Perverts 'R' Us

Sex Store Cindy, Part 2

By Willowall ( drug, M+/g, viol )

WARNING... This story contains graphic descriptions of sex among adults and minors. If you find this offensive, stop reading now. This story is ENTIRELY fictional and any similarity between persons and events depicted in it and actual persons and events is purely coincidental. The story is PURE FANTASY and NONE of the events described herein are practiced, advocated or condoned by the author. Write to monsterwadd@yahoo.com for suggestions, comments or questions.

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"I kant take it any more. Im bedder dead. Cindi"

Frank was stunned when he found the suicide letter next to his daughter's dead body. It was just one day after her 12th birthday, and her holes were still leaking out cum from the birthday weekend gangbang she received.

"Sex Store Cindy" -- as she had come to be known since her story got leaked on the Internet - had recently been moved out of her sex store cubicle, and was allowed to live in the basement of her dad's house. Frank hated having her in the house, but three times in the last two months someone had tried to kidnap her from the store, and he didn't want to take any chances of losing her. She was not only a great fuck, but a big time money-maker for Frank and his partner, Steve, at the store.

She had tied a belt around her neck and actually managed to strangle herself with it. She had used a pair of scissors to poke a notch through the belt at just the right point so it was tight enough to choke her when she buckled it around her neck. She had to have had tremendous determination to do that to herself. She must have really hated her life.

As Frank looked down at his daughter, anger turned his face red and he went into a hate-filled rage. He threw the note down and immediately called Steve.

"Steve, you won't fucking believe this! It's Cindy. The goddamn piece of shit killed herself! The fucking bitch strangled herself," he said. "Yeah, come over here."

When he hung up the phone, he got angrier and angrier as he thought about all the cash and good times he was going to lose now. He was so mad that he began kicking her lifeless body. He rammed his boot into her gut, her face, her ass, and sent her flying from one end of the room to the next like a rag doll.

About 10 minutes later, after his kicking frenzy had subsided, he crouched down next to her body and caught his breath. Just then, Steve walked in. He was just as pissed off as Frank was.

"This is such bad fucking news, Frank!" said Steve. "Not 30 minutes ago I had booked her for a 20 man gangbang in Houston next week. Plus she had the big bukkake party up in Chicago next month -- there were 100 guys paying 200 bucks each for that!"

"I know, man," said Frank. "This is a goddamned nightmare."

"Frank, if I knew the bitch was gonna fucking die on us, I could have at least booked a snuff and filmed it -- we could have gotten at least $100,000 bucks!"

Frank looked like he was going to barf, he was so upset. He stood up and paced the room.

"Why did the bitch do it?" he asked. "I mean, sure, we fucked her pretty hard, but she should have been used to it by now!" he reasoned. "And at this weekend's gangbang, I am SURE I saw her cum a few times, and that bitch never cums. But I KNOW she was getting into it, especially when that black dude with the piercing was fucking her. I mean, Cindy was shaking she was so turned on!"

Frank noticed that Steve had his head down and was covering his face. He looked like he was crying.

"Ah, it's nothing to cry about, dude. We'll get another girl... somehow," said Frank, patting Steve on the back.

Steve pulled his hands away from his head and looked up at Frank, laughing.

"Gotcha!!!" he said, laughing hysterically.

"What the fuck?"

"I gotcha, buddy! Oh man, I got ya BIG TIME."

"What the fuck are you talking about, Steve? This isn't funny!"

"Feel her pulse, bro," said Steve. Frank put his fingers on Cindy's wrists and felt for a pulse. His eyes widened.

"The bitch is still ALIVE!" he said.

"Yep, she sure is! I was just fucking with you, Frank. Now listen up, cause I found us a way to double our money off this cunt."

Steve explained how after Cindy's gangbang, one of his German clients had sold him a new drug he had been using on his victims. It's the strongest "date rape" drug that has ever been invented. It shuts the body down to near coma-like levels. The heart rate goes down so low that the pulse can barely be detected. The body temperature cools down. Muscles stiffen. Breathing becomes almost imperceptible. And yet, the victim doesn't die. One dose of the drug, given intravenously, will keep the body in an almost lifeless state for 6 hours. And best of all -- when the victim regains consciousness, she ends up in excruciating pain.

"The German said that when the girl regains consciousness, her whole body will feel like she's been beaten and set on fire. I guess it's because all the nerves and muscles suddenly spring to life and get very, very sensitive. The brain tissue expands, so they end up with the worst migraine headache of their life. He said that some girls have killed themselves after being given the drug just to get out of the pain they're in."

"And you gave that drug to my baby girl?" said Frank.

Steve nodded.

"And then you staged it to make it look like she killed herself?" he asked.

"Yep. And you know what -- I've already got 10 clients lined up who want to do a fake snuff scene with her. She'll get shot up with this stuff in the middle of the session, and they'll be able to feel like they killed her. Price starts at $15,000 per session!"

"Oh Steeeeeve! You are the FUCKING MAAAANNN!!"

"And guess what," said Steve, looking at his watch. "In about 30 minutes, Cindy's going to come out of her coma."

Frank yanked on his throbbing bulge and grabbed for his zipper.

"Then I say we start fucking her now, buddy. I want to have my cock DEEP in that cunt when she wakes up to the most brutal fucking of her life!"

"Hey!" yelled Steve. "I get the ass!"

Just like old times. And that was how "Sex Store Cindy" became known as "Cindy the Coma Slut." And at $15,000 per session, she was the most expensive little "corpse" full of cum that has ever lived.

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