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Fuck Club Chapter 3: RussiaI shut the cripple door behind me and went up to the curtain. Sliding it back, I was surprised to find a well-furnished lounge behind it and only the cold steel floor reminded one of the goings-on in this place. I went up to the bar and ordered a glass of water. The barman smiled at me.”First timer?””Yeah,” I said and took a sip of water.The barman looked at me for a few seconds and tilted his head, as if he wasn’t sure about me.”Who sent you?””Paul. I know him from school and he told me to come here if I ever wanted to try.””Paul, huh? He’s a good guy. One of the few here who’s never killed anyone.”I choked on my water.”Killed?”The barman tilted his head again.”Yeah, killed. Sometimes the gentlemen take it a little to far and… you know…”He dragged his thumb pendik escort across his neck and made a “kkkhhhrrrrt” sound.I understood and suddenly I remembered the bloody handprint on the man’s belly.”It’s not appreciated if you kill the girls but it doesn’t really matter either. We always got fresh meat rolling in. What’s your name, k**?””Ed.” My voice was shaking a little.”Well, Ed. You best just keep on fucking and beating them. Don’t let their crying get to you. They’re all useless anyway in every other place. How many have you done?””Two. A nigger and the cripple.”The barman winked at me. “Gourmet, huh?”I smiled and finished my water, then went back to the main hall.From behind the “Mentally Disabled” door, I could hear loud distorted screaming.I decided kartal escort to take it easy for my third fuck and went into the “Russia” section. Three rooms behind this door, two occupied.The one left contained a petite redhead with green eyes, surprisingly clean and unharmed. When she saw me, she lay on her back and spread her legs, closing her eyes in anticipation. I knelt beside her and gave her a kiss on the cheek.”Hello you,” I said, “would you like to suck my cock?”She looked at me, apparently relieved there was no upcoming brutal **** for once. She nodded and touched my cock which was already getting hard again. She wrapped her big lips around it and started sucking. In whatever life she had before becoming a Fuck Club utensil, she must have maltepe escort been a popular girl with sucking skills like these, I thought. She massaged my balls and twirled her tongue around my cock-head. It felt wonderful. I ran my fingers through her shiny red hair and enjoyed the slurping noises coming from my lap. Then she deepthroated me and I couldn’t contain myself any longer. I pushed her down on my cock as I was cumming, completely losing myself in the moment. For a few seconds I felt her teeth on my cock and thought to feel her struggling a bit, then she was suddenly still. I reclined and looked at her head still lying in my lap, gently stroking her hair.”That was wonderful, babe,” I whispered.She didn’t reply. I brushed her hair away from her face and looked into her bloodshot, green eyes, wide open in shock. I had a terrible suspicion and put a finger on her neck.”Oh my god,” I said.She had no pulse. She didn’t breathe. She didn’t move. I turned her over on her back and tried to revive her. It didn’t help. I had choked her with my dick and my cum. She was dead.

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