Posted by deathgirl on December 06, 2000 at 08:55:57:
ok....here's the story i wrote from the dream i had a few nites ago.....hope u like it.....luvya....kelli
DEATH.COM
The soft glow of the computer screen lit up Kelli's face in the dark room. She was all scrunched up, comfy on her big floor pillow, keyboard in front of her....chatting to her friends in the necrobabe channel. Wearing white panties, a light green chemise and her Pooh slippers, Kelli felt secure in her little fantasy world on line. No outside real world threats here, just harmless fun with her necro buddies. It was no secret in channel that Kelli, on occasion, had expressed a real life death wish. She often told people of her vivid dreams, in which she is brutally murdered......dreams she had experienced over and over. These dreams she took seriously, as if an omen of the certain future. Many times she had written stories about these dreams, brought to life in horrific detail in her graphic prose. And now here was Kelli again, deeply immersed in some lurid scene she had concocted, some guy faraway cyber-slaughtering her on the computer screen.
Kelli jumped suddenly, shaken back to reality by a sharp rap on her apartment door. She typed “brb” on the keyboard, and crawled out of her nest, tiptoeing to the door. She peered thru the peephole and saw a familiar face, but one she could not place right away. Her mind scrambling for a name to put with the face, she shuffled nervously, absently playing with her long red hair. She looked again…and finally it came to her. Johan…..a friend from necrobabe that she had known for several years, but never met in real life. How did he find me? What is he doing here? The thought of meeting anyone from on line in real life had always terrified Kelli. Now here was one of her oldest cyber friends, standing at her door. What to do…..what to do…..oh god….oh god.
A voice from the other side of the door….”Kelli?” “Are you in there?”
Oh shit, oh shit…..please just go away.
“Kelli……its johan…..i’d like to talk to you if its ok.”
Well, he sounds harmless….maybe its time to stop being such a woosie girl and confront some of your fears, girl.
“What are you doing here?” Kelli shouted thru the door.
“I am in love with you…..I had to see you…please, open the door”, came the voice back.
Kelli nervously reached for the deadbolt and undid it, then grasped the doorknob with a shaky hand. Slowly she turned it and as the latch released, she cracked open the door and saw the silhouette of a bearded man standing there.
“Johan?” Kelli whispered.
“Yes, its me sweetie.” Johan answered, holding out both hands toward her.
Kelli placed her small hands in his large ones and was pulled against his chest. She suddenly felt so wanted and content. Leading him into the apartment, she gazed at him, full of questions.
“How did you find me, Johan?” she asked.
“It took some doing…but different people knew different things about you and I added up some things and filled in some blanks and …..well, here I am.” , he explained, his eyes traveling up and down her tall body.
“So…..why did you come? I mean….you traveled so far.”
“Kelli…I had to see you….you see, I am deeply in love with you….always have been. And I just couldn’t deny it any longer.”
“Wow…..I dunno what to say…..its just such a surprise, ya know?” Kelli told him, brushing the hair from her face.
Kelli got them both a beverage and they sat and talked awhile about his trip, about old times, about different people they knew in the chat rooms. Then Johan got serious, his eyes fixed on Kelli’s.
“Kelli, I have to tell you something. I think you know why I have really come here. I am consumed by you…..obsessed. But I cannot take a chance on anyone else ever having you.”
Kelli felt a knot form in her stomach as he continued. “You see, my dear……tonite you must be mine….forever.”
The shy red haired girl suddenly became very self-concious and nervous, as Johan gazed down her scantily clothed body. He placed one hand on each of her shoulders and gently forced her to sit on the couch. In an instant, there was a cloth over her face, and she smelled the chloroform. Struggling briefly, she soon was overcome by the chemical and slumped into the overstuffed couch. Johan looked at her for a moment, then walked over to the suitcase he had left by the door. He placed it on the table and opened it.
Inside were a few changes of clothing and some toiletry items. He pushed those aside and brought out a tiny video camera and a microphone. He took them and walked to Kelli’s computer. In a very short time, he had them installed and was busy typing on the keyboard. On the screen, beside deathgirl71’s cursor, appeared the following:
Hello everybody at necrobabe. You are invited to a private screening. Please minimize your channel window and open your IE to this website: www.cyberslay.com/kelli/video_death
Below the message a flurry of activity appeared. Everybody was wanting to know what was going on.
Johan typed: You will soon see….please go to the url that I instructed.
A dozen or more people from necrobabe were soon seeing the inside of kelli’s apartment on their computer screens. Some of them went to other channels and spread the word. Before long, there were 20 some odd people watching an image of a young woman apparently sleeping on a couch, half slumped over. A man with his back to the camera walked over to the woman. “Everyone….meet Kelli” he said rather loudly so the microphone would pick up his voice. He passed a small bottle under her nose and she murmered, here eyes fluttering open.
“Oh my god…what happened?” she gasped.
“You must have passed out, hon…..are you ok?” Johan asked with apparent concern.
“I….I think so….gosh….how strange” Kelli stammered, trying to regain her wits about her.
Johan knelt down and kissed her on the forehead, then her nose, then her lips. He tilted her face up to his and whispered “I love you, Kelli.”
His hands drifted down her shoulders to her small but firm breasts. He felt her nipples grow hard as he played his thumbs across them. Kelli felt herself becoming aroused at his touch and ran her hands down his sides to his waist, then together to his belt buckle. She unfastened his belt and unbuttoned his pants, sliding them down to his knees. She reached inside his shorts and felt his growing cock, straining at the fabric. Johan was soon kissing and sucking every part of her body, from her ears to her navel…..pausing at her breasts for a long time. He gently laid her lengthwise on the couch and began to straddle her. Kelli peeled her panties down and tossed them away with her foot.
“Please me, my lover” she gasped as she pulled him toward her. She felt the end of his burgeoning shaft touch her pussy lips. Kelli lifted her long legs over her head, so they almost touched the wall behind her, her ass coming off the couch. Johan rammed his cock into her with a loud grunt. Kelli squealed and gasped as she was suddenly filled with Johan’s huge shaft. He began to pump into her, slamming her against the arm of the couch, her legs flailing above her. The cyber audience watched in awestruck silence…..hardly a word was exchanged in channel. It was only when they saw Johan reach around and fumble for something in his pants pocket that people started talking. Words filled the screen as it became apparent the object was a large switchblade knife. Some of the necro people were horrified, some titillated, some were jaded and thought it all was a hoax.
As he continued to pump furiously into her, Kelli grunting and panting with every stroke, Johan slipped the knife between them. On an away stroke, he slid the knife cleanly into the flattest part of Kelli’s tummy. The blade glided effortlessly thru her skin and deeply into her flesh, then penetrated her guts.
She barely noticed it, the blade was so surgically sharp. But then he gave it a sudden twist to the left, and her body jerked violently as the pain wracked her. She was aware that she was peeing all over her new sofa, but that seemed to matter little at the moment. Right now she was being fucked and stabbed. Before she could think any further, Johan groaned loudly as he feverishly pounded in and out of her. Kelli’s fingernails dug into Johans back as she sensed his orgasm about to explode within her. She felt his hot spooge burst inside her. As she clinched her pussy muscles tightly, milking his cock dry, he collapsed, spent ….on top of her. His hot breath panted against her cheek. It was then that Kelli glanced at the computer….saw the camera and the microphone.
Johan regrouped and pinned her arms behind her. He yanked her up off the couch and took her to a dining room chair, plopping her down roughly. He positioned the camera so that it pointed directly at Kelli. She sat, clutching the knife wound in her belly. It had bled a lot and she had streaks of blood down her legs.
Johan went back to the suitcase and produced a huge dildo and to kelli’s horror….a miniature crossbow.
He took the dildo and handed it to her. She turned her head away. “Take it!…..or I kill you.”
Kelli took the rubber shlong in her small hands and looked at it. “I want you to play with yourself for me, Kelli” Johan ordered her.
“No……I won’t…please…don’ make me.” Kelli began to weep.
“Do it…..or die!” he screamed at her.
The people in necrobabe were holding their collective breath as they watched to see what would happen next. Some went to get a sandwich. Some fell asleep. But most were enthralled at this spectacle unfolding before them.
Kelli placed the dildo between her legs and forced it up into her. She cried as she started moving it in and out. “That’s good, dear……I want you to make yourself cum”, instructed Johan as he loaded an arrow into the crossbow, his back turned to Kelli.
Kelli began to shove the dildo deeper into herself, moving it faster and faster…..raising herself slightly up off the chair in doing so. She continued to sob as she felt her juices begin to flow. The ribbed shaft felt good in her, and she was actually getting aroused by the forced masturbation. Kelli looked directly into the camera…..tears streaming down her cheeks….as she bounced up and down on the dildo. She could feel the orgasm building within her……gasping and groaning as she shoved the dildo as far as she could into her…..felt it slamming against the walls of her uterus….bringing her to climax. She screeched as she unleashed a trembling orgasm…..one interrupted by an arrow smashing into her chest. Kelli’s body stiffened in the chair…..her hands dangling momentarily to her sides, the dildo dropping to the floor. Her mouth opened and closed in an attempted scream, but no sound came out. She looked down and saw the arrow protruding from her right breast. She found it hard to breathe, as the shaft had penetrated her lung. A trickle of blood ran out the corner of her mouth. Kelli grasped the arrow and struggled with it, but it would not budge. She then made a feeble attempt to stand, but another arrow crunched thru her breastbone, slamming her back down in the chair. Here heart pierced, blood pumping furiously from around the shaft, Kelli slithered sinuously out of the chair, spilling onto the floor. Johan knelt down and kissed her dying lips, and watched intently as the life dissipated from her once sparkling eyes. Kelli quivered for a bit, her limbs twitching as she died. Then she lay still on her back, two arrows sticking in her chest. Johan looked at her fondly but sadly for several minutes, then walked to the suitcase, pulled out a piece of cardboard and held it up to the camera. “THE END” it said. He turned to glance once more at Kelli’s prone dead corpse lying there, then he shut off Kelli’s computer and left.
Many people thought the whole thing was a staged production, but began to wonder when days, then weeks….then months passed and Kelli failed to show up again. Several months later, only a few of Kelli’s friends missed her. To the rest, she was merely a distant memory…..one in an endless parade of here today, gone tomorrow necrobabes.