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April's Spring (MF, snuff)
By: Anastasius (anastasius67@hotmail.com)




"Does nothing ever work in this damn place?" April shouted to her 
assistant Louise. she was trying to get a dozen photocopies 
quickly & each time the machine juddered and grunted but would not 
produce a decent reproduction. Louise came into the office and 
April regarded her with cold irritation. "I thought I told you to 
get this thing mended." She complained "Why is it that nobody 
seems able to get off their butt and do some work around here?" 
She would have continued to moan had not the phone rung and she 
immediately changed her demeanor into the carefree and coquettish 
April that had made her so successful in her job. Louise watched 
her with a fixed false smile on her face. "What a bitch she is" 
she thought as April flirted effortlessly with the customer on the 
phone. 

Anyone who did not actually work for April loved to deal with her, 
her managers, customers and suppliers. Men and women alike, 
providing they did not have to suffer her harsh and demanding 
attitude loved to deal with the self confident and attractive 
woman. Men in particular found that she oozed a delightful mixture 
of sassy self assurance with what always appeared to be a real 
interest in them. 

When April came off the phone she found Louise had placed a note 
on her PC screen. Copier mending guy on his way will DEFINATELY be 
here today probably late afternoon. Are you staying ...or do you 
want me to? L She called over "Don't worry Lou (She knew Louise 
hated being called Lou) I will wait back and get the damned thing 
mended properly". With those veiled criticisms out of the way she 
carried on with her work. 

The afternoon went well she closed some great deals with some new 
customers and enjoyed a long and successful re-negotiation with a 
supplier which took an already lucrative contract into the super 
profit zone. She was pleased with herself and was just relaxing in 
her chair when a soft tap on her office door made her look up. The 
photocopier repair guy was there he was quite young 19-20 and had 
high school sports champion looks. White teeth smiled at her from 
a tanned healthy face "Excuse me ma'am is this the office with the 
broken copier" April surveyed this guy and let out a low mental 
wolf whistle" Nice!" 

"Anymore like you at home?" she asked teasingly "Uuuh no just my 
sister" he replied awkwardly. April felt mean for teasing him and 
putting on her best girlish face she said "Hey listen I didn't 
want to embarrass you...it's just you don't really look like a 
copier repair man" He looked brighter "I only just started" he 
said and then looked around for the offending device. April 
watched as he bent over to pick up his toolbox and lusted after 
his tight firm butt, despite herself she started to feel horny. 
Unconsciously she smoothed her skirt down over her own rounded & 
womanly bottom, feeling as she did the still sensitive areas that 
were the result of her very firm punishment two evenings before. 

Absolutely nobody in the office could have dreamed that for the 
past two days ( and regularly on the weeks before) underneath her 
business suits and office wear clothing Aprils breasts, buttocks, 
back & belly frequently bore the marks of severe beatings. Indeed 
her trademark posture of work; st and ing at the desk commanding 
her team was universally agreed to be because she was power mad 
and didn't want to be on the level with her colleagues. How they 
would have loved to have known the real reason, welted buttocks 
and bruised thighs. It had always spurred April on, her secret and 
erotic life by day a no nonsense commercial woman of the 90's. By 
evening she became a far different thing a creature of complex 
needs and desires, a woman who craved the h and and mind of a 
strong man, above all a woman who tested the wide range of sexual 
pleasures .... and wanted more!! 

The staff and associates gradually left the office but April 
remained behind working at her forecasts and the young guy worked 
hard on his task. April kept looking at him a dangerously warm and 
agitated feeling settling on her as she watched him. She knew she 
was attractive to men and she was now becoming emboldened but she 
needed a plan. She went to the bathroom and sat on the toilet 
pleased that her neatly trimmed pussy was just beginning to show 
signs of proper arousal. She looked down between her legs as her 
urine flowed out marveling at the complexity of her genitals. The 
secretive folds of her lips the sensitive bud of her clitoris, but 
hardest to define the power that smooth warm moist tube they 
concealed had over both her and men. 

She finished her pee and with a determined move dropped her 
panties into her purse. Then walked back to her office savoring 
the feeling of her bare pussy and bottom under her skirt. By the 
time she got to her desk she was hot! The guy was just fastening 
together the last parts of the machine. "Will it work now?" April 
asked "I dunno when I have got one more screw then I can test it" 
he said giving her the golden chance she wanted "Just the one 
screw?" He turned round and looked at April "Pardon me?" She went 
for it "I was just thinking that you may have another screw 
to........" She saw him working out that he was probably in luck, 
but sensibly (he didn't want to make a mistake and have some 
office bitch calling rape) he double checked "Hey I can screw 
anything I'm asked to" he said 

April didn't wait ,she lewdly hitched her skirt up To give him a 
clear site of her naked pubis "Think you might like to screw 
this?" she asked in a tarty nasty voice. His eyes fixed on her 
auburn pubes that were unable to conceal the hot fully lubricated 
labia beneath them. she saw his cock spring inside his pants to a 
groin swelling erection. in an instant he had unfastened his belt 
and dropped the unflattering work ware pants to reveal muscular 
legs and boxer shorts with his fully engorged hard on jutting from 
them almost parallel with his flat hard stomach. His cock was big, 
but she liked that and she needed it in her now! 

"Just fuck me!. Fuck me and fill my pussy with cum but do it now!" 
She leaned back on the desk spreading her legs to give him a full 
clear view of her luxurious feminine crotch. As she parted her 
legs she felt the air waft around her humid inner thighs and 
smelled the hot horny perfume of her lust. as soon as he was near 
(Thanking his lucky stars that he hadn't gone to the bathroom to 
toss himself off thinking about this sexy lady) She reached out 
and gently guided the bulbous head of his glans to her wetly 
parted lips. She felt the heavy weight of his balls and the hard 
inflexible shaft of his cock and pushed out her hips her cunt 
coating his rod with her rich lubricant and stretching 
fullfillingly as he slid into her body and they began to fuck. 

He thrust powerfully into her, each stroke plunging deep into her 
responsive and writhing body. his h and s pushed into her top 
fondling the silky soft skin of her sensitive breasts. She knew he 
would come quickly so she concentrated on her own orgasm. She slid 
her fingers between their coupling bodies and stroked her tiny 
sensitive clit. From experience she knew she could come quickly if 
she combined her own masturbation with a good deep penetration. 

His climax was noisy and enthusiastic. "OH! GOD!! AAAHHHH!!" he 
gasped as he virtually flooded her pussy with spurt after spurt of 
thick white sperm. April was aghast at how much cum flooded her 
aroused body. She was irritated and unfulfilled as his youthful 
exuberance quickly faded leaving her restlessly horny and him: 
instead of kneeling down and lapping the potent blending of their 
union and bringing her to the shuddering climax she needed. 
Instead he slipped his now softening but still sizeable organ from 
her and looked embaressedly around for tissues. 

"Why in gods name doesn't he realize I need to come too!" she 
thought. She was about to caress her tensely aroused and 
frustrated womanhood when..... 


Her frustration was further increased by the sudden ringing of the 
phone on the desk next to them. Cursing April grabbed the h and 
set "Hello" she said "Aprils desk how may I help you?" Before he 
said a word she knew who it was... "he's supposed to be on a trip" 
she thought she suddenly felt totally deflated & embarrassed "I'm 
waiting" was all he said. April looked around the office, she saw 
the copier lad now nearly fully dressed looking awkward and 
anxious to leave. She saw on the edge of her desk a small globule 
of his sperm white and now somehow accusing. But her mind was 
empty, what could she say? "Er...er.. I'm just finishing up...I'll 
be home soon" she stumbled on her words sounding silly and guilty. 
" you will be punished for you lateness, do you underst and ?" 
"Yes ..er ...OK . see you soon" She felt his irritation, that was 
not the way to talk to HIM "Say yes sir if you underst and your 
treatment for your insolence" he spoke in low menacing tones "Yes 
sir" she almost whispered, feeling at once a sinking feeling in 
her stomach and the contrasting bursting high based on the 
knowledge that when she got home she would be out of control, at 
his mercy & certainly she would receive treatment beyond the wit 
of the young apprentice who now was in the process of skulking 
away. 

"UH thanks!" he mumbled inexpertly as he sidled from the room to 
tell his buddies of this great fuck he had just achieved. 

"Damn you" thought April "Now I'm really going to pay for this!" 

April's mind raced on: she had received a quite severe beating 
when she had just mentioned that she had found another man 
attractive. Whilst her man was not always too physical he was very 
possessive and had dem and ed from April total loyalty. She 
watched as the repair guy left and felt a gnawing fear in the pit 
of her stomach. He would be annoyed at her lateness already, She 
knew she should shower but he might not let her. Slowly she picked 
up her purse and with her senses at a high level of intensity 
walked to the parking lot and got into her car. 

As she drove home she felt very conscious of her semen filled 
pussy as it wept small drops of musky liquid onto the back of her 
skirt. She cursed herself for being so horny and smiled to herself 
as the memory of the office fuck and the anticipation of the 
certain punishment she would receive as a result mixed together to 
form a delightful yet scary anticipation. 

She drew near to her home and parked the car his vehicle was 
already there. She walked up to the door and opened it to walk 
inside. "I'm home" she called in a slightly wavering voice April 
stood just inside the door of her own home nervous about 
proceeding further, she knew he would want to control her from the 
moment she entered the house. A few long silent moments passed 
before she heard him get up from a chair in her sitting area she 
heard his footsteps approaching she longed to see him but before 
he came into view he spoke. "Turn around and press your nose on 
the door, do NOT look at me until I give permission" 

April obediently and with a strange relief that they were started 
, she at his command and his power her guide. She pressed her nose 
to the cold painted surface of her door, her eye level with the 
spy hole that gave her a fish eye view of the outside. It was so 
normal, so ordinary & she watched the outside world as: unseen he 
approached and then with a smooth firm action swept the skirt she 
was wearing up so that her bare bottom was open to his gaze. His 
breath hissed out slowly, and the fine down on her neck rose in 
tiny gooseflesh "So............ you choose to work with no 
underwear now do you?" "Er... I had a little accident.... er .... 
I mean I was....." "Be silent you little brat! do you take me for 
an idiot?" "No.... I'm sorry" "I can guess what your little 
'accident' might be" April felt her neck start to blush. "Were you 
playing with yourself in the office? She knew she was going to get 
in trouble whatever she said so decided to keep silent. 

He watched her discomfort at his questioning feeling his prick 
just firming as he exposed her behind. He really liked his 
evenings with April she was a perfect plaything. The only trouble 
was that his jealousy and his pleasure at making her beg, suffer 
and squeal were a potent combination. He lazily ran his eyes over 
her bottom, a lovely full peach of pale soft skin. It still bore 
the pale ghosts of the marks of her last beating (a relatively 
mild affair). The cheeks of her behind always aroused him. The 
soft, smile shaped crease where each buttock met her upper leg. 
The cleft between them, always secretively protecting her 
vulnerable anus and leading his eyes downwards to one of his 
favorite views of her body. He just loved the space containing her 
womanhood between her legs. As she stood with her back to him he 
greedily drank in the lovely sight of her genitals. April had a 
lovely sexy figure and he swept his gaze up her legs, just after 
the swell of her inner thighs pressed the smooth skin together. 
Further up her legs where they joined her body there was the vee 
shaped gap that perfectly framed the soft protuberance of her 
pussy lips. Shaded , secretive and softened by the tendrils of her 
pubic hair, he loved that part of her and of course as a 
consequence often reserved for it "Special attention." 

"April are you hiding something from me?" She shook her head. He 
sensed she was tense and cupped the central part of her soft 
behind with his h and , using his index finger to stroke & then 
gently probe her pussy from behind. He was amazed at the amount of 
wetness he found his finger slipping effortlessly into the soft 
gentle pressure of her vagina. He knew that the beatings and the 
rope made her hot but this was exceptional. He probed the wet 
folds with his finger for a few moments and then withdrew watching 
a tiny thread of wetness hang for an instant as a bridge between 
his finger and her labia. He looked at the moisture that coated 
him and immediately HE KNEW! 

"You little slut!" he exclaimed, "Your cunt is running with some 
bastards filthy disease ridden slime!" He continued "Couldn't wait 
could you? you thought I was away & started fucking like a little 
whore as soon as my back was turned!" "No No! it wasn't like that" 
she protested he suddenly went silent She waited for what seemed 
to be an age before he spoke again. His voice was soft and seemed 
controlled but it had a hard and somewhat scary edge to it. 
"April, in a moment I will ask you to make a choice whether I 
leave or stay. You can ask me to leave and I will go out the door 
& never return. I will not touch you or speak to you and you will 
never hear from me again. Or you can ask me to stay, If you choose 
that I stay I must tell you that I may not be able to control my 
anger at your conduct. If you ask me to stay your punishment will 
be severe. I cannot assure you that I will be able to stop but I 
will certainly take you to new and special heights of endurance. 
Now choose what you want, if you choose my leaving....Goodbye." 

April was panicked by what he had said. He was certainly angrier 
than she had ever known and that both scared and excited her. 
Several months before he had whipped one of her breasts until it 
had bled, the pain had been excruciating, doubly so as she had 
been bound tightly and noosed at the same time, but she had never 
felt anything like the climax he had given to her immediately 
afterwards. The terror & pain had combined with her helpless state 
and vulnerability; he had used his tongue and fingers to bring her 
to an incredible orgasm. April wanted/needed that incredible 
feeling again, but she was scared. Once or twice while she had 
been being punished or just toyed with he had (always half joking) 
asked her to make the ultimate choice. Once with a noose around 
her neck he had almost chanted at her to step of her bed and hang, 
the other time he had bound her, legs akimbo, to her bed and held 
a cut throat razor to her inner legs urging her to buck her hips 
and thus cut through her life-giving arteries. Both times he had 
seen her slightly quizzical face and assured her it was only 
fantasy. April had not been so sure and unbelievably that danger 
excited her. Now in his mood he might really do it.... 

Common sense and the instinct to avoid pain meant that she really 
should have said goodbye but her deepest psyche couldn't bear to 
never see him again and lose herself to his mastery. She hesitated 
before she finally decided 

"Please stay" she said 

He didn't acknowledge what she had said but merely commanded her 
"Spread your legs" Still facing the door to her home she shuffled 
her legs apart feeling the cool air play on her pussy and relaxing 
to his command. She heard him move to the other room and then 
return. there was the sound of a heavyish bag dropping to the 
floor and the further sound of a zip being undone. As he searched 
the bag for what he wanted. "Get undressed" he commanded " and 
when you have done that put tour arms at your side" April 
unfastened her skirt and let it fall down her legs, before 
unfastening her blouse and shrugging it off to reveal her pretty 
pale salmon coloured bra. She reached behind and unfastened this 
last item freeing her soft feminine breasts. He told her not to 
drop it but to pass it to him. She complied of course, little 
realising that that was going to be his souvenir of his special 
night!. 

Once she was naked April felt very horny. She could not see him 
but knew that he was going to be hard and aroused just where it 
mattered! She also knew he would be hard on her, Her more than 
usually rapid breathing gave away her strange mixture of emotion. 

The first coil of rope around her left ankle caused her neck to 
raise tiny Goosebumps. He tied a competent binding around her 
slender ankle, then moving on repeated the same firm squeezing 
bond on her other foot. He had left about three feet of slack in 
the joining rope and to this he clipped a slender piece of carbon 
fiber tube that acted as a simple spreader bar. The rod was in 
fact part of a fishing pole designed for lightness and strength. 
He had never used it in his dealings with April before and the 
slightly unbalancing feel of her legs being unstoppably forced 
akimbo was sufficient for April's pussy to start to lubricate and 
get deliciously wet. The fishing pole was useful in other ways 
too. The other two sections were ideal for the purpose of beating 
the unblemished and unprotected skin of the young woman in front 
of him. The tip was slim and whippy and he knew could cut soft 
skin with a single hard stroke. The middle section was less 
flexible and more weighty but delivered accurate and painful welts 
wherever it struck 

He decided that he would start with some precise blows directly to 
her most vulnerable and softest parts first, that way she would 
have no opportunity to become pain dulled. Her h and s were as yet 
unbound and he instructed her to use them to spread her bottom 
cheeks. 

April felt very nervous, he was acting quite differently today. He 
was less commanding and seemed colder, more dominant and as a 
result strangely more exciting. He noted her positioning with 
satisfaction. The soft cheeks of her behind fully stretched made 
her pretty star shaped asshole into an oval shape and her dusky 
ping and now moistly glinting pussy lips gaped to reveal the oh so 
tender and smooth inner lips of her vulva. 

He took hold of the thinner of the two sections and using both 
hands bent it around on itself. When he let go of the thin end it 
would whip pack into shape with terrific force and great accuracy. 
This would start the proceedings on April. He crouched down 
slightly and positioned himself with the bent double rod just 
behind her widely spread and completely defenseless genitals. He 
saw her relaxed breathing & the just slightly tensioned shoulders. 
He let go of the tip of the rod. It made a slight "Ftttpp' noise 
as it sprang towards the tender target he aimed for. 

"AAAAAAAgHHHHH!!" April couldn't help herself, a yell of pain 
pushed out from her lips as the thin strip slashed into her groin. 
From his point of view it was a perfect shot. The whippy end had 
hit dead center between her labia whilst the shaft had hit firmly 
and agonizingly along her perineum. She writhed in pain unable to 
squeeze her legs together but using her hands to rub at the 
screamingly sharp burning hotness she felt. He had never hurt her 
like that before and April became just a bit apprehensive, 
particularly in the light of his cool silent manner. 

She was gasping in shocked surprise for a few moments, The pain in 
her cunt suffused outwards but didn't really lessen any. "Please. 
that REALLY hurt don't do that again. I know I have been a bad 
girl but..." 

He didn't answer her other than by commanding her to put her hands 
behind her back. She obeyed (of course) but he felt a slight 
tremble in her arms as he fastened, first her wrists together with 
several windings of cool rope. Then he used a single loop of a 
thinner cord to pull her elbows together. This caused mild pain in 
her shoulders and (this was his purpose) her breasts to be pushed 
forward. 

He span her around and she was mildly surprised to see he was 
naked from the waist down. The tumescent swelling of his cock rose 
from a dark and luxuriant pubic surround. Her eyes were slightly 
pricked with tears but she smiled submissively as she saw his 
obvious firm arousal. He then did something which astonished her. 
He coated his fingers with some saliva and wiped the shiny head of 
his prick so that it was wet. He then stood against her bent 
slightly at the knees and using one hand around his cock-shaft and 
the other around her waist he pushed firmly, slowly and deeply 
inside her. 

He had never fucked her before. Preferring to ejaculate onto her 
body spurting his semen onto sore freshly beaten breast or over 
her upturned submissive face. Only once before had he remotely 
approached penetrative sex and cum onto her spread open pussy. Now 
his full length surged into her vagina. He used slow deliberate 
and deep pelvic thrusts each one causing April a medley of 
different and contradictory feelings. The main thing was it hurt!. 
The blow to her inner labia still was fresh sharp and stinging and 
with each forward pump he caused fresh hurt. The second 
was..delicious! Ohhhh how she had longed for this. He knew just 
how to fuck! The third was quizzical, why? 

He continued his deliberate and competent screwing letting his 
hands rove over her breasts and belly. Sometimes scrunching his 
fingers through the tightly intertwined forest of their pubic 
hairs. April responded as only a woman could her mind taking 
control of her body and starting to climb in uneven and wonderful 
steps towards a climax. She just knew instinctively he would cum 
when she did and abandoned herself to the growing orgasm. 

He saw her skin start to flush and her nipples tighten further. He 
felt the increased wetness in her dark warm vagina he slid in and 
out feeling his own climax dawning. He watched her face and heard 
her breathing and smiled as her moans became louder and more 
rapid. He was cumming too he quickened his pace pushing her into 
orgasm and feeling both their bodies form that wonderful writhing 
squirting gasping union of a synchronized climax. Deeply and 
powerfully spurted pulses of his semen were propelled into her as 
he forced his cock high into her. His testicles tight against his 
body and fully on the wet lips of her sex. 

April felt weak at the intensity of her orgasm. "Why hadn't he 
done that before??" They were together for a few post-climactic 
moments before he withdrew with a slippery sound. His sperm and 
her pussy juices began to seep out of her slightly uncomfortably. 
Pinioned and leg spread as she was April could only sit and 
somewhat shakily as dropped fell heavily from her onto the carpet 
or wandered cooling down her inner thigh. Once the fuck and the 
intensity of feelings subsided her inner weal started to sting 
again and she wriggled a bit to try to gain some relief. 

He looked at her face; expectant, pretty and nervous all in one 
and said, "Now for your beating." He unclipped the spreader bar, 
but left her legs rope manacled together telling her to go (for 
the first time that evening) into her own sitting room. "Why?" He 
normally performed her punishment in the bedroom. April idly 
wondered as she shuffled in through the door. 

She did not have to wonder why for long. Before her arrival he had 
been busy. A neat hole had been cut in her ceiling exposing one of 
the sturdy beams used in the construction of her home. Around the 
beam a cream rope noose dangled idly and below that was a small 
wooden chest normally in her bedroom. 

"Oh Jesus!" she said softly. 

They had played noose games before so this wasn't the first time 
he had done something like this, but somehow April knew this could 
be different. "Would he really hang her?" She didn't know. Deeper 
much deeper did she want to hang,... to die for his undoubted 
pleasure. This April was unsure of as well. 

He broke her reverie. "April, get on the mounting block, I am 
ready to fit the noose." She had no time to really think. No time 
to really work out what would happen. But most of all no will to 
resist and no real wish to either. 

She stepped onto the box and put her feet together. He reached up 
& passed the noose over her head, lifting her hair aside he pulled 
it tighter so that it was in contact with her throat, cool & 
sinister. He then took up the slack in the rope to the beam by 
pulling on the slip knot and then tying it off. 

April looked at him she saw his cock was hard again. Really hard! 
That meant something very exciting was going to happen. She felt 
her stomach roll in nervousness.

Softly she asked, "Are you going to kill me?"

"No." he said simply he waited a moment before adding, "You are 
going to kill yourself!" 

With that said he brought back his arm which was holding the 
thicker beating rod and whacked the thing as hard as he could onto 
her belly just above the navel. She had seen it coming and tensed 
herself but it still forced a gasp of pain from her lips. The next 
blow was a few inches below just above her pelvic bones the thin 
skin of which it hit with terrible force. 

He stopped. "Step off the chest April. Step into the cool soft 
air. Hang for me April. Let me see you give all for me." His voice 
was almost hypnotic. He went behind her and started to cane firmly 
her soft buttocks. She knew he wasn't hitting anything like as 
hard as he could now.Each stroke stung and raised a crimson welt 
but the agonizing, skin searing strength of the two hits to her 
front was not matched.
After a few strokes he spoke again.

"Do it April."
"Do it now."

He murmured softly, each time punctuating his insistent question 
with a hit to her now glowing behind. She shuffled unsteadily.

"That's it, do it now." he crooned. Her head was spinning. Now 
there were two voices : one his thrumming the demand to step off. 
The there was her own a quiet inner voice that started almost 
undetected but now asked the question, "Why not?" 

She moved a hesitating steplet towards the edge of the chest. Her 
heart was racing and her mind a maelstrom of thoughts. The 
rhythmic beating on her now very sore bottom continued,
WhacKKK
(softly) "Do it now April."
WhapppP.
"Step off." 


She knew she would do it eventually she moved a bit nearer her 
toes now over hanging the edge. Another thing now: her clitoris, 
her cunt they started the siren song...
"We need you to do it!"
Still his voice gentle insistent...
"Do it", her pussy said, "Do it."
Time slowed her mind suddenly became focused.

It was her time.

She didn't hesitate any more but just stepped off into space, a 
wild rush of emotion filling her head as she confidently put 
herself into the grip of the merciless noose. 

She had expected it to hurt. And it did the rope increased its 
grip incredibly around her soft throat, shutting off her airway 
mid-breath. She was surprised at the creaking of her own neck as 
it stretched under her weight. But also there was an intensity to 
each millisecond that stunned her. Every part of her body clamored 
for attention. The rich nerveways of her genitals burst into 
climactic life. As her head sang with the twin pressures of 
entrapped blood from her wildly beating heart and the rapidly 
reducing levels Of Oxygen in her blood. 

He watched spell bound as she stepped off into space. He had hoped 
she would but..

Now he looked at her restrained yet still vibrant body as vital 
seconds ticked away and her bucking and twitching body rode the 
noose to oblivion. For the first moments her eyes looked about her 
then they became more focussed, a look of concentration about them 
as her hips started to buck as well as her legs kick little swim 
like kicks. Her nipples were bullet hard and dark burgundy red. 
Her darkening facial tone rushing to match them. 

April felt herself slipping into a roaring vortex. But her climax 
raced to beat it she felt lights going off in her head as an 
incredible anoxic orgasm powered through her weakening body. Her 
dimming sight saw him a look of triumphant and reverent arousal 
before Beautiful April her body moments from its end slipped from 
life and into eternity. 

He was sure he hadn't toughed his cock but nonetheless it erupted 
an unequalled jet of sperm moments after she went first taut then 
still. It continued to twitch and spurt as the now insentiate yet 
still delightful body gently released a thin unpressured stream of 
urine down the now only gently swinging legs that were April. He 
watched as the dark flower of moisture soaked into the carpet. He 
touched her still warm and kitten soft breasts 

He would miss April.
He would miss her a lot.

The police DNA tests revealed a suspect.
A young student working as a photocopier repair man.
The local news ran his picture and he saw it.
That night in unreasoning fear and black despair he took his own 
life.

Somewhere HE read of it and smiled.
Somewhere in the vastness of oblivion so did April.



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