Sir and my friends

(Part 1 of 2 or 3. Short)

(Necrophilia, snuff, kidnapping, gendertraitor, piss)

*All characters are 18*

Two weeks. Was that all? Liv blinked at that thought, this being the first time she really paid attention to anything other than her immediate reality in weeks. She peeled her attention away from the news report to carefully pick up the tray of sandwiches she made and the pitcher of water she poured for Carmen and Allysa. Turkey and Swiss on whole wheat for Carmen, PB&J for Allysa since she's vegetarian. They had all grown up together, living within blocks of eachother in their middle class suburban neighborhood. They were all seniors now and in cheer. Collectively they spent as much time at eachothers homes as they did their own. Liv never had sisters, but she had long since declared the two her sisters anyway and most would agree with her claim.

Carrying the tray into the room Liv approached and hesitated for a moment, trying to figure out how to kneel with a tray in hand and a anal hook pulled wickedly tight to a loop in her collar. Finally she simply dropped hard on her knees. She nearly spilled the pitcher as her black and blued knees cried out in pain. She waited, body slightly bent forward, as far as her hooked rectum would allow her. It would be a bad idea to interrupt sir. He'd be done with Mia soon judging by the pace he was fucking her. Her pussy tingled and she could feel herself leaking down her leg.

Daring a peak, her body trembled as she took in the sight. Near orgasm, sirs eyes are squinted shut with intense focus. His large muscular body has a sheen of sweat and he's rapidly pounding away in doggy. One arm has one of her legs lifted while the other has her by the hair and is pulling back hard. It gives Liv a good look down her throat since the gash sir sliced into it was being spread wide from the hair yank. The rest of Mias body, what remained of it, jostled to the rhythm of his fucking since there was no muscle tone remaining. Liv looked at her former friends once beautiful Asian face. Lifeless eyes gazed haflidded wherever he yanked her head in the direction of. Dead two full days, rigor mortis had passed but bruising from blood settling had made her face purple and her tongue that stuck out was grayish. She was a laticework of small cuts sir had given her before he made her a whole new mouth in her neck and opened up her arteries. Liv got to see it happen up close. The first wave splashed hot into her mouth before she lay under her and rubbed herself in her friends lifeblood to her friends death throws. Liv wished she could ride her face right now. Her pussy ached with need.

A groan from sir made Liv avert her eyes but she could hear the heavy thrusts of his orgasm, followed by the heavy thuds of Mias head and leg being calously dropped. They return to their resting place draped over the table. Sir stands silently in front of Liv for a few minutes before he can finally get a stream of piss to release. He is sure to get the sandwiches, livs face, and the pitcher before he's finished. "Set the meat girls dinner aside, yours is running down that sluts cold legs by now, so hurry up."