Potom, co jsme s Kamilou zmrdali a zavraždili naši tlustou matikářku, jsme spolu začali chodit. Šoustali jsme a u toho si poušteli, jak se ta tlustá kurva dusí, nebo jsme si to vzájemně dělali a při tom si vyprávěli naše nejperverznější, nejtemnější a nejkrutější fantasie:
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"Co moje máma?" nadhodila najednou Kamila. Překvapilo mě to, ale nesmírně vzrušilo, jenže jsem netušil, jak odpovědět.
"To přece nemůžem. Myslím, vždyť je to-"
"Moje máma je kráva," prohlásila jednoznačně Kamila: "A neříkej mi, že pokaždý, když jí zdravíš tím svým: "Dobrý den," tak nemyslíš na to, jak bys jí narval péro do krku," to byla pravda: "No vidíš," Kamila rukou stiskla můj pevně stojící klacek: "Mohli bysme si s ní hrát celý týden o jarních prázdninách. Nejdřív bys ji znásilnil v její vlastní posteli. Pak bys jí mohl opíchat v mojí. V kuchyni bys jí nakrmil svojí mrdkou. Vystříkal bys jí všechny díry, mohl bys tu děvku pochcat v naší sprše a já bych to celé natáčela. Donutil bys jí, aby mě vylízala. Nejdřív kundu a potom i zadek. Pak bych se vlastní matce vychcala na obličej a do pusy!" Kamila mi ho teď honila a já věděl, že dlouho nevydržím.
"Zrovna teď bych se potřeboval vystříkat do tvojí pusy," Kamila mě bez váhání začala kouřit, je opravdu skvělá: "Miluju tě," utrosil jsem: "A miluju tvoje nápady, ale co bysme s ní potom dělali? I kdyby sme se jí zbavili, podezření by padlo jasně na nás. Ne, pokud chceš někdy udělat tvojí mámu, tak až u ní nebudeš bydlet. Do té doby budeme potřebovat jíné kurvy,"

VICTIM NUMBER TWO: MISS DATOME



   Daniel was always a good student. Studying wasn't a big deal for him, nor did the subjects pose a real test. It was with authority figures, like his teacher, Miss Datome, he had problems with. She taught history in his 7th grade class. The way she often disciplined him, with an arrogant look of self-importance, rubbed the boy the wrong way. His defiance over her also reflected on his bad grades on her subject, regardless of test results. She was the kind of teacher that boys would love, simply because of the 35 year-old's italian, curvy physique, clear through the buttoned shirts and knee-high skirts she wore everyday. Her bosom alone made kids lose their focus during classes, but Daniel hated her uptight attitude. She had to go.

Luckily for them, there wasn't a need for a note, this time. The boy had noticed the antidepressant and painkiller pills she usually gulped down during recess. All it would take was to administer an overdose. And Daniel knew the way to do it.



   The final bell rung. A sea of students flooded the corridors, joyfully discussing the weekend's activities. It was Friday, and that meant that Miss Datome, as the school's registrar, had to stay longer to finish some paperwork. Daniel knocked at the office door. "Come in", she heard the soon to be victim. "Miss Datome, i wanted to ask you about my grade in the last test". The teacher sighed. "Daniel, you know i'm not going to up your grade, so just move along, i'm busy", the woman dismissed him.

The door opened again, and two girls entered. They closed the office's blinds and approached her, each holding a pocket knife. "What are you two doing here? What are those knives for?" The woman got up from the chair and moved towards them. "I should expel you right here and now for carrying those, so...Aaah", she fell to the ground, Daniel's taser had work swell. The woman twiched on the floor, still paralyzed from the electric shock. The girls got to work quickly, taping her hands behind her back, her ankles together, then shutting up her incoherent groans with the tape. "It is soft, surgical tape, so it won't leave any marks", Daniel explained. They positioned their captive on her office chair, and connected her legs on the chair's base with tape, then wrapping it around her chest and the chair's back, to make sure she wouldn't go anywhere. Miss Datome had regained her strength at this point, and was furious at them, screaming through the tape and stomping her legs. They would get in SOOOOO much trouble when she got free.

Annita locked the door after checking outside to make sure the field was clear. Frederique searched through the teacher's handbag, where she found the pills, vital for the kids' plan. She handed them to Daniel. They were about forty pills inside a small, plastic bottle. They were more than enough to kill an adult human. "Ok, steady her head", he said to the girls, who obeyed happily. At that moment, the bound woman realized that this was far worse than a mean joke. She jerked on her bonds, the girls holding her head next to the open bottle, that Daniel had brought near her face.

Just then, a knock on the door startled them. "Cleaning!" they heard an older woman's voice. Annita immediately placed her blade's razor across the victim's neck and whispered in her ear: "Tell her your busy or i'll slit your fucking throat", she said, removing the tapegag from her mouth. "I'm busy right now!", uttered the woman as confident as someone who is ready to piss their pants in terror would do. "Tell her to come back in a couple of hours", commanded the little girl again, and her captive obeyed, with a clearer voice this time. "Ok Miss Datome, have a nice weekend", said the cleaning lady and left.



   The kids continued with their plan, the busty teacher now teary-eyed at her misfortune. "Please...kids, don't do this, you're so young,...i beg you..." she softly begged them. She was no longer that same person that ruled everyone in the classroom, that attitude was long gone. Daniel kept his cold stare, and simply said, "open your mouth", bringing the bottle to her lips. She tried to shift her face away from it, moaning negatively "m-m...m-m", like a baby that didn't like its meal.

Annita knew what to do, and pinched the woman's nose shut, cutting her air supply. She was now doomed, only biting time struggling, before her air would run out and she would open her mouth to inhale. As soon as she did, Daniel threw a large chunk of the bottle's contents inside her mouth, before taping it shut. They weren't done yet, though, as the teacher refused to swallow, resuming her futile struggles. "She doesn't quit, does she?" joked Frederique. Annita held the woman's head upwards, holding her nose shut, while Daniel teased her throat reflexes by massaging her neck. "We did this with our dog, so she'd swallow her medicine", explained Daniel.

The woman was struggling and moaning, fighting to keep the pills from going down. Gravity pushed them a bit, making her produce muffled choking sounds. Bored by the endless procedure, Fred roughly squeezed the woman's nipple. *GULP*, finally the sound they were after, was heard. The unexpected intense pain had caused the woman to instinctively swallow most of the antidepressant pills.



   "Finally, fucking bitch took ages!" sighed Annita, letting go of the woman's hair. "How long till she kicks it?" asks Fred. "About 30 to 40 minutes, i think", said Daniel. "Good think i brought my sketchbook", the goth-girl replied.


"Bože, to je tak hustý," Kamila si sundala kalhotky a hodila je ředitelce do klína: "Sem z toho úplně mokrá!"

Lukáš si ho honil a střídavě u toho pozoroval umírající ředitelku a nás dva, jak si to rozdáváme na jejím stole.

The kids sat around their bound and gagged victim, Daniel chatting with Fred about the lethal dosage of various drugs, while Annita was straddling Miss Datome's lap, poking her face with her fingers and teasing her. At first, the woman had the spark to protest and try to call for help, in the hopes that someone might listen to her muffled screams. As the minutes progressed, she got weaker and begun pleading with her captors for mercy, even though they didn't even return her looks, well, except for Annita, who casually asked her gagged victim what she thought death would feel like.

After 45 minutes, she was almost out of it, her head shifting from side to side, a light moan escaping once in a while. Annita had been bored with her, Daniel was playing with his 3DS, Fred was drawing. Finally, she closed her eyes and laid there, still, bound in her chair, her heart given out. Daniel places his finger on the side of her neck, and casually announced, "no pulse, she's dead". The kids removed the tape from their victim and placed her head on the desk, next to the empty bottle of drugs. The teacher's body was discovered by a shocked cleaning lady, two hours after she had knocked.