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Kitty

Businessmen, politicians, and corrupt bigwigs of the world speak in rumors about her. The phantom thief with tri-colored hair, who reveals your deepest, darkest secrets.

“So you’re the infamous Kitty, are you?”

I had taken my precautions after getting wind that she’d be after me next. My paranoia, it seemed, had been warranted. The phantom thief had slipped past my normal security measures, only to be caught by a rudimentary rope trap I’d set up just days earlier. It seemed she had been trying to hack the console in my office— the one that led to my, ahem, private quarters.

So now, there she was, tied up and hanging from the ceiling by her wrists.

“You caught me~” Kitty winks, and sticks out her tongue. She is clad in an extremely low-cut, form-fitting bodice and slacks, and it leaves nothing to the imagination. Kitty shifts her weight around and puffs out her chest as she speaks, drawing a line of sight down her top and through the valley of her tits. “So what’s the game plan now, tiger?”

“Well, as the winner of this little game of cat and mouse, I think I deserve a prize.” I grab a small dagger off my table and slice down the middle of her clothes. They flap open to reveal her massive chest. I set it aside and rip her pants off as well.

“Ooh, you brute!” With a deft motion, still tied up by the hands, Kitty shifts her legs and presses her body against mine. “But I’m all too happy to oblige, handsome. If you’d just let me go, I’ll show you what these hands of mine can do…”

“Not a damn chance. I know of your tricks.”

A toothy, devilish grin. “My, my, you know all my secrets, it’s almost unfair. Don’t you think you ought to share?” Kitty’s hips grind against me. “Why don’t we play a little game?”

“Oh?”

“We fuck each other’s brains out. Whoever cums first loses. And if I win, you show me what’s behind this little door.”

“And if you lose?”

She bites her lip and smiles. “I’m sure you can get creative.”


I know of this ploy. Many of my colleagues have fallen for it in the past. She buys time for herself, escapes her binds, and then takes the upper hand.

But I’m prepared.


“Fine. But I’ve got just one thing for you.” I reach past her, to the bookshelf that houses the console, and grab a leather case with a syringe. Before she can turn her head and see what its, I jam it in her neck and inject her with the contents.

For the first time, Kitty panics. “What did you—”

I free my dick, rip off her panties, and impale her with my cock. She screams.

“Just a little aphrodisiac. Every slut I’ve fucked has given it rave reviews.”

“That’s not… fair…”

I grab her by the neck and pull her in close. “You of all people should know I don’t play fair, Kitty.”


To give credit where it’s due, of all the sluts who’ve been subjected to this drug, Kitty holds out the longest by far.

I lift her up, slam her against the bookshelf, and drill into her pussy. After a moment or two, though, Kitty regains her focus. She leans in for a messy French kiss, expertly rolling her hips and squeezing her kegels in harmony. Her legs, her thick, juicy thighs, her smooth, pearly calves, wrap around my body.

She’s so fucking tight. She’s so fucking wet. She’s so fucking hot.


Kitty pulls away from her kiss and grins. “Aww… even with that little boost, is this the best you can do?”

“For a little bitch, you’ve got a big mouth.”

“Why don’t you do something about it?”

“Maybe I will.”

I pull out of Kitty— though her lower lips hold tight and don’t want to let go— and hit a button. The rope trap gives meters of slack. Kitty falls to her knees. I grab her by her signature tri-colored hair and pull her head to my dick.

“Suck it.”

“Make me~”

And so I pull her hair into ponytail handlebars and choke her with my cock.


She takes it well at first, to my frustration. Her eyes look up at me and she feigns boredom— but then the first wave of real pleasure hits. The aphrodisiac has kicked in. Kitty squirms. Her pussy squirts, her body convulses. Muffled, ecstatic moans manage to escape her lips.

She had been handling it well. But with the initial climax, her oxygen management has taken a severe hit. Her face grows redder and redder. I skullfuck her faster and faster. Her moans grow softer and softer. Cheeks purple, eyes glazing over, her hot, tight, wet pussy of a throat constricts and squeezes the cum out of my dick. I hold her in place until my first climax concludes.

I pull out. Kitty collapses to the floor, desperately panting for air. Honestly, it’s a little impressive that she’s still alive.


But not for long.


“It’s my win,” I say. “But I’m a nice guy, so I’ll let you see what you wanted to see.”

Kitty perks up. I grab her hair and pull her to her feet once more. And with my free hand, I type in the passcode to the console. The bookshelf slowly swings to the side to reveal my collection.


Rows and rows of glass cases with its own taxidermied fuckdoll inside. Each propped up by a metal spit. Their heads have been sliced off and mounted on the top.


I retrieve the small dagger from earlier and finally, cut her free from the rope trap, though I’m careful to re-bind her wrists while she’s still in a weakened state.

“Come, let me show you my collection.” Dragging her through, I give her the grand tour and point out my favorites. Marie, my loyal, masochistic maid, who gave herself willingly. Chelsea and Becky, a pair of twins offered up by their pathetic father. Lynette, a pesky reporter who knew too much.

And finally, I drag her up to an empty case. The plaque reads:


Kitty


“No…” she whispers. “Please!” With newfound strength, Kitty tries to break free, but she hasn’t fully recovered from before. Before she can try anything, I ram my dick into her once more.

Pleasure rocks her oxygen-deprived body. Too weak to resist, now, I throw her up against the case, pressing her tits flat against the cold glass, and fuck her from behind.

She gasps. In the glass reflection, I see the tears roll down her fuck-drunk eyes and mix with the drool from her wide-mouthed ahegao.

“Why does it—” A pleasured scream. “—feel so good now…?”

“Because your body knows.” I slit her throat. “It knows this is where you belong.”

Crimson streaks run down the glass. Kitty’s tight— tighter than before, even. Perhaps it’s instinct, perhaps it’s the desire to feel one more orgasm, but she pussy starts squeezing harder. Her body starts moving. Her pleasured moans come out as wet gurgles.

More and more blood flows out of her as she rides my dick. Kitty looks back, her eyes hazed over with fatal ecstasy, widening the gaping wound in her neck. She goes for a bloody kiss.

I oblige. The instant our lips touch, she reaches her dying climax, moaning into my mouth. Her premortem pussy spasms milk the cum from my dick and I paint her insides white.


And then Kitty slumps over, her corpse pressed against the glass case, as if she can’t wait to be inside.


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Name: Saya
Age: 19
Personality: Sweet, loving, eager to please
Appearance: As Seen
Apparel: As Seen
Consent: Yes to Sex, Yes to Death
Type of Death: Decap
Setting: Things haven’t been the same with your childhood friend, Saya, since you started dating your classmate. But after celebrating your birthday with your girlfriend, you come home and find Saya tied up in your room naked with a decap collar around her neck. She wants to give you a gift your girlfriend never would.