"an eventful afternoon R-18G"
By robblu (https://pastebin.com/u/robblu)

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Created on: Friday 7th of June 2019 09:08:27 PM CDT
Retrieved on: Saturday 31 of October 2020 03:10:11 AM UTC


An Eventful Afternoon


Snuff, torture, FF+, Blackmail, Necro, WS


Mary pulled her car into a neighborhood park to pay a visit to a resident several streets over. Most would consider this unusual, but Mary Bruin's choice of career brought plenty of unusual behaviors; she was a hired assassin, and this was her latest job. However, this job differed from the requests. Along with the two silenced 9mm pistols hidden beneath her skirt like normal, she also carried a small duffle bag with a high quality camera and a mask capable of disguising her voice. Filming during a hit was not particularly her style, but her client agreed to pay ten times more than any previous job to date. 
The target was Alexis Ferguson: she was the eighteen-year-old daughter of an FBI agent who single-handedly brought down a sex trafficking operation that her client was in charge of. As payback, Mary’s client not only wanted his precious baby girl murdered, but also forced to perform a sexually explicit act on camera first before being snuffed out. After the job was done, she was to upload the video to Alexis's social media accounts and send her client a copy of the video. Essentially, Mary was hired to make  a pornographic snuff video. 
Mary arrived at the girl’s home fifteen minutes after getting out of her car. Her clients other contacts managed to obtain a key while researching the family, which was given to Mary. Using that, she unlocked the front door of the house; after stepping in, she locked the door behind herself to keep from arousing suspicion. As the reports said, nobody was home yet: Alexis and her younger brother would be at school for at least another hour, their dad at work until later that night, and their mother was at a family funeral in another state. Mary ran up the stairs and eventually found Alexis’s room where she waited in the corner behind the door.
The hour passed, and Mary heard movement downstairs. She donned the mask and stood up before turning the camera on. The first person to come upstairs was her little brother, whose footsteps rushed past the room Mary was hiding in and into the next bedroom. A few minutes later explosions and gunshots boomed through the house after the kid turned on his game system. Another five minutes and Mary heard footsteps coming up the stairs again, and this time she could tell that they belonged to more than one person.
The door swung open and two girls entered the room. The first one to enter was Alexis, who was a tall slender blonde with wavy hair that fell to her waist. She had on a pink blouse and black short shorts. The other girl had sleek hip-length hair that was dyed deep pink, and wore a black sundress.
“Finally, it’s the weekend!” Alexis shouted and threw her arms around the other girl. The two girls locked their lips together and kissed deeply, which surprised and intrigued the uninvited guest who they were still blissfully unaware of. 
“Oh you two really should get a room,” a third girl said from the hallway.
The two broke off their kiss, and the pink-haired girl said, “but we have this room,” as the girl entered the room.
The third was a petite, yet busty, Indian girl with long chestnut brown hair wearing a black jumper over a green shirt, with blue thigh-length stockings, black leather boots, and glasses.
“You know you’d just be doing the same if you had a lover,” Alexis teased.
“Come on, let’s get our homework done and we can fool around until midnight,” the brown-haired girl said.
The pink-haired girl looked at her and seductively said “By fool around you mean a three-”
“I mean we tell jokes and prank call people, you pervert,” she rolled her eyes as she said it. “Besides, you know I’m not a lesbian,” she continued.
“Well, we could always get Richard in here. I know that he likes you, Harmony,” the pink-haired girl replied.
“My little brother? Eww, Rachael, I think Harmony could do better,” Alexis protested.
Harmony scowled. “Hey now, Rich is kinda cute, just…” 
“… just twelve,” Alexis interrupted, giggling.
“Well, yeah, so maybe in like seven years. Besides, I want my first time to be with someone older than me,” she replied in agreement.
“Now can someone shut the door before he hears…” Rachael stopped abruptly when she noticed Mary standing behind the door.
“Hello sweethearts,” Mary said as she pushed the door shut, and turned the attention of the other two girls in the process.
“You girls too good to say hello?” Mary remarked indignantly, after they just gazed perplexed at the strange masked woman in Alexis’s room.
“Why are you in here?” Alexis stammered.
Mary didn’t say anything; she merely lifted her skirt and drew one of the guns strapped to her thighs: terror washed over them at the sight.
“Is… is that a real gun?” Rachael’s quivering voice gasped.
“Why don’t you tell me?” Mary pointed the gun at Rachael's head and pulled the trigger.
Alexis and Harmony screamed hysterically as Rachael tumbled and slumped backwards over the bed, with blood pouring over her face from a hole in her forehead.
Alexis threw her arms around Rachael’s torso and cried frantically, “Please no, you’re going to be okay, I promise.”
Harmony sobbed profusely, and let out a distraught whimper when Rachael’s bladder released its' contents onto the floor.
“She’s dead Lexi!” Harmony cried, and placed her hand on Alexis’s shoulder, “Why?” she asked, and glared at Mary.
“Well, technically I’m only here for Alexis, but I have to eliminate witnesses too,” Mary replied.
“Please don’t kill me, or Lexi,” Harmony cried feebly.
“I’m not going to kill you just yet. You two young ladies are going to put on a little show while I record.”
“Huh?” Harmony questioned, “what do you mean?”
Mary tapped the gun hard on Alexis’s back, “I want you to remove your clothes, now.”
“No!” Alexis sniveled defiantly.
“What, you little brat?” Mary growled.
“I said no,” Alexis repeated, and glared through teary eyes at Mary.
Mary aimed the gun at her face; Alexis flinched, but remained defiant.
“I suggest you do as I tell you, little whore,” Mary threatened.
“Why should I? You’re just going to kill me anyways, right?”
“I am, but consider your brother. I’m here to kill you, not him, but I might pay him a little visit before I leave. Would you like that?”
“Leave my brother alone!” Alexis snapped.
Mary laughed, “Don’t worry, he’s safe as long as you two cooperate. Now remove your damn clothes!”
“Fine,” Alexis said weakly. 
She pulled her shirt up over her head and tossed it aside. Alexis wasn’t wearing a bra, and Mary was delighted by the sight of her breasts; they were small, but almost perfectly-shaped, with small pink nipples at the end. Alexis stalled, suddenly self-conscious about her nude body being recorded and possibly viewed by strangers.
“Keep going,” Mary insisted when she noticed that Alexis had stopped.
“Who is going to see this?” Alexis queried.
“Don’t worry about it, sweety. Just keep undressing before I decide to kill your little brother.”
Alexis kicked her shoes and socks off before standing up. Before she could become nervous again, she pushed her shorts and panties, pink with rabbits, and stepped out of them.
“Very nice,” Mary praised, taking in sight of Alexis’s succulent pink pussy, which was covered in light neatly-shaved fuzz.
“Thank you…” Alexis replied nervously, and sounded more like a first-time lover than a girl who was at death’s door.
“Now,” Mary turned to Harmony, “don’t think you’re getting out of this. It’s your turn to strip. If you refuse, know that I will find out who your family members are as soon as they report this on the news.”
Harmony just sobbed and lifted her dress.
“But, leave the stockings and glasses, because you look hotter like that,” Mary asserted.
Harmony nodded and finished removing her dress then tossed it onto the bed, where it was quickly joined by her shirt. Harmony took a deep breath before removing her bra, letting her tremendous breasts plop out. Mary admired them and the dark puffy nipples on the end, as well as the smooth legs protruding from her pink cotton panties.
The girl looked pleadingly at Mary, before she pushed her panties down, and kicked them off along with her boots. Then she stood there shaking, with her hands cupped over her hairy pussy.
“Now, lift up the dead girl’s dress up and remove her panties,” Mary ordered.
Alexis laid Rachael’s corpse on the floor and the dress up over her midriff, revealing a pair of black nylon panties.
“Raise the dress further, I want to see her boobs. No, better yet, remove the dress entirely.” 
“Why are you doing this to us?” Alexis sobbed.
“It’s none of your business, dear,” Mary replied.
“I… I just turned eighteen last month, I still have to graduate from high school, go to college, and so much more. I was going to marry Rachael this Summer. You… you… you just came in here to take all of that from us and you won’t even tell us why this is happening,” Alexis shouted as tears flowed down her cheeks. 
“That’s just life. People die everyday without knowing why, and today you three will be among them. I’m not at liberty to tell you why, not that I would anyways.”
“If you were sent to kill me, why not let Rachael and Harmony go? Just kill me!” Alexis suggested weepily.
“Lexi… Please...,” Harmony whimpered softly.
“Sorry, but that option is not on the table. Both of you will die, so just shut up and undress Rachael before I decide to kill your family members as well,” she said flatly.
With melancholy, Alexis quietly lifted Rachael’s torso and removed her dress. Mary marveled at the dead girl’s small delicate breasts, and even Alexis felt the strong urge to wrap her lips around Rachael’s perky nipples and suck on them for hours. Finishing, Alexis just ripped off her girlfriend’s urine-soaked panties and Rachael’s smooth pussy on display for everyone in the room: plus anyone viewing the camera footage later on.
“Good girl. Now, place your lips over her cunt and eat her out,” Mary barked.
Alexis, for once, did not protest or hesitate to follow Mary’s order. Rachael girlfriend was dead, but Alexis still couldn’t resist the urge to make love to her one last time: so she crawled down on all fours and placed her lips over Rachael’s labia and inserted her tongue. She started exploring every bit of her dead girlfriend’s womanhood. It was moist, although mostly from urine, but she has eaten her out when she was on her period before.
“Now, your turn,” Mary smirked at Harmony, “you will eat Lexi’s pussy.”
“Wha…?” Harmony gasped. She waved her arms and stammered, “I cannot… please don’t make me. I…”
“You can, and I will make you. Don’t you love your family?”
“Yes, but I…” she stuttered.
“Then you better do it,” Mary cut in, “because I will find out who they are through the news tonight and kill every single one of them tomorrow evening, along with anyone else who shows grief over your death,” Mary promised.
“You are so cruel,” Harmony sobbed as she went to the floor.
“Uh… Lexi… um,” Harmony cringed up as she tried to wrap her arms around Alexis’s thighs.
“It’s okay Harmy, just pretend you’re kissing a boy or something,” Alexis reassured.
“Oh… okay… I’ll try…”
She managed to wrap her arms around Lexi, and placed her lips against her pussy. Harmony stuck her tongue between Alexis’s labia and, grimacing as she did, probe her friend’s sex. Alexis gasped in pleasure and started moaning.
“Now I have a game for you two. If Lexi has an orgasm before she stops licking Rachael, I will give her a quick death, and I will empty all but one bullet into Harmony’s cunt, then I’ll put the last one in her throat. If Lexi stops eating out her girlfriend, for any reason, then Harmony gets the quick death.”
Mary wasn’t sure if they paid any attention, but she didn’t repeat her advice. While they ate pussy, Mary made sure her gun was fully loaded and walked around filming their sexual acts.
Despite Rachael being dead, Alexis licked her pussy with enthusiasm, while it was clear that Harmony did not share the same enjoyment. She slowly licked Alexis’s pussy with a disgusted expression, although it was enough to stimulate her. Alexis groaned into Rachael’s cunt as Harmony’s tongue brushed around her hole. It took ten minutes, and there was a few times that Mary thought Alexis would come up for air, but she munched on Rachael’s pussy as ecstasy built up in her own body. Finally, Alexis moaned, almost screaming, and her legs clenched together as her orgasm unveiled. Harmony jerked her head back, as streams of pussy juice splashed onto her face. 
“That’s that,” Mary said.
She positioned herself behind Harmony as she drew her other gun. Mary aimed it at the back of Alexis’s head, and pulled the trigger. A mist of blood sprayed from her head, and  blood saturated her blonde hair as it gushed from the wound and cascaded down the sides of her face. Alexis fell forward, face-first into Rachael’s cunt as an arc of piss squirted from her crotch.
Mary aimed both of her guns at Harmony’s pussy and fired twenty-twenty-eight bullets into her womanhood, before the girl collapsed and rolled onto her side. Mary allowed Harmony to scream for a few seconds, before she fired the last bullet through the side of her throat. Her screams turned into wet mewling as blood filled her mouth.
Mary watched and recorded for thirty more seconds, as Harmony writhed in agony while blood poured profusely from her crotch and face. Her body jerked violently, urine flowed from what remained of her womanhood, and she fell silent.
Mary reloaded the gun and placed a single bullet into the back of Harmony’s head, just for insurance. 
Mary turned off the camera and found Alexis’s laptop sitting on her desk. She connected the camera and uploaded the video, titled “An Eventful Afternoon”, to every account she could access, tagging all of her friends. Two hours later, Alexis’s brother would stumble on the horrific scene after several calls from friends and family members.