Jenny's Last Sleepover -- Part I: Intro and Natalie


Posted by romantic on December 16, 2000 at 09:41:19:

: Jenny and her friends were having a lingerie/margarita party to celebrate Rachael's latest photo spread. They had celebrated the stroke of midnight with another round and by trading the lingerie they were wearing. Jenny now wore Rachael's ice-blue satin sheath with the slits up to her ass; Marcie wore Gina's black lace bra and panties; Rachael had donned Natalie's kimono, leaving it open to show her perfect small model's tits and bright blue thong undies. Natalie had put on Jenny's white silk camisol and panties. Gina was, at the moment, nude, sprawling on the couch as Marcie took photos of her in provocative poses, mostly buns-up shots showing her butterfly tattoo.
Nobody really heard Him come in, but there He was. None of the girls seemed to know His name, but all sensed they somehow knew Him. They were loose enough now from the margaritas that even the naked Gina didn't seem taken aback by His appearance. She simply drew her knees up to her chest and smiled. He carried a large leather bag which He set down in the middle of the basement floor. "Hi, ladies," He said, "Let's play some games." "What kind of games?" asked Gina. "Games about life and death. I'll show you." When He drew three sets of handcuffs from the bag, the girls giggled -- yet each felt compelled, even the haughty Rachael and the sassy Gina, to play along. He cuffed Jenny, Rachael, and Marcie to on of the steel posts that supported the ceiling beams in Jenny's basement. Natalie and Gina were left standing, antipating what kinkiness He might have in mind.
He drew from the bag a 9mm pistol and a hunting knife. He approached Gina from behind and in a swift move, placed the gun her in hand and the knife to her throat.
"First Game." He announced. "I'm going to count to ten, by which time you will have shot Natalie (Hmmm. He knew their names.) or the knife opens your throat. OK?"
Suddenly, Gina tensed and did not know what to do. "1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8..." Gina's mind reeled. At "8" He pushed the knife against her throat, slicing slightly so she'd feel the blood. Natalie was frozen; her big brown doe eyes fixed on Gina. Gin'a mind went blank and some impulse closed her finger on the trigger. The shot hit Natalie in the belly."Gina, no!" she screamed and took a step towards Gina. This made Gina freak and she fired three more times. Natalie's tits bobbed as each bullet impacted her chest. She staggered backwards against the wall, the front of Jenny's white camisol now running red. She sank slowly to the floor, still sitting up, her feet pushing against the floor as if she was trying to stand, her mouth still trying to form the words "Gina, no..." Gina tried to pint the gun elsewhere, perhaps at herself, but He grabbed her hand and held it firm. This caused another reflex which fired a final shot. This one struck Natalie in the center of her chest and destroyed her heart. She stopped her pathetic attempt to stand, and her legs slid out in front of her. She sat slumped against the wall, quite dead. He removed the gun from Gina's hand and the knife from her throat and returned them to the bag. Gina ran to Natalie, looked at her handy work and sobbed.
To be continued...