Yes, Love, nastier then the last one. Here we go:

A Good Day to Die

This is the end, beautiful friend,
this is the end, my only friend, the end
it hurts to set you free,
but you'll never follow me.
The end, of laughter and soft lies, the end,
of nights we tried to die. This is the end.

-The End, by the Doors

This was our last nigh together, before Verity flew back to the States. She'd been visiting for three weeks, during my summer vacation, and it had been hot. I always knew she was a horny bitch, and that she shared my fantasies. But I could never have imagined that it would bee so great to meet her. We had done some pretty wild things together, things I've never done with a woman before. They never had the guts. Well, we were going to see one of my friends, Nina, who'd been my teacher when I'd taken some drawing-classes at night school. Since it was my last night to Verity, I thought I'd make it special. Real special.

We left my apartment at 17:00. The sun was high in the sky, the air shimmering with the heat. I jumped onto my bike, a beautiful black Yamaha 1200, all in black and chrome. I handed Verity my backpack, which I'd packed with only the bare necessities; a few lengths of rope, my gun, knife, takana sword, some tape and my video camera. Needles to say, Verity knew nothing of it's contents.
Verity had dressed up great for the dinner. She was wearing a short black velvet dress, showing lots of cleavage, and clinging round her great ass. It was so tight it was easy to see that she wasn't wearing anything underneath. Between her pale breasts hung a large steel and glass crucifix, held in place by a heavy silver chain. Her eyes were rimmed by a thin black line, and she'd painted her brows and eyelashes black. Her lips were a beautiful deep read, with a bronze shine, almost like coagulated blood, and rimmed with black. It matched her hair perfectly! That, and her pale face with it's big brown innocent eyes, and her sexy black net stockings, made her look like a mixture of a Goth freak, Mother Mary and the Whore of Babylon. In other words, she was dressed to kill...
She swung the bag on her back, and jumped onto the bike. She wrapped her thin soft arms around me, and we were off.
The weather was perfect, hot, the air motionless. The freeway was free of traffic, only the sound of the birds and the grasshoppers feebly contested the roar of the bike. I turned the handle, and brought the bike up to 200. The air hissed through my crew-cut, and blew Verity's hair out in a red flame after the bike. Her arms tightened around my masculine chest, which was easily felt through my thin white t-shirt.
Yes, we had had such time together. On the day she arrived, I'd tied her to my bed, and made love to her in a way that could best be described as consensual rape. She had begged me to hurt her, and I'd gladly applied my whip, needles, and even my knife, to her smooth, pale skin, kissing the wounds and marks I'd made. Slowly she'd gotten even worse, begging me to strangle her with my hands, or stab her with my knife. And I had, gladly. Until she begged me to stop. Sometimes I'd ignored her pleas, going on until she passed out from the pain, or lack of air. Every time we'd made love, I'd pushed her a little closer to the edge, but always stopping before it was too late, before it got really good. But tonight I'd take her all the way. And that little bitch Nina would go with her.
While still clinging to my chest with her left hand, Verity brought her right hand down to my crouch, sensing my excitement. Her thin, lithe fingers unzipped by jeans, and she slipped her hand down my boxer-shorts, cuddling my erection. I loved her!

After half an hour we got to the small gravel road that led to Nina's house. She lived in an old country house that lay in a great forest. I'd been visiting her a few times, and she herself had noticed that it was to remote from anything, for anybody to hear her screaming. As I pulled the bike into the small court in front of the house, I noticed a pink motorbike parked under the great oak tree. This would be interesting!.
I took Verity's hand and walked to the door. I had to knock several times before it was opened by Nina. She was wearing slippers, a night-gown, and she had paint on her hands. Nina's 25, tall, and has long black hair. She's an aerobic instructor when she's not painting, and her body is really well shaped. She has large breasts (I think they have been 'fixed', but she continues to deny it), which the night-gown did nothing to hide. Her face was flushed.
'Sorry, didn't expect you here until seven' She said 'I'm just doing a nude. I'll be done soon.' She fluttered back down the hall.
Yes, I knew how Nina loved nudes. She'd get some young innocent girl to pose for her, just to seduce her, use her, and forget all about her. Well, she'd not have time for that tonight.
Verity gave me one of those, 'she's a pretty girl, and I know you've fucked her' kind of smiles, and dragged me inside. Nina has inherited a huge amount of money after her father, which she used to by this house. It was beautiful, built in medieval style, and full of art from all over the world. We walked slowly down the hall to the living room, while admiring the paintings on the wall. Some Nina had done herself, some she'd purchased. All were of women. All were naked.
'Seems like an interesting girl, that Nina' Verity said.
'Certainly is, love. Here, I'll take the bag.'

The model Nina had picked up this time was beautiful. She was young, I guess about 18. Her skin was smooth and tanned. Her body was strong, fit, just like Nina's. She sat backwards on a simple wooden chair, her legs spread on either side of the chair-back, revealing a small tuft of black pubic hair. The hair on her head was black, almost deep blue, and her breasts were round and perfect. I couldn't get my eyes off her. Neither could Verity. We just stood there while Nina finished the picture.
'So! That's it!' she exclaimed, joyfully. 'Lisa, you've been a perfect model. You must pose for me some other day. Now, come see the picture'
It was beautiful. She'd captured all the best of Lisa, and framed her perfectly by the panorama of the garden and forest, visible through the large windows that covered the walls of the living room. As we stood three admiring the picture, I could smell the perfume of the three lovely ladies that surrounded me. The powerful, yet subtle, smell of Verity's perfume, the fine smell of shampoo off Lisa's young body, and the musky smell of Nina's sweat, and her excitement. She was horny, I could see it, as well as smell it.
'Lisa, dear. Get dressed, and join us for a drink in the garden' Nina said, as she walked to the terrace door.
Out on the terrace, I grabbed a glass of white wine and sat down in a chair, while the two girls walked around in the garden, talking. Mostly about me, I suspect, but Nina's very proud of her house and garden, and if she gets started it's almost impossible to shut her up. While I enjoyed my drink, Lisa came out on the terrace.
'Tell me about yourself, pretty thing' I said to the girl.
'Well, I'm 18 years old, high school student. In my spare time I dance, and model for commercials. And Nina.' she said, and giggled.
'So you like Nina, do you. That's good, coz you'll soon get the opportunity to suck her pussy' I said with a grin, as I took the gun from my backpack. A look of fear and surprise dawned on her face. 'Now, shut up and undress'. She did, while staring at the gun nervously.

When Verity and Nina came back I'd hidden the gun under the table. Nina was surprised to see that Lisa was naked, but she got even more surprised when I drew forth the gun, and pointed it directly at her face.
'Now, listen here, girls' I said, with a voice usually reserved for children, and old folks, 'just do as I say, and nobody gets hurt. Undress, please'
'Stop fooling around' Nina said and smiled.
'I'm not fooling around, love. Get naked, or I'll put a bullet through that pretty face of yours.' That did the trick. She looked at me like I was crazy, but began to undress. Verity, my ever obedient slave, was already naked. Except for the steel cross. The red evening sun danced on her pale skin like flames, as it filtered through the leaves of the oak trees surrounding the garden. A weak smile was on her red lips, an expression of anticipation and mild fear. Nina was still bitching, but eventually she was naked.
'Sit down, Nina' I commanded.
'Yea, yea, whatever!'
'Verity, my love' I said and pointed the gun at her 'Tie these two bitches hands and feet together, or I'll blow your brain to little bits for the birds pick at' Silently, she took the ropes from my backpack, and started to tie the girls up. Lisa started crying softly, as Verity tied her to her chair. 'Don't be afraid darling, he's not going to hurt us' Nina said 'he hasn't got the guts'
'Wrong, love' I said, and rose from my chair. 'Verity here is a real bitch about pain and death. She loves it. So I figured, since it's the last time she sees me for some time, I'd show her what real death is like.' All three girls looked at me in surprise, fear showing clearly in their eyes.
'No don't worry I'm not going to kill all of you. Verity, you pick who's going to die. Lisa or Nina' Verity looked confused, uncertain. 'Pick one, lady. Pick one, or I'll kill all three of you' I said, smiling.
'Oh, please, don't make me do this' she begged. I drew back the cock of the gun, and pointed it at her pretty face.
'OK, OK, then it'll be...you' she said and pointed at Nina. She looked shocked. 'Stop this, this isn't fun anymore' she cried.
'No, no fun at all' I said. I walked to stand behind her chair, and pulled her to her feet. Then I pushed her onto the large oak table.
'Verity, tie her hands and legs to the table legs, face up. I want her spread out, so we can have some fun with her before we kill her' Verity hesitated, but only until she felt the cold steel of the gun against her temple.
When Nina was secured to the table, I took my knife and a short rope from my backpack.
'Verity, take this rope, and sit on the table, with her head in your lap' I said, and tossed the rope to Verity. She climbed onto the table. I'd shaved her pussy a few days ago, when we made love, and I could see her lips beginning to swell with excitement. Meanwhile I took out my video camera, and expanded the tripod. I put it up so that it would catch all the action on the table, and pressed 'record'. Then I walked over to Lisa.
'I guess it's only right for you to suck Nina's pussy, since she'll die for us' I said, and pulled her from her chair. She started to whine as I half lifted, half carried her towards the table. 'Don't be such a baby' I hissed, and slapped her across her pretty face. I took the knife, and shoved it up Nina's pussy. She cried out in pain, and writhed on the table. A thin line of blood ran from her pussy, and dripped onto the table. 'Suck her clean' I hissed at Lisa, and pressed her head against Nina's pussy. 'If one more drop of blood falls on the table, I'm going to kill you too' Then I pulled down my pants, and buried my erection in Lisa's tight pussy. I held her by her hair, thrusting deep inside her, and pressing her face against Nina. Verity played a little with Nina's huge breasts, obviously envious of the bitch. Soon Nina began to moan.
'See, she likes you' I said to Lisa. 'Lick her harder' Just to help her along I thrust the hilt of my knife into Nina's wet pussy, moving it back and forth rapidly, sending ripples of joy and pain through her body. 'I think she's about ready Verity. When I nod, strangle her with that rope' Lisa froze in panic, and Nina released a small gasp of fear. When Verity wrapped the rope around her neck, she began to scream.
'Don't stop licking Lisa' I said 'you don't want Nina to feel only pain as she dies, do you' Lisa started licking again, hurriedly, almost as if her life depended upon it. And I guess it did. No I'd already decided to kill her ;-). I thrust deeper with the knife, also quickening the pace. When Nina finally screamed out in a mixture of fear, pain and joy, I nodded my head, and Verity pulled the rope tight. Nina's screaming subsided into a low moaning, then a tortured gasping, and then nothing. Her eyes were wide with fear, her face growing red, as her lungs began to burn. I pulled Lisa to her feet. 'Look at that bitch die' I said. Nina had begun to thrash hysterically on the table, but Verity had tied her up well. Soon her writhing grew slower, weaker, until she lay still. Tears ran down her almost purple face, her dry tongue stuck out her gasping mouth. She looked Lisa in the eyes, and tried to form a word with her lips. Then she shuddered, and collapsed.
'Keep it tight' I commanded Verity 'we don't want her to ever wake up again, do we?' She shook her head, and kept the tension in the rope. She did't release it before she heard Nina's urine splash onto the table.

'Good, Verity' I said. 'But not exactly what I wanted. I wanted to show you a bitch die, the way you always wanted it. But luckily we still got one left'
'No, no, please don't...you promised, you promised to let me go' Lisa begged, the expression of pure and utter fear on her young face.
'Well, that just goes to show that I'm not just a fun loving criminal, but also a liar. What did you expect, you naive bitch? That we'd just let you go, so you could tell the police all about this?'
'No, no, I wont tell. I promise, I promise..'
'Verity, get Nina off the table, and tie this young slut down. Then I'll show you something real, baby'
As Verity secured Lisa to the table, I took my katana sword from my backpack. Well, it was not really to scale, only about 20 inches lone. But it was sharp, and it would do the trick. I walked back to the helpless girl. She was laying on her back on the table, breathing hurriedly, and staring a me with wide fearful eyes. 'Yes, you'll die now. End your life, bitch. Oh, a pity to die so young. Don't you think Verity'. She nodded. 'Better make it good for her, then.' I said. Again she nodded. 'I want you to caress her pretty breasts, so you can feel her breath and heartbeat. And look into her eyes, so you can see her pain and fear.' She nodded a third time.
I parted Lisa's fine pubic hair, took hold of her hips, and once again thrust my erection into her pussy. Verity massaged her breasts, feeling her breath slowly slowing down, become deeper, saw the fear on the young girls face slowly give way to pleasure.
'I think she likes it' Verity said, smiling. Then she withdrew her left hand from the girl, and began touching herself, massaging her wet pussy. I think they both came about the same time. Lisa and Verity cried out in orgasm, Lisa writhing violently on the table, Verity almost loosing her balance.
While still thrusting with my dick, I took the sword, and shoved it up Lisa's tight ass. A loud tearing sound mixed with her screams, as the sword cut deep into her abdomen. I pushed it up to the hilt, slashing one of her lounges, and cutting deep into her heart.
'Look at her now' I grinned at Verity, who looked down at the young girls face. Lisa screamed out one final time, spitting a gush of blood into the air. Her body trembled, her back arched off the table, and the muscles in her pussy drew tight around my dick, almost too hard. I shot my load into her dying body. Then she relaxed, staring at Verity with her dead glassy eyes.

'You still hot on dying, love' I said.
'Yes, yessss, kill me now, she hissed, and writhed like a horny kitten.
'Better get you tied to the table, then. I wont allow you to back out this time.'
'I wont, my love. I'll be brave, I promise' she said, and looked at me pleadingly.
'OK, I'll kill you, but your death wont be as easy as the other two bitches. Get Lisa off the table, and put her in a chair next to Nina. They'll bear witness to your undoing'. While she did just that, I checked the video. Plenty of film left. No Verity wouldn't die too fast!
When she'd done the deed, I strapped her real hard to the table, so she couldn't move an inch. Then I lifted up her ass, and pushed Nina's leg under it, so I had easier access to her naked pussy. I started licking it hard, moving my tongue up and down her lips, in small circles around her clitoris, and deep inside her pussy, tasting her lovely juices.
'Cut me, cut me like you did that other bitch' Verity begged. I took the knife, and drew it slowly, very slowly, up her tender pussy. She screamed out in pain, as I cut two small rifts inside her. Then I thrust my dick into her bleeding cunt, thrusting deep, hard, sending shock after shock of pain and joy through her body.
I almost lost control, but pulled out just in time, and licked her again. The coppery taste of the blood mixed with her juices, and I used it to moisten her clitoris. Before long, she screamed out in orgasm.
Then I straddled her stomach, placing my cock between her beautiful breasts. With a piece of rope, I tied the hard around my dick, and began fucking her tits. I could see it hurt her, her breasts grew red since the blood could not get out. Before I came, I pulled out, and shut my cum over her pretty face. 'Eat this, eat it all' I moaned. She lapped it up like a hungry kitten.
'Hurt me, hurt me baby' she moaned, as she struggled to regain her breath. I took my knife and pushed it slowly into her right breast. She began to scream, so I kept pushing until it was all the way through. The blood splashed out, forming a small pond of blood on her stomach. Then I set to work on the left breast. I cut off the nipple, and drew expanding circles with the sharp tip on the knife, expanding from her tit, and running all the way down to her belly-button. Her breath had quickened, pain obvious on her pretty face.
'Now the real pain begins' I said, and pressed the tip of the sword against her anus. 'If you don't open up, it's going to hurt like hell'
'No' she gasped, and opened. I slowly pushed the sword into her. She began to convulse with pain, hurting herself even more as she writhed, since the sword was already 15 inches inside her. I stopped pushing the hilt, and concentrated on fucking her again. It felt so good, being inside her wet pussy, with the blood tickling down my balls. Slowly her screams gave way to moans of joy.
When she approached her climax, I pressed the sword deeper inside her. She screamed again, first in orgasm, then in pain.
'Oh, please stop. Please stop...' she moaned, through irregular breaths. 'Well, you are going to die now, like you've always wanted. Even if I stopped now, the ambulance would still take more then 20 minutes to get here, at which time you'd have bled to death anyway'. 'Then kill me fast...kill me, I can't stand the pain' She closed her eyes.
At that, I pushed the blade in to the hilt. But I'd turned it, so it only priced her right lounge, and not her heart. Realisation dawned on her, and she opened her eyes. Half screaming, half crying, she yelled 'You didn't kill me, no, no, I can't stand the pain. Kill me!'
Don't worry darling, you'll be dead soon, I said and kissed away the blood that had stared collecting at the corners of her mouth. I kept kissing her, and fucking her, as I felt her growing weaker, and weaker, screaming and spitting blood, in between my kisses.
'Good-bye my love' I said and kissed her long, while pushing her nostrils shut with my fingers, thus cutting off her air. Her body convulsed violently, blood spraying from her ass, and bubbling into my mouth. Her pussy drew tight around my dick, as if she really wanted me to feel her, in her final moment. I came inside her, as she grew still. When I stopped my kiss of death, she exhaled her final gurgling breath, and was quiet.

I poured myself another glass of white wine, and put a new canvas on the stand. The three lovely dead women lay on the table, locked in an eternal embrace. The setting sun threw it's last golden rays on their pale cold bodies, as I mixed the colours. This would be the painting of my life, a way to remember my sexy, wicked Verity, and her death. The young bitches didn't bother me much. Hell, you can't make an omelette without breaking a few eggs, can you?