(continuation of post above)

Maria didn't listen, she was screaming her pain into the silent

changing room which reeked for the metallic scent of Rika's blood.

"But don't worry i am a forgiving type. You will join her soon."

With a swift motion the man was between the legs which hung down the box useless and which were covered in little streams of blood coming from the wounds Mr. Ferrell had cut to sever her tendons.

He pushed her legs apart without further effort, and guided his cock to her cunt. Grabbing Maria's neck for leverage, squeezing it, he pushed in, while at the same time forcing her face to stare "up" into the mirror behind her, where her best friends severed head, tongue lolled out, stared back.

"I had thought of how i would kill you… strangulate you you know. Snuff you out the slow way while i rape your body, just to punish you for what you have done… but now that you lay here…"

Mr Ferrell thrusted in again.. withdrew… thrust in. Because of his callused hand at her neck only retching sounds came outm but the defiant stare in the mirror told him that she was back to her usual self and didn't like at all what he was doing.

"NO joy? Your producer is raping you. Don't you want to

pease him?"

He asked mockingly and then put the knifes tip against her belly. Her eyes went wide, given what he had said she thought he wanted to strangle her… but then she felt he sharp pain as he pused the knife into her stomach.

"Uorrrrksghgllll"

She coughed stertuously, while Mr. Frrell didn't stop to fuck her even as he did this. On the contrary…he thrusted harder.

Warm blood began to spill over her belly, her blood and the nauseatious realization that she would die here gripped her.

Two…three thrusts later and Mr. Ferrel had cut down, through her navel and further to almost where her womb would be, that was shaken now by the forceful thrusts of his erect cock against her cervix.

"AHHHHHHAHAAAAAAGRCKKKK"

Maria's scream came loud and clear when he released her neck and she just HAD to look down on herself disbelieving and with an expression of utter terror. Just in the right moment to witness how he stuck the knife into her left tit , cutting through the nipple and the areola, sinking it in up to the hilt, THRUSRING it between two rips. He left it there,

the hilt of the knife sticking out like an oversized nipple, and used his both free hands to grab parts of her abdominal walls to push them apart. The flesh gave in with an ugly tearing sound.

Maria screamed. High pitched but rustlig due to her left lung having collapsed when the knife penetrated the chest.

Mr. Ferrel raped her faster.

Unable to look away she witnessed how he pulled out her intestines, his gaze a mix of hate, fascination and lust. Maria screamed again.

"Yes… scream i am gonna murder you…"

He answered. He pushed her guts aside, let them hang down the box and then took the combat knife to cut them off. They fell to the ground with an ugly smacking sound.

"You are not tight enough. Not a virgin."

Her murderer grunted and grabbed inside, seeking for something. He found it. Her womb. He flesh of her vaginal canal. He grabbed it and pressed. Masturbated himself through her flesh as he raped her.

Maria was in shock. Blood loss and the sheer terror of the

situation had made her screams subside.

Retching gags betrayed the disgusted nausea as she allowed her head to fall back over. There, upside down on the counter before the mirror, sat Rika's dead head. Misused for pleasure even in death, her lolled out tongue giving the younger girl a terrified ahegao expression. Maria barely noted how Mr. Ferrell bent over and, making himself long, reached for Rika's head.

All this was a terrifying dream, and if it wasn't she knew she was about to die. She felt so exhausted.

Mr Ferrell took the head and stuffed it into Maria's mostly empty abdomen in a way that the terrified face of the redhead girl would stare at him while he raped her dying best friend. Once this was done he forcefully pulled on Maria's blue hair, pulling her head up so she too would look at him.

Sticking the knifes hilt back itnt in her fleshy tit, cutting but another hole, he let loose.

He used her hair and the hilt as fixpoints to hold onto. Raped maria with all brutal intention, grunted his lust into the dying face, enchanted by it and the way Rika's head shook in her abdomen as if she was still alive.

"K…ill me…"


Maria stammered. She wanted this to end. Couldn't stand the pain, the terror, the way how he misused them both for his sadistic pleasure.

"No…"

He answered.

"…I will decide when you die… you will suffer bitch"

He added.

But the knowledge that he had broken her, that she would rather seek death than endure this torment any longer made him grin sadistically. He increased the pace… fucked her harder. Rocked her dying body with the intensity of an unleashed beast.

Tears rolled down Maria's face, cleared clean pathes through the dry blood which Rika's "kiss" had left there. Mr. Ferrell knew that she was just waiting for it to end. That she had accepted that he would be her murderer… and yet he still needed some time. He had cum twice already, once in Rika's pussy, when she was still alive, and inside her head after he had murdered her. He needed a bit now, He could be Maria's father after all. It took qome time. Not for him not trying. Just nature.


Then… after minutes of raping Maria further… he came and grunted :

"Now you die…"

Into Maria's face. She was barely awake to note it still.

He pulled the knife from her tit and rammed it into her neck from the side. Then he pulled it out through the front and they were immediately covered by a rain of blood coming in spurts from the slashed throat.

Maria shook in death throes soon, had lost control over herself and thus didn't realize how her former producer grabbed inside her mouth to pull out her tongue, such that she would mirror Rika's terrified dead ahegao face.

Then her eyes went dull and unfocussed. She was dead.

Mr Ferrell unmounted her satisfied. He went to the mirror, pressed a few buttons below the counter, and removed the camera that had been in a box behind the, from the other side, very translucent glass. He had been spying on them changing for years now. Masturbated. Now he would masturbate to the video in which he murdered them. He showered, and left.

Two days later he was in Japan. Saw the news. Stepped in front of the camera to give his condolences. He had a watertight alibi.

Their "best of" albums sold like crazy. But Mr. Ferrell had his eyes on another girlgroup already.


Character 1

Name: Anita Brown
Age: 15
Description: In the picture on the left: a bronze skinned, brown haired teenager with some subtle freckles, Clever and shy.

Character 2

Name: Jenny Kovaric
Age: 14
Description: in the picture on the right: blonde, freckled teasing but with no real experience. Cheeky, Light brown eyes, dirty blond hair. Outgoing party girl type.

Type of death: Snuffed out after being raped, bloody, painful.

Anita and Jenna are friends on their first weekend vacation together. The hotelier had given them an insider tip about a theater not far from the Hotel and given them tickets because “he and his girlfriend can’t go”.

They don’t know it is a snuff theatre, they are the main attraction and that people have paid good money to see them be raped and suffer before they die.