Blaze in the Basement | By : Shinkansen Category: +S through Z > Streets of Rage Views: 3692 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Blaze felt the pressure building up in her bowels, felt the tearing of Electra's massive cock inside her, and she wondered how much more she could take. She tried to focus her mind, to see if there was some way out. Her right hand was almost free of the manacle, and the pounding Electra was giving her had almost worked her hand free already.
The worst part was the absurdity of the situation. Here she was, a savior of the city, being anally raped by a crazy woman with a massive dick. She wanted to get angry but she couldn't. Electra's accusing stare had pierced her heart, and she was ashamed. Blaze, deep down, really wasn’t any more than a worthless masochistic piece of meat. And she knew she couldn't get free. And when Electra was done, who knew what would happen next?
And then Electra came, and Blaze felt the hot cum rocket up inside her, seemingly filling her bowels. It burned, like someone had poured boiling water into her asshole. And Electra was moaning with pleasure as she came, her hips rocking furiously, the rest of her body stiff as a corpse.
Electra pulled out, her dick popping out of Blaze's asshole like a cork from a bottle. It was so fast and so sudden, and Blaze wasn't ready, her bowels were still too loose. She then suffered the ultimate humiliating indignity, as she felt her bowels explode. She heard the patter of her shit hitting the floor, felt it, hot and sticky, running down the backs of her legs. She broke wind, loudly, and it sounded like when Electra had ripped her panties off earlier. Blaze's face burned with shame, and she closed her eyes as she felt the last drop of shit dribble out of her ass.
"You shit yourself?" Electra asked. "You dirty slut, even for you that's disgusting! And look, you got it all over my dick!" Electra had walked back around front. Her cock, still erect, was smeared with a mixture of cum and shit. Electra bent over and retrieved the buck knife from where it had fallen.
With a quick motion she cut the ropes holding Blaze's arms, and Blaze collapsed to her knees. Then her jaw was in the iron grip of Electra's right hand. She forced Blaze to look up at her. "Well now you'll just have to clean it up won't you?" she asked. Blaze shook her head no, not this, anything but this, but it was no use.
Electra forced Blaze's mouth open and shoved her dick down her throat. Blaze tasted the bitter vile taste of cum and shit, and she gagged, and reflexively swallowed, and gagged again. Runners of spittle dripped from the corners of her mouth. She tried to bite down on Electra's cock, out of desperation, but before she could get a good grip Electra howled and snatched her dripping cock out of Blaze's mouth.
"You bitch!" Electra screamed, and rocked her left fist across Blaze's face. "You good-for-nothing bitch!" She struck again, and Blaze saw stars. "I guess that means we're done with play time. You must be ready for the end."
"What end?" Blaze asked, wiping the blood and cum and shit from her mouth.
"My darling Blaze," Electra laughed. "Surely you figured it out by now. You're my toy. And now that I've played with you, I'm going to break you."
"No!" Blaze screamed, but the scream turned into a coughing retch as Electra took her hard right hand and pummeled Blaze's stomach. Blaze felt numbing agony, felt what could only be a rib breaking, felt the breath leave her body. Gasping, down on her hands, she hitched and retched and vomited. Down on her hands and knees, Electra delivered a stunning kick across her face. Blaze flopped over on her back, and felt the numbing sensation of blood flowing from her broken nose. She was coughing and spitting blood.
She saw Electra advancing, whip in hand. Blaze feebly held up her hands in a warding-off gesture. Electra only smiled and, raising the whip, did something with her right hand. The air was filled with the hum and crackle of electricity, as the whip began to spark.
"Fuck, no!" Blaze whimpered but it was too late. The whip came down, cracking across her bare breasts, and Blaze felt the shock of an untold number of volts surging through her body. A wicked lash lay across her breasts, just above the nipples. Again, the whip came down across her stomach, and again the convulsions, and Blaze looked down, horrified to see that her belly-button was nothing but an ugly, open wound. She screamed again, and tried to crawl away, but her feet were still bound. And the look on Electra's face was one of hard finality, and Blaze knew that this was the end for her, the end of her, and there would be no continuing. She was afraid, truly afraid, and, as a last indignity, her bladder emptied in a warm rush of piss as Electra's whip came down again, across her face, laying open her lips, her cheek, and one eye, and she felt the current stronger than ever sapping the life from her body, and it hurt worse than anything had ever hurt, and she wished it would end soon. But in her heart, she knew it wouldn’t.
How long Electra stayed, whipping Blaze's lifeless body, she never knew. When she was finished, the ex-police officer was nothing but a bloody, smoking carcass. Electra knew Blaze's friends may find her, eventually, and maybe even kill her. She might get the chair, dying from the same electricity that had done for so many of her own enemies. Or Blaze's friends, in their anger, might kill her on the spot. Electra knew all these things, and knew that simply killing her enemy was only a small measure of revenge. But for Electra, whose only abject defeat now lay smoldering on the floor at her feet, it was enough.
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