Freddy's Little Bitch
The Kiss Of Death
NECROPHILIA WARNING FROM HERE OUT. ALL FURTHER CHAPTERS WILL CONTAIN NECROPHILIA. DO NOT CONTINUE IF THIS IS UNWANTED TO YOU.
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The demon had finished with her now, he was tired of her endless sobbing and was ready for something less loud.He gave no warning, plunging his blades into her chest and ripping through her. Laylee didn't even have time to scream. Blood gushed from her as the light died in her eyes, and now Freddy could begin the real fun.
He removed his blades with a squelch, his left hand pumping his still hard cock. The strength of his evil allowed him exceptional sexual prowess- he could remain hard through multiple orgasms, though it did not give him any additional stamina through the act itself, he did not have to wait in between.
"Let's see what you're hiding...little piggy..." He pressed his index blade along her chest, splitting her between her breasts. Her sternum was exposed, pinkish, and he trailed to her belly, opening a gaping hole. With no heartrate to pump it, she bled very little, a steady trickle from each wound as what was left of her was lost.
He ripped her heart from her and held it in his hand, it was firm and soft at the same time and beautiful. He licked along the organ before setting it aside. He wasted little time in guiding his cock into her very dead cunt, though she was still warm. He gripped her hips without care, gouging into her with bladed fingers as he rammed her. He gave it his full demonic strength and could feel her fragile walls give under him and feel blood leak into the cavern around him.
Her organs pushed away into her gaping abdomen as he pounded, destroying what was left of her body, leaving it broken and more ruined than before.
"Just as good dead...as alive..dirty whore."
It did not take long for him this time, already sensitive and aroused, to cum again, his seed spilling into her abdomen among her organs. She was destroyed, her dull eyes like glass and her once beautiful skin covered in wounds and bruises. Freddy was spent. He wanted nothing to do with the corpse now. He zipped himself back up, grinned, and with a wave of his hand she was gone from his world, left to be discovered in Springwood in her bed, to strike new fear into the small town, to bring his children back.
So the demon flicked his blades, returned to his boiler room, and sat at the torn up table to wait. They would come. He knew they would.
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