Smashed to Death

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I joined a twenty-four hour gym because of my hectic schedule, and I found a smaller one in town with a low rate. One night, I went there quite late and was the only person there. Awesome, I thought, I can get some privacy. Toning up with some of the smaller weights, I had my earbuds in and didn’t even hear the scuffling behind me.

Turns out, the owner of the gym waits for young girls to be there alone in the middle of the night. He had locked the doors while I was distracted. Sneaking up behind me, he smashed me over the head with a metal weight and dragged me to the backroom. My skull was cracked in already and it only took a few moments for my life to pass from my body. This didn’t bother him though, in fact it only turned him on more.

He had a stash of heavy weights in the back, which he used to smash and crush my bones. The sounds of my body cracking under the weights made his cock throb even harder. He would remember the way my limbs crunching sounded forever, and masturbate to the memory. Now that I had been properly pulverized, he tore off my pants and fucked my dead cunt until he was blowing a huge load inside my hole.

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