>>2195
K/V: Victim
Name: Wanda (yes, that wanda)
Age: 23
Sex: F
Scenario: You've just captured the Scarlet Witch. And its time to make her pay for everything she's done.

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Working boarder patrol can be damn boring. Lots of long, cold nights starring a a computer screen or driving slowly along the boarder, tapping thumbs on the steering wheel of a truck, waiting to see if someone was dumb enough to run the boarder. Wasn't all that often on this stretch of the dust covered stretch of existence. Much easier placed to get over, more cover, less difficult terrain, that kind of thing. So it was few and far between that someone would make a break for it, at least here. And when they did, we never reported it. We just had ourselves some fun.

But it'd been well over two months since we'd seen hide or tail of anyone trying to make it across here. So imagine my surprise when this little beauty runs right past my truck, there were it sat with the lights off and the engine cold. Just stumbled on, quick as you please. I could see her jacket was ragged and her shirt was torn, knees scuffed, probably from climbing. it looked like she was missing a boot too. Hair was short, and a mess, twigs in it. Not surprising. No backpack - usually they carried supplies, change of clothing, something. Nada.

Well, unfortunately for her, she wasn't going to be getting very far. If she had come over the boarder a bit further west, someone would have snagged her and sent her back. But here, well, no catch and release, thank you very much. I twisted the key in the ignition and the car roared to life. I could see her jump as i turned on the high beams. Blasted her right in that cute face of hers. Nearly sent her to her butt, but she kept her feet and started ruin. Dumb little thing. Hot, but dumb. Last mistake she'd ever make.

Gunning the engine, the truck lept forward, chasing her down over rocky desert faster than she could flee. I could have hit her with the bumper but i decided to pull up, gun in hand, window down. I shouted, she couldn't hear, I didn't care. Its hard to shoot a gun with your off hand while youre driving. Damn hard. But I'm a damn good shot. and the bullet blew out her right kneecap pretty as could be. You could hear the scream a mile away as she dropped, rolling and clutching her destroyed limb. Unfortunately for her, the closest human being other than me was about 5 miles back down the road. Oops.

I pulled the truck over so that I could see her, parking it with the lights still on. She was a fucking mess, trying to crawl away, babbling and betting. Funny thing - I don't speak a lick of Spanish. Couldn't understand a word she said. Can't say I much cared either. There was a long stain of blood from where she'd dragged herself along. Got guts, I'd give her that. Wouldn't save her though. but man, she was a fine piece of ass. So fine in fact...I walked up to her, easy as could be - hard to out run me when she was missing a knee. Reached won while she shouted and begged, and jerked her tight little shorts off. Goddamn that wa an ass.

Her eyes went wide when she heard my zipper pull down. She knew what was coming and she screamed and tried to get away. So I put my boot on her wounded knee, or the mess that was left of it. Put a stop to that as she howled. And pissed herself. Well, that was a damn mess. Should have seen it coming, not the first time ,but still. Good thing i wasn't interested in her cunt. Don't get me wrong, it was a nice cunt, probably tight, bit of fuzz down there to show she trimmed, but didn't do the full shave. But it was all piss stained now.

Beside, her ass was her best feature. "Try to enjoy it, senorita," I coo'd, flashed my gun, and spit on my cock, getting it nice and wet. Would hurt like a bitch for her but no reason I should hurt too. I pulled them brown cheeks apart, lined up, and swift as you pleased shoved right in. You'd've thought I'd shot her again with how she howled. She was so tight i was kinda wondering if she'd never had it in her ass before. Butt like that, you'd think someone would have taken a crack at it, but hell, maybe they did things differently over there.

Didn't bother taking things slow. Why? Wasn't for her enjoyment. I just reamed out out, grunting and having my way as she clamped down, eyes full of fear, babbling a mile a minute. Tears stained her face, there was dirt and blood on her lips. She struggled but hell, I was older and stronger and didnt have a bullet in my leg. I didn't last long either - with an ass like that squeezing my fat cock, how could I? I just kept right on thrusting till i couldn't hold it anymore, then blew my load. And it had been a while since i'd been laid, so it was a pretty damn heavy load. And wouldn't you know, I could feel her stiffen up, sob, and then moan when I pumped into her. Maybe she had been fucked here before. I just know plenty of hot cum slipped out of her ass when I pulled out.

Still pretty hard, I moved around and grabbed her hair, jerking her head up. My cock was slick with cum, and I shoved it against her face. "Suck it clean," i told her, gun pointing at her. Guess she understood that. Crying, gagging, she sucked and licked , making a hell of a face when her tongue first touched it. Guess she didn't like the taste of her own ass. She did it anyway. maybe she thought I'd let her live. Her only reward was choking down my second load. Hadn't expected to cum again but like I said, it had been a while.

She was still coughing up my cum when I put the barel of my gun against her forehead and blew her brains out the back of her skull. Her body gave a hell of at twitch, voided itself there in the dessert, and then that was that. I'd leave it there as a warning to anyone else dumb enough to come over the boarder.