Axaris
GoonFleet
GoonSwarm
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Posted - 2007.12.13 22:34:00 -
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mazzilliu stirred suddenly as the powerful sedative slowly relaxed its grip on her body and mind. Its effects slowly receded like the tide going out to sea, and she realized she was very cold. She began to shiver, and tried to hug herself to stir up and conserve some warmth. It was only then she realized that she had been restrained and was hanging spread-eagled from a frame.
Her eyes fluttered open, and she struggled hard to focus through the blurriness. She recognized her surroundings û she was in her garage. The gravity of the situation struck her as a faint breeze sent chills through her pale frame û she was naked, tied up, and drugged. But wh-
Her thought was cut short by a blast of freezing cold as a bucket of ice water was thrown on her. She yelped in surprise and began to shiver uncontrollably. It was then she tasted the saltiness of the water û an odd, metallic saltiness. Blood. She opened her eyes and found her vision blurred red by it. She struggled with whatever strength remained in her against her bonds, which bit fiercely into her wrists.
æItÆs time to X up!Æ a familiar voice shouted from nearby. Sesfan? she thought to herself. æSssà S.. SesfanàÆ she said through chattering teeth, æhhh.. help mmmà me!Æ. SesfanÆs only reply was an enthusiastic æX!Æ over and over again. æWhatÆs going on, Sesfan?Æ mazzilliu asked pathetically as the emotions held at bay suddenly rose up. Her eyes stung with tears and her throat closed up. Her piteous sobbing echoed off the cinderblock walls of the garage. She begged Sesfan to untie her, to let her go, to 'please, Sesfan, help me!'
Something hard and cold jabbed her crotch, and she jumped against her restraints. æPurge the unclean!Æ Sesfan chattered to himself merrily, nodding to himself. He smiled at mazzilliu as he showed her the socket-wrench unceremoniously welded to the power-drill she had bought him for his birthday. It was covered in thick black smears of axle grease. A few moments later, the socket-wrench was inside her, violating her, despite her wriggling.
æPurge the unclean!Æ Sesfan exhorted. She struggled futilely, fresh tears of frustration stinging her eyes. The world fell away from mazzilliu suddenly as all she could understand or know was the blindingly white-hot pain coming from deep inside her as Sesfan squeezed the trigger of the power-drill. Gushes of blood, axle grease and flesh squirted out of her as the socket-wrench whirred through her, scraping chunks of her tender flesh away from her body. The noises that came out of the girlÆs mouth were barely even human and became hoarse, animal-like sounds after a moment.
Sesfan relaxed his grip on the power-drill and the whirring stopped. The body of the girl slumped, steam rising away from her in short puffs as she panted. Blood pooled all around her, some hers and some not, flecked with chunks of flesh. She barely felt the prod of something against her chest, between her two dripping orbs of womanhood. æThe eye of terror is opening,Æ Sesfan advised the limp, barely-conscious body dripping blood onto the floor. It lifted its head and saw a man fixing a drill bit to a power-drill through the haze of adrenalin which fogged its vision, and could not understand his words when he said æAll aboard the rape-train!Æ over and over again. It embraced the merciful darkness as the drill bored a new hole where Sesfan had prodded it before, and where he would continue to prod her long after mazzilliu's death, jerking only once or perhaps twice reflexively as it forced the life out of what remained of mazzilliu.
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