## Archive-name: drexel1

From: PupDoesIt <thwhite@capital.net>

Subject: (fwd) Drexel 1 (nc, torture, teen, snuff)

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Path: news.cencom.net!news.sprintlink.net!arclight.uoregon.edu!news.bc.net!unixg.ubc.ca!van-bc!n1van.istar!van.istar!n3ott.istar!ott.istar!istar.net!newsjunkie.ans.net!newsfeeds.ans.net!newstf01.news.aol.com!newsbf02.news.aol.com!not-for-mail From: simon83897@aol.com (Simon83897) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: Drexel 1 (nc, torture, teen, snuff) Date: 26 May 1996 18:07:58 -0400 Organization: America Online, Inc. (1-800-827-6364) Lines: 125 Sender: root@newsbf02.news.aol.com Message-ID: <4oaknu$lel@newsbf02.news.aol.com> Reply-To: simon83897@aol.com (Simon83897) NNTP-Posting-Host: newsbf02.mail.aol.com Status: O Disclaimer: Do not read this if sex and violence offend. Go home.

Drexel washed the remaining blood from his hands. He'd broken into the house just a half an hour ago and already he'd killed the father, tied up the mother and the three kids. Damn he was getting good at this. It was easy, they were all asleep except for the two young girls giggling in their bedroom. They couldn't be more than sixteen. One was a red head with an absolute killer body. She was wearing a crop top and a pair of boxers. The other had charcoal black hair, a little flat chested maybe, but she was the better looking of the two. She wore an extra large shirt that went down mid thigh covering her panties. The boy was a scrawny little thing with strawberry blond hair and a freckle sprayed face. The mom also had auburn hair and her figure was splendid as the revealing nightie she was wearing proved.
Drexel was a big man, heavy set with a greaser gotee. He was shaggy looking but not ugly, he just wouldn't be winning any beauty contest soon.
He toweled off his hands, picked up his duffle bag and headed back down stairs where the four were tied up.
Drexel walked up to the mother removing the grease rag from her mouth. No need to worry about screams he thought. They were out in the country with the nearest house over a mile away.
"Is my husband dead?", she asked crying.
"No but he's seriously injured. I'm not a killer ma'am. As soon as I'm done here I'll call 911 and get him some help, I promise." Damn he was a good liar he thought to himself. He leaned over her bound body and swiped her tears away with his thumb. "What's your name?"
"Please...Please don't hurt us."
"That all depends on how well you cooperate, now what's your name?"
"Mary"
"Thank you. How old are you Mary?"
"Thirty-five", she said trying to hold her tears back.
"Now I want you to tell me the name and age of each one of your kids."
"What!", she screamed.
"Just do it!", he shouted back at her.
"That's Celeste, she's fifteen", Mary said nodding her head towards the redheaded girl.
"That one's Sandy, I think she's fourteen."
"What do you mean you think."
"She's my daughter's friend she's just spending the night."
Unlucky bitch. "Go on."
"And that's Michael", she said motioning to the boy. "He's thirteen."
"Thank you Mary. Now Mary, I'm going to ask you to do some things," Drexel said pulling his knife from it's sheath still dripping from the father's blood. "and as long as you do what I say nobody will get hurt I promise. Do you understand. Mary nodded bursting out in tears now.
Drexel undid his pants and pulled them off revealing his 9" throbbing member.
"Please God no!" Mary screamed.
Drexel smacked her across the face leaving a red hand print on her left cheek. He then took the knife and began cutting down her nightie revealing her glamorous breasts. He flips the chair that she's bound to down and then spins it around so that her head is facing the children. They are all struggling at their bonds trying to get free. It's a lost cause. He straddles her face so that his balls are resting just above her face. He can feel her breath on them.
"Mary I want you to start talking dirty to me, tell me how you want me to fuck you, and fuck your daughter and your son." Mary began crying loudly screamin 'no, no'. "Tell me how you want me to beat the shit of you and come in your mouth and then your daughter's. Start doing it now or pay." She just kept screaming. Drexel leaned over with the knife in his hands and cut a slice in her sons leg his blood was dripping on the floor and he was writhing in his chair in pain. "Now start talking, if you don't I'll castrate him next. And if you don't do it good enough to make me come all go use you daughter's mouth." Drexel began masturbating above her face. "Now start."
Mary fought through her tears and started. "I want your cock in me, I want it hard and deep." She began crying but managed to continue, "I want your cock in my mouth I'll take it all the way down my throat. Please give it to me, give it to me hard. Cum in my mouth make me drink it all down. Please, please cum in my mouth."
"Don't forget about your kids bitch and you better start making it a hell of a lot dirtier. Your daughter's mouth is starting to look pretty good to me."
She started again, "Beat my tits, beat them until they bleed. Beat my whole body until I pass out from pain." She couldn't believe she was being force to say what she was about too. "Fuck my son in the ass and make me clean your dick off when you pull it out. If you decide to cum in his tight little teen ass, I want you to force me to suck the cum out and swallow it down. Then go over to my daughter and force your cock down her throat. When it's lodged in there start pissing and make her drink everything that comes out of your cock. Then I want ve your fist up Sandy's young little pussy. After that you shove it up her ass. When you pull it out I'll take your fist in my mouth sucking off all the shit from your hand." This was enough for Drexel, he positioned his cock head into Mary's mouth shutting her up.
"Don't swallow this bitch, and don't let any run out" Mary had no intention of swallowing anyhow. Drexel started to cum. Spurt after spurt filled Mary's mouth to the brim. Drexel shook off the last couple of drops into Mary's mouth.
"Now close your mouth and hold it there, you better pray you don't swallow that." Drexel got up and set the chair back up that Mary was in. He untied her hands and her feet from the chair. Once she was up he retied her hands behind her back and tied her feet together. He looked up at her face and smiled at the sight of her ballooning cheeks filled with his cum. She was having trouble holding it all as some was beginning to drip from the corner of her mouth. He walked her over in front of her daughter Celeste, Mary had trouble getting there shuffling her feet trying not to trip. Drexel removed the gag from Celeste's mouth who was sobbing heavily from seeing her mother treated like this.
"I want you to spit that cum into your daughter's mouth Mary, and don't spill a drop." Mary shook her head furiously but saw that Drexel was holding the knife to her son's throat. The blade was pressed hard enough to draw a trickle of blood. "Now!" Mary looked into her fourteen year old's eyes trying to tell her she was sorry for what she was about to do through a glance. Celeste understood and opened her mouth waiting for her mother's contribution. Drexel walked over to catch a better look. The cum began seeping from Mary's lips and was running into her daughter's open mouth. Mary thought it would be best to get it over with quickly so she let the whole globe poor out of her mouth into to Celeste's.
"Hold it there Celeste,"Drexel said pushing Mary out of the way causing her to fall hard to the floor. Drexel coughed up a loogie and let it drip slowly into Celeste's waiting mouth. He then pushed her chin up causing her mouth to shut and some of the cum to leak out. "Swallow." Celeste's couldn't, she began choking. Drexel grabbed her nipple through her top and began twisting. "I said swallow". Celeste did swallowing the whole load down in a single gulp. She began coughing as she choked on the cum.
"You bastard!" Mary screamed from the floor.
"Didn't I tell you to keep quiet?" Drexel walked over to Michael and cut a slice on his other leg. Mary wanted to scream 'NOOOOOO!!!!' but decided she had better not.
-To Be Continued-

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