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The hack writers received death threats, emails from thrill kill fans, and a world record number of tweets from angry birds, but would not change the script. They could not agree what to change it to. After two weeks and a 2 billion dollar bribe from Democrats, they finally caved in, blaming Ted Cruz.

The team decided She was not really asphyxiated but had temporarily passed out. And that was faked too, like all her orgasms. Only one man could really make her come and it wasn't Edvard.

With a few blows in her mouth and steady pumping of her valves, she was revived. And ready for more. Than what her unsuspecting partners were prepared to handle.

Once upon a time, beyond seven seas, seven mountains and seven forests, there lived the fairest of princesses.

She was so lonely though, as her cruel father would send a pack of seven ravenous wolves upon each of her admirers.

But then a clever sapphic girl understood the king's unfathomed longing and arranged for the queen, the princess and the mighty royal head to have a time of their life.

As the satisfied hegemon relished his fantasy in his head as he slept in a bed of oversized thorny roses, the girl stole the princess and made off with her into the land that the king could never reach, by slitting her own and the princesses' throats.

Fin.

 Well, damn, there goes story time. It committed suicide.

Voilà.

Bienvenue.

 The King awoke from his pixie dust slumber, and realized he'd been having those wicked death fantasies again. Wasn't that the third time this week? He definitely had to give up chatting with psycho killers before bedtime.

At least he had debunked the myth that they don't dream. Unless he wasn't really a sociopath, but just another bored wannabe nobody like the rest of the losers pretending to be his friends. What the hell is a sapphic girl anyway?

He went downstairs to ask his mom. But she was going through the Catholic directory looking for a cheap exorcist. "Mom, that was just another bad dream on a different thread! I'm fine, I'm not gay!" "How could those sick people turn you into one of them? Flaming retards!" Before she could dial, a mysterious priest appeared at the door, claiming to be Edvard. He had brought along his first assistant sex therapist, ready to catch the action on camera.

by Thrill Kill

Pixie wore contacts and her pornographic snuff films improved drastically. The musician, being a sadist with a taste for murder, was cast in one of her films with a young woman in whom Pixie had kidnapped earlier.

While Pixie set up her camera equipment, the young woman was lying on a mattress on the floor. She had been bound and gagged and was sobbing quietly. Pixie had decided to leave her dressed, so that her clothes could be removed during the film.

As the camera rolled, the musician picked up a large knife and began cutting away at the woman's clothes as she continued to lay on the bed bound and gagged. The young woman let out a scream at the sight of the knife as it pressed against her supple breasts for a brief moment, caressing each nipple with the blade.

The musician ripped off the rest the young woman's clothes and rolled her over to the doggy position so he could fuck her in the ass. He pounded her hard. She screamed as each thrust of his penis stabbed her like a knife. He pulled out her before cumming and decided to make her suck it out of him. Her warned her not to bite him as he fucked her throat, making her gag.

"That's it, bitch. Make me cum, you dirty fucking whore"

He thrust his dick in her mouth harder and made her swallow his cum. For a moment she gagged and tried throwing up, but he slapped her hard across the face and made her swallow it all. Then he picked up a loaded gun that was lying on the floor nearby and made her suck the barrel. He shoved it in her mouth, causing her to choke for moment, then pulled it out. Pushing the bitch onto her back, he spread her legs wide and raped her with the barrel of the gun.

Pixie enjoyed the musicians enthusiasm with the young woman. This film would be a money-maker for sure with those scenes alone, but the best was yet to come.

 holy jamolie u hav sm prblms

Seems like you have never enjoyed the company of more than one woman before.

I understand your trepidation, as it can get really annoying after you decide, you just want to go home and have some rest away from all the narcissistic demands and courtesies.

And I believe that Edvard would be a prime candidate for an Oscar in the unstable and obscure porn directing category (actually all priests seem to be).

All hail Edvard, the magnanimous deity of all sacrilegious depictions of the human dereliction of love into the realm of the profane satisfaction of the animalistic urges.

I think I'm enjoying myself this evening.

My gratitude goes to all the observant abominations, that the society abhorres for all the ignorant reasons.

i suck at writing stories

Holy shit, this story just took a turn for the worse...

Though, I am a little curious what happens to the giraffe. Maybe we could snap it's neck, cut it's head off and use it as an extra large dildo. I heard edtard likes them nice and big.

No, the giraffe is cute.  Stick to killing people.

The giraffe can just watch and chew grass or something.