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If you would like early access to my stories, polls, monthly commission raffles, weekly previews and updates, behind the scenes talks, and other bonus content, please consider subscribing to my SubscribeStar", "writing": "[center] [/center]\n[center][b][u]Bounty Board Hunts[/u][/b][/center]\n[center][b]Poisoned Well[/b][/center]\n[center]By XP Author[/center]\n\n\nBasic Rules:\n- Fill the info below with as much detail as possible. Providing pictures of the target is very helpful.\n- No public figures (politicians, international CEOs, movie stars, etc). It brings too much attention. Hire a real hit man for that.\n- Previous age restrictions have been lifted, but be aware that this will limit the willing hunters.\n- Do not post a bounty on another member of D-Gen Cafe without their permission.\n- D-Gen Cafe members may post a bounty on themselves. Payment must be paid in advance to D-Gen, and will be given to the hunter when proof is delivered.\n- Hunters must provide proof in the form of video or photographic evidence of the successful bounty before they are given payment. Police reports are not acceptable proof.\n- Failure to pay a completed bounty will result in a bounty being posted by the D-Gen staff on you! (we also have a very good 'asset recovery' team, if you catch our drift)\n- Multiple hunters may try and go after the same bounty, but try not to. Though if you kill each other in the attempt, feel free and add that to the proof.\n\n[center][u]The Bounty[/u][/center]\n\n[b]Poster:[/b] Dombine38\n[b]Target Name:[/b] Gayle Arinson\n[b]Username:[/b] none\n[b]Species:[/b] Feline (Tabby)\n[b]Gender:[/b] Female\n[b]Ages:[/b] Gayle: 36\n[b]Brief Description:[/b] Gayle is 5'5\" with brown fur, black tiger stripes, shoulder length black hair, and green eyes.\n[b]Possible Location:[/b] Gayle stays at home all day, probably day drinking. Hillcrest, West Virginia. Street Address provided.\n[b]Preferred Method of Execution:[/b] I really don't care. Details below.\n[b]Special Requests:[/b] none\n[b]Reward:[/b] $300,000\n[b]Other Info:[/b] I don't think I'd be able to stay calm enough to do it myself, so I need a professional to kill my sister-in-law. Gayle poisoned my little brother, her husband. She did it slowly, so it looked like an accident, but I know my poisons. She did it to take all of the money and stuff our parents left to him when they died. She is now living in my parent's house, living off of my dead brother's money! She wouldn't even let me come to my own brother's funeral! She doesn't deserve to live. I don't care what you. Rape her, burn her, blow her up, kill the whole fucking neighborhood if you need to. I really don't care how, as long as she's dead.\n\n[b]Hunt Completed By:[/b] SefZeig\n[b]Proof of Completion:[/b] Attached pictures.\n\n[center][u][b]The Hunt[/b][/u][/center]\n\nGayle sipped at her glass of red wine. She was only half-watching the television playing the end of some daytime drama show. One of those dramas where everyone was fucking everyone else, amnesia plots happened at least once a season, at any given moment someone could be revealed to have secretly been a long lost sibling or secret child. It was something to pass the time until the better programs started. She really should invest in that package the cable people kept trying to push with all those extra channels. Or maybe one of those streaming services. She had the money now, after all.\n\nA knock at the front door got her attention, pointed ears perking up. \"Who could that be?\" She wasn't expecting anyone. Turning the television off, she set her glass down and stood up. As she got to the hall, she glanced in the mirror to make sure her hair was presentable. A quick hand brushed the few strands that seemed out of place back where they belonged among the rest of the shoulder-length bunch. After being satisfied with her appearance, she continued to the front door. Pulling it open, she found a tall bull of some kind standing there, dressed in the light brown uniform of some delivery service, though she couldn't see a logo, not that she looked that hard. \"Oh. Hello.\"\n\nThe bison turned as she opened the door. He was tall and somewhat slender, his fur a much darker brown than the uniform. Tiny horns were just hidden under his hat. \"Hello. Are you...\" He looked down at the phone in his hand. \"...Gayle Arinson?\"\n\nShe really needed to change her last name back to her maiden name. \"Yes, that's me. But I wasn't expecting a delivery.\"\n\nHe nodded. \"Says here it's from Dominick Arinson.\"\n\nShe rolled her eyes as soon as she heard the name. Her brother-in-law, or whatever he counted as these days. Her dead husband's older brother. She detested the man. \"Is this where you hand me lawsuit papers and tell me I've been served?\"\n\nThe bison laughed slightly. \"Not exactly.\" He instead pulled out a pistol, pointing it directly at her. Before she could even fully register what it was, he pulled the trigger. Her head jerked as the bullet struck just above her left eye. The caliber was small enough that it didn't blow the back of her head open, but it still ripped through her brain in a fraction of a second. Her body simply crumpled to the floor, dead before she even finished falling. The silencer had muffled the shot enough that he wasn't afraid of the neighbors having heard it, though unlike the movies it wasn't some soft sound, more like someone popping a small plastic bag.\n\nHe put the gun away and stepped inside, closing the front door behind him. Sef looked down at the dead woman, blood slowly trickling from the hole in her forehead. \"Well, that was an easy job.\" He probably shouldn't say things like that out loud. Leaning down, he grabbed the woman's arms and lifted her body up, throwing her over his shoulder. \"Let's get you somewhere I can get those pictures. And have some fun.\" He glanced down the hallway, spotting the kitchen. Peaking inside, he saw a pretty sturdy looking kitchen table. \"That'll do.\" Shoving most of the stuff off of the surface, he dropped the woman down onto the wooden surface.\n\nHe moved up to turn her head to face him. She had a wide-eyed look of shock, green eyes staring at nothing. Her hair was cut short, in what most would probably describe as a Karen haircut. It really didn't suit her very well. Though in his opinion, it really didn't suit most people. She was somewhat attractive otherwise, the trickle of blood staining her fur adding to the looks, again in his opinion. Dropping her head back down to the table, he turned his attention instead to her body. He gripped the front of her light blue blouse and ripped it open, sending buttons scattering around the linoleum floor. A frilly bra strained to hold her ample breasts. He tugged it down to let them flop out. Though they didn't so much flop as bounce out, a little too firm. A quick grope confirmed they were definitely fake tits. By just how firm they were, she probably had gone up three sizes. He preferred them more natural, even if they were smaller.\n\nAt least the rest of her was still pretty good. She had stayed in pretty good shape, her belly thin with some light tone. His fingers bumped the top of her designer jeans, quickly opening the waist. With a hard yank, he pulled them down slender legs to reveal a pair of panties that matched the bra. As he started to peal them down, he noticed how wet they were, though not from arousal. She had pissed herself when she died. Or more she still was, a bit leaking out onto the table as he pulled the fabric away from her lips. He didn't mind, though. Lots of people tended to do that when they died, after all. If anything, he found it kinda hot.\n\n\"Well, your cunt is still pretty sexy.\" His cock had started to grow a little uncomfortable in his trousers now. Time to let it free. He pulled his shirt off to reveal his own toned chest and belly. Unlike the bulky, broad chested build of most bison, he was somewhat thin. Though he was still packing, his 9 inch rod springing free as he opened his trousers, letting gravity take them to his ankles. They hit the floor with a thunk from the phone and gun left in his pockets. He stepped out of them, moving around as he parted Gayle's bare legs and pulled her closer to the edge of the table. \"I'm going to enjo-\"\n\nPanic gripped him as he heard the front door open. A voice called out, female and young, but somewhat monotone. \"Hey! I'm...\" Whoever it was paused, probably spotting the pool of blood just inside the doorway. \"...home...\" He scrambled for his pants, trying to yank the gun out of the pocket, only for it to get stuck. He finally managed to get it free and turn, just in time to see the other person stepping into the kitchen. \"Oh.\"\n\nShe was another cat, one who looked like a younger version of the dead woman on the table. She looked about 13 or 14, her fur a lighter grey with dark stripes. Her black hair was done up in a pair of twin-tails, long enough to hang down her back a little. Her shirt was also black, with no distinct markings, her skirt to match, but it had an odd, almost Victorian-style to it. Her left ear had three silver rings dangling from it, her right had five. Yellow eyes stared at him as he raised the gun at her... only to shrug and move right past him to the fridge, as if she hadn't even noticed that there was a half-naked man in her kitchen, or her mother's very obviously dead body on the table.\n\nHe was a little thrown by her... lack of reaction, watching her go to the fridge and pull it open. \"Don't have any beer, but got some soda if you want some.\" She pulled a can out for herself.\n\nSef blinked. \"Uh... no.\"\n\nShe shrugged, closing the fridge and opening the soda. She turned, hopping up to sit on the counter. \"Lemme guess. Uncle Dom sent you to kill Mom?\"\n\nHe nodded slowly, still aiming the gun at her. \"Yes, that's correct.\"\n\nShe sipped at her drink. \"Guessing by that look you gave me that he didn't even she had a kid, did he?\" He shook his head and she scoffed. \"Typical.\"\n\n\"You don't seem very surprised to see me here.\" He nodded to the body beside him. \"Or that your mother is dead.\"\n\nThe girl reached into her pocket, pulling out a pack of cigarettes. \"Yeah, well... She kinda killed my dad, so I think she deserved it.\" She put one of the things to her lips and lit it with a small lighter, both of which were tossed to the side. \"I mean, he deserved it, too. He was cheating on her. Though I don't think Mom really knew. She just did it for the money.\" She took a drag from the cigarette. \"So. You going to kill me, too?\"\n\nMore than a little bemused by her nonchalant reaction, he lowered the gun. \"I haven't decided yet. You weren't part of the contract.\"\n\nThe girl shrugged. \"I'm fine if you do. Thought about doing it myself. Don't have much to live for. Now with Mom dead, they'll probably try and ship me off to Uncle Dom or something. Or some foster fuckers. Don't really want either one, so yeah. If you wanna shoot me, go ahead.\" She looked up at him. \"I'm Dakota, by the way.\"\n\n\"Uh... nice to meet you, Dakota?\" She did manage a slight smirk at his awkwardness. \"Steffon Zeigler. Or just Sef.\"\n\nDakota nodded, then glanced at her half-stripped mother's corpse, then to his still hard cock on display. \"Were you gonna fuck her?\"\n\nHe looked down at himself. \"Oh, uh... yes.\"\n\n\"That's kinda hot, actually.\" Her smirk spread a little. \"I wouldn't mind watching, if you want to do that before killing me.\" She took another drag from her cigarette. \"You can fuck me after, too. I don't mind. Think it would be pretty hot, too... Well, if you're into fucking teens, that is.\"\n\n\"I'm not above it. You're... 14?\"\n\n\"13.\" She corrected. \"Would be 14 in April, but...\" She shrugged.\n\nSef couldn't help but laugh a little. \"You sure you wouldn't rather I give you a nice fuck [i]before[/i] you die?\" He still wasn't entirely sure he was going to kill her or not. It was pretty clear she wouldn't be a problem for him.\n\nHer eyes looked him up and down for a moment. With a shrug, she tossed the cigarette into the sink. \"Yeah, sure. I wouldn't mind riding on that meat you're packing.\" She hopped down from the counter and made her way over to him. So close, he saw just how small she was, standing only up to around his chest.\n\nHe reached out, gently brushing his fingers against her cute face. \"Should we go to your room?\"\n\nShe shook her head. \"Nah.\" reaching over, she grabbed her mother's shoulders, pulling the body, only to dump it onto the floor unceremoniously. \"Let's do it here, like you were going to do to her.\"\n\nHe had to admit, her callus treatment of her mother's corpse was both unexpected, but also kind of hot. \"Well, before that. I'm already on display. How about you show me what you're hiding under all that.\"\n\nDakota looked down, almost like she somehow forgot she was still fully dressed. \"Oh. Yeah, should do that first.\" Reaching down, she lifted her shirt up and off, tossing it to the side quickly. She was even more slender than her mother, though lacking the athletic tone. She was also lacking the fake boobs, her breasts barely formed at all, to the point that she did not bother with a bra. As she started working at the clasp to her skirt, she spoke up again. \"Hope you don't mind a pretty flat girl.\"\n\nHe shook his head. \"Not at all. I prefer it. Especially compared to the fake balloons your mother got installed. In fact, I think you look pretty good.\" That actually got a reaction from her, a subtle smile she failed to mask. The dress was finally opened enough for her to let it fall to the floor, revealing equally slender legs, and a pair of surprisingly fancy panties. They looked more like lingerie, all black lace and ornate frills. \"Oh, those are some pretty sexy panties for such a young girl...\"\n\nShe gave a grunt. \"The feel nice. Mom doesn't know I got them.\" She started to pull the things down her slender legs. \"She doesn't know I do a lot of things. Well... didn't know. Guess she can't know anything now.\" After she finished pushing the panties down, she hopped up onto the table, scooting over to let her legs dangle. She had them parted, not hiding anything, and she showed another thing her mother likely didn't know.\n\nSef smirked. \"Clit piercing, huh?\" He reached out, setting the gun down so he could rub both of her thighs. At this point, he was pretty certain she wouldn't try anything stupid.\n\nShe nodded again. \"Yeah. I wanted to get nipple piercings, too, but they said no. Something about waiting until after I was 15, boobs still growing, all that bullshit.\" She huffed a little. \"Pretty sure they're going to stay pretty small. Or... uh... would stay small if I wasn't about to die...\"\n\nHe ran his hands up her thighs to her hips, gently pulling her a little closer to the edge of the table. \"I haven't decided if I'm going to kill you yet.\"\n\nHer bottom lip twitched, her ear flicking a little. \"Oh.\"\n\nStepping closer, he rubbed his shaft against her lower abdomen, prodding outside where he would soon be thrusting against inside. \"Don't worry. I'm still going to fuck the shit out of you.\" He could smell her arousal. The monotone, flippant goth thing might have become natural for her, but she couldn't hide what her body wanted. He felt her juices on his shaft as he slid against those lips. \"Going to take a shot in the dark and guess you're not a virgin.\"\n\n\"Nope, I'm not.\" She sucked in a sharp breath when his tip rubbed against the little ring through her clit, her body tensing just a bit.\n\n\"Good.\" He shifted to line himself up with her. \"I won't need to worry about being gentle.\"\n\n\"Don't be.\" She looked up at him. \"Don't be gentle. Everyone's always gentle, even when they say they won't be...\"\n\nThe sudden emotion in her voice got his attention. \"Oh? You want me fucking you hard?\" She nodded. \"Little kitten likes the idea of the big hit man raping her young body?\" She tried to hide it looking away, but he could tell it was a yes, her tail twitching excitedly. \"You want me stuffing my cock into this tight cunt like I own it?\"\n\n\"YES!\" She finally blurted out. \"Yes, I want you to rape me! J-just use me like... like it's all I'm good for!\"\n\n\"That's because it is.\" She flinched, looking up, only for him to suddenly grab her throat and force her back, slamming her down onto the table. He didn't hold her hard enough to choke her, but it did keep her pinned down. He shoved himself forward, cramming himself almost fully into her. He wondered just how many people had actually been in here. While she wasn't a virgin, like she said, she was still incredibly tight around him. \"No father, no mother, no family that cares to even mention you. You're only good as a hole to fuck.\"\n\nShe let out a loud moan, squeezing tighter around him as he taunted her. She probably believed it, too. Not that he really cared if she did or didn't. There was a cute teen practically begging him to rape her cunt, and he wasn't going to pass that up. He started to fuck her hard, just like she wanted, his hips slamming forward to shove himself as deep as he could go. He filled her tiny pussy with his shaft, tip jamming up against the back of her quivering tunnel painfully hard. Even if he did leave her alive after today, she'd be walking funny for a few days.\n\nHer tough girl attitude seemed to completely melt away as he fucked her. She still gripped at his wrist, but not to pull it away. She kept her legs wide, letting him ram forward between them. She was so much smaller, he was liable to break her just with how hard he plunged down against her. Some part of him knew she would love that, and he was half tempted to try. But he was more just enjoying himself. His free hand moved up to grab at her small chest, squeezing what little amount of flesh there was to grip. He pinched the nipple poking through the fur, tugging at it, making her cry out.\n\nA low chuckle rumbled through his chest. \"Suddenly the tough goth girl act is gone, huh? Just a cover for a little slut.\" She clamped her mouth shut, trying to stifle her own cries of pleasure. It lasted two thrusts before she was moaning again. \"Don't hide it. You were literally begging me to fuck you like a cheap whore.\"\n\nWhatever mental barrier she had up seemed to finally shatter. \"Yes! I'm a fucking slut!\" She cried out, squeezing even tighter around him as she did. \"I'm just a little useless piece of fuckmeat!\"\n\nHe let her neck go, moving to grip at her side, pulling her back against him to add to his thrusting, his cock slamming as hard as he could inside of her. \"That's right you are. Just meat to be raped!\"\n\n\"yes...\" She gasped and squirmed under him, her legs twitching. She reached out, grasping for something. \"J-just meat.\" He saw what she was grasping for when she picked up his gun. His momentary panic faded when she pointed it not at him, but pressed the barrel to her own head. \"Kill me! I want you to fucking murder me and rape my corpse as I die!\" he saw tears in her eyes. \"Please! Let me... let me die happy!\" She cried out again. \"A happy, useless, cold piece of rotting meat!\"\n\nHe reached up, taking the handle of the gun. She let it go, giving him a pleading look in her big, yellow eyes. He nodded, but did move the gun away from her head. There was a momentary look of panic in her eyes, until he pressed the barrel against her left tit. \"Die a happy slut.\" He pulled the trigger before she could change her mind... or him, for that matter. With the thing pressed right against her, it made an even more muffled sound, her body jerking as the bullet ripped right through her chest and shredded through her heart.\n\nHe dropped the gun and wrapped his arms around her body as it started to quiver under him. His hips somehow moved even faster, ramming himself forward with wild abandon. She made wet, choked sounds, not quite dead yet, but rapidly fading. He could feel her tensing up, her pussy clenching. She was dying, but she was also cumming. One last, powerful orgasm at the end of her short life. He let himself go before she was gone, blasting himself deep into her, spraying his seed into her pussy, right into her womb itself. Unlikely as it was, a part of him imagined he just knocked her up in these last moments. He thrust forward with every heavy blast into the dying teen.\n\nOnce his own orgasm started to fade, he gently set her down onto the table again. She was still shuddering and twitching, convulsing in her death throes. He leaned up, only to winced. Her mouth still moved, drooling blood, her eyes wide with panic. \"Shit.\" He grabbed the gun again, pointing it down at her. \"Sorry it wasn't faster.\" She slowly, yet jerkily shook her head. She poke, but it was barely audible. He leaned down. \"What?\"\n\nShe tried again. \"I... wanted... it to... 'urt...\" She managed to say. \"Li- liked... it...\" He sighed softly, but did smile. He still aimed the gun down at her. She was fading pretty quick, but he wanted to give her one last gift. She nodded slowly, and he again pulled the trigger. She jerked as this time he did shoot her in the head, her whole body clenching one final time before growing still and limp. Her eyes still had a thankful look in them, even as the light faded with her life.\n\nHe took a breath and held it, letting it out slowly. \"Well that was messed up as fuck.\" He set the gun down and withdrew himself from the now dead teen's cunt, a small river of his seed drooling out after him. He pat Dakota's cheek. \"Rest now, kid. Seems like you had some pretty fucked up issues.\" Not like he was one to judge. Especially as he looked over at the body of her mother, still left where it had been dumped on the floor. \"Don't worry, MILF. You'll get a load, too. You just won't get to enjoy it.\"\n\n[center][u][b]The Aftermath[/b][/u][/center]\n\nSef posted the pictures he took of Gayle as proof of his kill. Naturally, they were the ones after he had left a load in her cooling cunt, and another splattered across her face. Most of the forums loved them, some wishing there was a video to go along with them. Like he could somehow have set up a camera to capture that moment. Though even if he somehow had, he would have not put it out anyway. He had not posted any of the pictures he took of Dakota.\n\nInstead, he contacted the one who posted the bounty in the first place via private messages on the forums.\n\n[u]SefZeif[/u]: So. Contract is complete, but I have some... issues I should bring up.\n\n[u]Dombine38[/u]: yeah! dakota! sorry i didnt even mention abut her! i hope it wasnt an issue...\n\n[u]SefZeif[/u]: Not exactly. She didn't cause any trouble, but it would have been nice to have a heads up. Considering your relation to her, I'm sure you're aware, but I had to take her out, too. That won't be a problem, will it?\n\n[u]Dombine38[/u]: oh no thats fine. i mean i would have been okay if you hadnt but i get it.\n\n[u]Dombine38[/u]: uh... did... you get any pictures of her too?\n\n[u]SefZeif[/u]: Yes, I got pictures of her. I'll send them to you if you want. Leave it up to you if you want to post them. \n\n[u]Dombine38[/u]: Oh wow! you really fucked her good! chest and headshot! and look at that mess drooling from her. man i wish I lived closer. i never got to rape that cute little cunt. hope you enjoyed it at least!\n\nSef decided not to bother responding after this. Somehow he got the feeling if he dug any deeper, he wouldn't like what he found out. And the job was done, so there was no point getting himself invested any more than he had to. Still... he would be keeping those pictures of Dakota for himself. And he had a couple that he had not shared with her uncle. Specifically all the ones of him using her a second and third time. Those pictures, and the pretty frilly panties she had been wearing, would stay in his own private trophy collection.\n\n[center][u][b]The End[/b][/u][/center]", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "

Bounty Board Hunts

Poisoned Well

By XP Author



Basic Rules:
- Fill the info below with as much detail as possible. Providing pictures of the target is very helpful.
- No public figures (politicians, international CEOs, movie stars, etc). It brings too much attention. Hire a real hit man for that.
- Previous age restrictions have been lifted, but be aware that this will limit the willing hunters.
- Do not post a bounty on another member of D-Gen Cafe without their permission.
- D-Gen Cafe members may post a bounty on themselves. Payment must be paid in advance to D-Gen, and will be given to the hunter when proof is delivered.
- Hunters must provide proof in the form of video or photographic evidence of the successful bounty before they are given payment. Police reports are not acceptable proof.
- Failure to pay a completed bounty will result in a bounty being posted by the D-Gen staff on you! (we also have a very good 'asset recovery' team, if you catch our drift)
- Multiple hunters may try and go after the same bounty, but try not to. Though if you kill each other in the attempt, feel free and add that to the proof.

The Bounty


Poster: Dombine38
Target Name: Gayle Arinson
Username: none
Species: Feline (Tabby)
Gender: Female
Ages: Gayle: 36
Brief Description: Gayle is 5'5" with brown fur, black tiger stripes, shoulder length black hair, and green eyes.
Possible Location: Gayle stays at home all day, probably day drinking. Hillcrest, West Virginia. Street Address provided.
Preferred Method of Execution: I really don't care. Details below.
Special Requests: none
Reward: $300,000
Other Info: I don't think I'd be able to stay calm enough to do it myself, so I need a professional to kill my sister-in-law. Gayle poisoned my little brother, her husband. She did it slowly, so it looked like an accident, but I know my poisons. She did it to take all of the money and stuff our parents left to him when they died. She is now living in my parent's house, living off of my dead brother's money! She wouldn't even let me come to my own brother's funeral! She doesn't deserve to live. I don't care what you. Rape her, burn her, blow her up, kill the whole fucking neighborhood if you need to. I really don't care how, as long as she's dead.

Hunt Completed By: SefZeig
Proof of Completion: Attached pictures.

The Hunt


Gayle sipped at her glass of red wine. She was only half-watching the television playing the end of some daytime drama show. One of those dramas where everyone was fucking everyone else, amnesia plots happened at least once a season, at any given moment someone could be revealed to have secretly been a long lost sibling or secret child. It was something to pass the time until the better programs started. She really should invest in that package the cable people kept trying to push with all those extra channels. Or maybe one of those streaming services. She had the money now, after all.

A knock at the front door got her attention, pointed ears perking up. "Who could that be?" She wasn't expecting anyone. Turning the television off, she set her glass down and stood up. As she got to the hall, she glanced in the mirror to make sure her hair was presentable. A quick hand brushed the few strands that seemed out of place back where they belonged among the rest of the shoulder-length bunch. After being satisfied with her appearance, she continued to the front door. Pulling it open, she found a tall bull of some kind standing there, dressed in the light brown uniform of some delivery service, though she couldn't see a logo, not that she looked that hard. "Oh. Hello."

The bison turned as she opened the door. He was tall and somewhat slender, his fur a much darker brown than the uniform. Tiny horns were just hidden under his hat. "Hello. Are you..." He looked down at the phone in his hand. "...Gayle Arinson?"

She really needed to change her last name back to her maiden name. "Yes, that's me. But I wasn't expecting a delivery."

He nodded. "Says here it's from Dominick Arinson."

She rolled her eyes as soon as she heard the name. Her brother-in-law, or whatever he counted as these days. Her dead husband's older brother. She detested the man. "Is this where you hand me lawsuit papers and tell me I've been served?"

The bison laughed slightly. "Not exactly." He instead pulled out a pistol, pointing it directly at her. Before she could even fully register what it was, he pulled the trigger. Her head jerked as the bullet struck just above her left eye. The caliber was small enough that it didn't blow the back of her head open, but it still ripped through her brain in a fraction of a second. Her body simply crumpled to the floor, dead before she even finished falling. The silencer had muffled the shot enough that he wasn't afraid of the neighbors having heard it, though unlike the movies it wasn't some soft sound, more like someone popping a small plastic bag.

He put the gun away and stepped inside, closing the front door behind him. Sef looked down at the dead woman, blood slowly trickling from the hole in her forehead. "Well, that was an easy job." He probably shouldn't say things like that out loud. Leaning down, he grabbed the woman's arms and lifted her body up, throwing her over his shoulder. "Let's get you somewhere I can get those pictures. And have some fun." He glanced down the hallway, spotting the kitchen. Peaking inside, he saw a pretty sturdy looking kitchen table. "That'll do." Shoving most of the stuff off of the surface, he dropped the woman down onto the wooden surface.

He moved up to turn her head to face him. She had a wide-eyed look of shock, green eyes staring at nothing. Her hair was cut short, in what most would probably describe as a Karen haircut. It really didn't suit her very well. Though in his opinion, it really didn't suit most people. She was somewhat attractive otherwise, the trickle of blood staining her fur adding to the looks, again in his opinion. Dropping her head back down to the table, he turned his attention instead to her body. He gripped the front of her light blue blouse and ripped it open, sending buttons scattering around the linoleum floor. A frilly bra strained to hold her ample breasts. He tugged it down to let them flop out. Though they didn't so much flop as bounce out, a little too firm. A quick grope confirmed they were definitely fake tits. By just how firm they were, she probably had gone up three sizes. He preferred them more natural, even if they were smaller.

At least the rest of her was still pretty good. She had stayed in pretty good shape, her belly thin with some light tone. His fingers bumped the top of her designer jeans, quickly opening the waist. With a hard yank, he pulled them down slender legs to reveal a pair of panties that matched the bra. As he started to peal them down, he noticed how wet they were, though not from arousal. She had pissed herself when she died. Or more she still was, a bit leaking out onto the table as he pulled the fabric away from her lips. He didn't mind, though. Lots of people tended to do that when they died, after all. If anything, he found it kinda hot.

"Well, your cunt is still pretty sexy." His cock had started to grow a little uncomfortable in his trousers now. Time to let it free. He pulled his shirt off to reveal his own toned chest and belly. Unlike the bulky, broad chested build of most bison, he was somewhat thin. Though he was still packing, his 9 inch rod springing free as he opened his trousers, letting gravity take them to his ankles. They hit the floor with a thunk from the phone and gun left in his pockets. He stepped out of them, moving around as he parted Gayle's bare legs and pulled her closer to the edge of the table. "I'm going to enjo-"

Panic gripped him as he heard the front door open. A voice called out, female and young, but somewhat monotone. "Hey! I'm..." Whoever it was paused, probably spotting the pool of blood just inside the doorway. "...home..." He scrambled for his pants, trying to yank the gun out of the pocket, only for it to get stuck. He finally managed to get it free and turn, just in time to see the other person stepping into the kitchen. "Oh."

She was another cat, one who looked like a younger version of the dead woman on the table. She looked about 13 or 14, her fur a lighter grey with dark stripes. Her black hair was done up in a pair of twin-tails, long enough to hang down her back a little. Her shirt was also black, with no distinct markings, her skirt to match, but it had an odd, almost Victorian-style to it. Her left ear had three silver rings dangling from it, her right had five. Yellow eyes stared at him as he raised the gun at her... only to shrug and move right past him to the fridge, as if she hadn't even noticed that there was a half-naked man in her kitchen, or her mother's very obviously dead body on the table.

He was a little thrown by her... lack of reaction, watching her go to the fridge and pull it open. "Don't have any beer, but got some soda if you want some." She pulled a can out for herself.

Sef blinked. "Uh... no."

She shrugged, closing the fridge and opening the soda. She turned, hopping up to sit on the counter. "Lemme guess. Uncle Dom sent you to kill Mom?"

He nodded slowly, still aiming the gun at her. "Yes, that's correct."

She sipped at her drink. "Guessing by that look you gave me that he didn't even she had a kid, did he?" He shook his head and she scoffed. "Typical."

"You don't seem very surprised to see me here." He nodded to the body beside him. "Or that your mother is dead."

The girl reached into her pocket, pulling out a pack of cigarettes. "Yeah, well... She kinda killed my dad, so I think she deserved it." She put one of the things to her lips and lit it with a small lighter, both of which were tossed to the side. "I mean, he deserved it, too. He was cheating on her. Though I don't think Mom really knew. She just did it for the money." She took a drag from the cigarette. "So. You going to kill me, too?"

More than a little bemused by her nonchalant reaction, he lowered the gun. "I haven't decided yet. You weren't part of the contract."

The girl shrugged. "I'm fine if you do. Thought about doing it myself. Don't have much to live for. Now with Mom dead, they'll probably try and ship me off to Uncle Dom or something. Or some foster fuckers. Don't really want either one, so yeah. If you wanna shoot me, go ahead." She looked up at him. "I'm Dakota, by the way."

"Uh... nice to meet you, Dakota?" She did manage a slight smirk at his awkwardness. "Steffon Zeigler. Or just Sef."

Dakota nodded, then glanced at her half-stripped mother's corpse, then to his still hard cock on display. "Were you gonna fuck her?"

He looked down at himself. "Oh, uh... yes."

"That's kinda hot, actually." Her smirk spread a little. "I wouldn't mind watching, if you want to do that before killing me." She took another drag from her cigarette. "You can fuck me after, too. I don't mind. Think it would be pretty hot, too... Well, if you're into fucking teens, that is."

"I'm not above it. You're... 14?"

"13." She corrected. "Would be 14 in April, but..." She shrugged.

Sef couldn't help but laugh a little. "You sure you wouldn't rather I give you a nice fuck before you die?" He still wasn't entirely sure he was going to kill her or not. It was pretty clear she wouldn't be a problem for him.

Her eyes looked him up and down for a moment. With a shrug, she tossed the cigarette into the sink. "Yeah, sure. I wouldn't mind riding on that meat you're packing." She hopped down from the counter and made her way over to him. So close, he saw just how small she was, standing only up to around his chest.

He reached out, gently brushing his fingers against her cute face. "Should we go to your room?"

She shook her head. "Nah." reaching over, she grabbed her mother's shoulders, pulling the body, only to dump it onto the floor unceremoniously. "Let's do it here, like you were going to do to her."

He had to admit, her callus treatment of her mother's corpse was both unexpected, but also kind of hot. "Well, before that. I'm already on display. How about you show me what you're hiding under all that."

Dakota looked down, almost like she somehow forgot she was still fully dressed. "Oh. Yeah, should do that first." Reaching down, she lifted her shirt up and off, tossing it to the side quickly. She was even more slender than her mother, though lacking the athletic tone. She was also lacking the fake boobs, her breasts barely formed at all, to the point that she did not bother with a bra. As she started working at the clasp to her skirt, she spoke up again. "Hope you don't mind a pretty flat girl."

He shook his head. "Not at all. I prefer it. Especially compared to the fake balloons your mother got installed. In fact, I think you look pretty good." That actually got a reaction from her, a subtle smile she failed to mask. The dress was finally opened enough for her to let it fall to the floor, revealing equally slender legs, and a pair of surprisingly fancy panties. They looked more like lingerie, all black lace and ornate frills. "Oh, those are some pretty sexy panties for such a young girl..."

She gave a grunt. "The feel nice. Mom doesn't know I got them." She started to pull the things down her slender legs. "She doesn't know I do a lot of things. Well... didn't know. Guess she can't know anything now." After she finished pushing the panties down, she hopped up onto the table, scooting over to let her legs dangle. She had them parted, not hiding anything, and she showed another thing her mother likely didn't know.

Sef smirked. "Clit piercing, huh?" He reached out, setting the gun down so he could rub both of her thighs. At this point, he was pretty certain she wouldn't try anything stupid.

She nodded again. "Yeah. I wanted to get nipple piercings, too, but they said no. Something about waiting until after I was 15, boobs still growing, all that bullshit." She huffed a little. "Pretty sure they're going to stay pretty small. Or... uh... would stay small if I wasn't about to die..."

He ran his hands up her thighs to her hips, gently pulling her a little closer to the edge of the table. "I haven't decided if I'm going to kill you yet."

Her bottom lip twitched, her ear flicking a little. "Oh."

Stepping closer, he rubbed his shaft against her lower abdomen, prodding outside where he would soon be thrusting against inside. "Don't worry. I'm still going to fuck the shit out of you." He could smell her arousal. The monotone, flippant goth thing might have become natural for her, but she couldn't hide what her body wanted. He felt her juices on his shaft as he slid against those lips. "Going to take a shot in the dark and guess you're not a virgin."

"Nope, I'm not." She sucked in a sharp breath when his tip rubbed against the little ring through her clit, her body tensing just a bit.

"Good." He shifted to line himself up with her. "I won't need to worry about being gentle."

"Don't be." She looked up at him. "Don't be gentle. Everyone's always gentle, even when they say they won't be..."

The sudden emotion in her voice got his attention. "Oh? You want me fucking you hard?" She nodded. "Little kitten likes the idea of the big hit man raping her young body?" She tried to hide it looking away, but he could tell it was a yes, her tail twitching excitedly. "You want me stuffing my cock into this tight cunt like I own it?"

"YES!" She finally blurted out. "Yes, I want you to rape me! J-just use me like... like it's all I'm good for!"

"That's because it is." She flinched, looking up, only for him to suddenly grab her throat and force her back, slamming her down onto the table. He didn't hold her hard enough to choke her, but it did keep her pinned down. He shoved himself forward, cramming himself almost fully into her. He wondered just how many people had actually been in here. While she wasn't a virgin, like she said, she was still incredibly tight around him. "No father, no mother, no family that cares to even mention you. You're only good as a hole to fuck."

She let out a loud moan, squeezing tighter around him as he taunted her. She probably believed it, too. Not that he really cared if she did or didn't. There was a cute teen practically begging him to rape her cunt, and he wasn't going to pass that up. He started to fuck her hard, just like she wanted, his hips slamming forward to shove himself as deep as he could go. He filled her tiny pussy with his shaft, tip jamming up against the back of her quivering tunnel painfully hard. Even if he did leave her alive after today, she'd be walking funny for a few days.

Her tough girl attitude seemed to completely melt away as he fucked her. She still gripped at his wrist, but not to pull it away. She kept her legs wide, letting him ram forward between them. She was so much smaller, he was liable to break her just with how hard he plunged down against her. Some part of him knew she would love that, and he was half tempted to try. But he was more just enjoying himself. His free hand moved up to grab at her small chest, squeezing what little amount of flesh there was to grip. He pinched the nipple poking through the fur, tugging at it, making her cry out.

A low chuckle rumbled through his chest. "Suddenly the tough goth girl act is gone, huh? Just a cover for a little slut." She clamped her mouth shut, trying to stifle her own cries of pleasure. It lasted two thrusts before she was moaning again. "Don't hide it. You were literally begging me to fuck you like a cheap whore."

Whatever mental barrier she had up seemed to finally shatter. "Yes! I'm a fucking slut!" She cried out, squeezing even tighter around him as she did. "I'm just a little useless piece of fuckmeat!"

He let her neck go, moving to grip at her side, pulling her back against him to add to his thrusting, his cock slamming as hard as he could inside of her. "That's right you are. Just meat to be raped!"

"yes..." She gasped and squirmed under him, her legs twitching. She reached out, grasping for something. "J-just meat." He saw what she was grasping for when she picked up his gun. His momentary panic faded when she pointed it not at him, but pressed the barrel to her own head. "Kill me! I want you to fucking murder me and rape my corpse as I die!" he saw tears in her eyes. "Please! Let me... let me die happy!" She cried out again. "A happy, useless, cold piece of rotting meat!"

He reached up, taking the handle of the gun. She let it go, giving him a pleading look in her big, yellow eyes. He nodded, but did move the gun away from her head. There was a momentary look of panic in her eyes, until he pressed the barrel against her left tit. "Die a happy slut." He pulled the trigger before she could change her mind... or him, for that matter. With the thing pressed right against her, it made an even more muffled sound, her body jerking as the bullet ripped right through her chest and shredded through her heart.

He dropped the gun and wrapped his arms around her body as it started to quiver under him. His hips somehow moved even faster, ramming himself forward with wild abandon. She made wet, choked sounds, not quite dead yet, but rapidly fading. He could feel her tensing up, her pussy clenching. She was dying, but she was also cumming. One last, powerful orgasm at the end of her short life. He let himself go before she was gone, blasting himself deep into her, spraying his seed into her pussy, right into her womb itself. Unlikely as it was, a part of him imagined he just knocked her up in these last moments. He thrust forward with every heavy blast into the dying teen.

Once his own orgasm started to fade, he gently set her down onto the table again. She was still shuddering and twitching, convulsing in her death throes. He leaned up, only to winced. Her mouth still moved, drooling blood, her eyes wide with panic. "Shit." He grabbed the gun again, pointing it down at her. "Sorry it wasn't faster." She slowly, yet jerkily shook her head. She poke, but it was barely audible. He leaned down. "What?"

She tried again. "I... wanted... it to... 'urt..." She managed to say. "Li- liked... it..." He sighed softly, but did smile. He still aimed the gun down at her. She was fading pretty quick, but he wanted to give her one last gift. She nodded slowly, and he again pulled the trigger. She jerked as this time he did shoot her in the head, her whole body clenching one final time before growing still and limp. Her eyes still had a thankful look in them, even as the light faded with her life.

He took a breath and held it, letting it out slowly. "Well that was messed up as fuck." He set the gun down and withdrew himself from the now dead teen's cunt, a small river of his seed drooling out after him. He pat Dakota's cheek. "Rest now, kid. Seems like you had some pretty fucked up issues." Not like he was one to judge. Especially as he looked over at the body of her mother, still left where it had been dumped on the floor. "Don't worry, MILF. You'll get a load, too. You just won't get to enjoy it."

The Aftermath


Sef posted the pictures he took of Gayle as proof of his kill. Naturally, they were the ones after he had left a load in her cooling cunt, and another splattered across her face. Most of the forums loved them, some wishing there was a video to go along with them. Like he could somehow have set up a camera to capture that moment. Though even if he somehow had, he would have not put it out anyway. He had not posted any of the pictures he took of Dakota.

Instead, he contacted the one who posted the bounty in the first place via private messages on the forums.

SefZeif: So. Contract is complete, but I have some... issues I should bring up.

Dombine38: yeah! dakota! sorry i didnt even mention abut her! i hope it wasnt an issue...

SefZeif: Not exactly. She didn't cause any trouble, but it would have been nice to have a heads up. Considering your relation to her, I'm sure you're aware, but I had to take her out, too. That won't be a problem, will it?

Dombine38: oh no thats fine. i mean i would have been okay if you hadnt but i get it.

Dombine38: uh... did... you get any pictures of her too?

SefZeif: Yes, I got pictures of her. I'll send them to you if you want. Leave it up to you if you want to post them.

Dombine38: Oh wow! you really fucked her good! chest and headshot! and look at that mess drooling from her. man i wish I lived closer. i never got to rape that cute little cunt. hope you enjoyed it at least!

Sef decided not to bother responding after this. Somehow he got the feeling if he dug any deeper, he wouldn't like what he found out. And the job was done, so there was no point getting himself invested any more than he had to. Still... he would be keeping those pictures of Dakota for himself. And he had a couple that he had not shared with her uncle. Specifically all the ones of him using her a second and third time. Those pictures, and the pretty frilly panties she had been wearing, would stay in his own private trophy collection.

The End
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