Breaking in would not even be necessary. Helena would let us in.

Her weren't home, we had made sure of that. They had a ritual. Every Saturday they went out for dinner together and didn't come home until after midnight. We had time.

Helena had a ritual too. As per usual the pizza order came at around 7.30 when little Lena took a pause from streaming on "Twitch".

Through the half closed window blinds i saw movement in the living room as she started her little netflix session.

"I hope you don't mind we come over to chill, girl"

i whispered, which made my partner in crime, a dirty blonde thirty something with the charisma of a wet stone grin stupidly. He loved brutality, and i had worked with him a few times. For this job he was a good choice. He loved it when they suffered. He still had problems sometimes wuth doing the killing iimself, but that was why i was there. Still i was surprised he got the reference, as he was pretty dim, as far as i was concerned. We didn't know each others names. I called him Bob. He called me Joe.

We waited a few moments, her house lay a bit away from the street, which was nice as we wouldn't have to gag her all the time. Then we ringed. The camera showed a car of the pizza service she preferred (self painted), and two guys in it.

"Hello…"

she said, and i bit my lips. Such a sexy voice. Very screamable.

"Pizza…"

i answered and the gate buzzed and opened.


"20 minutes…You are quick… must be a new record"

"We know your stream and Luigi had stuff prepared. "

i answered.

The real service would come in ten minutes, but never get through the gate. Or know that one of their best customers was about to be murdered. Bestially. That was the task. I had a hard on already.

Bob was the one who "brought" her the pizza and overpowered her at the door while i waited in the car to not rise any suspicions. Only when he held her struggeling body against the wall, hand firmly around her neck such that only retching sounds came out, i walked past him with the "toolbox".

He was strong. And he enjoyed choking. I saw it in his featherbrained grin.

I closed the door with my foot, sporting a sadistic grin.

"You can let go. No one will hear her now…" i said, and he did.

As i thought. High pitched voice. Very screamable. Sweet.

While i looked for the room with her video equipment he carried her, keeping the body of the girl under control as she struggled against the much taller and much much stronger man. She was 1.62… at least according to her profile, she never stood a chance. He kept her mouth shut with his hand though, i had told him so much. I didn't want the viewers to miss her begging, and so she was not yet allowed to yet.

The equipment was in her room of course, up the stairs. A former nursery, now the room of a teenager. The two teddies on the bed would

give the scene the right spice. When she streamed they were always in frame to give her a "cutesy" apperance. I wasn't going to change that.
First things first

"LET ME GOOOO… LET ME Gmmmpflllurrrks"

She screamed in the short interval she was allowed to when Bob and me changed places after i had put on my leather mask and undressed the stupid pizza boy overall. I didn't wear anything underneath. Why should i?

Bob took his own mask, undressed his somewhat chubby form, while i pressed little panicky Helena against the wall, my lower arm firmly on her throat to choke her. She cried bitter tears which dissolved her artfully applied mascara and makeup.

"Shh..shh… don't cry. Not yet. You are not on camera yet okay?"

I grunted into her face.

We changed places again, Bob and me. He had a hardon too and i saw the sadistic pleasure in his eyes and the panic in hers. Eyes wide and full of tasty fear. She saw our greedy gaze and realized what was about to happen…

I switched on the camera, entered the password that our more tech affine members had hacked, and prepared the recording. When i could see my ow hardon being shown on the monitor, i grinned

"Showtime… let her breath a bit"

I hit record, just when her wailing scream started. Sweet. She was half in frame already, pushed against the wall as Bob hit her across the face with his fist, bursting an ateria in her nose probably as it immediately started to bleed. Nice.


"Put her on the desk in front of the cameras… let's rape the bitch proper"

I grunted, barely able to contain my sadistic lust.

"LET ME GOOO… LET ME GOOOOO! MOM AND DAD WILL SOON BE HERE!"

She screamed, as her back hit the desk forcefully. Bob had deliberately thrust her onto it in a way that her back crashed into the edge… the sadistic bastard.

"Ahuhhhhaaaaahaaaa…."

She wailed. I loved it. While Bob held her to the desk, occasionally hitting her with the back and the front of his massive hand. I grabbed the combat knife from the toolbox and cut her sweater and the pokemon shirt below it open, revealing her nice round tits to the viewer in a good angle down her body. She struggled… oh how she struggled, fought for her life, but Bob held her mercilessly. He was an odd boy, that Bob. Sex didn't interest him so much, but being brutal… that turned him on.

I saw his massive cock poke into her belly as he bent over to get a better hold, while i cut open her jeans shorts which fell onto the white fluffy carpet unheeded. She wailed. Sobbed. Music in our ears.

With deliberate violence i closed my callused hand about her throat, immediately choking her again. Then i applied an upward force, forcing her to stare up into the camera, which also had a nice view down her exposed front and her juicy tits now. Enchanted, I grabbed her left tit and pushed her fimly against the desk as i kneaded it with every bit of violent force i could.

"WHOUOAHAAAAA..OWWWW… NO…ACK. YOU ACK… HURT ME!!!!!"

she gagged.

I didn't care. I used the shock to push my hands between her legs and shove them apart. She reacted, tried to close them. Knew what i wanted… but too late. I had pushed my body in between. But i couldn't let this stand of course.

"Struggle and you will die so much more painfully Helena…"

I grunted and forced myself between her legs, using my hand to guide my cock to her pussyhole. Bob helped by holding one thigh.

"Nooooahahaaaaaackkkurggs"

She sobbed and retched, as i applied more pressure agaist her windpipe.

"Yes…"

I answered coldly.

She was shaven clean, but i knew that already. She had an Onlyfans page, and claimed she was not taken yet. I had masturbated to it while i imagined how i would kill her.

"Lets see if you really are a virgin shall we?"

I grunted and shoved my cock against her pussy, making her gag in pain as i slowly entered. It needed force. She was dry. I was hard.

"She is struggling to much.. lets teach her a lesson. Take the metal rod… do it"

I grunted.

High on my own violent urges i stArted to rape her proper. On the screen the way i rocked her body with my thrusts was clearly visible, when Bob finally let her go. I had to use my own weight to control the consideraly smaller body under me, that, and my hand on her chest and the other around her neck. I didn't gag her too much as i wanted to hear her screams.

And scream she did when Bob started hitting her arm right lower arm with he massive steel rod from our toolbox. Somewhat among the screams we nearly missed the doorbell, but it drowned in sobbing, screanimng wailing and somewhere in between the satisfying crack when her arm broke.

Thinking about how close abpossible savior was, that pizzaboy which had no clue that we were murdering her, i increased my pace again. Her cunt was bloody. I was in heaven.

"So you were a virgin" i grunted, but she didn't answer. She begged.

"No.. OWWWWWWWW… OWW please no… OWW… STOP.. PLEASE… I WILL DO EVERYTHING YOU WANT! I WILL BE A GOOD GIRL AHAHAHAAAAAA"

We didn't stop. I grabbed the webcam and held it up, giving everyone who would see this later a good birds perspective on her, made it so that everyone could see my cock vanish in her shaven cunt again and again, showed how Bob first broke her left arm too and then her legs and kneecaps, until all her limbs were broken an full of black and blue bruises.

She was beyond pain. A sobbing mess.

"Please let me live… i wanna live…"

she begged whenever i didn't gag her.

"No… we are going to murder you"

I answered as i put the camera back into its place and licked her salty tears off her face.

"But lets give your viewers a better view shall we?"

I pulled out of her cunt, and we turned her around. She wailed upon the pain and fear, begged, sobbed but for no avail.

I ordered Bob to put her hands onto the table, just in front of the screen on which her webcam filmed her torment. She was too exhausted to look into the camera of course, even when Bob bent her broken arm in shape to splash her hands on the tables wooden surface. Even her screams came less vigorous now. That was until i nailed the hands onto the desk with the nailgun i had gotten from our toolbox.

Her head came up, her mouth wide open as she screamed her pain into the camera, and the picture in the monitor screamed back at her while i continued to shoot nails through her right hand, tacking it firmly to the table. Then the other hand. 3 massive metal spikes meant to hold wooden beams together i sent through her flesh.

Bob knew what was about to follow and handed me the combat knife while i went in position behind her ass to guide my cock into her pussy again.
I pulled her head up by her hair, forced her to stare into the camera, held the combatknife below her throat as i started raping her again, this time from behind. While all her body shook upon my violent thrusts, Helenas face was desperate, bubbles of spit and tears had formed on her lips.

"Please… i wanna live…"

she begged but i didn't heed. I just raped her.

"Give her a good sendoff"

I told Bob, who had been stroking his cock in the general direction of her face, somewhat from the side of the table we had nailed her to.

"Shall i murder her so you can cum?"

I asked, deliberately loud, so she knew what was about to happen.

"YES…YES DO IT… MURDER HER. I WANT TO SEE THE BITCH DIE IN HER BLOOD…"

Bob answered.

I did it. I held up her head by her hair to give the camera a good view and led the serrated edge past her throat. The desk almost immediately began to fill with blood. Her last "No" transcended into a gagging

"Nooouarggggkkk"

While her eyes widened in shock about the realization that she was about to die now. Via the videofeed they stared back at me disbelieving through the wide screen in front of which i was raping her. Hdtv. Thats how you do it.

Bob immediately began to stroke his cock harder.

"YESSSSS…"

He moaned

"YESSSS"

I groaned and raped her body harder, pulling at her hair, exposing the

gaping wound in her neck and her terrified eyes to the camera.

"Die you bitch… die!!!"

I shouted and Bob answered

"Sooon… sooon…"

And didn't mean his orgasm, but the moment we had succeeded murdering her.

I felt her life fade away, saw it in her desparate face, felt it in the way her body began to cramp. I raped harder, drove her dying body through the pool of blood that covered the table and which sloshed and squished with each move her body made. She trembled, twitched in spastic rhythm but her hands were nailed to the desk. Her eyes fluttered when Bob shot his seed onto her face, covering her cheeks and lips and twitching eyelids with white goo.
Then her eyes went still, her gaze dull. She was dead.

I came and grunted my orgasm into her room.

We let the record run for a few more minutes. Showed how i dismounted her corpse satisfied. How we put her teddybears next to her lifeless body. Held her lifeless head into the camera once more, bloody now as it HAD rested on the table for a few minutes. Then we stopped the recording, cleaned ourselves, put on the overalls, put the tools back into the toolbox and started the upload of the video shortly before leaving the house.

Not before getting a copy for ourselves of course.

A few hours later her murder was all over the news.

K/V: Victim
Name: Serena Wollny
Age: 14
Characteristics: see picture. A good student on a field trip, warm hearted, open, speaks her mind. She has a bit of a crush on her teacher.
Scene: without her knowing her teacher is a charismatic but coldblooded rapist and serial killer. Up to now he had never hunted among the girls in his closer vicinty, but Serena has teased him, probably subconsciously, one time to often. He lures her to a lone cottage, where he plans to rape her. But of course she can't be allowed to live to tell anyone.