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Murder makes me feel really kinky. You remember my prostitute friend who had been murdered. Well she had been laid to rest quite some time ago now. so I decided to go to the graveyard to visit. It was a cold and windy night. I was alone I went to the graveyard and noticed something a little strange. Next to her grave was some black roses with a note attached to it. It said ‘I know who killed your freind’ and it had a phone number written on it. Angered by the display, I called the number immediately. ‘Listen do you think this is funny?’ I cussed them out on their answering machine. And went home really upset I was about to fall asleep on the couch when I heard a knock at the door. I opened it. there was a figure standing there with a gun in their hand. ‘bitch get down on your knees! they demanded. they started pistol-whipping me. don’t ever talk to me like that! they snarled ‘you’ll end up just like your friend’ I begged them to stop but they got on top of me and forced my legs open. They took advantage of me just how they did carol.
I wish my boyfreind was here to dick me down. It was just a quiet night. I was lying on the sofa in some sexy lingerie. I have the TV on. I was just watching my show hanging out. I thought I had locked the back door, but I might be mistaken because I suddenly heard a strange noise. I assumed it was my boyfriend coming over. I was just about to play with myself with a dildo but since he is here maybe I won’t need to. I just spread my legs open waiting for him to come into the room. I was sure that it was going to be a great night. But to my surprise, what I saw shocked me. See it wasn’t my boyfriend, it was a complete stranger. My heart stopped beating. How did you get in here? I screamed. I had seen this stranger before. They have been following me in the neighborhood. They didn’t say anything but they pointed a gun at me. I raised my hands. They forced my on to my knees and made me suck their dick at gunpoint.
I’ve been getting threatening calls lately. Ever since I snitched on my boyfriend who was a drug dealer some of his gang member friends have been threatening to harm me. I didn’t think that they would actually do anything though until things started to get violent. I had a cat and I let her out one day and she never came home. I had went to work as usual and came home that evening and I found a deadly discovery. When I opened up my door I found my cat laying near the front door she was decapitated and written in blood it said your next bitch. I was so shaken up my initial thought was to call the police but I had a feeling that there wouldn’t be much they could do with the evidence they found. I could tell someone was watching me when I was going through the neighborhood I would see a car that would slow down a bit when it came into my view. It had tinted windows so I had no idea who was driving it. I was getting more and more paranoid. One night I was lying in my room when all the sudden I heard a strange noise downstairs. I went to go investigate. There was a man standing there with a gun in his hand. I screamed!
So I was feeling kind of horny tonight. I decided it was time for a little fun. I dressed up really slutty and started walking outside on the rough side of town. I was just walking the streets alone. I saw a man standing on the corner. He kept staring at me but said nothing. So I walked right passed him. I kept looking over my shoulder. I just had an uneasy feeling bout him. So I turned the corner of a dark alleyway. I heard some footsteps very close behind me. I was about to turn around whhenn suddely someone grabed me from behind and put a knife to my throat. I was so startled I didnt know what to do. “Dont make a sound or Ill stab you” they warned me menacingly. They pushed me over on my back in the alleyway and took advantage of me. I was to scred to fight them back. There was no way for me to escape.
I love wild sex parties in Vegas. Got invited to a pool party with some of my friends who were kind of wild and crazy. It started out well. Me and some of my best friends were all looking cute in tiny bikinis. It was around 8 p.m. One of the guys that was at the party decided to take me up to the hotel room so we went upstairs to fuck. We were having fun until I heard a scream from downstairs. In a rush we put on our clothes and headed back downstairs to where the pool was. It was then I saw one of my friends. She looked pale as a ghost. There in the pool somebody was floating face down the water. In the pool the water was turning red with blood. What happened? I screamed. I looked at my friend and I tried to get her to calm down but she was so shaken up she could barely even speak. Who did this to them?
I haven’t heard from one of my friends in a while. I was hoping that they were okay. That night will be in one I will never forget. What I saw made my blood run cold. Headed over to their house and I knocked on the door. There was no answer so I went through the back. The door was unlocked. I went into the living room. I called their name. No one seemed to be there. I checked every room of the house and then I went into the basement. I turned on the light. Tied up with rope and electrical cord around her neck, she had been strangled to death. I ran out the house in a panic. I went straight back to my house and closed the door. I thought to call the cops, but I was scared of what would happen next. My hands are shaking and I could hardly breathe.
I hope someone doesn’t leak my nude photos. Problem was I haven’t heard from my friend Claire in a while. I was hoping she was all right. I figured that maybe she was just busy and that’s why I haven’t been able to talk to her in a while. I was just relaxing at home by myself when I heard the telephone ring. I went over to it and answered it. A voice said ” I know where your friend Claire is and if you want to see her alive again you’d better do exactly what I tell you to do.” I completely froze up. What did you do with her? I demanded. “Where is my friend?” he said I’m not going to tell you until you do exactly as I say. The voice demanded. “Now I want you to send me naked pictures of yourself.” I’m not sending that I said I’m going to call the police. “How are you going to call the police if you don’t know who I am?” the voice demanded. “Now send me these nude photos or I’ll slice her throat right now!” I could hear somebody screaming in background.
It was a dark and stormy night. I was at home in my room watching porn. That evening I was alone in my bed wearing some hot red lingerie. I was just sipping on some wine trying to relax. it had been a stressful week. So rain slowly fell against my window. the phone rang. It was already 11 p.m. I knew that it couldn’t have been anyone I knew calling. Since I like to have quiet time in the evening. So I went over to the phone and picked it up. hello? no answer. just some heavy breathing. hello? I tried again. it was no answer with some heavy breathing again. I hang up the phone. I went back to my bed and started to relax. I heard some more ringing. I was determined to tell the person calling off. so I picked up the phone who is this? “I’m downstairs why don’t you come down and see me.” a creepy voice answered. I immediately knew someone was in my apartment. My hands were shaking. my heart started pounding who was in my house?
So last night me and my friends went out. It was really dark and cold outside. It was against our better judgment but we wanted to have fun that evening. We partied at their house until I was a little bit drunk, tipsy and careless. I should have called for a ride home that would have been the safe thing to do. But since I knew I was just maybe like eight blocks away. I decided to walk home in the dark. I didn’t really think that I would run into any problems. But that was not the case. I kept seeing the same figure following me I hope that they would eventually turn up the street. They were walking but they seem to be headed straight towards me. This time I started running I was starting to get out of breath. But I can feel my heart pounding this person was definitely chasing me. There was no denying it. I turned around one more time and realize that the person was carrying a knife there was no way for me to escape.
So I had just came back from my boyfriend’s house. We were just watching TV, cuddling on the couch and we kind of got a little frisky the living room. Normally he walks me home at night but I decided to walk home by myself. It was starting to rain a little bit outside. I put my hood over my head and I started to walk down the street alone the rain. I was really getting cold and uncomfortable. I was just about to cross the street. Then I was standing by a stop sign and I saw a car start to pull up. The windows were tinted. I just got a really bad feeling when I saw that car. I decided to keep walking because I just felt really uncomfortable but I noticed the car was starting to slow down and follow me down the street. I try to walk faster, but the faster I went the more the car got closer to me I was about to get snatched up!