You knew I was depraved when you met me, but I don't think you ever realized just how twisted of a mind I have.
That all changed when Becky started treating you like shit. Your classmate Becky was always the mouthy little bitch. She couldn't have weighed any more than 110 pounds and she was a couple inches shorter than you, even in those red high heels. Despite her attitude, she had a tight body and nice, I would guess, B cup tits. Easily a girl I would fuck often, if I wasn't already pounding you. However, Becky needed to be taught a lesson in respect and I devised a plan to teach her.
The plan was simple. Becky routinely stayed late for "extra credit" with her favorite math teacher, Mr. Davis. Such a slut! Patiently, we wait in the parking lot. Bruno Mars playing in the background until suddenly the side door opens. Becky planned to cut across the field next to the parking lot. She wasn't paying attention and wasn't prepared for us. Swinging the crowbar swiftly, I knock her to the ground in one clean shot. Scanning the open field, there is nothing, silence. I look back at you, your face has an air of pleasure but also disappointment. I know you too well, you're excited we have taken the whore down but pissed you didn't get the first shot at her.
We quickly pull her inside the car. I take the wheel and you begin stripping her. Her pussy glistens with fresh semen that leaks all over the back seat of the car. Looking around, you find an empty coke bottle to plug her hole. Lucky for Becky the semen acted as a lube or it might have damaged her as you jam it in. Not satisfied with the bottle simply plugging the hole, you push the whole bottle inside her.
I drive back home but made sure not to exceed the speed limit. Don't want the cop finding our little friend. We are both eager to start with our toy. We tie Becky up in the garage. Her arms are tied high in a Y-shape and legs spread eagle. Not yet awake, she hangs, the binds to her wrists carry her weight. I slide over my workbench. Typically used for woodworking, tonight it has a very different application. I adjust the bench to Becky's height.
Grabbing six screws, I secure three in each of her perfect teardrop shaped breasts. One on either side of her perky nipple and one just above it. This would secure her to the bench for the rest of the evening. I take great pleasure in the act of screwing but I promised any further blood drawn would be yours.
Midway through tightening the fifth, Becky wakes. She is a screamer! That is just how I like them. Of course, screaming means her mouth is wide open for anything. In this case, a pair of your dirty panties. Once inside Becky's mouth, I use duct tape to hold them in place. I hand you the crowbar and offer her tits to you. I step back to watch you swing away, to beat your victim to a bloody pulp. SMACK! Becky thrashes against her bonds and I start to get hard.
SMACK! That particular hit causes part of her flesh to rip from her body. There is hatred in your eyes as you take your revenge on her. Becky slips back into a slumber. I immediately grab the smelling salts, she shouldn't be permitted to miss any of this. She needs to feel your wrath. Soon, Becky will also feel my throbbing cock. You move confidently over to my tool rack to change weapons. You pick up the hammer, a fine choice. Your strikes are concentrated to her areolas. I slowly caress Becky's arms as I move around behind her. She shaking with fear. I couldn't be more turned on. With little warning I force my cock into her asshole. The lack of lube is somewhat discomforting but I know it is worse for Becky.
My thrusts align with your strikes. We are in perfect harmony destroying this young cunt. Most of her tit flesh has been beaten off her body. There is barely anything left holding her to the workbench. You begin beating on her face with the hammer as I prepare to cum. As I do, I rip what remains pulling her from the workbench as a explode inside our little whore.
I look at her, this beaten, stupid cunt. She hangs by her bonds, bleeding. I move back around to you. You're frozen, staring at your work. I grab your tit through your shirt, you don't react. I unzip your pants only to find that your panties are soaked. I guess I never realized how depraved you are either. I have little time to recover as you are ready for your turn but before we fuck, I have another idea. I slip my fingers into your panties, rub your clit, and I whisper to you "break the bottle with the hammer"…
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