Posted by Rodney on December 01, 2001 at 11:00:18:
Jennifer Kilmey was the spoiled daughter of a San
Francisco Banker. Jenny was twenty years old and
a Junior at USC..where she was majoring in Computer
Science.
Jennifer learned an important lesson at the
beginning of her Freshman year. If you wanted to
be taken seriously and not just for your good looks
...you had to take on a disguise.
Jennifer hid her stacked body under loose clothing.
She wore little make-up and wore her long blonde
hair pulled back or at the nape of her neck. She
used black, horn rimmed glasses...even though the
prescription was for clear glass.
Jennifer had a first class brain and stood number
#3 in her class. Her goal was to be #1.
Her boyfriend, Vernon Sharpe was a Senior and a
brilliant computer geek. He and Jenny had driven
up to her parents moutain cabin for the day. Jenny
hoped to get a full day of work on her term-paper,
without phone calls or other interruptions.
She was determined to be the top student in her
class...or die trying.
It was at the cabin, that the three escaped convicts
were hiding. Neither Jenny or Vernon noticed the
vehicle parked behind the large, three bedroom
cabin.
The were both grabbed as soon as they walked in.
Vernon was immediately gagged and tied to a chair
in the living room.
The convicts, JimBob Bates, Ray Hanson and Bubba
Burns...were all serving time for an assortment
of crimes from robbery to murder.
They took turns raping and sodomizing Jenny in the
bedroom that she used as her own. She was nothing
but a pawn in the hands of the three sub-human
escaped convicts.
Slowly...as a zombie moves, Jenny worked her way
to the side of the bed and stood up. She could
hear the three men talking, while drinking and
playing cards in the other room.
"Man, she's in real bad shape. She can hardly
move", she heard JimBob say.
"Fuck her", Ray spat. "If she keeled over dead
now from too much fucking...it'll save us killing
her when we kill her boyfriend."
"Fucking her somemore, is what I want to do",
Bubba's chuckle rumbled through the room.
Over hearing the conversation...the idea surged
through her thoughts abruptly and violently...and
she gasped. Of course! She had a weapon to use
against these animals. She accepted this plan
instinctively, without question. These things
passed through her intellect with the speed of
light...her mind calculating the odds.
She sat at the dressing table and carefully applied
make up. She untied her long, lustrous blonde hair,
brushing the golden tresses. She selected a pink,
baby doll, shortie negligee and matching bikini
panties from the drawer.
She was ready. Jenny smiled at herself in the
mirror. A cold, tigerish smile.
...And then she walked toward the main room.
JimBob saw her standing in the doorway.
"Boy", he whispered, hoarsely.
Jenny ignored the three men and flipped on the
stereo...the heavy beat filling the room.
Vernon's eyes went wide and he tried to voice some
words through the gag.
Jenny ignored the pile of weapons...taken from her
father's gun cabinet and now tossed carelessly on
the table. Her father had taught her all he knew
of firearmss...which was considerable.
She saw her favorite...the fifteen shot, Smith and
Wesson 9mm on the pile.
With brazen sassiness, she approached the table,
raising the bottle to her lips and taking a long
gulp. She felt the liquid burning all the way down.
A lightheadness swirled through her senses as she
tilted the bottle for another drink. She needed
the whiskey...needed it to give her the courage to
do what needed to be done.
"You boys call this...a party!", Jenny smiled.
She turned towards the table and slowly grinding her
hips began undoing the front of the negligee.
JimBob began to recovering first. A glimmer of
suspicion sprang into his eyes. Jenny moved to
counter that suspicion.
"How about a little dance?", she put on her most
sultry, sexy expression. Of course...Jenny hadn't
ever stripped or done an exotic dance for anyone in
her life. But she'd thought of doing an erotic
dance for Vernon on their wedding night...if she
could ever get him to pop the question.
So...she'd practiced bumping and grinding and
making sultry and sexy expressions in front of the
full length mirror in her bedroom at home. So...
when she began to dance for the three convicts, she
at least knew what she had and the best way to
shake it.
Vernon couldn't believe his eyes. This was not the
prim and proper girl he had been dating. The girl he
wanted to marry.
This was a voluptous blonde temptress jiggling and
undulating in time with the music.
Only one type of female stripped for men..the Bad
girls. The Good Girls never...ever did sultry dances
...Jenny was the girl Vernon intended to marry..
Ergo, she was a Good Girl.
Hence it shook Vernon to his very soul when Jenny
showed just how good a strip job a Good Girl can do
if she tries.
And Jenny was really trying.
"Go on, girlie. Just show them tits", Ray said.
She shrugged out of the negligee, every inch of her
went jiggle-jiggle in response to the music. Her
large orbs heaved all over her chest.
Vernon didn't recognize the dance. He didn't have
to. Basically, it was as old as man himself.
She gave the dance a whole new dimension...every
thrust and motion and quiver it required.
Suppressed exhibitionism had always been a well
hidden quirk of Jenny's. Knowing all eyes were on
her made her exicted. She was peforming for them
and loving it.
She began to heft her breasts, bouncing them up and
down teasingly, so that all eyes could take in the
vibrant, wholly alive manner in which they bounced.
She bounced them up and down. She bounced them from
side to side. She bounced the big..fully packed
roundness of her tits until they quivered and shook
and jiggled like live creatures.
Her breasts were not immune to such stimulation.
Their big, beautifully formed nipples stirring to
life...thrust erect.
She danced to the edge of the table...reaching for
the gun.
It was such a pretty sight...the suprise and fear
on their faces. She wanted to laugh. The excitement
almost suffocating.
With the gun in her hand, the transformation from
mousy, plain College co-ed.......to savage Amazon
was complete.
...And absolutely awe inspiring.
She shot JimBob first in the throat. He pitched
backwards, taking his chair with him.
She had never killed anyone before. A sudden shiver
of pleasure coursed through her.
The sight of JimBob spinning out of his chair sent
a savagely depraved thrill through Jenny's body.
Nipples enormous with passion now...the hot juices
of her arousal flowing
Vernon saw the his pretty girl friends face...
twisted and hard and flushed with hate...her blue
eyes no longer wide or innocent...
She swung the gun towards Ray...her heart pounding,
as he raised his pistol towards her...his slug
buzzed past her head...even as her bullet punched
a red hole in the center of his forehead.
A wave of hotly comsuming erotocism rippling
through the blondes groin.
Jenny turned towards Bubba. His gun pointing right
at her. The barrel looked the size of a cannon.
Shivers of excitement tingled through her and
goose-pimples erupted on her sensitive flesh.
Jenny fired.
It was at that instant that someone kicked her
in the stomach.
Jennifer Kilmey felt no pain. Only a flash of
mingled suprise and wonder. Suprise that this kick
had struck her without warning...wonder as to why
a tiny red hole had suddenly appeared just above
the elastic rim of her bikini panties...a hole from
which blood was spouting!
Vernon saw Jenny and Bubba exchange bullets...at
a range of four feet...it was impossible for either
of them to miss.
From that range Bubba put a slug low in the blondes
belly. Jenny's slug punched through his chest.
Bubba dropped his gun..grabbing his chest..falling.
Vernon saw Jenny sprout a blood bubbling hole above
the rim of her panties. The slug jerking the girl
backward to skid into the wall.
Jenny realized...minus any horror and with only a
detached curiousity...that the blood spouting hole
was where Bubba's slug had punched into her soft
body.
And then...the scorching...raging pain erupted
in her guts.
Jenny held onto her gun...even as the pain rippled
through her.
And then the room was filled with the ...........
sound of the girl's scream...head back, blonde hair
streaming down her back...Jenny filled the air with
an ear-splitting scream.
Vernon struggled against his ropes..
The blonde waved the pistol wildly. She began to
yell...."B..Bastards!...Come on...come on...I'll
k..kill you..kill....kill...y..you". The girl's
eyes glowing like that of a jungle animal.
Unknown to Jenny or Vernon...they had been just
moments from rescue.
The Police having discovered the convicts stolen
car from the air...had surrounded the cabin...
working into position for the past hour.
At the first sound of the shots, the Cops rushed
the cabin.
The door to the living room burst open.
The pain crazed co-ed turned towards the sound..
the only thing in her passion inflamed...pain filled
mind was....to kill!...kill!....kill!
The first Cop through the door took a bullet square
on his bullet proof vest.
The second Cop's slug sent her reeling back against
the wall. The large, ugly hole appearing at the
tip of her right breast, the big nipple disappearing
before the ragged lead.
Blood oozing from between her fingers as she
clutched her mutilated tit.
Two more Cops came through the door. They starred
at the maddened girl. She raised her pistol to
fire again.
This time...it was her lucious left breast that
danced with a bullets impact...Jenny crashing
back against the wall again.
Jenny slid down the wall to the floor. Her wide
blue eyes stared up at the Cops filling the room.
She heard one of the Cops saying incredulously,
"Sweet mother of God, have you ever seen anything
like it? It looks like the blood baths from the
days of the Roman Colosseum!"
"I...killed...them all", Jenny coughed. "I...I'm
glad...I killed...them...I'm...glad....glad."
In the space of three short hours...Jennifer Kilmey
had crammed more excitement and sensuality into her
life than all the previous twenty years...combined.
She had been kidnapped by convicts...been raped and
sodomized..stripped for a bunch of men..done an
erotic and sultry dance..killed three men...had
a gun battle with the Police..and taken three slugs
in her lush body.
Quite an education.
But then, the Education of Jennifer Kilmey was over.
Jennifer Kilmey was dead.
(The End)