Night descends onto Shannon's home. Inside, six friends attempt to sleep, unable to rest their excitement. A clock *tick tick* ticks in the living room, marking the seconds that keep two figures awake in bed. Suddenly, the clock chimes midnight, finally shattering the illusion of sleep and heralding the night's coming event. One figure stirs, no longer trying to rest. She turns to the other person in the bed, gently shaking her side.

"Hey Leah, you still awake?"

Leah lazily slides off her sleeping mask and stares up at the ceiling. "Yeah... Can't Sleep?"

Madalyn props her head up, nodding. "Nope... Can't stop thinking about tonight..."

Leah props herself up as well, giggling. "What, can't get the thought of us getting *murdered* by a complete stranger out of your head? Neither can I~"

Madalyn glared at Leah, her brow furrowing. "No, not really... Though, how do you know he won't just... Y'know, fuck us and then just leave us be? He doesn't *strictly* need to kill us."

Leah rolls her eyes. "*Because,* Mads, this is Shannon's little fantasy. You heard her when she talked about it, especially once Zoey joined in. I could practically *feel* the lust dripping off of her. She *wants* to be killed tonight. Trust me." She teasingly nudges Madalyn, confident in her words.

Madalyn sighs, her arms dropping. "I guess... I just..." She then shrugs, unsure what she wants to say. She thinks for a moment, then fumbles into a response. "I... I don't really see the appeal..."

A mischievous gleam appears in Leah's eyes. "Well, how about I put it in a different context." She quickly snuggles close to Madalyn, placing a hand on her shoulder, making her blush. "Imagine, if you will, what's going to happen *any minute* now."

As Leah speaks, her hand slowly slides down Madalyn's side, teasingly caressing her at it travels. "Some strange guy, *definitely* someone older and stronger than us, is going to break into this house. He's going to see *us* first, two seemingly *helpless* young ladies, half naked in bed. Being the *brute* that he is, he'll absolutely want to have his *way* with us." Leah's hand inches closer to Madalyn's waist, making Madalyn fidget uncomfortably.

Leah smirks seeing Madalyn squirm as she continues her teasing. "When he does, you, being the *oldest* and *strongest* of us, will... *Try* to stop him, obviously not wanting the rest of us being *used.* But, when you do, he *easily*
overpowers you, pinning you down. He quickly *tears* off you clothing, exposing your *cute* little pussy. And, with a simple, quick motion, *penetrates* you with his thick, *girthy* cock." Leah's hand eventually reaches Madalyn's pussy, already moist. With her last sentence, Leah glides in two fingers, making Madalyn let out a long, quiet groan.

Leah chuckles, her fingers gently fucking Madalyn's pussy, making her softly moan with each motion. "Without hesitation, he drills into you, *relentlessly* pounding your sweet little pussy into *oblivion*." Leah leans in closer to Madalyn, slowly picking her pace, and whispers into her ear. "And you love *every* thrust. *Every* motion. *Every* slap of his waist against your pussy. You love *every* bit of it."

By this point, Leah's fingers reached a pitch fervor, her thumb grinding against Madalyn's clit. Madalyn has moved a hand up to her mouth, trying to hold back her moans, her breath staggering. She quickly uncovered it, attempting to say something to Leah. "W-Why-"

Leah quickly shushes her, angling the fingers inside her pussy to force Madalyn to cover her mouth again. "Why? Because, you *love* being dominated. You may play tough, *be* tough, but I saw how you reacted to my little dare... And how you're reacting now..." Leah giggles softly. "I'm the same way, y'know? I just *melt* when someone... Dominates me..." Leah's free hand now moves to her own pussy, caressing it slowly.

Madalyn's moans reach a constant stream, barely stopping so she could breath. She quickly tried to take in a deep breath, attempting to steady herself. "B-But, wh- *Ah~* W-Why th- *F-Fuck~* W-Would I Wa-*Aaa~*n't to d-die?"

Leah pulls back and hums, seemingly savoring her answer before giving it away. "Ah, the most *important* part. See, most people worry over *if* or *when* they're going to die, wanting to delay the inevitable. I get that, not wanting to go before achieving... Well, whatever they want to achieve." Leah's hand on her own pussy quickens, making small moans cut in-between her words. "But us? Little, submissive *sluts* like us? Well, if we *know* we're going to die, just like tonight, we *bathe* ourselves in pleasure and lust, enjoying every second before our demise. Why worry about the future when, very soon, we'll be riding the highest, most *intense* orgasm we'll ever have?"

Leah giggles, moving in even closer to Madalyn, almost practically pressing against each other's bodies. "Back to my little story... As the burglar *ravages* your body, all you can think about is the *inevitability* of him killing you. There's no stopping him. He got what he wants. He's **not* going to leaving any survivors. To him, All you are is a *brief,* little distraction before he moves on to the rest of us. But for you, that moment is *everything.* The best fuck you'll ever get. The most turned on you'll ever be. The highest orgasm you'll ever have." Madalyn writhes with pleasure as Leah continues to hound her senses, unrelenting in her attack. Leah could feel the tension between slowly climbing to a crescendo. "And, as your orgasm slowly boils inside of you, the intruder slowly moves to end your life. Weather that be by *wrapping* a rope around your neck, grabbing a *knife* from his pocket, or even just *resting* his hands on the top and bottom of your head, you know it's coming soon. You can *feel* it. The cold toll of death. Your orgasm builds, and builds, and *builds...*"

Madalyn lets out a cry, her body shaking as her own building orgasm finally snaps. Leah could feel her pussy spasm, squeezing around her invading fingers. She just smirks, slowly drawing out her fingers and bringing them up above the sheets. She spreads her fingers, thin trails of Madalyn's juices connecting them together. "Until he finally cums, burying his cock deep inside your pussy. A wave of pleasure *crashes* through you as hot cum shoots into your womb, your own climax *rocking* your fragile little body. Then, with one *swift* motion, he kills you, your own mind gently riding on the waves of your orgasm as you fade into nothing..." Leah quickly sticks her fingers into her mouth, licking off Madalyn's juices. As she does, her own orgasm fires off, making her gently groan as the tension inside of her is released.

The two girls remain silent for a moment, before Leah perks back up. "So... Does that paint a clearer picture then, Mads?" Madalyn just nods, not knowing how else to respond. Leah chuckles seeing her friend lost in her own pleasurable thoughts. "Then, have you thought about how you'd want the burglar to kill you? I know I have~"

Madalyn's eyes go wide. "U-Uhmm... Maybe..." Leah nudges her side, her eyes sparkling. "C'mon, you can tell me! I'll take this secret to my *grave~*" Madalyn groans at her teasing, making Leah giggle. "I might even be able to make it happen, if you'd like."

Madalyn glares at her, her own face growing flush. "Yeah right, like you could convince someone to kill... M-Me... A certain way..."

Leah pouts teasingly, moving to caress Madalyn. "Mads, I *just* convinced you to stay here and get *murdered,* don't you think I could... *Nudge* the burglar in the right direction, just for you..."

At that, Madalyn's face fills with color, averting her gaze away from Leah. "Y-Yeah, I guess..." Leah stays quiet, letting her friend muse.

After a moment, Madalyn huffs and glares at Leah. "Fine, fine, I'll tell you!" She shifts once again, sitting up, her body tense. Leah follows her lead, more relaxed, listening with intent. Madalyn stares at her, her face flush red and eyes soaked with lust. "So, y-you know when you made me... Crush that watermelon, right..?" Leah nods, hanging on every word.

"W-well, I haven't... I haven't been able to get that *image* out of my head... And when you did you little story, I kinda... Imagined the burglar, y'know..." Madalyn makes a gesture to Leah, wanting her to fill in the blanks. Leah simply smiles, her head resting on her hands. "I *don't* know Mads, that's why I *asked* you, silly."

Madalyn grumbles, cursing Leah. "Fine... I... I imagined him... Crushing me... M-My skull, specifically..." She quickly covers her face with a pillow. Leah's gaze shifted into awe, then into a deep lust. "Like, full curb stomp?" Madalyn nods, mumbling an agreement. Suddenly, Leah pulls down the pillow and grabs Madalyn's face, bringing her in for a kiss, locking Madalyn in place. Leah holds her kiss for several long moments, and then finally pulls back, licking her lips. "God damn Mads, now I *really* can't wait to see you murdered."

Madalyn huffs, her arms crossing. "Hey, why am I going first? You're sluttier than I am." Leah smirks, looking Madalyn dead in the eye. "Because, as I said, you're the *oldest* and *strongest* of the six of us. You falling first leaves the rest of us helpless. Doesn't that sound *exhilarating?* Our spiritual big sister, the one who's supposed to protect us from the *dangers* of men, actually being the weakest of all of us. Succumbing to her *desire* and *lust,* leaving the rest of us to be his little disposable toys..? Admit it honey, you're *just* as much of a slut as I am."

Madalyn could feel her face burning bright red, a caustic brew of emotions swirling inside her. She holds her gaze with Leah, trying to rebut against her accusations. But she knew they were true. After a few moments, her eyes finally dropped, grumbling as she drops her tight posture. Wanting to divert Leah's teasing, she looks back up, ready with her own tease. "How 'bout you, Leah?" Leah smiles, ready to show off again, but Madalyn cuts her off. "I know you want to be choked to death, that much is obvious. But why now? Why not just have your dad... Y'know, follow though?"

Leah, finally caught off guard, adverts her gaze. She thinks for a moment, unsure herself as to why her dad hasn't choked her to death yet. Then, answer in mind, she looks back over to Madalyn. "I think... I think he's waiting for something special. He's been pushing it farther and farther, making me pass out a few times, but he always wakes me back up. It *is* our little father-daughter anniversary coming up, so maybe he's saving it for that... But is seems like-"

Before Leah could finish, a loud *SMASH* echos nearby. The two girls startle, turning to see exactly where the sound came from. Leah turns to Madalyn, a grin spread across her face. "It seems like he'll be beaten to the punch~ Ready?" Madalyn shakily nods, her own nerves holding down her lust. Leah holds out her hand, gesturing for Madalyn to take it. She accepts, causing Leah pull Madalyn in close, wrapping Madalyn's arm around her own waist. "Play along with me, and I promise you'll get *exactly* what you want~" Madalyn nods, trying to steady herself.

A *thud* echos throughout the living room, closer than the smash before it. Then, appearing from the entrance of the room, a figure appears. Masculine in form, the Burglar stands almost six feet tall, cutting an imposing figure dressed all in black. The only exposed surfaces are his dark hazel eyes, the rest of his face obscured by his mask. He carries no weapons, just his fists, which he caressed as he scanned the room.

He immediately spots the two girls, wide awake. His mask covering his mouth, the only hint of his reaction is a quiet "Hmph..." Leah speaks up first, a visage of fear forming across her face. "U-Uhmm... Wh-What do y-you want..?" The Burglar strides over, getting close to their bed. The two girls shuffle backwards, instinctual moving away. He quickly reaches out, grabbing one of Leah's leg. "You." Leah let's out a shrill "*Eeek!*" as she gets pulled back toward the Burglar. She glances up at Madalyn, still frozen in the corner of the couch. She gives her an knowing look, urging her to move. Madalyn, catching Leah's intent, takes a deep breath, and scrambles to pull Leah away. "Hey, put her down!" The Burglar stops, not expecting the other girl to speak up. He huffs, letting go of Leah, who quickly moves away toward the corner of the bed. Madalyn freezes as the Burlgar's gaze burns into her own. "You first then." With a sharp movement, he grabs Madalyn, yanking her forward. She lets out a sharp cry, and then is pushed down onto the bed.

"Clothes, off. Now." Madalyn quickly follows his command, pulling her PJs off, leaving her lacy black and red underwear clinging to her body. The Burglar's gaze bore into Madalyn, expecting her to continue. "Underwear too." She hesitates, but after a moment, peels off her last shred of decency. Her exposed pussy is already glistening, the only betrayal to her act. The Burglar's eyes seared into her exposed body, analyzing every inch. Madalyn's face burned red, unable to meet his eyes. The Burglar then looks over toward Leah. "You too. Off."

Leah hastily obliges, slipping off her fancy night gown. Madalyn, however, quickly perks up. "W-Wait, leave her out of this. Just... Have your way with me and go, please..." The Burglar glances at Madalyn, his tone becoming harsh. "No. Her clothes come off too." Madalyn looks back toward Leah and sees her clothes already off. *So much for playing along.* Leah matches Madalyn's gaze. Her eyes were glinting with mischief, a faint smirk revealing itself on the edge of her lips. *Oh that sneaky little slut..!*

Suddenly, Madalyn is shoved back down onto the bed. "Hey, are you listening? Spread your pussy." Madalyn doesn't move, stunned into silence. The Burglar grunts, visibly irritated. "Fine, have it your way." He then grabs Madalyn's legs and forces them apart, leaving her pussy exposed. Before Madalyn has time to form a response, in one quick motion the burglar forces her legs further apart. A fait *pop* sounds from Madalyn's hips, echoed by a loud *CRACK.*

Madalyn screams. Agonizing pain rocks her body as her legs are dislocated and her hips are fractured. Her legs slowly begin to tingle, becoming numb as the nerves are cut. An ache grows in her pussy as both pain and pleasure overwhelm her. All these sensations swirling together finally push her mind over the edge, her fear subsumed by unholy desire.

The Burglar, pleased with his work, slips off his pants. He pulls out is thick, erect cock and slaps it against Madalyn's pussy. She smirks and bites her lip, her gaze locking onto the new threat and eagerly spreads her pussy open. "Fuck me~"

The Burglar doesn't hesitate as he rams his cock into her. Madalyn squeals as his cock stretches her pussy, the weight of his body against hers making the fractured bones crackle. Her back arches as the Burglar begins to fuck her, with each thrust sending searing pain shooting up Madalyn's spine, turning her on her even more. "Y~e~s... Harder!~"

The Burglar just huffs as he picks up in speed, now barely a moment before each slap of his hips against hers. Madalyn howls as the pain becomes unbearable, a constant white-hot ache emanating from around her pussy. Her dead limbs now shake with each thrust, slowly shifting off the bed. Madalyn hastily pulls them close to her body, pushing the joints further apart and making her pussy easier to fuck.

Meanwhile, Leah is enraptured by the scene, awe and lust spread across her face as she passively rubs her dripping pussy. She quietly moans to herself, not wanting to draw the Burglar's attention away from her friend. Madalyn whines as her orgasm builds. "More..! *Ah~* Pl~ea~se..!"

The Burglar chuckles, enjoying her little pleas. "Very well." He suddenly grabs Madalyn by the face and lifts her off the bed, continuing to fuck her. He then moves over to the end of the couch, setting her head against the armrest. The Burglar grunts as his grip tightens around her face. "Ready, slut?" Madalyn, realizing what he's about to do, drops her legs as she begins to rub her inflamed clit. "Yes! *Fu~ck~* Break me!"

With a swift motion, the Burglar brings Madalyn's head up, and then slams it against the edge of the armrest. A loud *CRACK* sounds around the room as Madalyn once again screams in agony. Her hands begin moving quicker around her clit as her eyes begin to loose focus. "I-I... *Aaahh~* I can't see..! *F-Fu~ck~*" The Burglar lifts her head back up, revealing a small pool of blood, brains, and bone.

Leah's eyes widen as Madalyn's skull gets caved in. "Holy *shit...*" Her fingers speeds up and slip into her pussy, her moans becoming louder as she watches her friend being brutally murdered.

The Burglar continues to pound Madalyn's pussy as he slams her head against the armrest once more. Madalyn cries out once again, her words now slurred as she tries to speak. She lets out more and more moans and cries as she feels her life slipping away, desperately trying to cum before she dies. The Burglar groans as he brings Madalyn's skull back up, then, with one final motion, smashes her skull back on the armrest.

Madalyn cries out, her building orgasm finally set off. Her pussy clenches around the Burglar's dick as what's left of her mind is bathed in pleasure, before going completely limp. The Burglar cums as well, stuffing her now useless womb with hot cum. He drops her body, letting it slump on the floor as blood and brains trail down the side of the couch. Cum and blood pool on the floor as faint breaths keep Madalyn alive, trapped in her broken mind. In a single action, the Burglar crushes what's left of Madalyn's skull under his foot, killing her.

Leah let's out a muffled cry, faintly twitching as an orgasm rolls over her. The Burglar turns towards her, stretching his arms and neck. "You're next pretty." Leah lights up and quickly scurries over to the Burglar. She looks up at him, excitement bubbling in her eyes, and begins to jerk him off. "Gotta make sure you're nice and *hard* so you can *fuck* me properly~" The Burglar cocks his head, seemingly amused. "You're not scared any more?"

Leah giggles. "Never was! We decided to put on a little *show* so that piece of *fuck meat* could get murdered *exactly* how she wanted... Now it's my turn~" She then teasingly kisses her way up his shaft. The Burglar grunts. "Damn." He grabs her head and pulls it back, making her look up. "How do you want to die then, slut?"

Leah closes her eyes and hums, savoring her answer. Her spare hand reaches down and starts rubbing her pussy, matching the pace of the hand on The Burglar's cock. She then stares back up at him, her eyes sparkling with desire and lust. "I want you... To *ruin* me with this big, *fat* cock... As you wrap these strong, *manly* hands around my little neck... And *wring* the life out of me~* Her hands quicken under her as she talks, making moans weave between her words.

The Burglar chuckles. "I like that idea..." In an instant, he grabs Leah by the neck and drags her to the end of the bed. She continues to masturbate as she is choked, happily enjoying her treatment. He throws Leah down and pulls her forward, spreading her legs as he does. A hand rests on Leah's neck as he lines up his cock, ready to penetrate her. With a swift movement, the Burglar rams his cock into her, making Leah groan in relief as her pussy is filled. Then, the Burglar begins to squeeze around her neck. Her hand hastily works at her clit as the Burglar relentlessly pounds into her, her moans caught in choked words.

With only one hand around her throat, Leah's breath is just barely restricted, her suffocating agonizingly slow. The Burglar's pace quickly speeds up, his orgasm already building. Leah, not close enough to orgasm herself, hurriedly taps the Burglar's other arm, her eyes boring into him with intense desire. The Burglar grunts as he meets her eyes, smirking under the mask as he realizes what Leah wants. He eagerly moves his other hand up to her throat, pushing the other down as both begin to *squeeze* around her tiny neck. Leah's reaction is immediate, her back arching as her mind becomes overwhelmed with pleasure. Her lungs are now fully restricted, intensely burning as it yearns for air. Her face slowly turns red as the last of her breath gets used up, her eyes bulging with unbridled lust.

The Burglar digs into Leah's neck even more as his orgasms builds and builds, now practically crushing her throat. She feverishly attacks her clit, desperate to cum before she faints. A moment hangs in the air before the Burglar finally cums, slamming into Leah one last time as he spurts thick, hot cum into her pussy. Leah spasms as her own orgasms fires off, burning through her body as bliss overtakes her mind. Her pussy squirts around the Burglar's cock as the rest of her body goes limp, finally succumbing to his choking. Her eyes stare off into nothing, devoid of light but replaced with lust and desire.

The Burglar huffs, catching his breath. "Fuck..." He pulls out of Leah's corpse, letting cum drip down the edge of the couch and onto the floor. He then grabs her panties, wiping his cock off as it goes limp. As he tosses the now soiled underwear onto Leah's corpse, he turns to head upstairs, ready for his next victim.