Posted by Rodney on October 07, 2000 at 20:42:28:
It has taken him two months to track her down to this Tropical Resort. A hundred dollar bill to the desk clerk had netted him the suite number and a key.
He fitted the key and opened the door, soundlessly. He could have saved the caution. The shower was going. He did what he needed to do and slumped in the single
leather chair...drummed his fingers on the arm,
impatiently.
The sound of a blow dryer from the bathroom. He
waited. The bathroom door opened without warning. Candy
froze in the doorway, clad only in a large bath towel
gathered at the deep V of her large breasts. Her thick,
glossy midnight black hair falling to the middle of her
back. She had those great legs.
"Duke! I didn't hear you come in!", she exclimed
with a smile.
He got right to the point. "Where's my money, Candy?"
"I've got it right here, darling", she purred. "I
had to get out of town in a hurry. You didn't think
I'd double-cross a good looking guy like you", she pouted. "I'll get your money, Duke...you'll get every-
thing you've got coming", she laughed, as she walked
to the cabinet. She opened a drawer and reached inside.
When she turned, the was a .38 snub-nosed revolver
in her hand. "Here's what you've got coming", she
snarled.
"Really?", he said, not moving.
"Really!...and we wouldn't want the shots to dis-
turb the neighbors, would we, honey?", she cooed...as
she switched on the stereo, the latin music throbbing
in the room.
"What shots, kitten?, he asked, with raising his
voice. "There can't be any shots with an empty gun".
He tossed the five bullets at her feet. Candy looked
down at the bullets...then up at Duke. When she pulled
down on the trigger of the gun in her hand, all she
got was a metallic snap.
"My gun, on the other hand, is not empty", he grinned. Leisurely, he reached inside his jacket and
pulled out the .38 revolver. From the his side coat
pocket, he removed a silencer and began screwing it to
the end of the barrel. When he finished, he reached to
the side of the chair and held up the briefcase for her
to see. "Found it in the bedroom closet. The whole
Million. Found your gun. You shouldn't take such long
showers, babe", he said.
Candy stared in fascination at the gun. "You're
right...Duke. I was going...to double cross you..you've
got the money...", she ran her tongue over her full
lips, as she shrugged out of the towel..."There's no
reason we can't...it's all over...
"Your right about it being over, Bitch!", he named
her.
"One more time", she whispered. " For old times..
sake"....Mmmmmmmmmm", Candy rubbed her tits and moaned.
She saw the reaction in his face and began to knead her
ripe breasts, milking them out to him. Her red nipples
widening. Her hips beginning to roll in time to the
beat of the music coming from the speakers.
Candy with her weapons...Duke with his. His seemed
puny beside her lush body. Her fingers wandered over
her thighs, faking the notion she couldn't find the
wet gash. She was beginning to get excited herself,
though she couldn't imagine how. The Bastard was going
to shoot her and now she was performing for him.
Candy could see the bulge in his pants and she knew
she was arousing him. She forced her breathing to
become ragged as her finger parted the lips of her cunt
and slowly slid in...and she moaned again. "Come on
...I'm ready for you.....slide it in me. Right here!",
Candy groaned.
Duke could fee the tension growing inside him and
he knew that he had to do it NOW!
KA-SWOOSH!..went the silenced .38.
"Ung...unghhh...!!", Candy grunted, as the slug
punched a red hole, below her navel. The shock of the
lead pellet drilling through her...jarred the brunette
forwars...the finger in her undulating, wet crotch
sliding in to the last knuckle.
"OOOOOHHH....S...SHIT!", cANDY SCREAMED, as she
felt the steaming, plunging slug fill her guts with
molten fire! Candy tore her hand away from her wet cunt
and slapped both hands over the blood oozing hole.
"AAAAGGGHHHH...IT...B..BURNS...OHHHHH...S..SHIT IT....H...HURTS....DUKE!!!..B..BURNING..DEEP...INSIDE.....MEEEEEEEE!", Candy wailed in agony.
Duke liked that...he liked hearing her hurt...and
he knew that beneath it all, she liked it too....she
loved it.
"Scream, damn you! Damn you, whore, bitch, scream.
SCREAM!
Candy threw back her head, her long black hair
streaming down her arched back...and screamed, loud and
long, rending the air with the sound.
KA-SWOOSH...Blood vomited from the hole just above
the center of her football sized left mammory. Candy
flung up and back...landing heavily on her back..on
the dinning room table. Her body arching, her muscles
corded.
"Scream, slut...scream louder", Duke yelled
And scream she did, as Candy squirmed and writhed,
digging her nails into the wooden table top...throwing
her head from side to side, her mane of dark hair
flowing freely across her face and shoulders.
"OOOOHHHH....AGGGGHHHHHH....S...SHOOT!....S..SHOOT
M..ME!...F...FINISH...IT!....DO..IT...D...DOOOO...IT!",
Candy howled.
KA-SWOOSH....Candy's legs snapped open, as she
jammed her hands between her legs and clawed at the
blood gushing hole scorched in the center of her dark
pubic hairs.
"OOHHHHH...F..FUUUUUCK!", she screamed, rolling
from side to side. Her head trashed as she wailed, back
arching, as her body bounced and churned and twisted
in pain.
Then the orgasm hit her...the first crashing waves
of red-hot pleasure combining with the red-hot pain of
the slugs in her body. She sucked in her breath raggedly. Her mouth snapped open and her eyeballs rolled upin their sockets. A spine-tingling tremor
washed through the girl, evoking a drawn-out groan of
sheer ecstacy from between her writhing lips.
She rolled of the table and dropped face down to
the floor. Body twitching...softly...softly...trembling
......still.
Duke wiped the sweat from his forehead and took a
few moments to compose himself. He picked up the brief-
case and walked out into the hallway. He put the......
..."Do Not Distrub" sign on the door knob......He walked away........(THE END)