So I have been trying to write a story for quite a while. This is the first one that I actually finished. All feedback is greatly appreciated. Please enjoy my senseless ramblings

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Joy tried not to shiver as another cold gust of wind blew across her bare skin. Her slender tan legs were barely covered by the leather skirt which stopped just a couple of inches below her ass. She made it a point to stick her butt out and push her chest forward, careful to give a smile to any stranger who happened to make eye contact with her. She tried to show off as much as of her firm brown tits, if she had the money she would surely get a boobjob Joy thought to herself.

Dutch was feeling a bit down as he walked towards Kaiser Willian Church. Most of the people had left when he reached. Scanning the area with his piercing blue eyes he saw a Thai hooker standing at a corner. He walked over to the whore and after giving her a polite smile said, ”Would you like to join me for dinner?”. Joy was surprised at this question by the big strong man. He was old enough to be her father. That was not unusual, him talking to her as a human and not just a piece of meat was something Joy was not used to. “Yes!” She blurted out with a big smile showing her perfect teeth, “Maybe I make you happy after dinner?”. He smiled back at her then reached out and just grabbed her hand. He led her to the KFC nearby, sitting her down at the table in the corner.

“I’ll get us something to eat.” Dutch said before walking over to the counter. Joy took out her phone and checked her face. Grabbing the red lipstick from her purse she topped up her lips. Joy opened up a few more buttons of her top, showing off the bottom strap of her bra in addition to her cleavage. Then put the phone and lipstick inside as Dutch walked over with a tray of fried chicken. Placing the tray on the table Dutch sat opposite to the hooker. He knew very well that he didn’t need to be so nice to her. “Eat up”, he said while grabbing a piece himself. Joy tried to keep her lipstick unharmed as she took a bite herself. “You from out of town?” She tried to make casual conversation with the hunk of a man sitting in front of her.

“Yes actually” He replied as he continued eating, he was not looking into her eyes a lot. “I am here on business for a few days.” Joy listened with her eyes glued to the man’s face, when she felt him pause he nodded as if she understood. Joy knew better than to ask any further questions, most men she met valued privacy. After a short awkward silence as the two of them ate, Joy chirped, “Are you lonely, big man?”. Dutch chuckled at the question before replying, “Not really, I just can’t find the right person.” He continued eating and after a pause looked at Joy while asking, “Does 100 Euro for the night sounds right?”. Joy smiled and replied, “Yes big boy, for that much money you can pretty much have anything you like”. Looking into her greedy eyes he asked, “Let me know if you are uncomfortable with anything, I don’t want you to pretend to like anything that you don’t.” Joy was not used to such a conversation. The money was nice, the man was so sexy that she could probably fuck him for free and on top of that he wanted her to enjoy it. “I can do anything to make you happy. I love making sexy man cum.” Joy tried to give him a sexy look but got back to her normal expression as she got no reaction from the cold man. “If that is true it will be a wonderful night for both of us” He said as the two were about to finish their meal.

Joy was already wet as the man held her hand while walking over to his hotel. One seeing the hotel though Joy became a bit anxious, it was a dilapidated place and this man didn’t look the type to stay at such a cheap place. Noticing the change in her expression Dutch said, “I hope you will not be uncomfortable in such a run down establishment”, hitting Joy with this line at just the right moment. The girl instinctively said, “No, this will be fine.” her worries calmed by the man’s simple reverse psychology. “Do you have condoms?” the man asked as they stood in front of the main entryway. “Oh I thought you have condom.” Joy said, she would have fucked him without the condom but since he asked she didn’t want to come across as totally unsafe. Dutch reached into his pocket and took out a key. “Room 208”, he said, handing the key over to her, “make yourself comfortable while I get the condoms”. Joy nodded as the man left her arm and walked over towards a pharmacy.

Joy walked into the hotel alone. The old lady at the reception did not look up as she walked by the lobby. She got into the lift and pressed 2, checking her face again in the lift’s mirror. The hotel seemed to be completely empty, it had certainly seen better days. Maybe this man had just taken a room to fuck her she thought as she walked to the end of the corridor and open the room. The sheets had stains on them but the bed was made nicely. Joy went to the toilet and after taking a piss removed her panties and put it in her purse. She took off her leather boots and jumped on the bed. She lay resting on one arm with her bare feet pointed at the door.

Joy was thinking of ways to blow this man’s mind away as she heard the door handle turn. The man walked in with a big black bag, certainly too big to have just condoms. He glanced at Joy, taking a moment to look up from her legs all the way up to her neck, then without a word placed the bag at the side of the door. After latching the door he pulled out a bottle of wine from the plastic bag and walked over to the small coffee table. When Dutch was comfortably sitting down with the bottle on the small glass table in front of him he turned to the hooker again. “Come here” he ordered her rather coolly. Joy got up in silence and walked over to the coffee table, standing in front of the man waiting for him to respond. The man pulled out a dirty 100 Euro note from his pocket and held it in his before saying, “Now I hope you will try to make this night special for me.” “Yes big boy!” came the Eager reply from Joy, “You are nice man, we will have fun”. He handed the money over to her and she walked back to the side table to put in her purse, giving him a good view of her round ass. Turning and now facing the man again, Joy asked, “How do you want to start?”

Dutch took his time before suggesting, “How about you give me a good strip tease.” Joy smiled and without a word walked to the main board and turned off all the lights except for the warm yellow bed light. Everything in the room was still clearly visible but Joy’s tan skin seemed even darker in the dim light. Standing in front of her John again, Joy closed her eyes for a second and started imagining her favourite song. Joy started to move gently, shaking her perky breasts underneath the layers of clothing. Dutch relaxed a bit in his chair on seeing the sexy dance, the girl had skill he thought to himself before pouring out a glass of wine. One by one Joy undid all of the buttons of her top. She continued to slowly dance as she threw away the top and started taking off her black bra. Joy’s perky tits jiggled just a bit on being released from the bra while she continued dancing completely topless. Joy turned around, swizzling her hips near the man’s face. Joy opened the side zip of her skirt and let it fall down to her bare feet. Dutch gave a smile on seeing that girl was not wearing any panties.

She now stood naked in front of him except for a cheap bracelet and necklace. Dutch took another sip of his wine as he watched her dance slowly, inviting him to have her body. He let the girl dance, noticing how she grew a bit tense on not being interrupted. After he finished the glass of wine he reached out and touched her ass. Joy jumped a bit on the touch but in an instant grew more relaxed as the man gently turned her around by the side of hips. Dutch held her small hand and pulled down till she was bent with her face in front of him. He grabbed her by her hair and pulled her closer, tasting her lipstick as the two started a gentle kiss. Joy’s body started to relax as the man started to get more passionate. She closed her eyes and forgot how awkward this position was for her as the man explored her mouth. Her pussy got more warm and wet, aching for some relief. As the man continued to push his tongue into Joy’s mouth and her hips started to get lower, trying to get into a more comfortable position.

Eventually Joy’s body relaxed so much that she had to kneel on the floor. A few seconds after she got into this position Dutch pulled her head away. He looked as Joy slowly opened her eyes, lifting them up till she met his gaze. He could see genuine lust in her dark eyes, her breathing was deep, this was not usual for a hooker but Dutch did have that kind of effect. “Now get to work and make me happy.” he said, pushing her head gently downward till it was facing his crotch by the end of his sentence. She undid his belt with her tiny hands and pulled down his zipper. Pulling down his white underwear Joy found the man’s dick semi erect. She wondered how big it would get as she started to lick the tip. She moved slowly, taking only the head of Dutch’s cock in her lips. Dutch closed his eyes and let the girl work on his cock, satisfied with her work so far. Joy felt his member get bigger and harder in her mouth as she started taking it deeper. It must have been more than 10 inches she thought to herself as she slid down further, slowly going halfway down on his cock and coming back up again in a slow and gentle motion. The big man sat motionless other than a heaviness in his breath and a few twitches on his cock, he was enjoying Joy’s blowjob. Joy got into a comfortable rhythm letting the cock hit the back of her mouth each time she went down, she could feel it pulse every time she gagged ever so slightly. Dutch opened his eyes after a while and poured himself another glass of wine as the girl was pleasuring his dick. He slowly drank his glass without interrupting her, he let her go build up speed as she tried to get him closer to an orgasm.

After finishing his glass Dutch reached down and held the back of Joy’s head. It was a gentle touch, steading her as she moved up and down, yet Joy still started taking the cock deeper on each stroke, going down 3/4th of the way before she gagged and had to come up again. Dutch made his grip more firm after every stroke, not letting her get back up as easily as the last time she went down on his cock. Her gagging was more obvious, Joy started to take deep breaths every time Dutch let her move her head backward. She didn’t make an effort to pull her head back, she gagged on his cock and her body jerked but her head would remain at the position it was guided in. Tears started to roll down her eyes now as each time she took the full length of his cock into her mouth she was gagging, drooling on her chin, jerking but still trying to please this man. Each time the man would guide Joy’s head down his cock till her nose was buried in his neatly trimmed pubes. Every time he would hold her there for longer as she struggled. Her tits were wet with the slime hanging from her chin. Joy was fighting the urge to not throw up as the cock kept ramming down her throat. Eventually though it got too much and she had to pull her head back with just resistance from the hand that was holding her hair. She bent over and let out a stream of drool fall on the floor while trying to catch her breath. She finally caught her breath and looked up at the man meeting his cold blue eyes. She expected him to be angry and in anticipation said, “Sorry…” before she went silent out of a strange fear.

Without a word Dutch stood up, looking into her eyes, he lifted her by her hair till she was standing as well. Ignoring the mess on the floor Dutch turned the small woman around and pushed her forward. He gave her a final push which made her body fall onto the bed. Joy let out a small yelp as she fell, she was afraid but extremely turned on as well. She lay with her ass up on the bed, legs spread a bit apart. Dutch took a moment to look at the nice piece of meat he now had at his disposal. Stripping himself of all clothing he climbed onto the bed. With both his hands beside her head he moved into position. As Joy felt the tip of his dick touch her pussy a wave of fear and pleasure ran through her body. Feeling his skin inside of her she softly said, ”You say you get condom”. Dutch grabbed the hooker by her hair. He pulled her head back till her mouth opened up and her eyes were facing the ceiling. Keeping the tip of his dick in her pussy Dutch asked, “Will that be a problem?”. Joy was afraid, her body trembling, she struggled to speak in this uncomfortable position and finally said, ”Please...Use cond…condom”.

Holding on to her head Dutch pushed his cock into her pussy. Despite saying no, Joy did not make any physical effort to stop the man fucking her pussy bare. She was afraid that it might provoke him into anger, She didn’t care anyway, he seemed clean even if he was a bit of a psycho she thought. Her thoughts soon went to the pleasant sensation in her pussy. Dutch had pushed his cock halfway in before he spoke, ”Think before you answer this time. Will that be a problem?”. Joy knew that she had no choice, she weakly said, ”no” focused mostly on the pleasure in her pussy. Dutch let go of the hooker's head and as her head fell back on the pillow pushed the full length of his member in her cunt. Joy let out a surprised scream at the sudden penetration, it quickly went to moans of pleasure as Dutch started moving in and out of her wet pussy. Dutch rested one hand on her back, letting his weight pin the girl to the bed. The pressure made it difficult to breathe for Joy, her breath was already deep from the intense arousal and the pressure on her back made expanding her lungs all the more difficult. Despite this, or perhaps because of this, Joy found her body building to an orgasm as the penetration got more intense. Her body was covered in sweat, face pressed in the pillow, her boobs were crushed against the mattress. Joy would be screaming with pleasure if it wasn’t so difficult to breathe.

Joy softly said, “I’m going to cum” feeling her body about to burst. She was shocked that this time when Dutch pulled his cock out of her pussy it didn’t come back inside. Instead he lifted his hand from her back and allowed her to breathe freely. After a couple of seconds in surprise Joy softly asked, “Why you stop?”. Frustrated on being denied a sweet orgasm Joy turned over, facing the man and looking into his eyes Joy spoke, “Why did you stop?” more worried as she asked him again. Without breaking eye contact Dutch simply said, “Beg”. “What?” Joy asked, confused and still frustrated on being denied the orgasm. “Beg me to fuck you.” Dutch replied coldly. Joy looked at him for a few seconds before saying, ”Please fuck me?”. Seeing no chance in Dutch’s expression the hooker got more afraid and said, ”I am begging you to fuck me”. Getting desperate at the lack of reaction Joy screamed, “PLEASE FUCK ME!..... YOUR DICK MAKE ME CUM!.... PLEASE!.... I NEED DICK!…PLEASE MAKE ME CUM!”. Joy started to cry as she said the last words. Dutch put his hand gently on her head, brushing her hair he gently said, “It’s okay Joy, you can cum, if you do everything I say I promise to give you the strongest orgasm that you will experience in your life”. Joy wiped some of the tears from her face, “I will do anything” she said as her tears stopped pouring out. She felt cold and her body shivered as she heard the man speak again, “Tonight you will get to experience a lot of things for the first time. Do as I say and you will enjoy it in the end. If you fight back then it will not be good for you”. Joy nodded her head in agreement, on getting no response from this she said, “I do as you say”. Dutch smiled and replied, “Good slut” before gently moving the girl to one side of the bed. Dutch sat upright, resting his upper body on the cushioned backrest and his legs stretched out on the mattress. His cock was still hard as a rock, this hooker was easy to break and her crying had been an unexpected treat. “You may take my cock” Dutch spoke as he softly guided one of Joy’s legs over his body. Facing the man, Joy sat down on his hard erection. Feeling the pleasure again as it filled her completely. Dutch didn’t have to guide her a lot before she started bouncing up and down on his dick.

Dutch grabbed her by her hair and pulled her face closer for a deep kiss. Joy started taking the cock deeper as the man’s tongue penetrated her mouth. Dutch could feel the tension leaving Joy’s body as she started experiencing pure bliss again. Satisfied Dutch let go of her hair and saw that same look in her eye, he knew he had her, he owned her. As she continued going up and down on his cock Dutch held one of her brown nipples before squeezing and twisting it. Joy screamed in pain, her hips stopped their musical movement. “Keep fucking!” Dutch barked at her, twisting the nipple even more. Joy began moving again and Dutch released her nipple. Despite her tan skin the area around her areola turned to a reddish colour. As the girl started enjoying her up and down movement on Dutch’s cock he looked into her eyes and said, “Thank me the next time I hurt you.” “Yesss..” Joy said, enjoying the feeling in her pussy. As she said this Dutch gave her a gentle slap on her tit. “Thank you” came the reply as Joy continued fucking his cock. Dutch slapped her tit harder, Joy screamed and said “Aaaa…Thank you”. Dutch slapped her face next, Joy replied with another “Thank you”, with more pain in her voice this time. He slapped her face again and before she could say anything he slapped her again. He slapped with one hand then slapped hard with the other. He continued to slap the screaming girl as she froze on his cock. As tears started to roll down her eyes Dutch finally stopped. Both of her cheeks were deep red. Joy stared angrily into Dutch’s eyes, seeing her defiant expression Dutch said, “What do you say when I hurt you?”. After taking a deep breath Joy said, “Thank you” and resumed her movement on his cock.

She was so close to an orgasm but the man had been hitting her and stopping her body from letting go. She started to fuck the man’s dick with anger. Ignoring the pain in her legs from the movement, Joy now had a fresh burst of energy. She found herself getting closer to an orgasm again. Dutch watched as the scared girl got closer to release, She flinched anytime Dutch moved. Joy expected to be hit at any time as she was at the edge of release. “Oh Fuck!” She said before letting go and cumming hard on Dutch’s cock. Wave after wave pleasure rippled through her body each time she slid down on his cock. Joy was in pure bliss and wanted this moment to last forever. After a few minutes of cumming on his cock Joy’s body began to grow weak and she was barely moving. Joy was just sitting Dutch’s cock experiencing intense pleasure.

Dutch pushed her forward till she was laying on the bed. He lifted one of her legs over his shoulder and pushed deep into her cunt. Joy moaned in pleasure, She let her body rest as each thrust brought more pleasure to her satisfied fun hole. Dutch was soon pumping hard again and Joy was moaning in pleasure, too tired to scream or talk. Dutch reached down and squeezed her tender nipple again, getting the hooker to scream and open up her eyes. She looked at him with a betrayed expression on her face before she understood what Dutch wanted, softly she said, “Thank you”. “Good slut” Dutch said as went deeper with each thrust. Dutch then placed his hands around the girl’s neck. Gently she started squeezing her neck. He watched as her face grew red. The girl wanted to talk but no sound would come out of her except for a gentle choking. Dutch continued squeezing as he was finally close to an orgasm of his own. Joy’s tongue was now out of her mouth, her body jerked with each attempt at breathing, her eyes were popping out of their sockets. Dutch finally came as the girl was about to lose consciousness. He pumped her pussy full of his seed watching her expression grow blank and her body go limp. After completely emptying his balls Dutch let go and lay beside the girl who was completely still and had her eyes open.

The man was catching his breath, it had been a while since he had experienced this level of arousal. As he was enjoying the moment he felt Joy’s body jerk. She took in a strong breath. It was as if her body wanted to suck in all the air, but only a couple of seconds later she was motionless again. Dutch sat up on the bed, looking at the hooker’s blank face when she jerked again, making a wheezing sound as her body tried to pull in as much air as it could. This time she managed to keep pulling in the air for 5 seconds before she was motionless again. Dutch watched as Joy’s eyes blinked and then she drew in another breath which was cut short by a lot of coughing. Fresh tears fell on the side of her case due to the dryness of her throat. Joy had a confused expression on her face as her eyes met Dutch, she then looked around the room for a few seconds. Then it came back to her, She jumped out of bed and bolted towards the door. Naked and still coughing in between her deep breaths, she was fumbling on the door latch before she felt a pain in her head as she felt herself yanked back by her hair. Dutch pulled her back and placed one finger on the screaming hooker’s lips. Looking into her eyes he made a long shushing sound which had the effect of making the petrified girl silent again. Dutch led Joy back to the bed, still holding her by the hair but not using any unnecessary force.

Once Dutch sat the whore on the edge of the bed he let go of her and asked in a menacing voice, “Will you do such a stupidity again?”. Joy was frozen in fear, she knew this was as real as it gets. She managed to get a barely audible “no’ before turning silent in fear of what this man would do next. Joy watched as in an instant the expression on the man’s face went from angry to blank, he then asked her, “Will you keep your word and do everything I want?”. Still frightened of what would come next, Joy replied saying, “Ye...Yes”. Dutch smiled as he spoke, “Lie on the bed with your face buried in the pillow, I don’t want to see your eyes before I give you another order”, Joy was still terrified but she complied. Unable to see what was going on in the room her panic grew further making her shiver. Dutch calmly walked over to the bag he had placed by the coffee table. Picking it up he went back to the bed and placed it on the floor again. He looked at his victim, enjoying every twitch of Joy’s sweet brown behind. Then got some ropes out of the bag.

Joy’s body jerked and she let out an involuntary squeak to the touch on her arms before calming herself. Dutch placed both her hands on her back before tying her wrists together. He then bound her elbows to each other before making another restraint on her upper arms pulling Joy’s arms behind her painfully. With her arms secured Dutch turned the girl over. Her eyes were still as terrified as they had been after her near death experience. He then looped a rope around her right ankle, making a cuff. He took the other end of that rope and tied it to the leg of the bed. There was plenty of slack in the rope but if Joy were to somehow stand and attempt to walk she wouldn’t get halfway to the door before the rope on her ankle ran out. Admiring his now defenceless prey Dutch casually asked, “Did it hurt when I choked you out?”. “Yeah” Joy replied, trying her best to keep this animal placated. “What do you do when I hurt you?”, he asked with an evil grin. Joy instantly blurted out, “Thank you” hoping that this won’t be another excuse to hurt her further.

Instead of that, Dutch just replied with, “Good slut” before reaching into his bag and pulling out another toy. Joy’s eyes widened as she saw the 12 inch carving knife in the man’s hands. Placing it flat between her perky breasts Dutch spoke, “There is one more rule for you, you make no noise unless I tell you to speak, nod your head if you understand”. Joy nodded with her eyes fixed on the man’s face. “Not a peep”, Dutch said as he started moving the dull side of his blade on Joy’s erect nipples. Dutch loved watching the girl squirm as he moved the blade towards her belly, sliding across her wet skin as the blade reached down further to her thigh. Dutch dragged the blade up and down her smooth thigh, taking delight each time her soft flesh jiggled, Joy shivered in fear. He then positioned the tip of his knife on her soft thigh meat. As Dutch pressed the tip of the blade into her skin a drop of blood formed underneath it. Joy bit her lip to muffle the sound of her wailing as the steel dragged along her skin, making a red line of blood in its path. Dutch was careful to not cut deep as he heard the girl get louder on the second cut he made on her thigh making an X. Joy couldn’t think of anything other than the sharp pain, trying her best to make no sound as she felt the tip pierce the skin of her other thigh. Dutch enjoyed making another X on her skin, with barely a few scratches he was making the task of keeping quiet extremely difficult for the helpless fuckmeat.

Dutch placed the knife on the girl’s lips as he spoke to her, “Shhhhhh… no sound, remember?”. Joy calmed down, her thighs still burning each time a drop of her own sweat slid into the fresh cuts. Dutch then moved the blade to the girl’s breasts. They were already sticking out because of the girl’s arms being behind her back. He placed the knife in between her tits and then to Joy’s surprise walked away to the coffee table. Dutch poured himself another glass of wine. He watched the girl shake and cry, struggling to stay quiet as he slowly drank his glass. By the time he finished his glass the girl had calmed down. Dutch picked up the half empty bottle as walked back to the bound hooker. Placing the bottle beside the bed Dutch turned her over. Sitting down on the bedside Dutch moved his hand swiftly till met the soft flesh of the harlot’s round rump. Joy managed to remain silent despite the stinging on her ass when she heard the man’s reminder, “Not a fucking sound”.

Dutch pushed his finger in her unlubricated asshole, despite the tightness of her anal ring on his finger all he could hear was a faint crying noise. Moving it in and out till he had loosened it up a bit he pushed another finger in. Joy’s tears were pouring on the white sheets, her body shaking with pain as she did her best to stay mum. He could hear some crying when he moved on to three fingers, he kept pushing in and out till her anus relaxed around his invading fingers. Dutch picked up the wine bottle and with one swift motion replaced fingers with the mouth of the bottle on her ass. Her hole didn’t give way at first, but the effect of the previous dilation and the man’s constant pushing managed to get the head of the bottle inside. Joy let out a muffled scream as the bottle was pushed further in her asshole, stretching it more than even her own fist would be capable of. Dutch kept pushing the bottle further till he felt something rip. A trail of blood trickled from Joy’s butthole, sliding down her cunt and onto the bed as Dutch finally stopped pushing. Joy was crying in pain, her efforts to make no noise were not going as good as she wanted them to be. Dutch looked at the bottle, most of the wine was still inside, about a glass’s worth had either gone in the girl’s ass or had spilled in the process.

Joy was in incredible pain, but in a few seconds she managed to get her noise level under control. Her ass hurt so bad that she didn’t even think about the cuts on her thighs as she could feel the liquid slowly filling up her ass. She felt drunk already and her body started to relax despite the pain. Bubbles blew up into the bottle, bringing in more wine into Joy’s asshole each time she felt her bowels relax even a bit slightly. As the bottle emptied inside her intestines Joy felt incredibly drunk. The alcohol had numbed some of the pain and Joy began to relax when felt Dutch pushed the bottle again. She cried out in pain as her ass was now stretched beyond anything it was intended. Joy was sobbing uncontrollably as the thickest part of the bottle was around her ass. Dutch turned the sobbing girl to her side and brought his face close to hers. Joy tried to look away as she made all attempts to keep herself from crying. She was much quieter now, then Dutch spoke the words Joy had been dreading, “You have been making too much noise you fucking cunt”.

Dutch angrily roared, “You need to be punished”. Joy shook her head to say no. “The fuck you mean no. I gave you a chance and you failed.” Dutch shouted in her face, after a few seconds Dutch continued in an still angry but calm voice, “Tell you what, I will give you one last chance, I am going to hurt you one more time. If you stay silent I will forgive you for all the noise you have made till now. If I hear a single sound then that is it”. Joy shook her head to say yes, her eyes were red with the constant crying, she had finally fallen silent again despite still having to endure the worst pain she had experienced in her life. Dutch got up and moved over behind the tart, he smiled on seeing the bottle still stuck in her torn asshole. Then he gently held one of her bound hands. Torturing the girl had made him rock hard again. He gently held her pinkie finger and softly said, “Remember, last chance” before pulling it back with such force that he heard an audible snap and the finger was stuck in an unnatural position. He smiled as heard Joy’s painful scream, she tried to keep it as low as possible but it was loud enough for a few seconds for Dutch to angrily say, “That is it” in his loud booming voice.

As he flipped the girl over she let out a blood curdling scream, the full weight of her little body fell onto the broken finger. Before Joy could finish shouting “NO!” Dutch pushed an old rag down her throat. As she tried to figure out what was going on Dutch secured it with another rag tied around her head. The man laughed as he flipped her on her side again. Grabbing another finger he broke it off in the same way to muffled screams from Joy. “I gave you a lot of chances” Dutch taunted before he broke a third finger. The bound girl was thrashing uncontrollably as he snapped the last good finger. Dutch was now in a state of flow and broke her thumb in the same manner. He flipped her on to her back, looking into her eyes as she screamed into the gag, there was nothing human he could see in them, she was now just an animal in pain. The noise would not be audible outside the room.

Flipping her over Dutch broke all the fingers in her other hand as well, each snap bringing renewed energy to the hooker. With both of her hands completely destroyed Dutch cut off her arm bindings with his knife. Joy immediately tried to take off her gag, unfortunately for her the broken fingers meant that she could barely push against the cloth with wrist. Before she could move the cloth Dutch shouted, “You fucking bitch!” as he grabbed her wrist and twisted her arm behind her back. Pinning the girl to the bed Dutch kept pulling on the arm till he heard a loud pop. Joy’s screaming into her gag was now constant, her dislocated shoulder made her arm hang limply to one side as the man released it. Joy’s world was now a constant stream of pain, she felt a white hot pain in her other arm as her second shoulder was dislocated as well.

Dutch took then took his knife and grabbed one of Joy’s feet. He cut just above her ankle, severing her tendon to even more screams. He laughed as he did the same to her other foot as well. Blood leaking from both her feet. He removed her leg restraint and flipped the girl over. She thrashed around wildly, but that is all she could do, she could neither take off her gag nor could she get up. She could kick her legs all she wanted, but her feet were now useless. Dutch enjoyed watching her struggle before saying, “Why don’t you try to get away now?” before laughing in the slut’s face. Dutch walked over to the door and unlatched it, opening it a just a couple of centimetres he taunted his captive, “If you walk out of this door I won’t put a finger on you”. All Joy could do was scream into her gag and trash on the bed, despite being unbound except for her gag, she couldn’t even fall to the floor let alone get to the door. Dutch stood at the door and taunted her once again, “I’m waiting cunt, if you don’t walk out the door I will kill you the next time I fuck you”. Dutch stood at the door, he could make out that the girl was trying to say no and please from underneath her gag.

Dutch knew she was begging for her life, he was in pure ecstasy. After standing at the door for 5 minutes as Joy’s trashing slowed down Dutch said, “I guess you really want to die”. There was renewed vigor in Joy as Dutch closed the door again and walked back to the bed. He pulled out the wine bottle from Joy’s gaping asshole, letting a stream of disgusting red goo fall behind it. Dutch was able to get his cock in her ass with ease, it was loose. After a few minutes of fucking her ruined asshole Dutch pulled out, his cock red with her blood. He pushed into her cunt which already had blood in it, fucking it from behind and she lay face down on the mattress. Dutch could make out the girl’s begging as he reached for his knife. Dutch plunged the knife into her back, making the girl’s head rise back and a fresh scream that could be heard through her gag. He could make out her begging as he thrust the knife in her back a second time. Dutch continued stabbing her in the back with each thrust in her pussy. Dutch had lost count of the number of stabs after 10, Joy was still moving about with each stab but her movements were now weak. Dutch was close to cumming, he knew this bitch was close to the end.

He flipped her over with his cock still inside of her. Dutch cut off her gag with his knife while continuing to fuck her cunt. Joy coughed up a lot of blood as she pushed out the rag with her tongue. She opened her mouth to scream but all that came out was a soft gurgle. Her lungs had been punctured in multiple places, her eyes were wide. She looked into Dutch’s eyes, too weak to talk, she pleaded with her eyes to be left alive. Dutch found her fear of death disgusting, doesn’t this bitch realize she is dead already? He could feel her body spasming, squeezing his cock. He lifted the dagger over his head, held it with both hands. Just as he went over the edge he plunged into the now barely moving girl. The full length of the blade disappeared into the girl’s chest, right between her breasts. As her cunt was getting pumped full of semen Joy’s chest rose one final time before falling back.

Exhausted, Dutch fell on top of the girl's corpse. Feeling her last twitches as he cock went soft again. Before Dutch’s soft cock could fall out of her pussy he felt a warm stream of piss falling on it, cleaning it as it came out. Dutch rolled over and went to sleep right next to the corpse.

He woke up a couple of hours later. The dead street walker was staring into the ceiling beside him. The room was stinking of blood, piss and foul flesh. Any normal person would have found this disgusting, but not Dutch. He loved the smell of death. He cleaned up the room before taking a shower. Grabbing a fresh set of clothes he put the used ones in a plastic bag. He ripped off her cheap necklace from the cold and stiff body. As he walked out of the door he took one last look at the dead asian skank sprawled on the bed, the blade handle still sticking out of her chest. He closed the door behind him and walked away, all the staff was asleep at this point. All proof they had of him was his fake ID. He smiled as thought how dumb the staff must have been to not notice that the photo didn’t match his face. Dutch walked out as dawn was approaching. Finally feeling refreshed after weeks of melancholy.