1. Revenge Against Amy


    Date: 8/25/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, BDSM, Bisexual, BDSM, Cruelty, Death, Domination / Submission, Extreme, Lesbian, Group Sex, Hardcore, Humiliation, Incest, Interracial, Male Domination, Necrophilia, Oral Sex / Blowjob, Rape, Torture, Violence, Author: shadowknyght, Source: sexstories.com

    Amy Bagwell stood in her house, she looked around at all the things she'd be packing away. Thoughts of the memories she'd be leaving behind weighed on her mind as she began wrapping pictures of her and her children up. She stared at one of the pictures for a particularly long time. It was a picture of her and her now ex-husband together with their four children. They looked happy in that picture. She conceited that infact they were happy at one point. Those times were long gone. He forced her to miscarry her twins and then sometime later assaulted her, throwing her down the stairs, nearly killing her. Feeling her emotions overwhelm her, she flung the picture across the room. She shook with emotion as she looked around. Suddenly she didn't feel like packing up. She didn't feel like doing anything, but still she knew she had too. She had no choice. She glared sharply at a picture of her smiling with a girl who was her best friend and little sister all rolled into one. It was a picture of her and her cousin. A girl she'd have given anything for, but instead this girl was now costing her everything. Her safety, her home, and her children, all gone because of this girl. She stood up sharply and grabbed the picture from the mantle, smashing it on the ground and stomping frame to bits. She grabbed her lighter and held the picture. She lit the picture on fire, watching it as it burned to ashes, releasing it just before the flame reached her fingers. She wiped a tear from her face ...
    as she sighed. After the emotional out burst, which was really rare for her, she continued packing her things. It had been several hours since she'd destroyed the pictures when she heard a knock on the door. She grabbed her gun and held it behind her as she walked up to the door and looked at the peep hole. She felt her hands tremble around the .38 pistol as she saw several men standing on her porch. Two black men and two latino men. Four total. She knew why they were there. They were the men she was attempting to run from. She suddenly wish she'd taken her friend from North Carolina's offer to come down there and help her pack, but she said she'd be able to take care of it and he was doing enough just allowing her to move up there with him for a bit. Amy stared at the door. Images of her shooting through the door ran through her head. Those images ended in them gunning her down with their shotguns. Her next thought was to make a run for her phone and call the cops, but that ended with them hearing her and busting through the door and attacking her. Amy decided her only real option was to stay still and hope they didn't come in. She she softly leaned against the door. She heard the lock jiggle a bit like someone was trying to pick, but some loud profanity indicated that they had failed. She looked back into her home, all the boxes packed with pictures various items from the living room. She knew she'd probably have to leave everything else behind. This encounter told her that ...
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