as a suggestion. Also I thought of a similar rape using an improvised rack (cafeteria table + rope + mop handle or some similar pole to wind the rope, could be 'locked' by wedging against the table legs?(the rope would be tied to the victim's wrists and ankles then passed over the ends of the table so that the pole could be used to twist and tighten it from behind the table, stretching the victim out as the rope is gradually tightened while John rapes her?)) The problem is, it's a two person job, it would have to be wound from behind/underneath the table, and it would require a fair amount of strength to wind, even with the pole to help. Maybe John and the girls will meet back up in the cafeteria later and they could help him before separating again? Anyway, just some ideas, since you said you were having trouble thinking of things.
Bump to make sure this doesn't slip away.
You could try making a hole in top of a locker, and tying her hands togather and pulling the rope attach to her hands though the hole, the rest is easy to think of; rape, anal rape, or so on.
bump?
I do hope this doesn't die right when a story I suggested was about to be written... :C
bump for revival
more man
i love this story, coming from a female perspective. it has a lovely balance to it. please write more [;
make one where two girls that are something like the somewhat stereotypical snooty rich cheerleaders. gets attached to a hose thing that fills her full of large amounts of semen and some new chemical that permanently increases her hormones like estrogen and other sex related hormones that ends up tuning her into a sex maniac, as well as causing ovulation to increase and makes ovarys make new eggs,along with causing each looks 10 months pregnant with amount in them.make it so the person who filled them asks them if they want more and maybe one says she does says so he fills the one up till she burst causing her to spray blood and stuff all over her friend. the other girl for some reason or other the other girl is spared.but ends up being very pregnant and horny so maybe create a side story for her maybe she volunteered herself or the character who killed her friend sells her. to a underground sex slave organization so she could get lots of sex and gives birth to her dozen+ babies while being filmed or something.and maybe to add some guro to it they only have female slaves so any boys she has are killed and fed to her,while the girls will being used as more sex slaves. just some suggestions
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I don't think that last suggestion really fits the genre of this story. o_o
anyone up for throwing drain cleaner into the story?
That could be interesting. o_o
Have you been missing me? c(^_^c) I surely have been missing you. Now, I won't promise anything (in terms of for how long will I stay here again), because I have already proven myself to be a sudden disappearer, but let's go on. At least I should keep a promise about how the next victim will die, right? :) ------------------------------------------------- Reminder: John picked up a companion - a talented girl called Anna Perez who proved herself to be an exquisite killer; Jane got into the trap set up by a rebellious teacher, but managed to drown her and kill every girl in the swimming pool, as a downside - get completely soaked. ------------------------------------------------- Jane reached for her cell phone, examining it to understand whether it survived the unplanned swimming. Apparently yes... How lucky. She dialed John's number and put the phone between her shoulder and ear, unbuttoning the completely soaked shirt. Damn, that was... She wasn't even sure if she had more reserve clothes. "Jane? You're off schedule, something happened?" - "Well, sort of. Nothing special, but you need to see something. Come here, I'm in, uh, main swimming room, you remember where it is, right?" - "Sure. Will be there in a couple of minites." Putting the phone away, Jane took off her shirt and unzipped the jeans. Of course, they both had taken a couple of reserve clothes, just in case it gets stained with blood of the victims, but this was totally unplanned. She reached for her bag... "Jane, I... Um. You sure you wanted me to see... this?" - John just couldn't resist smiling, as he entered the room behind Jane, who was crouching near her bag, wearing only white bra and panties. Wet bra and panties. - "Know what, fuck you," - Jane replied a bit angrily, getting new underwear out of it. - "Turn away." - "Hey, you called me to see something, and now... Okay, okay," - John giggled, turning around and looking at the bloody mess around him. Behind him, Jane, completely undressed, was wiping herself with the towel and putting on dry new underwear. "So, what happened?" - "We're not alone here, John." - "What? How can we be not alone?" - "A teacher attacked me here. Erica What's-her-name, remember, the one that was the last to agree... Well, she's down there in the water, you can check," - Jane was quickly putting on the light-blue shirt. - "I doubt that there are a lot more fools like her, but still... Fuck." - "What?" - John turned around, seeing Jane rummage in the bag. - "I don't have another pair of jeans. Only... Only this," - Jane took the dark knee-length skirt out of the bag, and John laughed. "You want to look like these schoolgirls?" - "Very funny," - Jane quickly put the skirt on, finishing the change process. - "Well, actually that's all, I wanted to warn that there might be some underestimated surprises." "Um... Jane, actually *I* have a surprise for you, too." - "Huh?" - "Anna... Come in." The door behind John opened, and Anna slipped through it, coming closer and standing next to him. "John, what... What the fuck is that? Who is she?" - "It's Anna Perez, from 2C. You know, when I was at the gym, she exhibited quite amusing qualities... Jane. I think she's like us. I've let her do a couple of kills, and that's amazing." Jane was looking at the girl with high suspicion, and then at John with a bit of anger. - "Do you have any idea what can it lead to?" - "Jane, listen - I have. I take all the risks myself, okay? Anyway, I didn't give her firearms, if anything would have gone wrong, I would just send a bullet between her eyes." Anna, being a spectator of this, swallowed a bit. Jane was silent for a few seconds, examining the looks of the girl. - "So... Anna, right?" - "Yes," - the girl nodded. - "You're Jane, I presume?" - "Right. Well, John, you know what..." - the killer came a few steps closer, still looking at Anna with an examining look. - "Mind if I take her with me? You've had some fun together with her. My turn. I want to see what she's capable of, too," - Jane smiled. "Okay... She's yours," - John nodded. - "She's a talented girl... Anyway, we're wasting time here. I guess you're... uh... finished here?" - John looked around. "Yes, pretty much it. I'm moving somewhere else." - "Me too then," - all three of them proceeded into the exit door, and found themselves just outside the swimming pool area. "We'll go here then," - Jane pointed to the right. - "Anna?" The girl followed her, and soon they both disappeared around the corner for John. "So, tell me about yourself," - Jane said, letting the girl walk in front of her. - "What have you already done, if John thinks so good of you?" - "Well... Crushed the head and ripped off the jaw of one blue-stocking, tortured my old enemy with splinters under the nails and then gutted her... In the past, kicked one elf in the cunt. Things like this," - Anna smiled. - "Is that ok?" - "Well, that's... impressive," - Jane nodded. As the girls were passing the now locked toilet, Anna stopped. - "Jane, I guess I'm not in position to tell us what to do, but may I visit the toilet? I, um, want to piss." Jane looked at her and after a second or so reached for the keys. - "Okay. But don't think that I won't follow you - you still haven't earned my trust." Anna nodded, and as the lock on the door clicked, pushed the door and stepped inside... Only to be greeted by another student, seemingly younger than she, probably 1st grade. The girl looked in surprise at the unexpected visitor - the student in the sport uniform of tight blouse and shorts - but smiled, as soon as she saw Jane, dressed as the Emergency Squad member. - "Finally! Oh god, finally. I was here when it locked, and..." - Jane looked at her with surprise, then at Anna. - "Umm, yes, we're finally here," - Jane stepped inside and put her bag onto the floor of the toilet room, reaching for the files of students. The room itself was surprisingly clean and de-odored for a public toilet... "So, who are you? We need to fill in these forms, you know." - "Rebecca Hiwin, 1A," - the girl replied gladly, and Jane quickly found her file. Well, yes, Rebecca Hiwin, nothing very special about her... 15 years old, elf... Elf. Jane didn't notice it immediately from her looks - sharp ears were hidden by her dark long hair. "Becky, you know what..." - Jane pretended to mark something in the list and put the files back into the bag. - "I think I know what we'll do with you." The next second Jane's knee slammed right into Rebecca's crotch, and the girl screamed, grabbing herself between the legs through the skirt and bending over... One rude push - and she fell to the floor, clutching her thighs together. Must have been the first time for her... Jane looked at Anna, who was standing slightly aside - and noticed a look of excitement and admiration on her face. "You wanted to piss, right? Well, she'll be your toilet," - Jane pointed at the elf. "What? How? What do you mean?" - "I don't want you to use toilet. Piss on her. Hey, I don't ask of something humiliating for *you*," - Jane smiled and came closer to Anna, stepping over the girl on the floor. - "You will now take off your shorts," - Jane's fingers touched the narrow strip of bare skin between Anna's blouse and shorts, - "Sit on top of her face and just empty your bladder." Anna was looking at her with surprise and a bit of uncertainty. - "And if... If she will want to bite me, or something?" - "Well, I hope my leg on her crotch will convince you not to do this," - Jane smiled and kicked the elf in the belly, making her roll onto her back. - "And now, come on, take this off. Don't be shy, you don't have anything there that I haven't seen myself, right?" - the killer winked, and Anna slowly pulled her short shorts down her legs, revealing her naked groin and perfectly shaven pubis. "Good girl," - Jane whispered, when the girl stood in front of her, bottomless. - "Now you, listen," - she turned to the elf on the floor. - "If you just try to hurt her, I'll be sure to squeeze your guts out," - Jane's foot touched the girl's crotch. - "Is that clear?" The elf sobbed, looking in fear at both of them, but eventually nodded... Anna stood above her and kneeled, so that her pussy was right above Rebecca's face. "Lower, my darling," - Jane whispered, observing it from behind. - "Make it so that her lips touch your labia..." As Anna lowered herself more, almost shoving her pussy into the elf's face, Rebecca howled desperately, and tears flowed from her eyes even more. "Sshh..." - Jane's boot pressed slightly on the girl's crotch through her skirt. - "Don't be stupid... Anna, give her a drink, please?" Anna gulped and closed her eyes. Even with the killer being behind her and not being able to actually see the process, she needed some time to overcome shyness... Within a couple of seconds, light-yellow jet of piss streamed from her pussy, and Becky's short scream was quickly interrupted by the liquid running right into her mouth. The girl coughed instinctively, choking, but still managed to swallow some piss, only for her mouth to be quickly fulling with more of it, and more, and more... Salty streams of tears reached her mouth eventually and mixed now with all that urine that was coming from Anna's pussy. There was too much of it, Rebecca just couldn't drink it fast enough; soon yellow streams were spreading all over her face, getting into her nostrils, everywhere... Just as the girl was almost choking of constant submission of more and more liquid, Anna sighed quietly, feeling it was over. The bottom of her belly didn't feel heavy anymore, and the last drops of piss fell into the open mouth of the elf, who, now being able to take a deep breath, burst into tears, humiliated and lying behind Anna's legs... "Good girl," - Jane whispered and, when Anna carefully got up from Becky's face, removed her foot from the elf's crotch. - "And you... Good girl too," - Jane smiled, turning to Anna. The girl nodded, looking at the elf... "I... May I go to the real toilet now? You know, to clean myself, wash down there." - "Yes, sure... Although you know, wait a minute. What I want to do with her next, involves you holding her head, and she's all over in your urine... So maybe you'll wash your hands a little bit later?" - "Mm, okay. What do you want to do with her?" Jane smiled. - "Have you ever been with a girl in bed, Anna?" - "Uh... No, why?" - "Well, my next question would be if you had been with an elf girl, then. But you probably know anyway what they are capable of, right?" - "You mean squirting?" - "Oh yes," - Jane turned back to Rebecca. - "Let's see how much of it is in this one..." - "No..." - Becky, who till this moment was lying on the floor and just sobbing, stood up a bit and tried to crawl away from Jane. - "No... No!.. I'm a virgin, please, no, don't do this, please!!..." Anna laughed, quickly grabbing the elf by her soaked with piss hair and slightly lifting her head up, so that the girl screamed from pain. - "We just don't want you to die a virgin, Becky... We're doing you a service!" Jane watched the scene with slight amusement. This girl is good indeed... "Anna, why don't you drown her in the toilet?.. While I rape her tight little pussy..." - with these words, Jane quickly reached for the girl's hips and pulled the skirt with panties down them, revealing her naked bottom with a nice pink tight entrance of a virgin pussy. Rebecca screamed and tried to fight off with her legs - without much result, as the next thing Jane did was slamming her fist into the soft bare groin of the girl and making her howl with pain and clutch her thighs together... "I'll get her there," - Anna smiled, grabbing the elf's hair again and pulling her towards the toilet cabin, opening the door wide and turning the almost helpless girl onto her belly, so that her head was right above the toilet... Just as Rebecca realized her fate was unevitable, she screamed - and the same moment Anna shoved her head deep into the toilet seat, beginning to drown her in the water. And at the same moment, the elf could feel the sharp nails of Jane rudely penetrating her between the legs - and in a fraction of a second sharp pain of tearing hymen, which made her whole body shake violently and instinctively gulp some water from the toilet... "Hold her like this, and let her breathe a few times," - Jane said quickly, taking a brief look at what was happening in the cabin and concentrating on elf's hips now. Some blood was dripping from her fingers as they exited Rebecca's pussy, and she rudely shoved the three fingers back into her vulva, grabbing the girl by belly with the other hand and beginning to rape her... The girl's belly was moving significantly up and down, as her struggles resulted in uncontrollable breathes, and each of these breathes filled her lungs with dirty toilet water even more... In less than a minute, Jane could already feel spasmic movements of the girl's muscles. "Give her some air for a second!" - she shoted to Anna, and the girl immediately pulled elf's head out of the water by hair. One barely controlled breathe in - and the girl's face submerged into the water again with a splash... ... But her body, even tortured like this, couldn't do anything but feel pleasure from Jane's fingers moving deep inside her pussy. Jane could already feel, despite violent struggles and movements of her body, how the muscles inside her vagina start to squeeze her fingers tighter, and how with every penetration the girl gets wetter and wetter... Soon, not only blood, but elf's squirt juice started to drip from her fingers as they were exiting Rebecca's pussy, and Jane could easily see that the ending was close. "Don't let her breathe anymore," - she murmured to Anna, looking viciously at the elf's hips, and continued to plunge deep into her... Now, Rebecca was clearly agonizing. With her lungs full of water, she was trying to do her last breathes, resulting in her belly almost shaking and squeezing her vagina even more... Last seconds of her life, when her fingers were all white, grabbing the edge of the toilet in agony - and a powerful stream of squirt gushed from between her slightly parted legs, straight onto the floor between her knees, when Jane pulled her fingers out of her... Rebecca's agonizing shakes mixed with her orgasmic shakes, and when there was a whole puddle of squirt on the floor under her, she was already dead... Anna carefully released her head - and Rebecca completely slided down onto the floor, silent and immobile. For some seconds, there was silence, then Anna slowly came closer to Jane near Becky's hips and observed a big puddle of squirt on the floor... "Unbelievable," - she whispered, smiling just a bit weirdly. "Yes," - Jane smiled in return, only now realizing that her head, while she was on her knees, was a bit closer to Anna's naked hips than it would be comfortable. "Now, you wanted to clean yourself up, right?" - "Ah, yes..." - Anna went into another cabin, and after a minute or so of carefully washing her hands, inner thighs and pussy, came out, to be greeted by Jane holding her shorts. "Here," - she passed them to the girl and watched her dress up. - "You know what... I must say you are *really* a good student," - she smiled, opening the door of the toilet and letting Anna come out first... ------------------------------------------------- Heh, took me a couple of days. Hope that it's still relatively good, compared to the old parts. I can understand if there will be almost nobody reading it now, because a lot of time has passed, etc; but if there will be readers and if you want this story to be continued, as in good old times, here's a set of choices for you. Option A: Jane and Anna find that red-haired girl that I mentioned very very very long time ago. She's in the infirmary and was waiting for the doctor when the lockdown happened (maybe she's indeed ill, maybe she was just faking). I want her to be 4th grade, meaning she's aged 18-19. Sort of a free-choice here what Jane and Anna can do to her. Option B: as we saw two "episodes" with Jane, as always, we'll switch to John now to see his adventures. He wanders into a class of 4th grade students also (age 18-19, oldest grade in the school) and feels brave enough to fear them all. Let's say, he starts sort of a "biology lesson" about human anatomy with real-life examples in front of the shocked class. And for a nice change, I want the victim to be a chocolate-black girl with a really good figure, probably some cheerleader or a model or something like that. So, if someone is still reading this and still wants continuation, VOTE! :) I'll check back in a few days to see how it will be going.
B... nothing better than some gore to make my day while I recover from a broken toe.
Hey, welcome back! I vote for Option B.
I think A, drug that bitch up with something to casue her heart to give out of several hours of being tied down, and taken advanage of by jane, and anna. and some very big objects, and later, sharp ones!
I was beginning to think you'd forgotten about us! Glad to see you're still with us and alright. I think I'd like to see choice B.
Yes, your back! B, I alway like a good anatomy lesson
Good to have you back, Ffreq, I'm going to pick option B here, but I'd hate to see A forgotten.
I vote for option B, just no black chick, it would totally ruin the next part for me.
how about black, and white/asain chick? comparing size of ass and breasts and so on.
Bump! So it's not Forgotten!
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Well, tbh I don't have many excuses for the long break again, apart from lots of paperwork at work in the past few weeks and, I'll be honest, some sort of writer's block; I had most of this part written a couple of weeks ago already but for some reason it took me time to finish it. Still, it's here; and we're following John's adventures, as proposed by option B. 195 I hadn't forgotten of course, it's just that during summer, I didn't really feel much into all this. Now I'm more into this (idk, autumn and spring are good for psycho things?), although as you can see some things stood in my way. But I hope to continue this anyway; and by the way, I think this story should be more or less coming to an end. Not because I'm tired of it, it's just that it's already long and the thread is already enormous, and overall, stories are good when they aren't way too long. I think I'll be aiming for some climax in the story now. 198 and 199 sorry, but I already wrote a significant part with the black girl when I saw your comment, anyway, I've decided to introduce a while elf girl here too. Note: a couple of things here are inspired by http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w2EZbGPtr6A (you can watch this more or less simultaneously with the first part of the story) and the black girl, Valerie, is inspired by this model: http://i27.fastpic.ru/big/2011/0905/46/7b9096d22ef6f20e1dd11b1a48c3b046.jpg ------------------------------------------------------- Watching the girls turn around the corner, I smiled and after some hesitation walked to the staircase and went down to the first floor. Somewhere here should be a security room... Ah, there it is. As I unlocked the door and walked in, the first thing that I saw was a huge camera controlling center. Imagery from all the security cameras was transmitted there, onto several monitors behind the rather large controller. Taking my time, I sat into the chair by it and for some time was just examining the imagery - I should say, of pretty good quality. Not HD, but still I could clearly distinguish girls' faces on the screen. Most of them were already worrying - a little bit less than two hours have passed already, and still no help had arrived. Some of them were walking nervously in the class rooms, some - looking into the windows... Hm. What if I... This idea seemed absolutely crazy to me at first, but soon I reached for my bag to get the students' files from it. I wonder if I can control a whole crowd, not just a single girl? Sounds risky a bit, but... Turning the pages, I finally found a class where only 10 girls out of 15 were present today at school. The less of them there will be, the easier and safer it will be to me. Grade 4A... They're adult already, eighteens and nineteens, but it shouldn't be much of a problem, I guess. After some manipulation with the controller, I managed to find the video stream from the class that they were sitting in. Nothing very surprising there, same stuff - some of the girls were wandering around the classroom, some were just sitting and talking with each other... I saw one of them trying to dial some number on her mobile phone and then almost throwing it away in rage. I smiled - it was a good idea to leave the mobile phone jammer switched on. Ok, and what was the subject that they were studying there... I turned to my files again. Ah. Anatomy. I'm pretty sure their lessons so far have been only theoretical... Why don't I show them some practice. The next few minutes took me to prepare necessary stuff and put them in the top section of the bag, as well as equip myself with one more pistol on the other side of the belt - just in case something goes wrong. Am I ready to go? Seems yes. The door opened with a quiet squeak, and all the girls in the class turned to me. Some of them were sitting by their desks, a couple - on the windowsill and looking out of the window. Near the door, there was an abandoned now teacher's table, with some diagrams behind it. I took a brief look - a scheme of human body, how nice... "Um, hi girls," - I tried to look a bit nervous, as if the evacuation was going wrong. - "I'm from the Emergency Squad, and I guess you've been waiting for the evacuation for quite some time, right?" Some of the girls nodded. "Well, actually we have some troubles going on here, basically the evacuation buses didn't arrive in time, they had some situation there. So we've decided to warn you about all this, because two hours is not really the period we were going to make you wait. So I'll just sit here with you and as soon as I get the message, we'll start the evacuation, okay?" I locked the door and proceeded towards the teacher's desk. I felt how their looks followed me - I guess they weren't very happy with me sitting here with them. They're adult already, and of course someone like me feels an unnecessary guest in their company... I sat behind the desk and took the students' files out of it, placing them on the table. What I also took out of the bag, but didn't show yet, was a pair of handcuffs and a rope, which I left lying on my knees. Briefly looking at girls sitting in front of me, a couple of meters away, I picked my victim. Black girl with a chocolate skin, dark slightly curvy long hair and in a neat white shirt. "Um, I need someone to help me fill the papers, while we wait... You, maybe?" The girl nodded and stood up from her desk, coming to me and standing to my left - just enough to not see the handcuffs on my knees yet. "What's your name?" - "Valerie," - the girl replied. "Okay, Valerie, so here is the list of your class, just mark the absent ones with an X, right?" The girl bended slightly forward to get a pen from the desk, and at this exact moment I quickly grabbed her wrists and locked them into the handcuffs with a juicy click. Even before she really realized what was happening, I threw the rope over the tube under the ceiling, which was holding the blackboard in place, and connected it to the handcuffs, quickly stretching it and thus making her arms go into the air. She screamed in panic, and for a few seconds there was an absolute silence in the class. "What the fuck... What the fuck are you do-aahh!.." - Valerie couldn't resist screaming, when I pulled the rope even lower, forcing her arms go higher to a painful state. All the other girls were just staring at us, while I was quickly attaching the other end of the rope to the blackboard behind the girl. Now she was ready - standing right in front of the class, with her arms raised up and almost unable to move. "Well, girls... The fact is, I'm not quite from the Emergency Squad," - I said, pulling a pistol from my belt... A couple more seconds of silence, and suddenly one of the girls almost jumped from her desk and rushed to the locked door. The next second she realized the door won't open - and then with a loud bang she limped and slided down the door, leaving a little blood on the shiny metal right where her heart was. Some smoke was coming out of the barrel of my pistol. "Does anybody else want to try?" Silence was the answer, and 8 pairs of eyes, frightened to death. Some of them were sobbing, looking at their dead classmate by the door... "Good decision," - I turned back to Valerie, who was frightened probably even more than the others, given her state. "What lesson were you having when the lockdown happened?" - I asked her quietly. "Ana... anatomy," - she replied, trying to move away from me, but without much success. "Oh, that's good," - I smiled and turned back to the class. Probably it was too risky to turn away from them, but I was pretty sure they were too frightened to do anything stupid. - "Let's continue the lesson, girls. Do you know how interesting the human body is, actually?" - I looked back at Valerie with probably such an obvious look that she understood everything. Tears flowed from her eyes, and she was only able to whisper "No, please..." before she started crying. I saw one of the girls in the back of the class faint and cover her mouth with her hand... I went and stood behind Valerie, embracing her from behind and starting to slowly unbutton her shirt, from top to bottom. Revealing her dark chocolate skin... She wasn't even resisting, probably she already realized nothing could already help her. Only salty tears were sometimes falling onto my hands, and I could hear her murmuring something... Finally I opened up her shirt, revealing nice pink bra and a perfectly fit belly. Slightly noticeable abs, nice curves... "Nice body you have here," - I said quietly. - "Who are you? A cheerleader? A fashion model?" - "Model," - she whispered quietly, still sobbing. I nodded and looked at the classroom, still standing behind Valerie and putting left arm on her belly, making her noticeably shiver. "So, girls, anatomy, as I promised. When did you eat last time, Valerie?" - "In the morning..." - "Ah, that's good for you then. Because I'm gonna show these girls where the stomach is located..." Placing my hand just above her accurate navel, I suddenly clutched my fist, at the same time pressing it towards her belly. No matter how fit her belly muscles were, I still could do that... And I clearly felt a relatively small sack, her stomach, under my fingers. I clutched it harder - and Valerie bent over as much as she could, gasping for air and letting out a painful moan... Slowly, I started to move my hand, moving her stomach a little bit too. She just couldn't resist screaming, clutching her teeth and wiggling in my embrace... Even the smallest movements of my hand resulted in terrible pain for her, she bent forward slightly, and I clearly felt how strained her belly muscles were. I began moving my hand back and forth, making Valerie let out pathetic screams and moans... After what felt like a minute of torture I finally let her go - she was breathing heavily, swallowing her almost happened vomit and not looking at her classmates... Humiliation, the best part of all this. Not only I tortured her, I did it right in front of her clasmates... They didn't look good, too. Most of them were pressing themselves against their chairs, and I saw their poses - defensive, arms protecting their bellies, as if they were afraid this would happen with them too... "Sshhh, darling..." - I kissed Valerie on her cheek, and she quickly turned away from me. A pain like this dies away pretty quickly for some reason, and I waited for 10 or 15 seconds for her to catch her breath. - "This, girls, was the stomach. It's surprising how you can reach organs from outside of the body, right?" - Without any warning, I pressed my hand against the girl's side, just under her ribcage, and got her kidney. Valerie whined, trying to bend over to this side, just as if I was tickling her... Her teeth were clutched together, eyes closed, and one more painful scream came out of her mouth, as I started to move the kidney slightly away from its normal place... "This is where the kidney is located, girls," - I smiled, looking at the shocked faces of her clasmates. - "I bet this way it's much more easy to memorize this than by looking at those dull schemes," - I pointed at the paper behind me. - "Kidneys, hm... What interesting things about them to tell you? Ah, there are two of them. So if something happens to one..." - I squeezed my fingers harder, and Valerie's screams reached a totally new pitch, - "There's always another one to replace it." I put another hand on the other side of Valerie's body, and her pain was doubled, when I grabbed another kidney too through her skin... "Let her go!" - a sudden scream from one of the girls caught my attention and interrupted the torture. I looked at the classroom and saw the one who said it - curly blond hair, pretty pale face... Long ears, seen through hair. Elf. I smiled and, reaching for the pistol, came closer to the girl - luckily for me, she was sitting at the front desk, so I didn't have to go and be surrounded by all of them. "OK," - I smiled and pointed the pistol at her from the height of my belt. - "I let her go, as you can see. But I need someone to replace her, then. Someone brave, like you... Get up." She wasn't that brave, actually - her braveness ended with her "let her go" shout. She was looking at me with fear... "Get up, or your brains will be all over that girl," - I pointed at her classmate sitting behind her. The elf swallowed and slowly stood up, and I could see her shiver slightly... "What's your name?" - "Ke... Kelly..." - "Alright, Kelly, you'll come with me," - not putting the pistol away, with the other hand I rudely grabbed her wrists and pulled behind me to the blackboard, near Valerie. Quickly getting a new pair of handcuffs and another piece of rope out of the bag, I did the same procedure with her - and withing half a minute, she was tied just like Valerie, with her arms raised into the air and almost unable to move away. "Ahh, elf anatomy. This is an even more interesting thing, girls," - I smiled and stepped away from Kelly. - "I personally love elves for this," - with all power I could get from a short running start, I smashed my boot right between her slightly apart legs from below - and this scream was even louder than everything Valerie produced so far. The elf squeezed her thighs together, moaning and wiggling in her tied position, she just couldn't stand on her legs, hanging on the rope... I could see tears appear in her eyes... I turned back to the class. It was now very easy to distinguish elves from humans, even without looking closely at their ears - elves were squeezing their legs together and looking at Kelly with a very compassionate look... "You have a lovely voice, you know..." - I came closer to Kelly, touching her chin. - "Now, who can answer me, which body system is responsible for this? You maybe?" - I turned to Valerie, and she shivered, possibly thinking that I had already forgotten about her and her tortures were over. "Re... Reproductive system?" - "Yes, right. Then tell me, what's inside you? What's a reproductive system?" - "There... There's vagina... Womb... O-ovaries..." - "Totally right. Good girl," - I smiled and turned back to the class. - "Well, probably you think that you can cause such pain only to elves," - I pointed at Kelly, who was still breathing heavily and frowning from pain. - "The thing is, you can do it to humans too... You just need to know where to strike. And you," - I turned back to Valerie, - "said it absolutely right. Ovaries." I was standing right in front of her - in a distance of a punch. And this punch went right to her left ovary, slightly lower than the waist line. The black girl didn't even scream - she bent over as much as she could, gulping air with her wide open mouth... Her eyes were almost popping out of the sockets, and I punched her again, from the other side, into another ovary, this time making her scream deafeningly loud... Her legs were clutched together now as strongly as elves' were, and she just couldn't help screaming from a pain she thought she would never experience... "Take your time, darling," - I patted her on the shoulder and moved back to Kelly, who had by this time already more-or-less recovered from her pain and was now looking at me with even more fear. "There's one more thing unique to elves' reproductive system, and this time, girls, really unique," - standing behind her, I reached for her skirt and quickly found the zipper. One quick movement of the hand, and the skirt fell down to the floor. The elf was wearing cute white panties, sitting quite low on her hips and revealing a strip of bare skin between the bottom of her shirt and them... "Oh... Oh god, please, no..." - Kelly whispered in panic, when she felt my hand reach inside them. What a flawlessly soft skin... Either she shaves so well, or her hair hasn't started growing there yet, I've heard that it happens quite late for elves... Reaching for her labia, I quickly separated them and touched her clitoris, making her shiver a little bit and close her eyes. Everybody in the class were looking at us now, and it was too shameful for her to see these looks... Putting my other hand on her groin and pressing slightly, I began to slowly rub her weakest spot, almost immediately feeling that between her labia, her panties were becoming clearly wet... "Yes, this is exactly what I like about your race," - I whispered to her long ear, caressing her inside her panties, - "you sluts just can't resist it, even if your mind hates the one who's doing it..." Her pussy juice was leaving a noticeable wet spot on the front of her panties, and I literally could see her blush from shame, and at the same time I felt her belly shiver a little - she couldn't resist enjoying the feeling down there... She squeezed her thighs tightly, making it a bit harder for me to continue my job, but still it wasn't long until my rubbing of her clitoris and pressure on her groin took over, and Kelly let out a long moan of pleasure, and a powerful flow of her elf pussy juicy gushed out of her, soaking her panties completely... There was just too much of it, it started flowing down her shaking legs, dripping to the floor... Her hips were shaking wildly, and as soon as I let go of her, she limped on the rope, unable to stand on her feet and still leaking her juice... Everybody was silent. The elves especially - I could see absolute fear in their eyes, I could see their closed legs, they were so afraid that each of them might be the next one... But the performance was already taking too long. Going back to the chair where I left my bag, I took a small knife out of it, and Valerie, the closest to me, cried a short "No!". "Well... Why no. I need to explain them why elves can gush like that and humans can't, right?" The black girl couldn't stop crying, when I quickly cut apart her skirt and then panties, leaving her completely naked, only wearing a bra, in front of her fellow classmates. Down there, at the very bottom of her belly, was a nice curvy bush of black hair... "So... Reproductive system, right?" - standing behind her, I placed the knife at her crotch and started to cut her up... Damn, her flesh was a bit harder than I thought. Her painfully loud scream almost killed the sound of her intestines falling out, when the blade of knife reached her navel and went even higher... Long sausages of guts spilled out, after some organs, all that accompanied by a liter, no less, of blood, right onto the floor in front of her... Her scream quickly went off, and in a few seconds she completely limped on a rope without a sign of life. After a few more seconds of silence, one of the girls in the classroom threw up on her desk... "Well, this is what was inside her," - I said quietly. You see her womb... Right there, I think," - I pointed at a bloody mess on the floor. - "But nothing special. Now, if we talk about elves..." - stepping over the pool of blood, I walked towards Kelly, and she shrieked in horror, looking at bloody knife in my hand. I stood behind her and embraced, cutting up the completely wet panties and exposing her bare crotch to the audience. "Your death will be a little bit longer, so I want to give you an advice... Pain is slightly easier to bear if you don't hesitate screaming, okay?" - I kissed her on the cheek, placed the blade of knife a couple of inches below her navel and pressed slightly - just enough to cut through her skin and muscles and enter her insides... There was an awful sound when I started to cut away to her side and slightly higher, all that in complete silence, because Kelly, despite my advices, desperately tried not to cry, although I could see how she clutched her teeth so hard that they were going to break from this pain... "The good thing is, the organs I'm talking about are in front of her guts, so this time we won't have such a bloody mess falling out..." - I said slowly, finishing the cut in a manner that, applying some force, I could pull some of her skin and muscles away to show her organs... "Okay, so..." - throwing away the knife, I rolled up the sleeve of my shirt and carefully inserted three fingers into the cut, and this is where Kelly finally screamed so loud that hoarsed her throat within some seconds... Organs were packed tightly inside of her, but still I managed to find her womb and began pulling it out through the cut... Blood was already pouring out of it, and I was afraid she's going to die faster than I finish my lesson, but hopefully the pain shock will keep her conscious... "Here... It... Is!" - finally a triangle-shaped meat sack in my hands appeared through the cut, and the elf tried to scream even louder and higher, when I managed to pull it outside, leaving hanging on three meaty threads... "And now... Speaking of why you, elves, gush so much..." - I put my fingers inside the cut again, and this time it was much easier to pull out another organ, placed right under where her womb was. A white-ish sack filled with liquid... "This is where her juice is," - I had to almost shout this to audience, because Kelly's pathetic weeps were too loud. She was starting to lose her consciousness already from pain and blood loss, but I still had around half a minute. I squeezed her organ tightly in my hands, and her eyes opened wide, and she was almost seizing in pain, when the sack burst, spilling out a significant amount of her girlcum... I stepped away from the dying elf, standing between my two victims and looking at girls. "Next time, when your teacher does a real lesson of anatomy for you, girls, don't forget to tell her that you already know all this and seen with your own eyes. Oh, and by the way, you know... I'll leave a knife here," - I pointed at my weapon lying on the floor. - "There's a camera, as you can see, and I'll check it from time to time. We're gonna fill all the rooms with gas soon, but if one of you will kill everybody else with this knife, she will be left alive. Okay?" - I took my bag from the teacher's desk and walked out of the classroom in complete silence, closing the door behind me. Not that I really wanted another companion, but who knows, maybe these girls actually can surprise me?.. ------------------------------------------------------- As for the next part... I'll try to do my best at writing it soon, but I can't promise if I will or won't have this writer's block again. Still, I'm pretty looking forward to any suggestions of unusual deaths that you have, because I'm running out of elaborate ways to kill someone and apparently stick more and more to a couple of my own fetishes, which isn't very good. Maybe it's partially because the school setting is somewhat limited, I can't do crazy stuff like getting hit by a car, etc. Option A: As suggested earlier, we go back to Jane and Anna who find a red-haired 4-grader in the infirmary and do with her whatever you want them to do. Any suggestions on "activities" is more than welcome. Option B: We continue with John, who discovers the room of central in the basement of the school, with the boilers. One of these boilers is big enough to store a schoolgirl... Torture and eventually death from boiling hot water is what option B offers for you. Again, any suggestions for some neat details are very welcome here as well. Oh, and I also want your opinion about whether one of the girls in the class will really kill others in order to stay alive or not.
A...
I say option a, and I'd like them to fuck the four grader with a strap on before the torture starts, I'd like to see a little rape and rape dosn't seem to have as much impact if it's done after the torture has started. What I'd really like to see is john strangling someone while he's raping them so he can feel their death spasms around his cock, preferably a young virgin human
I agree with 204 on all accounts. *Nods*
I say Rape, large insertion into ass, and drugs to mess with pain and pleasue receptors in her brain. (fear and passion are very close chemically in the brain)
No, no mind altering drugs, making them like it is great for messing with their mind yes, but that only works if you're going to let them live, I say stick with the pain and fear if you're gunna snuff the bitch
>>207 yes. i agree 100% why should they get to enjoy it? they deserve to die. fuckin bitches
both a and b
Any chance of seeing another part some time soon? (Just in case, I'm voting for B.)
why are there still no more postings? :[
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they find a hidden compartment that has the nurse diary and a a large enema container of a white liquid.The diary basically shows that the school nurse was lesbian and had a thing for pregnant woman and young girls.so she had collected a large amount of semen and mixed a drug that causes rapid sexual maturation starting ovulation almost instantly and breast and curves grow soon after but at a slightly slower rate.also the more injected into the subjects womb the more she will ovulate and the faster and more intensely the body changes,also the more inject the more the girls sexual urges increase. also if you/someone wants to add some more info on the nurse. or maybe to make another story from this. she has been planing how to make her (wet) dreams a reality.she based most of her education to be a school nurse with high level of knowledge sexual maturation as well as to make the maturation drug.she had befriended a few girls of pre-puberty ages.she planed to get away with it by inviting them to go on a camping trip and stage a rape weather some or all the girls are aware of the plan or not is up to the writer.
B, but I'd like to see A happen later...
So is this story on indefinite hold, then? Shame, it was just getting good, too.
To the author: Is there any chance of posting this in a place that wont delete it if we don't keep bumping it? Even if you don't update it. I've seen a bunch of stories I really liked get deleted and lost for good due to this site's limitations. I'd hate to see that happen to this.
@220, nothing really gets deleted here it just goes to the /lit archive portion of the site
>>221 Not always, or if so it takes time. The Cannibal troubles stories arent there unless its under a corrupted file.
Epic bump!
Hey... it's me, author. These were some good times back then, writing stories and stuff, but I'm afraid that yes, the story is on indefinite hold. I just remembered about this place and felt like I should state this explicitly, not just cowardly hide away. These were good times, but these were times when I had a lot of free time and had a lot of inspiration for all this. Now (especially these months) I have very little spare time and, more importantly, don't have enough motivation to do smth like that again. Doesn't mean I don't have any fantasies or ideas; I started writing a small piece a month or so ago but it quickly faded. So I guess it'll be honest to inform everyone on that. Of course I can say "well, maybe I'll return some time later", but hey, last time I wrote a part of Highschool Massacre was 9 months ago or so, I really don't feel like I'm going back to it. You'll probably see me on Gurochan from time to time (I returned here a couple of weeks ago for occasional visits, under name Erik if you're interested for some reason, because I thought smb will notice me and "hey, but why are you not continuing your story?"). Hell, maybe when I'll have more free time again, I'll probably even post smth. :) But I have no idea. As for this thread, yes, I remember how everyone enjoyed it. My suggestion is that I put it together into a .doc file and upload it somewhere reliable? IDK, pastebin??? (Do they delete explicit stuff?) Some filehoster that doesn't delete files? I'd love to see some suggestions if anyone wants this to live forever. =) Oh and yes. I'm probably overestimating the past hype of this thread, but if anyone wants to write next parts himself/herself, or just wants to do a spinoff, whatever - feel free to. I personally don't have the inspiration anymore, but I don't forbid anyone to write if they have it. If so, please try to fill my humble request - make something happen to some elf girl which involves her having a few massive squirting orgasms. :)) Ffreq
It's alright man, it's understandable to take a break if you just aren't feeling it. I do hope that you come back to it someday(or somebody equally awesome takes up the mantle), but if it turns out you leave this story, then I just would like to say that this is my favorite story on this site right now and your work has been very much appreciated. Oh, and it seems that Pastebin does have a no porn rule. Nuts.
I think we should carry this story to its finished ^_^ this is a sweet story.