Insidious Trap
She got the call that her perp had been seen entering this home in the flats. She entered the backdoor and crept quietly through the house. No one here. As she was calling it in, he attacked—forced her gun away, wrestled her to the ground and choked her unconscious. He had her. He had been waiting for this moment for months. The fucking bitch. She would pay. He cuffed her, slung her over his shoulder and went to the basement. Everything was set in this piece of shit house he was squatting in just for this purpose. She came to to him forcing his cock in her face. She was a cop….a detective and a damn good one. But she was scare. No gun. Cuffed behind her back. She relented and gagged and sucked on his cock. Then…then he did the worse thing she thought would ever happen to her. He raped her. When it was over, she was relieved…for a moment. Only, he was not done with her. This man, she remembered, was a brutal killer her year serving on the force would not protect her–he would kill her now. He wrapped a cord around her neck. She knew it was over. There was nothing she could do. He felt her body as it spasmed and twitched all over the place. Because her pants were pulled down to her knees, she could not spread her legs, but she tried to. She tried to kick and buck. Her body was so warm, and active, shuddering and shaking…..and the look on her face as the rope cut off her air……her face was reddening and her eyes were so wide with absolute fear. Her tongue was out, mouth agape. This lasted a while and he appreciated every moment of it until it was town to the barely moving twitches and he watched as the life left her face as it relaxed. She was dead. His cock was hard and he got right to stripping her. He still left her pant curled up on one leg, her belt, holster and badge on full display. Then he ravaged her corpse. Fucking her in multiple positions, hard, fast and deep until he came within her. Exhausted he got himself composed as he spoke his last words to her. Then he took her gun and shot her square in the forehead, the slug entering, bouncing around–turning her brain into cheese before resting somewhere in the back of the skull and never exiting. A little dip of blood was the final touch that finished his quest….no duty to kill this fucking cunt who ruined his life. No more. He left.
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