Tilly.
You find Tilly, fallen asleep in front of her studies. She’s been quite active, in demonstrating in a large Cooperation’s business, and it’s time she shuts up. Finish her.


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I’d been stalking the Malverick Summer House for quite a while now, and knew that it would be worth the risk. I am no penny-pocket thief, and knew Malverick’s rich tastes, had filled his Summer Vacation House up with several valuable items. I had even seen the movies put one of said items in. A 1940’ies painting, by some painter I didn’t know, but I knew the painting well enough, my fence having explained in quite detail. My fence would pay a little extra, if I managed to bag that picture.
Only problem was, that even after Malverick left the Vacation home, to return to work, his trophy wife seemed to stick around. I would have to silence her, or try to make off with the items, without her noticing.

Of course, this was going to be harder, than expected. After pulling up in my rented van, to the isolated, Beach House, and breaking the locks open, I found Lucy Malverick, asleep in the lounging room with the large painting hanging on the wall. I groaned softly, as I made my way into the room, crouching down with my eyes focusing on the young woman. I pouted lightly, contemplating the situation, as a stir grew in my underwear. A trophy wife, indeed, the woman lay asleep in her tight, nearly translucent pyjamas, barely able to contain those massive breasts of hers. I licked my lips, looking out the massive windows of the lounging room, over the beach, reminding him just how isolated this place was. I cracked my neck, and made my decision, to have himself a bit of fun, with the whole situation.

My black leather gloves cracked slightly, as I moved my strong body over Lucy’s, and tightened the hand over the woman’s lips. The tight press of my hand quite uncomfortable, woke the woman up fast, and her green eyes blinked open in a panic. I hushed her silently, my other hand pressing the cold steel of my switchblade against Lucy’s neck, as she dropped the book she’d been reaching, raising her hands defensively.
“Hush, now.. Fight back too much, and this might be your last night, in this beautiful house… And then you certainly wouldn’t inherit any of that dough of Malverick’s…” I grinned, Lucy raising her hands defensively, as she let out a muffled whimper, from below my glove. She raised her hands defensively, as tears started streaking down her face, and on to the soft pillow of the couch.
“Good girl…” I whispered in a hiss, as I moved the knife down the woman’s body, letting it’s sharp edge play over Lucy’s massive mounts, cutting the fabric between them. I didn’t stop, the knife making it’s way down her curved frame, a small cut even drawing a bit of blood, right next to her naval, making her cry out silently. The cry only made my chuckle, as I move the knife inside her gown, cutting it open from the inside, moving both my hands to my pants. The woman obediently remained quite, only a few low cries leaving her, as she watched me in horror.
“P.. Please.. J.. Just take what you want, d.. Don’t.. Do this.. I haven’t seen your face, a.. And I can say I slept through it..” Lucy pleaded, referring to the black mask I was wearing, still concealing my face. Little chance of that happening, at this point, I was far too aroused to ignore the calling of my crotch.

Releasing my throbbing member, I moved over Lucy’s body again, I positioned myself quickly, before burying my long member inside Lucy’s curvaceous frame. She was surprisingly tight, for a trophy wife, and I groaned with the first entry, having no interest in wasting time. Lucy whimpered, doing a surprisingly good job, of staying quite. I wondered just why, she decided to be that quite. I didn’t really care that much, considering the isolation of the house, but I didn’t complaint. Her sweet, pleading, silent whimpers, was still enough to keep me going. I started thrusting wildly into her, the claps of our bodies growing with intensity, as my adrenaline started pumping. I groaned silently, as her cries grew in intensity, my knife accidentally causing a tiny bit more bloodshed on Lucy’s neck. Lucy pinched her eyes shut, her tears streaming down her face at this point, as she bit her lips closed, keeping her shapely legs still, and spread around me on the couch. Her obedience was quite surprising, at this point.

Until, of course, I heard her. Behind me, a low voice called out for her mother, as a little girl walked out of the hallway, leading to the bedrooms inside. Lucy gasped loudly, looking towards the little girl, who was yawning behind her hand, when her eyes grew in horror at the scene in the lounging room.
“Hello there.. Stay.. Right there…” I said loudly, about to get up, out of the couch, pulling out of Lucy’s clenching hole.
“No! Run, Sarah, run!” Lucy screamed, reaching her arms up to grab on to my torso, starting to fight quite wildly to keep me down. Of course, my core body strength was far superior to hers, so I rather easily got to my feet, but accidentally pulled her right with me.
“Fucking… Let go!” I screamed angrily, trying to push Lucy off for a moment, before I got my left arm free, quickly socketing a fist to the side of Lucy’s face. The woman staggered, her arms still tightening a grip of my right arm, as her daughter seemed to rush off. I wriggled my right arm a bit, before smacking another fist to her face, Lucy crying out in pain, as her arms gave way enough for mine to get lose. Lucy fell over, but not before grabbing my leg as well, and I sneered loudly, as I kicked her off.
“Fucking.. Stop, woman!” I shout angrily, stepping to her side, kicking her harshly in the stomach, sending a scream of pain from her, as she curled together on the floor.

Now free to hunt the little girl, I did, and a short game of hide, and seek started. Luckily for me, the young girl wasn’t too creative, picking the kitchen as her hiding spot, and her hitched breath was even louder than the cries of her mother in the lounging room. Pulling open a cabinet, I found the screaming girl inside, and sneered as I grabbed her hair, pulling her out.
“Bad idea to run… You girls, are just getting me more, and more excited!” I growled at the girl, tossing her against the large middle table of the kitchen by her hair, plopping her up on it. I couldn’t quite see what age this girl was, but I was fairly sure she was underaged, and quite inexperienced, as she started trying to turn. My large hand on her spine easily kept her down, as only her legs could now help to try and stop me. I easily outpower her legs, positioning myself behind her, quickly finding my prey. I wasn’t gentle, as I pushed myself inside her unused body, groaning deeply as I stretch her widely around me, provoking even more painful screams, and whimpers, then that of her mother. Hot blood helped to warm my throbbing cock inside the young girl, as I started thrusting angrily inside of her. It didn’t take many thrusts, before the girl was hurt bad enough, to stop most of her fighting.
Luckily enough, because her mother had made it up from the floor, now rushing into the room.
“You monster!” She gasped, when she entered the room, quickly going for the largest kitchen knife I’d ever seen, and I quickly stepped away from the table, to defend myself. Lucy ran towards me aggressively, stabbing out for my body quite sloppily, making it easy enough for me to lead her attack out of the way. My right hand grabbed Lucy by the neck, and quite easily lifted her off the floor, as my left hand held on tight to the wrist with the knife in her hand. She choked for a moment in my grip, before I smashed her down on the hard wood table, the impact causing a cut in her scalp, and a moments daze. The daze was long enough for me to grab the knife from her hand, cutting my own in the process, tossing it aside.
“Bad.. Idea!” I shouted, as I brought out my own knife, and swung it downwards, to stab straight through the soft skin of her chest. A scream from Lucy’s longues were cut short, as she gasped, widening her eyes in shock, grabbing the hand I held the knife in. She started throwing hitched screams, as I easily freed my hand again, raising the knife for another stab, when her daughter reached out her arms to stop me. I easily powered through the young girls arms, and stabbed the knife into Lucy’s throat, causing a gurgle from the woman, as a spatter of blood left her mouth in a cough, covering the side of her daughter’s face. Sarah cried out, tears streaming down her face, as she tried to pull my arm away, and life started ebbing from Lucy’s eyes. I left my knife in Lucy’s throat, letting her body twitch, and convulse on the table, as I grabbed Sarah’s small body again, lifting her off the table, and preparing her for my cock again. I growled deeply, as I slammed my cock back inside the little girl, thrusting a few times, to the lament of her cries, and the wild wriggle of her arms.
My cock wouldn’t last much longer, and I reached my hands for the girls neck, tightening a grip around it, as I propped her on the table again. The girl gagged, and hitched for her breath, her hands frantically gripping for mine, to try and stop the hard grip of my hands. I underestimate my strength, soon hearing a low crack from her neck, as her eyes bulge, and the struggle turns to wild twitches of her body.
I thrust a few more times, before deciding I wanted some more, pulling my cock from the young girl, and moving her off the table. With a grip of her hair, and the back of her head, I position my cock for her lips, thrusting harsh, and deep inside of her. Her teeth clamped a bit down on my cock, prompting me to quickly retreat, and pull her back up. The young bones made it easy for my hand to reach in, and quickly crack her jaw, taking away that reflex form the twitching girl, only to lead her back down, and shove down her neck.
My semen was coming out the blanke eyed girl’s nose, before the batter of my balls had finished spraying into her, and I was completely satisfied, letting the girl’s body drop to her knees, leaning against the table.

Looking over my work, I decided to be in no more hurry that night. In between looking for valuable items, and bringing them to my van, I took time to please myself with the two beautiful bodies in the house, until their necks, and holes were filled quite neatly with a mix of my semen, and their own blood. It was interesting, how creative you could get, with a whole in a body’s neck.
I left the house that night, after emptying a few gallons of fuel around the kitchen, and setting a good fire to the place.

No witness’, and no evidence..