It was after midnight when Denise Hall pulled her car up to the ATM. The 32 year-old businesswoman normally didn’t stop at places like this alone, but she wanted to pick up some cash before her trip to the coast the next day. She thought about calling her husband to tell him she would be late, but a quick glance at her watch changed her mind. “No need to wake him up”, she thought, “I’ll be home in a few minutes anyway.”
Denise opened her door and got out. She was a petite woman with shoulder length brown hair that framed her rounded face. High cheekbones and a pair of wire frame glasses gave her a sexy sophisticated look and had more then once swayed a deal in her favor. She was wearing a brown business suit with a simple white blouse and a pair of brown shoes over her nylon covered feet. Despite being very athletic, her body retained a rounded womanly figure with broad hips and full 38-C breasts. Shivering in the cold air, Denise pulled out her card and began to punch in her PIN code.
It seemed to take forever, but the machine finally spit out her cash. Turning to leave, Denise was startled to see a large man standing behind her. A wave of fear ran through her body as she realized that no one else was around to help her. Before she could even scream, the man lunged forward and grabbed her by the throat. He slammed Denise back against the machine hard enough to knock the wind out of her. Tears streaming down her cheeks, Denise struggled to breathe against the crushing grip of the man’s left hand.
She felt something brush against her left thigh and travel up to her waist. As her jacket parted, Denise felt nauseated as the idea of being raped flashed into her mind. The feeling intensified when she felt a pressure against the tip of her left breast. Fear suddenly turned to shock as a sharp pain flashed through her chest and up her back. The man’s razor sharp knife effortlessly slicing through her blouse, bra, and skin of her left breast just under the bud of her thick nipple. Struggling against the pain, Denise could feel the cold steel inside her as it scraped through her ribs and into her racing heart.
The man watched as Denise’s body jerked wildly from the seizure coursing through it. A large red stain spreading across her blouse as blood oozed out around the blade still buried in her bosom. He twisted the knife as he pulled it out, ripping open the bra cup and exposing her ruined nipple and areola. The bright red blood in stark contrast to the pale white skin of her exposed chest. An acrid smell stung his nose as the dying woman lost control of her bladder and urinated down her flailing legs. He held her there for a moment, enjoying the last fleeting moments of life left in her body. Denise’s brown eyes fluttered as darkness engulfed her and washed away the pain.・・・むらむら？しましたぁ？・・・（笑）
It contains sick, perverted and extremely nasty material, which is all only a FANTASY (and you should remember this when you view it), but all the same it is only to be viewed by:
mature adults over the legal age for viewing such material in their country
people with strong stomachs
people who WANT to see this sort of stuff and won't come crying to the originators if it offends
I've heard of shade tree mechanics but here is a shade tree surgeon, Tricky Dicky style.
