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Subject: {ASSM} "Park" {Kinnik} (M/F, rape, tort, snuff)
Date: Fri, 21 Jan 2000 20:10:04 -0500
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Kinnik has asked me to post these stories ("Anne", "Park" and
"Fourteen"). They are simple-plotted, straight-forward tales of
misogyny and murder. Some of you may know him through his earlier
piece "New Dawn".
If anyone has a copy of that one, please mail it to my address:
Master Sardu <sardu98@hotmail.com>. I will forward it to Kinnik,
who unfortunately, has lost his own copy.
M.S.
STANDARD DISCLAIMER: WARNING! The following story contains graphic
depictions of extreme violence, rape, torture and murder.
The events and characters depicted therein are ENTIRELY FICTICIOUS.
Any similarity to actual persons, living or dead, or to actual events
is purely coincidental.
IF YOU ARE UNDER THE LEGAL AGE ACCORDING TO YOUR COUNTRY'S LAW,
IF STORIES OF THE DESCRIBED NATURE ARE ILLEGAL OR MAY BE LEGALLY
DEEMED OBSCENE IN YOUR LOCAL JURISDICTION, OR IF SUCH MATERIAL
OFFENDS YOU, DO NOT READ OR DOWNLOAD THIS STORY!
* * * * *
NOTE: I AM NOT THE AUTHOR OF THIS STORY. I AM POSTING IT AT REQUEST
AND BY PERMISSION OF THE AUTHOR. Copyright (c) 1999 by Kinnik.
Park
Tony leaned on a lamppost waiting for the light to change so he could
reach his car. He had been wandering through the park, checking out
the girls who jogged by and generally wasting time until it was time
to go home and change to go out. It was still to early for that, but
dusk was approaching and it was late enough that the park had emptied
out. No more jiggling joggers for him.
As he waited, he noticed a slim blond with simply amazing tits walking
towards him heading south. She was wearing a red top with spaghetti
straps and a knee length orange skirt that hugged her figure nicely.
She was looking around in a way that made him assume, she was not
local. She saw him and smiled.
"Can you help me, I'm looking for Pine Street?"
That was all it took, by the time she was done speaking, he had
decided he would fuck her. He smiled his warmest smile.
"Sure. You're headed the wrong way." He pointed back towards the park.
"You want to go four blocks that way."
She frowned and looked back. "Damn, I must have gotten turned around.
Thank you!"
He watched her as she walked in the direction he had pointed, her ass
was great. Her low heels clicked as she walked off. Tony immediately
turned around and sprinted to his car ignoring the light now, which
was yellow. He got in and drove down a block, up to the park which she
would have to cross if she followed his directions. He parked and got
out grabbing a length of electrical wire from the back seat. No sign
of her yet. There was a memorial for some war or other at the edge of
the park and he stood behind it so she would walk past him and he
could grab her from behind.
He knew he had a minute or two, unless she had sensed something was
wrong and turned back. But he knew she hadn't. Tony knew he had one of
those blonde, sunny and open all-American boy faces. He'd used that
fact before.
While he waited for her to show, he started masturbating, so he'd be
good and ready. He was wearing sweatpants and a t-shirt so he simply
shoved his hand down the waistband and started beating off as he
thought of what he'd do to her. He was going at it happily when she
walked by and he almost missed her.
Cursing himself he grabbed the ends of the wire in each hand and
lunged at her. He brought the wire down over her head before she ever
knew he was there. Her hands flew up to it as he pulled it tight
around her throat and used it to drag her backwards toward the cover
of an overhanging tree. She lost her balance, which he'd expected and
he literally dragged her by the neck as her legs flailed for balance.
Her shoes flew off.
Once under the tree he let go of one end of the wire and she fell the
rest of the way to the ground. He could hear her coughing and trying
to regain her breath as she got on her hands and knees to get up. He
wasn't about to wait for that of course and he landed a kick square in
her middle, kicking the air out of her and sending her flying onto her
back. Instantly he was on top of her. He tore her top off easily and
bundled it and shoved it in her mouth while she was still just
struggling to regain her breath. She wasn't wearing a bra underneath
and her magnificent melons bounced free. If anything they were even
better than he had hoped. Her hands slapped at him as she recovered a
bit and he punched her twice in the face, hitting her jaw with the
first blow and, by the sound of it, breaking her nose with the second.
The blood did nothing to help her breathing and he could see by the
way her eyes rolled up in their sockets that he had dazed her.
With that to keep her busy he turned his attention to her skirt, he
pushed it up around her middle not bothering to remove it, her
underwear came off after a couple of good tugs. Her pussy had a nice
trim blonde bush. He smiled. He pushed his sweatpants and underwear
down and rammed his dick into her. She was tight and dry and he fucked
her as hard as he could, trying to hurt her with his prick as much as
he was trying to pleasure himself. He grabbed her wrists with one hand
and held them above her head, although she wasn't struggling much.
With his other hand he punched her on her gorgeous tits. He felt a
bone in her hands crunch when he put his full weight on them to land a
blow on one of her melons.
He fucked her like this for a couple of minutes, then pulled out and
moved up her body, sitting on her stomach. He let go of her wrists and
grabbed a bruised tit in each hand, he squeezed them around his cock
and began tit fucking her. She groaned as he manhandled the already
sore flesh. Her eyes fluttered open and tried to focus on him. She
tried to speak but the shirt was still stuffed in her mouth so it was
unintelligible.
"Oh god", he moaned suddenly. His dick spasmed and he ejaculated,
spurting cum over her face and pulling back to spread it over her tit
mounds. He smeared it over her lips with his cockhead and smiled. She
looked great.
He flipped her over, then got a look at her ass. There were little
bits of gravel, glass and whatnot embedded in it from the ground, but
it was still one hell of a fine ass. He wondered whether he should
have fucked her from behind instead. Too late now, he thought, he
needed to hurry this up and didn't have the recuperative powers to
come again quite so soon. He looked around for an alterative and saw
some bottles laying around. Perfect!
He left her on the ground and quickly went over and inspected his "ad
hoc toolkit". He decided on a small beer bottle and a large wine-type
one. He took them back to his new friend and spread her ass cheeks. He
pushed the beer bottle up her ass. She whimpered as he did it but it
was damp and that helped. He shoved it in until all he could see was
the golden brown glass circle of the bottom. Then he began pushing the
wine bottle up her abused cunt. This was a little harder going, since
it was larger and there was now less room. Determined to get it in, he
spread her legs and stood. He began kicking the bottom of the bottle
into her twat. The sounds coming from her were quite pitiful now and
encouraged him to try harder. His boot landed on the bottle again and
again, shoving it up her cunt until it was nearly gone. He pulled back
for one last good one to get it all the way in and kicked as hard as
he could manage. The bitch skidded forward on her naked body a good
couple of feet and he heard an unmistakable cracking sound as the
bottle broke inside her.
"Holee Shit!" He laughed out loud. Well, it wouldn't come back out
obviously.
She had coughed the shirt out and was making feeble, gargling sounds.
He grabbed the wire from where it had dropped and sat down on her
shoulders. He looped it back around her throat and tightened it. She
couldn't even manage to bring her hands up now and he strangled her to
death in a couple of minutes. He kept the wire around her throat for
an extra minute for good measure. Then he grabbed the remains of her
underwear for a trophy and headed home to take a well deserved nap.
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